They gathered together, whispering to each other and didn't know what they were saying.

"It's out..."

One of them whispered in a deep voice, while the others immediately stood up straight and stood still.

In one yard, the corner door opened and a figure bent over and came out.

Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly widened: "Mr. Tang..."

Under the faint moonlight, with her eyesight, she could see the figure clearly.

"It's him..."

It's indeed Mr. Tang!!

But how could he be here?

What are you doing here?!

Mr. Tang stood at the door, his eyes moved slightly towards the direction where Ling Luoyu was, and finally waved at the people.

"According to the original plan, you will make arrangements!"

"yes!"

The crowd of people in black clothes and cloak retreated one after another, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Tang turned around and entered the courtyard.

Ling Luoyu hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and flashed into the small yard.

Before entering the door, she smelled a strong smell of medicine and couldn't help but frown.

"What kind of medicine is this..."

There is also a strong fishy smell in the smell of medicine.

"It's blood..."

After a heavy breath, Ling Luoyu also became alert.

The smell of blood is mixed with an indescribable smell, which smells strange.

In the middle of the yard are three wooden houses, with side rooms on both sides.

However, in the side room at this time, there were only three houses in the middle, brightly lit.

Hesitating—

“Come in…”

Mr. Tang's voice came from the main house.

Ling Luoyu's eyes shrank slightly, raised his hand to dress up and pushed the door open.

In the room, misty mist floated.

There were three small stoves in the corner, and three small medicine jars were sitting.

Mr. Tang was squatting in front of one of the medicine jars, stirring the medicine residue inside.

"I didn't expect that you were here too..."

He picked up some medicine residue, looked carefully through the light, and then opened a ceramic jar at his feet, picked out a bloody bone, and threw it into the medicine jar.

"Mr. Tang, why are you here?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes flew around, and his eyebrows frowned even more.

"I thought..."

The decorations in the room are very simple, but they are still clean and tidy.

Near the east window, there is a bed, with a green curtain hanging on the bed, and it is impossible to see clearly.

But it's vague, you can see someone inside.

"Who is it..."

A hoarse and strenuous voice came from the bed, and then a thin and withered hand stretched out a corner of the curtain.

It seems that it is necessary to pick up the curtain.

"Is it Qing'er..."

"no……"

Mr. Tang stood up, looked at Ling Luoyu meaningfully, and walked towards the bed.

"It's time to take medicine..."

The withered hands hung down in despair, and hung weakly on the edge of the bed.

"I thought... Qing'er is back..."

"Come on, take medicine..."

Mr. Tang seemed to have heard nothing, but just picked up the medicine bowl on the footstool of the bed and lifted the curtain.

The moment the curtain was lifted, Ling Luoyu saw a thin figure curled up.

"Come on, be careful..."

Mr. Tang slowly helped the man up and brought the medicine bowl on it.

"Drink slowly..."

A bowl of soup, but the other party drank five or six times.

After each time he took the medicine, he had to breathe a few times and hummed hard before he could swallow it.

"Tangtang...my rotten body is afraid I won't be able to wait for Qing'er to come back..."
Chapter completed!