Beauty is sick

The room was clean and there was no trace on the bed.

Yun Wuyang was worried, and found that Pei Zhe was not there, he panicked: "Where did you go, young master, I just saw him come back."

As he spoke, his eyes widened: "Could it be that I hit a ghost?"

Zhong Limei: "..."

"You didn't run into a ghost, and I also saw Mr. Pei." Zhong Limo had a headache, "Master Pei is not a child anymore, you can't lose it, you should calm down first."

Yun Wuyang couldn't listen: "It's all my fault."

Zhong Limo comforted: "I don't blame you, you didn't know that such a thing would happen."

"Indeed, don't blame me." Yun Wuyang raised his head abruptly, "If it wasn't for Mr. Zhongli pulling me, I would have gone upstairs with the young master, and he wouldn't have lost it."

The matter was suddenly pushed onto him, Zhong Limo opened his mouth, unable to utter a word.

Yun Wuyang was holding his breath, and seeing that he was silent, he also realized that he was a little outspoken, but he didn't know how to make amends, so he silently turned his head away, not looking at Zhong Limei.

It took Zhong Limei a long time to find his own voice: "You..."

"I'll go to the room to look for it." Saying that, Yun Wuyang went into the room and closed the door as if escaping.

Zhong Li went downstairs blankly, he was not as prone to fever as Yun Wuyang, he thought of gods and ghosts, and quickly sorted out all the clues.

First of all, Pei Zhe did go upstairs, which he saw with his own eyes.

As for why not in the room...

He glanced just now, and there was no water stain in the room, but Pei Zhe just came back from the outside, was soaked in the rain, and was completely soaked. If he really entered the room, there would be no trace of it.

When Zhong Limei walked to the counter, he had already straightened everything out. At this time, he couldn't see his usual gentle look at all, with a cold face and a bit of fierceness, he tapped on the counter with his fingers.

He stayed in the inn for one night before, and the shopkeeper knew that he and Pei Zhe were together. Pei Zhe and his party came from other places, and their identities were unusual. The shopkeeper didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly asked: "Guest officer What's the matter?"

Zhongli Mo said calmly: "Pei Da from Tianzi Room No. [-]...Pei Zhe is gone, please tell the shopkeeper, can you find a few guys to help find him."

"Of course, you can wait, I'll call someone now." Seeing that Zhong Limo was in a bad mood, the shopkeeper didn't offend him, so he quickly called a few staff and asked them to follow Zhong Limo to find someone.

Yun Wuyang was still rummaging in the room. After searching over and over again, he almost turned the room upside down, but he couldn't find a single figure. When he saw Zhong Limei bringing a group of guys over, he was stunned for two seconds. He blurted out: "What are you doing, you're not going to beat me up, are you?"

Zhong Li choked, and didn't want to talk to him: "I went to the shopkeeper just now, and he asked the guys to help find someone. There was no trace of water in the room. Pei, tsk, Mr. Pei probably didn't return to the room. You and I both saw him Go upstairs, since he's not here right now, then he probably went to the wrong room, and if you look for him next to each other, you can always find him."

Yun Wuyang nodded in a daze, thinking of what he said just now, he was embarrassed: "Ah, good, good."

Not only were there vacant rooms on the second floor, but some rooms were also rented out. They started with the vacant rooms and searched one by one.

Yun Wuyang is not as anxious as before, his young master is a Tanhualang who is young and talented, no matter what, he will not lose it for no reason, even if someone wants to harm him, he has to weigh it in terms of force.

Fortunately, the vacant room was not convenient for Yun Wuyang and Zhong Limei to search for the room rented out to guests, so they just followed behind the guys.

Unable to hold back, Yun Wuyang moved closer to Zhong Limei, and said falteringly: "Mr. Zhongli, I said something wrong just now, don't argue with me, I am, that is—"

"Will Mr. Pei be invited to someone else's room?" Zhongli Mo asked suddenly.

Yun Wuyang murmured: "It's unlikely, young master doesn't like to be in the rain, he got so wet just now, he definitely wants to go back and change quickly, he won't go to someone else's room."

Zhongli Mo nodded: "Then there is only one possibility left. Mr. Pei walked into the wrong room. I have checked all the nearby rooms, but there is no one there. In my opinion, he is a very cautious person. He walked into the wrong room. The chance of the room is very small, even if it does happen, it should be a room he is familiar with."

Yun Wuyang couldn't keep up with his train of thought: "What, what do you mean?"

"It means, Master Pei, is there anyone he knows who lives here?" Zhongli said leisurely, "Go look there, he should be here."

