Chapter 20 Continued

Even the warriors in the caravan would feel a chill down their spines when they saw the man in black, let alone an ordinary person like Li Fuchun.

In order to prevent the chef he had finally found from being frightened by the man in black, Shen Yuqing said, "Uncle Li, find something to clean up the rainwater on the ground. I'll go serve noodles to this guest."

"Okay...Okay."

Li Fuchun was indeed frightened when he saw the bloodstains, but after hearing the shopkeeper's words, he gradually calmed down. The shopkeeper's words seemed to have some kind of magic, just like the blood dripping from the man's body, it was just an ordinary little thing, not worth being surprised about.

Thinking of this, Li Fuchun felt that there was nothing to be scared of. The forest was dense in the wild and there might be some ferocious beast. What if the other party was fighting with the beast? Moreover, the other party was afraid of dirtying the inn and was afraid to come in. He even spent money to buy noodles. He did not look like a poor, vicious and extremely evil person. Of course, what calmed Li Fuchun completely was his blind trust in his own shopkeeper.

As there were many people in the caravan and the journey was long and tiring, many of them had big appetites. In order to prevent them from running out of noodles, Li Fuchun made more noodles with scallion oil.

Shen Yuqing brought out a bowl of fragrant scallion oil noodles from the kitchen, and then calmly took the five copper plates from the black-clothed man under the gaze of everyone.

The man in black ate his noodles very quickly. Seeing the man put down his bowl and chopsticks, Shen Yuqing, who was leaning against the counter, raised her lips and said, "You can get free refills in our restaurant."

The man in black who was about to get up paused. He looked at Shen Yuqing. His pair of dark eyes seemed like an unfathomable abyss, filled with thick black mist, which made people feel frightened unconsciously, but also wanted to peek into other emotions from them.

Shen Yuqing had a gentle smile on his face as always. He heard the other party say word by word: "Shopkeeper, continue with the noodles."

Just as Shen Yuqing picked up the bowl of noodles in front of the man in black and turned to the kitchen, he heard a hesitant voice weakly saying, "Boss... I want more noodles too."

Zheng Yi just finished speaking when he found that everyone's eyes except the man in black were focused on him. He looked away and muttered quietly, "I'm not full."

Zhang Ziwei, who was standing by, couldn't help but clench his fists after hearing Zheng Yi's mumbling. His eyes clearly said, all you do is eat, eat, eat.

Soon Shen Yuqing brought out two bowls of noodles. Just as the man in black picked up his chopsticks to eat the noodles, he brought a bowl of water to him and said calmly, "Eat slowly."

The man in black didn't say anything, but his eating speed slowed down significantly, from twice the original speed to 1.5 times the speed.

Seeing the black-clothed man's obedient behavior, Shen Yuqing observed him with more interest. The man ate his meal very seriously, as if the bowl of scallion oil noodles in front of him was some kind of delicacy. Unlike his cold eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, reminding people of the melting first snow. It's a pity that compared to his good looks, people's feelings of fear are often more intuitive.

During the time Shen Yuqing was observing, a man had finished a whole bowl of noodles and drank up the bowl of water next to it. It was difficult to tell whether the man was full or not from the speed at which he ate the noodles, but this time he did not ask for more noodles.

Seeing the man in black standing up and preparing to leave, Shen Yuqing looked at the sky outside the window and said, "I'm afraid the rain will continue to fall for a few more hours. Why don't you rest here for a night?"

"I have no money."

It was clearly just a very common sentence, but Shen Yuqing inexplicably heard a hint of grievance from the man's mouth. Looking at the back of the man in black as he walked away step by step, Shen Yuqing did not speak again.

"ah!"

Zheng Yi, who was sitting near the lobby entrance, looked at the man lying at his feet and called out subconsciously.

Shen Yuqing looked at the man in black who suddenly fell to the ground with an unclear expression, and a question mark slowly appeared in his mind?

Touch porcelain? ! !

Shen Yuqing looked at the man in black on the bed and felt helpless for a moment. Just after the man fell unconscious, the people in the caravan all retreated back to the room as if they were suddenly awakened. Before he could say anything, he met Zheng Yi and Zhang Ziwei's eyes with complicated emotions.

Although he wanted to protest his innocence and prove that the other person's coma had nothing to do with him, the two people in front of him did not give Shen Yuqing any chance. In the end, he had no choice but to move the man in black to the guest room on the second floor.

Shen Yuqing put his hands on the other person's wrists, and a biting chill instantly hit him. When he was carrying the other person, he felt that he was not holding a living person in his hands, but a block of ice. This familiar feeling of holding an ice block gave Shen Yuqing a bad premonition.

