Chapter 585: The Demon Venerable is Down and I’m Up 11
Although Bai Shuang knew that the boy was awake when he couldn't move before, she still had to pretend to be surprised.
"How do you know that I saved you, not that I picked you up because I had ill intentions towards you?"
Bai Shuang still didn't forget to tease the boy.
The boy said seriously: "If you really want to have bad intentions towards me, then you will touch me when you help me take a shower and eat it straight away, instead of just helping me take a shower."
The boy said it very bluntly, which can also indirectly illustrate his character.
It seems that he does not seem to be difficult to speak of these things. Compared with most ordinary men in ancient times, he is considered "open".
Bai Shuang yawned and stood up, "Since you are awake, I don't have to stay here anymore. You can rest first, I'll go back to my room to go to bed."
Bai Frost stretched and walked out.
"Wait." The boy stopped her.
"Hmm? Is there anything else?" Bai Shuang turned around.
There was no sign of anything unusual in the boy's expression. He said very normally: "Maybe I've slept for too long and I'm not sleepy at all now. Can you talk to me?"
Of course Baishuang would not refuse.
A few more candles were lit in the room, and Baishuang also asked the inn owner to make some late-night snacks.
Originally, the boss was woken up in a dream and was angry.
But Bai Shuang threw him another ingot of gold, and he immediately became energetic.
What kind of dreams do you have and what kind of beauty do you hug?
Gold is his dream, his beauty!
The chef had already gone home, and the inn owner took the initiative in person. In a short while, he brought two bowls of fragrant noodles.
There was a poached egg lying on the surface and a braised chicken leg next to it.
"If you have any questions, please call me again. I won't sleep tonight." The boss closed the door with a flattering smile.
The boy's belly was so squeezed by the fragrance of face and chicken legs that he couldn't help but scream.
He was not pretentious, so he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
His eating style is not that elegant and noble, but it looks very appetizing.
He ate very well, and his fair cheeks were stuffed with food.
It is a lucky eating habit in the mouth of the elderly.
Bai Shuang kept smiling and watching him eat.
When he finished eating a bowl of noodles and wanted to drink even the soup, Baishuang pushed his bowl of noodles over.
"Maybe it's a bit messy, hurry up and eat it." Bai Shuang said.
The boy looked at her with his dark eyes, "Aren't you hungry?"
Bai Shuang smiled lightly and supported her chin with one hand. Her face was cold and beautiful under the candlelight. "I am a cultivator and I won't feel hungry."
As soon as the three words "Cultivator" were expressed, the young man's eyes trembled slightly.
This tremor was too subtle, even Bai Shuang didn't realize it.
"Well, then I'll eat it." The boy did not refuse, and continued to eat the noodles with Baishuang.
After eating another bowl of noodles, he sighed comfortably.
"My name is Yue Wulan." The boy began to introduce himself without warning, "No father or mother, I have been wandering since I had memories.
“I have a strange disease, and every once in a while it turns out to be what you see me.
"But that look won't last long, usually three or four days.
"I usually have a sense of the disease before I get sick. I will go to places like wilderness where there are few people and find a safe place to stay.
"But this time I came too fast, and I got sick before I got to that place."
Bai Shuang knew that Yue Wulan's words must be half true and half false, because she could already confirm that Yue Wulan was not a human being.
However, the situation about this disease should be true.
"Have you ever seen a doctor? The doctor said that your disease has been cured?" Bai Shuang asked.
Yue Wulan shook his head, and he walked to the window and turned his back to Baishuang, "The doctor said that my illness was brought out of my womb.
"Maybe it was because of this disease that my parents left me behind."
The atmosphere became a little sad for a moment.
"Has!" Bai Shuang suddenly stood up, "Let it pass the past, and you have survived the difficult days."
Bai Shuang walked to Yue Wulan's side and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Yue, you forgot what I said just now? I am an immortal cultivator, an immortal cultivator, isn't it very powerful?
"Your disease is covered by me, and I will definitely find a solution for you.
"Before this, if you get sick and feel uncomfortable, let me know.
"I'll be a little more familiar with medical skills. I'll give you acupuncture and you'll be better, just like this afternoon."
Bai Shuang slapped Yue Wulan on the shoulder and almost slapped him down.
Yue Wulan grinned and covered her shoulders and shouted in pain, "I know you are an immortal cultivator, and you can't use such great energy to me, a mortal."
Yue Wulan's expression was very vivid and realistic, and it didn't seem to be pretending at all.
That would be strange.
I couldn't tell when I took his pulse before, which means he was not a human being.
But if he wasn't a human, how could he feel pain because of this little palm?
Baishuang was a little confused.
But don't worry, you can slowly explore Yue Wulan's secret.
Bai Shuang introduced herself to Yue Wulan, and the two of them said something.
Seeing that Bai Shuang was always yawning, Yue Wulan asked her to go back to the house to sleep.
However, after Bai Shuang's room door was closed, Yue Wulan's room door quietly opened a crack.
Yue Wulan looked at Bai Shuang's room through this slit.
He raised his hand, stretched out one of his slender fingers, and his fingertips rubbed a little on the rough door panel.
A blood bead squeezed out, and it floated in mid-air, like a special effect.
"Go." Yue Wulan murmured, and the blood beads shaking in the air toward Bai Shuang's door.
When the blood beads touched Bai Shuang's door, they were like a drop of water soaking into the ocean, and soon disappeared into the door.
It seems like it has never appeared.
After doing all this, Yue Wulan closed the door.
However, as soon as he closed the door, he pressed his back against the door as if he had lost his strength.
Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and his whole body seemed to be stabbed by dense needles.
This sensation of needles not only stays on the surface of the body, but also penetrates into his soul.
Yue Wulan leaned against the door and slid down, and he quickly sat on the ground and curled up.
It hurts, it hurts so much!
He fell to the ground in pain and wanted to roll around.
...
When Yue Wulan woke up again, the sky was bright outside the window.
He turned his gaze weakly and saw Bai Shuang sleeping on the table.
Yue Wulan's mind was blank for a few seconds.
He looked at himself subconsciously.
He remembered that he was in pain last night as if he was about to die on the spot, why did he be in bed again when he opened his eyes?
No matter how severe the pain was, he would never faint.
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Thanks to Sheng Jiu Xiaokee for providing the male protagonist's name: Yue Wulan