Yun Wuyang couldn't tell what it was like, subconsciously wanted to deny it, and two words suddenly popped up in his mind: Robbing the rich.

"Probably... there is still one."

With a bunch of buddies, Yun Wuyang looked bitter and bitter, and murmured in a low voice: "Young Master, you won't go to the wrong room if you're in a daze, let alone go to that person's room, or we'd better go to another room to find him. Find it."

With that said, they had arrived at the door of Room No. [-] in Tianzi.

Yun Wuyang was hesitant, and stood there for a while before knocking on the door, Zhong Limo was too lazy to spend time with him, so he knocked on the door for him.

I just knocked on the door to ask, as for whether he has been struggling for so long, the person living in room No. [-] of Tianzi could neither be the Tathagata Buddha of the Western Paradise, nor the hell ghost Yan Luo, so he——

"coming?"

As soon as the door opened, the tall and tall man raised his eyelids, his whole body was not warm.

Zhongli Mo shuddered reflexively, and the thoughts in his heart came to an abrupt end. He held back for a long time without uttering a word "nine", let alone the question he had prepared just now.

Damn it, tell him to talk, he looks like a smiling Buddha in the world, and Yama in the world.

At this time, Yun Wuyang was a lot tougher than before knocking on the door, scratching his head: "Master Ninth, I—"

Jin Lingjiu didn't seem to be in a good mood. He didn't wear a full set of skirts, but only a slim-fitting inner jacket with a layer of veil. His eyebrows were sharp, and his whole body was like a sword drawn from its scabbard. It's just that the skirts and cuffs were slightly messy, which was a little discordant. .

Without giving Yun Wuyang a chance to express his intention, Jin Lingjiu stepped aside, and said in a cold and impatient tone, "Take him away."

Jin Lingjiu's skin was cold and pale, and any bump would leave marks. He turned sideways, and the red mark on the side of his neck was particularly obvious, and he didn't know how he got the "injury".

Yun Wuyang inexplicably heard a threatening meaning from Jin Lingjiu's words, and the hairs on his back stood up. He didn't want to provoke this big Buddha, so he hurriedly followed his advice and got into the room.

Zhong Limei stopped talking from just now, Yun Wuyang brought a buddy into the room, Jin Lingjiu didn't follow, he leaned against the door, and looked at Zhong Limei carelessly.

On the night of Shangyuan Festival, they had a short chat.

Zhongli looked at his nose and heart with blind eyes: "What is Jiu Gongzi looking at?"

There was an exclamation in the room, it was Yun Wuyang: "My lord!"

Jin Lingjiu glanced in the direction where the sound came from, staring at Yun Wuyang and a clerk holding Pei Zhe, who was sleeping in a daze, out. When Zhong Limei thought he would not get a response, Jin Lingjiu looked meaningfully at the sound. He glanced at him: "Mr. Zhongli, if we have a chance, we can have a drink together... let's chat."

Pei Zhe woke up when he was about to take a bath.

His head was dizzy, he couldn't open his eyes, and he shouted hoarsely: "Yun Wuyang..."

Yun Wuyang helped him to sit up from the bed: "My lord, are you catching a cold? You should take a bath to drive away the cold. I have already asked Mr. Zhongli to find a doctor."

"Doctor?" Pei Zhe opened his eyes with difficulty, took off his slightly wet clothes, and with Yun Wuyang's support, entered the wooden barrel. The temperature of the hot water instantly dispelled all the chill, and he sighed comfortably, "Zhong Li Ambiguity here?"

Yun Wuyang closed the screen, went to the table and poured a cup of ginger tea: "I came in the morning, I was delayed by something in the past two days, didn't you see when the young master returned to the inn, Mr. Zhongli has been squatting with me all the time."

The ginger tea was brought by the shopkeeper of the inn. It’s raining heavily today, so I came as soon as I said it. The weather was very bad. The guys told me about Pei Zhe’s situation. , Send Zhong Limei to ask for a doctor.

Pei Zhe doesn't like things with a strong smell, especially the strong smell of ginger. When he smelled the smell, he immediately frowned: "Take it, I don't want to drink this."

"This is not possible, young master, you are drenched in the rain and your body is weak. Now you have to drink ginger tea to drive away the cold." Yun Wuyang forcefully handed ginger tea to him, "Sir, don't force me to pour it in for you, now You have no chance of winning against me."

In the last sentence, Yun Wuyang said it a little proudly, and Pei Zhe laughed angrily: "You still want to use a strong one? What the hell, it's not just that you don't call 'Master' anymore. Speaking of which, I haven't paid the bill yet." You count."

The second monk Yun Wuyang was puzzled: "What account? Why isn't it called 'Master'? Sir, you must be suffering from the wind and cold and have a fever, right?"