Sure enough, when he touched the other person's wrist, the all-too-familiar pulse made Shen Yuqing instantly determine that the other person was infected with a cold poison.

Shen Yuqing had a complicated expression.

It hit the character! Is there anyone to take care of it?

The cold poison on the man in black is probably a weakened and simplified version of Frost North.

Although he couldn't completely cure the cold poison in Shuangbei's body, after his treatment, if the outbreak of the cold poison was not too serious, the opponent would at most vomit blood and become unconscious. As for being frozen into an ice block, it has rarely happened in recent years.

It was obvious that the man in black in front of him did not seem to have as good luck as Shuang Bei. He had been relying on his internal strength to suppress the cold poison, which made it extremely ferocious when it broke out. Perhaps it would not be long before he would die of the poison and his body would be completely turned into a cold body.

But perhaps it was because he was suffering from the same cold poison as Shuang Bei, which made Shen Yuqing rarely interested. He first fed him a white pill, then took out his silver needle and took off his clothes.

A small bag of needle and thread, an empty purse, and a wooden hairpin with extremely ugly carvings, these three things were found from the man in black.

Because it was a black dress, you couldn't see any difference from a distance, but when you looked closer, you found that the black dress seemed to be made of fabric from a few years ago, and there were traces of mending on both the lining and the outer garment. From the mending, Shen Yuqing could be sure that the other person's needlework must be very good.

Shen Yuqing skillfully used silver needles to seal the opponent's acupuncture points to suppress the cold poison. In addition to some knife wounds, the man also had some burn marks on his waist. As for the throat, Shen Yuqing ruled out being poisoned or eating corrosive food. The most likely possibility was that the thick smoke from the fire entered the throat, causing damage to the vocal cords.

Through the combined efforts of acupuncture and medicine, the cold poison was quickly suppressed.

Cold poison is just a general term for an outbreak of this type of symptoms. In fact, if you really break it down, there are more than ten types. The cold poison in the man in black is just a trouble for Shen Yuqing, not an unsolvable problem. If it is treated, it will only take about a year to be completely resolved.

However, Shen Yuqing didn't want to get into such trouble at all. He had already spent nearly half an hour to suppress the cold poison for the other party. The rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping. Shen Yuqing yawned and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

On the second day, the sky had just cleared up and the sun had not yet completely emerged from the clouds. The people in the caravan seemed to have agreed on a plan, and before Li Fuchun had time to make breakfast, they had already said goodbye and left in a hurry.

Shen Yuqing stared at the caravan's receding backs. He really had no idea whether they left in a hurry because they thought he was a black shop that poisoned people, or because of the Shura-like aura of the man in black.

Not knowing when the next visitor would arrive, Shen Yuqing sighed slightly. He felt a little listless and had no desire to even read the comic books on the table.

"Boss, can I have glutinous rice porridge with chicken soup in the morning?"

Li Fuchun noticed that the shopkeeper seemed a little absent-minded. He thought that the shopkeeper must have spent a lot of energy serving that customer yesterday, so he decided to make some delicious food for the shopkeeper to replenish his energy.

After hearing what Li Fuchun said, Shen Yuqing's eyes lit up and she nodded quickly. It turned out that the chef must have been an angel in his previous life!

Seeing the shopkeeper cheering up, Li Fuchun became more motivated. He walked into the kitchen in high spirits. As for a rooster that was still patrolling its territory in the backyard, it had no idea of ​​its impending end.

Shen Yuqing has finished reading the comic book "Celery Spirit vs. Coriander Monster" on the counter. He decided to go to the store to search for the name of the author of this magical comic to see if this great author has any other masterpieces.

It takes some time to cook the chicken soup glutinous rice porridge. During this period, Shen Yuqing gradually became addicted to the new work "Bitter Melon King" by this great author. Although the name is strange, the plot is smooth and the author's painting skills are superb. Shen Yuqing was itching to read it and took out paper to paint. Then, looking at the little man with three hairs on the white paper, he fell into deep thought.

The air was filled with the aroma of chicken soup.

Not long after, Li Fuchun came in from the kitchen carrying chicken soup and glutinous rice porridge.

Just as the two were about to start, the man from yesterday walked down the stairs wearing a green shirt. This shirt was taken out by Shen Yuqing from her gaming backpack. As for the other person's black shirt, it was soaked with blood. The smell of blood alone was indescribable. Shen Yuqing couldn't help but wonder if there was less bloody smell, perhaps the man wouldn't look so scary.

But it was obvious that even after changing into blue clothes, the man's aura was still frightening, but compared to last night, it was much better.

Shen Yuqing didn't expect the other party to wake up so soon. According to his calculations, the other party would probably sleep until noon.

