Xing Fang knelt down in front of Xia Yuanqiu with a plop, knocked her head to the ground, and choked with sobs: "Thank you, Miss, for saving my life. Fang'er is willing to repay her with her life."
Xia Yuanqiu hurriedly helped her up and said angrily: "Who wants the life of a stinky girl like you? You two live well and often hang out in front of my eyes, which is the best reward for me. Do you know that I haven't seen you these days? Both Zhu Yan and I felt like something was missing."
Zhu Yan hurriedly waved his hands: "I don't think so. Without these two guys in the way, I feel much more comfortable."
Everyone laughed, and they were all amused by Zhu Yan, as if all their worries were gone.
After chatting for a while, Xia Yuanqiu urged Xing Ying to take a rest, while she and Zhu Yan went to the medicinal field and planted the ghost grass in the wooden box in the medicinal field.
Although the ghost grass is half dead, it is not dead. As long as it is planted in this medicinal field, the ghost grass will be alive tomorrow morning.
Before meeting her master's son, she didn't dare to judge whether the ghost grass would be effective on him. It was always right to keep it first.
The two slept in the wooden house for a night, and in the morning they left the space and returned to the stone room, only to see Mo Tiandu standing in the stone room with an ugly expression.
As soon as Mo Tiandu saw the two of them appearing, his ugly face softened.
Zhu Yan smiled and said: "It seems that the sect master thought we had escaped."
Mo Tiandu had an embarrassed look on his face and muttered: "As soon as I woke up, I saw no trace of you, and it was inevitable that I would not suspect that you entered this demon sect without your original intention."
Xia Yuanqiu said: "Master, since I called you master, I will never regret it again, let alone leave quietly. Master, please rest assured."
Mo Tiandu nodded: "It's just my teacher who is being cautious. I won't do it next time."
Xia Yuanqiu glanced behind Mo Tiandu and saw no one, so he asked: "Master, where is my cousin?"
Mo Tiandu said: "Don't worry, I gave him a drink of my blood just before coming here. He is resting now. When he regains consciousness, someone will bring him over to meet you."
Xia Yuanqiu nodded, and finally let go of his worries, he smiled and said, "Master, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"
Mo Tiandu shook his head: "I never eat in the morning."
Xia Yuanqiu said: "How can you do it if you don't eat? Just wait, I will make breakfast for you. It will be ready in a while."
The kitchen in the Demon Gate is very simple and lacks some things. Xia Yuanqiu simply enters the space by himself and uses all the tools in the space to cook. The ingredients are also ready-made, including the eggs Xing Ying picked up from the chicken coop, and some food he prepared in advance. Add some flour, add some milk, mix it into an egg paste, spread out a lot of thin dough, then cut fresh green vegetables into shreds and serve it cold, and roast a duck fillet, add dipping sauce, authentic slices The leather duck is freshly baked.
When Xia Yuanqiu appeared in the stone room with a fragrant roast duck, Mo Tiandu was chatting with Zhu Yanhai, telling some interesting things about the world.
Mo Tiandu has never had a good meal since his wife passed away, and he doesn't care about the way to eat. But when the roast duck with the fragrance of osmanthus was brought to him, he couldn't help it. Swallowed hard.
He pointed to the roast duck on the table in disbelief and asked, "Girl, did you make this?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "Of course I did it, otherwise who else would do it?"
Zhu Yan said: "Yuan Qiu's craftsmanship is very good. Now I almost can't even eat without her."