He touched Pei Zhe's forehead, and his face softened a little: "Fortunately, it's not too hot."

After all, Pei Zhe was a man, although he was suffering from the wind and cold, but there was no need to treat him as a delicate little lady, so he just had a fever, Yun Wuyang didn't care too much.

Pei Zhe couldn't resist him, so he was forced to drink a large bowl of ginger tea, his pale face became even uglier, and the strong and spicy taste of ginger stuck in his throat and lingered on his tongue, which couldn't go away no matter what.

"You're connoting me." Pei Zhe sneered slightly, he never got drunk after a thousand drinks, and even if he drank too much, he wouldn't break his fragments, "Even if I passed out with a fever, I wouldn't remember wrongly, I am not old or young Yes, I still want to deny it."

Yun Wuyang: "???"

The doctor came quickly, the same one who had been invited to treat Jin Lingjiu and Zhong Limei before.

I just came to the inn two days ago, but I didn’t enter the same room. The old doctor looked at Pei Zhe, apparently still remembering him: "Why are you sick? I don’t know what evil has happened in this inn, one after another, Has the shopkeeper counted them, this is the number one."

The doctor is benevolent. The old doctor has been practicing medicine for decades. He has a bodhisattva heart. He would rather not consult a doctor for a long time, and rarely see patients. There is obvious care in his words.

Pei Zheshou took advantage of his benevolence to show a little smile. He took a hot bath just now and felt a little tired, but his head was still dizzy, which did not affect his thinking and speech: "Excuse me, Mr. It rained a little, and I didn't notice it for a while, the weather in Huaizhou City is different from where I live."

"Where do you live?"

Pei Zhe replied: "Xiaoxiang in the south."

"Nandi, it's a good place. Huaizhou City can't compare to it. The temperature here was low before and the weather was bad. In the past half a month of this year, I have had many consultations, alas." The old doctor's lips moved, wanting to He stopped talking, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips, and put it another way, "I hope that God will take pity on us people. There have been so many things happening recently, and I don't know when this blessing will come."

Praying for blessings and offering sacrifices is handled by the Heavenly Family.

It was spread a few years ago, the prince went south on behalf of the sage, traveled and prayed for blessings, saw the suffering of the people, the people believed in gods and Buddhas, and waited and hoped that the prince, who was in charge of the dragon luck of the heavenly family in the past years, could bring happiness to the place where he lived. Good news, just looking forward to it, looking forward to the first day of the new year, and looking forward to the fifteenth day, still not seeing a single person, and a lot of things happened.

Pei Zhe heard the meaning of his words, and also knew why the old doctor hesitated to speak just now. He came from another place, and he didn't look like a person without status. The old doctor was afraid that if he said something complaining, he would Get yourself killed.

The common people are cautious and can't afford to go wrong.

Pei Zhe frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable, and gave Yun Wuyang a wink to tell him not to speak.

"Old man, don't worry, everything will be fine." Pei Zhe rubbed his temples to relieve the headache, "It will be sunny tomorrow, if it won't be sunny tomorrow, it will be sunny the day after tomorrow, it will always come , won't wait too long."

The old doctor didn't speak, but nodded, Pei Zhe half closed his eyes, seemingly inadvertently, but also as if determined: "Heaven has the virtue of good life, the worst is the worst, and man will conquer heaven."

It's simply a cold.

In the past few days, I have been running around outside, worrying about several murder cases, and I relax for a while, and the cold rain soaked my whole body, and the cold entered my lungs, making me uncomfortable.

The old doctor prescribed several medicines, fearing that they would not have time to decoct them, so he asked if they should decoct them instead.

Pei Zhe wanted to agree at first, but then he thought of something and shook his head again: "I'll come by myself, I just have time to relax and have fun."

"Take the decoction as relaxation, you, you!" The old doctor glared at him, disapproving, "You'd better have a good rest, don't make yourself sicker, besides, the decoction has its heat, you can grasp it ?"

Pei Zhe's expression didn't change, Yun Wuyang behind him smiled, and was about to say something, when Pei Zhe waved him away: "Yun Wuyang, take the old man back to the medical center, and grab the medicine by the way."

Sending people back to the hospital is a business matter, and taking medicine is a matter of course. His expression is calm and calm, and there is no trace of lying.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the old doctor was at a loss for words, Pei folded his clothes and smiled, "Please come over here, it's raining and the road is slippery, so be careful."

The old doctor sighed and left with Yun Wuyang.

In the room, Pei Zhe sat for a long time before slowly lying down. He put one hand on his forehead, covering his eyes, and when his upper and lower lips touched, he sighed softly and slowly: "Decoction, decoction..."