"Thank you."

The man simply uttered two words, his expression still cold, as if he would not be moved at all even when facing his savior. However, just after he thanked him, a gurgling sound came from his abdomen.

Shen Yuqing raised his eyebrows slightly, looking thoughtful. Could it be that this person woke up so quickly because he smelled the chicken soup and glutinous rice porridge?

Even though his stomach growled, the man didn't look embarrassed at all.

Shen Yuqing was also not looking for a way to repay a favor. He quickly picked up the abacus and said, "You stayed on the second floor for one night yesterday. It took me half an hour to suppress your cold poison. Not only did I use my unique acupuncture technique, but you also took a Hanbing Yulu pill. I'll give you a small change and take one hundred taels of silver."

This time, the man's calm expression finally changed a little. He seemed to dim. He lowered his eyes and remained silent for two seconds. He said in a hoarse voice, "I don't have any money."

Shen Yuqing was not surprised by the other party's answer. He said slowly, "Then pay it back with your body."

The man didn't show any expression, but Li Fuchun widened his eyes and looked at his shopkeeper, as if he had heard something incredible. He looked at the two of them, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

Shen Yuqing seemed to realize that his words were ambiguous. He paused and then said again, "I'm working at the inn to pay off my debts."

Originally, Shen Yuqing did not want to continue recruiting people, but Wuchang had not come back, and Li Fuchun was just an ordinary person after all. The arrival of these people yesterday made Shen Yuqing realize that sometimes running an inn also requires making others feel pressure. After all, she is a weak innkeeper, so finding a thug to stay in the inn is not a bad idea.

Seeing that the man was still hesitating, Shen Yuqing added calmly: "If you agree, sit down and have dinner together. The inn provides food and accommodation."

"I killed someone," the man said.

Li Fuchun's body trembled and he moved closer to the shopkeeper involuntarily.

Shen Yuqing said helplessly: "If you scare the chef, you will have no food to eat in the future.

The man's body stiffened, and even the terrifying aura surrounding him faded a lot.

"Feel sorry."

Looking at the man apologizing to him, Li Fuchun looked at Shen Yuqing helplessly.

In order to eat earlier, Shen Yuqing asked: "Who was killed?"

"They kidnapped children and forced women of good families into prostitution. I killed 83 of them by the sword. I think they are evil people."

"Why?"

"Revenge my parents and put an end to my nightmare at the same time."

Li Fuchun had a complicated expression for a moment. He was indeed shocked when he heard that the other party had killed so many people, but when he thought about the reason, he felt that these people deserved to be killed. However, he still didn't say anything in the end. He was just an ordinary chef, not a wanderer. He had not seen so many grudges and love affairs. It was not his turn to comment on other people's affairs.

Shen Yuqing didn't care about what the two people were thinking. He just sat down and poured himself a bowl of porridge. He looked at the two people who were still standing there stupidly and said, "This porridge won't taste good if it gets cold.

Li Fuchun believed in the judgment of the shopkeeper. He knew that he was just an ordinary person. If there was a crisis in the inn, he would not be able to help the shopkeeper. If this person stayed in the inn, he might be able to help a lot. Thinking of this, Li Fuchun said, "I'll go get the bowl for this little brother."

The man was stunned, as if he had not expected that Li Fuchun would be willing to get a bowl for him after hearing that he had killed so many people.

Looking at the chicken soup and glutinous rice porridge in front of him, the mist in the man's eyes dissipated a lot.

"Jiang Chichen."

Shen Yuqing's eyes flashed with a smile, and he said slowly: "I am Shen Yuqing, the shopkeeper of Chungui Inn. This is Li Fuchun, the chef of this inn. In addition, there is another employee who went home to visit his relatives and has not returned yet."

Jiang Chichen nodded.

Shen Yuqing, who had successfully kidnapped someone, was in a very good mood and even drank half a bowl more of the chicken soup and lean meat porridge.

After dinner, Jiang Chichen took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes. As for Li Fuchun, who had his job suddenly taken away, he was a little dazed.

However, speaking of a colleague who went home to visit relatives, Shen Yuqing was a little worried about his safety. He didn't know when he would be able to come back. He hoped that he would not need the pill, but he also hoped that the pill could save his life in time.

Thinking of Shuangbei seeing Tu Laoliu's corpse in the woods, Shen Yuqing's eyes darkened. That man was the killer of Yanluo Tower after all. Who knows whether Yanluo Tower will make any moves in the sword trial competition this time. As for those attacked sects, what does the red flower pattern under the mask represent?

The small white flowers on the counter have begun to wither, but perhaps they will bear fruit in some time. I hope he can come back before the fruit is ripe.

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