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Feimo carefully stroked forward and moved over little by little; he remembered that there were steps beside Qian Misheng's bed, so he must not be tripped over.

Qian Weisheng felt tired when he heard his movement, so he said: "Don't move, be careful not to fall, just shout, let An Yi come and light the lamp for you."

"An Yi?" Fei Mo thought for a while, and felt that it was unnecessary. Originally, Chimisheng didn't want people to see him like this, and even blew out his lantern, why bother to let An Yi come over again?

"It's okay, the little one can see clearly." Fei Mo continued to touch, "The little one brought the medicinal wine brewed in the inn before, and it's very useful."

Hearing the rustling sound under the bed, Qian Weisheng suppressed the soreness and asked in a normal tone as much as possible: "You can still make wine in the inn? Doesn't it mean that the house in the inn is not good? Is there a place?"

Fei Mo kicked the steps beside Qian Misheng's bed, squatted down, and half-focused on answering Qian Misheng's question, so as to divert his attention.

"I have to brew it if there is no place, so I sent a can to the shopkeeper." Fei Mo sat on the steps, raised her hand and fumbled for the edge of Qian Misheng's bed, "The inn is very hard, and my hands and feet are almost useless after a day. , if there is no this medicinal wine, I am afraid that a half-month-old child will not be able to hold on."

The work outside is really tiring, and there is only so little money for a day of hard work, which is only enough to live on my own, and I may not be able to save the money to marry a wife in my whole life.

Especially Fei Mo, who hadn't experienced much hardship before, was really uncomfortable at the beginning when he went to work in the inn. Many places on his body were congested, bruised, and sore, which was terrible.

Fei Mo touched the edge of Qian Weisheng's bed, crawled over, found Qian Weisheng's hand, and put the medicinal wine in his hand: "Master, this is really useful, old recipe, you should apply it frequently, and it will last a day." Twice, at least get a good night's sleep."

The jar I bought was still hot, so it should have been sent by Fei Moth just after it was warmed up.

Fei Mo patted Qian Weisheng's arm and said, "The little one is leaving first, door master, remember to wipe it."

"Wait." Qian Weisheng grabbed Fei Mo's hand, was silent for a while, and only said, "The rain is so heavy, let's go later."

As soon as the voice fell, the window was illuminated by lightning, and in an instant, the room was brightened into daylight; Fei Moth suddenly turned her head to look at the window, and thunder fell, deafening.

"Boom—"

Fei Mo was frightened, the voice was so loud... that made the hairs stand on the back, and the heart still had lingering fear.

Qian Weisheng sat up and patted Fei Mo's back: "Okay, okay, it's just thunder, don't be afraid."

"...Master, the little one is not afraid..." Fei Mo explained helplessly, "It was just a sudden shock...Master, the little one will not be left behind. You should rub the medicinal wine well."

"That way, be careful, go through the long corridor." Qian Weisheng didn't force him to stay, his legs had countless intertwined scars, if Fei Moth could not see them, it was better not to.

Fei Mo nodded, and then thought that Qian Misheng might not be able to see clearly in the dark, so she said, "The little one is leaving first, and the door master should go to bed early after cleaning."

"it is good."

It rained all night, and thunder beat all night too, making it so noisy that no one could sleep well.

Fei Mo tossed and turned, and only squinted for a while after Lei was young, he hadn't slept for long, and it was dawn again, he had to get up to prepare breakfast and hot water for Qian Weisheng.

If you used medicinal wine the night before, you must have that smell all over your body, so you have to wash it off with hot water.

The hot water was delivered to Qian Misheng's room, but Fei Mo didn't enter behind the screen, and asked loudly through the screen: "Master, is the medicinal wine useful? If the effect is not good, I will brew another one for you later."

Qian Misheng was still sitting on the bed in a daze, last night was his first good night's sleep in a long time, he had no dreams all night, and he would not be woken up by his sore legs until Fei Moth called him.

It turned out that his legs had been hurting all the time, and he thought he couldn't sleep because he didn't want to sleep.

"Sect Master?" Fei Mo shouted again after waiting for Qian Weisheng's answer.

"Ah... I woke up, what did you ask just now?" Qian Weisheng came back to his senses, and began to dress himself slowly.

Fei Mo put down the bucket, leaned closer to the screen and said, "The little one just asked, is that medicinal wine useful? Do you need to change the prescription?"

Qian Weisheng put on his clothes, walked outside the screen with bare feet, touched the face of Xiao Feimo who was suddenly frightened, and said, "You don't need to change it, it's very useful."

"You, you, you..." Fei Mo stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"What's wrong with me?" Qian Weisheng looked at Fei Mo with a half-smile, and kindly helped him close his wide-open mouth.

Fei Mo covered her face in horror: "Master of the sect?"

Qian Misheng laughed: "It's me."

"Ke Ke...legs..." Fei Mo gestured at something at a loss, then pointed to Qian Weisheng's legs, very flustered.

"What's wrong with the leg?" Qian Weisheng bent down and looked at Fei Mo, "I heard that you asked Anyi why I didn't go to Xueshen to heal my leg? But your medicinal wine is very effective."

Fei Mo embarrassedly covered her face again, cursing An Yi and An Si in her heart, saying, "I'm sorry, Sect Master, I don't know that your legs are good..."