The first batch of medicine was decocted in the medical hall, and the old doctor brought the juice and medicine to Yun Wuyang who had been waiting for a long time: "The decoction method is written on paper, let him drink this one, wait a little longer Toss it again, you can take the medicine jar from the medical center first, and remember to send it back when you use it up, you don’t need to buy new ones, it’s a waste.”

Yun Wuyang was stunned for a moment, and declined, "This is too much trouble for you, if you lend me medicine jars or something, I'll give you some taels of money, and it will be assumed that I rented it."

Pei Zhe and Yun Wuyang often help the poor people, Pei Zhe has never accepted anything in return, Yun Wuyang has followed him for more than ten years, and he has also developed a habit of not taking advantage of the people with a needle or thread.

The old doctor pushed him to the door: "Hurry up and go, don't talk too much, or I'll have a broom bump on you, won't you listen to the doctor?"

The old doctor is kind-hearted and often helps the villagers, and it is also common to see a doctor for free.

It rained suddenly today, and there were a few people who were suffering from the wind and cold like Pei Zhe, who were sitting in the medical hall. Hearing what the old doctor said, he smiled: "The old man is always like this, helping this one and that one. If it weren't for you, we would I'm afraid it's already... oh."

The old doctor stared at him and blew his beard: "Nonsense! Don't you know it's a taboo at the end of the year?"

The person who spoke before quickly apologized, with a moving smile all over his face.

Yun Wuyang felt sour and hot, holding the medicine and the medicine jar, bowed to the old doctor: "Thank you, we will come to see you when my son is well."

All the way back to the inn, Pei Zhe fell asleep again. He was not sleeping peacefully, his brows were furrowed, his hands clutched the quilt, his lips opened and closed, as if he was muttering something.

Yun Wuyang put down the medicine, lay down and listened, but he couldn't hear anything clearly, so he couldn't help worrying: "Is it really burnt?"

He patted Pei Zhe and woke him up: "My lord, get up and drink your medicine."

Pei Zhe was in low spirits, and he didn't reject the medicine like ginger tea. He took a bowl and drank it all in one go, and then lay back on the bed: "Go out, I'll sleep for a while."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and Yun Wuyang, who was holding the medicine bowl, had a complicated expression on his face.

This medicine has a strong smell, much weirder than ginger tea.

Pei Zhe doesn't like things with a strong taste. He used to pour two glasses of water after taking the medicine to suppress the smell of the medicine on his lips and tongue. Today, he even lay down after drinking the medicine, and he didn't look like he needed to drink water at all.

Knowing that he was very sleepy, Yun Wuyang didn't bother him anymore, and left with the medicine bowl in his hand, poured a glass of water before leaving, put it on the bench, and placed the stool next to the bed, so that Pei Zhe After waking up from a full sleep, you can touch it as soon as you reach out.

It was very quiet in the inn, only the sound of pattering rain could be heard, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, wrapped in a thick chill, looking out the window, there was no one on the bustling street.

Jin Lingjiu closed the window, took the teacup from Zuo Ping, the hot tea produced a thin crimson color on his fingertips, like crushed plum blossom juice.

He didn't drink the tea, as if he was thinking about something, with a secretive expression on his face.

Zuo Ping stood beside him quietly, as if he had gotten used to his inscrutable appearance.

"Has anyone sent him away?" Jin Lingjiu asked.

Zuo Ping answered truthfully: "She refuses to leave."

"She doesn't think it's troublesome enough? Forget it, if you want to stay, you can stay." Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, without being too entangled in this matter, "Where did Pei Zhe go today and what did he do?"

Zuo Ping saw that he was in a bad mood, and his words became more cautious, saying: "Pei Zhe went to the Yamen this morning, and left after a while. After coming out, he stood by the Huai River for a while, then went to Shili Lane, and got off with a man. Chess."

Jin Lingjiu took a sip of tea, his pale lips looked moist: "Who are you playing chess with?"

"It's an ordinary citizen." Zuo Ping paused and asked, "Master Jiu, do you need your subordinates to check his identity?"

Jin Lingjiu put down the teacup and shook his head: "Forget it, it's not a big deal."

After a while, when Zuo Ping thought he wouldn't say anything more, Jin Lingjiu frowned again, and touched his neck seemingly unintentionally: "Why don't we check it out."

Left screen: "?"

"Tsk, it hurts a bit. It's really a strong dog that can bite people." Jin Lingjiu said to himself, took a long breath, and said thoughtfully, "Go and check, did they say anything, if so, how specific is it?" What did you say."

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