"What's wrong?" There was something strange about Tsing Yi.

"You didn't put salt, did you?"

I thought Tsing Yi blamed him for making too much trouble just now, and deliberately didn't put salt on him, but his bowl was tasteless.

"Let it go."

"Released?"

"yes, did you forget this bowl?" Tsing Yi thought about it seriously and made sure that he had indeed put salt in it.

I thought that the drunkard wanted to make trouble again, but seeing that the drunkard didn't look like he was joking, Tsing Yi was a little strange.

Did you really forget to put it? Or is it less?

Tsing Yi took a spoon and drank the drunkard's noodle soup, then pursed his lips, looking helpless: "Okay, don't make trouble, it's not early, let's finish eating and resting early." ”

“……”

The drunkard froze.

I took another sip of the soup, but I still felt tasteless.

He looked at Tsing Yi beside him, and saw that he didn't look like he was manipulating him, and the drunkard's heart became more and more strange.

He picked up the bottle of milk on the table and looked at the description on the bottle.

Strawberry flavored, sour.

The drunkard opened it and took a sip.

I felt it with my taste buds seriously.

It seems that it is indeed a little sour, but it is very light, as if it is tasteless.

"What's wrong with you?"

Tsing Yi saw that the drunkard was a little strange, and asked puzzledly.

“…… Not. ”

The drunkard tilted his head and drank most of the milk.

"It's quite sour, don't drink too much, eat the noodles first." Seeing that the drunkard drank the milk to the bottom at once, Tsing Yi frowned and said.

"Oh......"

The drunkard put the milk bottle back on the table and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

The more I eat it, the more unpleasant it becomes.

He has known Tsing Yi for six years, and he has been eating this noodles for four years.

The taste has always been like that, not heavy or light, but the last few times I have eaten, the taste is getting weaker and weaker.

This time, it was directly tasteless.

Could it be that he has a taste problem?

The drunkard felt a little uneasy.

In that dimly lit secret room, the man was sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed, trying to refine the corpse poison transferred from Jun Mo Yan's body.

He actually didn't know how to refine corpse poison, Nie Jiuque back then, in fact, didn't have much contact with the underworld, and when the ghosts saw him, they all took a detour.

Corpse poison was at most a small poison that couldn't be put on the table for Nie Jiuque at that time, with his skills at that time, he was caught by a powerful ghost, and he was hit by corpse poison, and he could force this poison out casually, so naturally he would not waste time learning the solution to this poison.

He had only seen the method of refining corpse poison in this ancient book, and he had not personally tried it, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

In his current situation, he can't even defeat an ordinary little demon ghost, but fortunately, this corpse poison has been successfully refined.

Seeing that the man withdrew his hand, Yeyin, who was anxiously waiting on the side, hurriedly asked, "Are you okay, master?" ”

“…… It's okay. ”

The man spoke, his voice still very weak.

"It's okay." Yeyin breathed a sigh of relief, and her hanging heart also let go.

The man rested for a while, regained some strength, and with a spread of his palm, the purple crane appeared in his palm.

"Master, what is this?"

The breath on this purple crane ...... It seems to be with the lady.

The man looked at the purple crane in his palm, his eyes were gentle, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and a smile spread at the corners of his mouth.

"Ying'er gave it to me."

The man spoke, and his words were full of sweetness.

This thing didn't have Ying'er before, so when it comes to it, it's actually Wen Xiaoai.

But it's all the same.

"Madame? Could it be that Madame remembered her master? Seeing the tenderness on the man's face, Yeyin thought that Wen Xiaoai remembered something.

“…… Not. The man's eyes darkened instantly.