Raiders of Abuse Scum

Chapter 2523 The proprietress of the black shop 11 Jiujiu is used to enjoying Qiye's service, only to know that the housekeeper who hurried over saw Qiye serving Jiujiu, his jaw almost dropped to the ground .

This, the man who wiped this woman's hair is their young master?

He must not have woken up and was dreaming.

After wiping Jiujiu's hair, Qiye turned around and saw the housekeeper with a suspicious expression on his face.

Butler: "Slave, let someone clean it up now. The food is ready, should I ask someone to serve it?"

Qiye nodded: "Let's put it up."

Because her hair was not completely dry, Jiujiu simply let her hair loose and had dinner with Qiye.

Hurry up early in the morning and eat a candied haws now, but Jiujiu is starved to death.

As the richest man in the country, the skills of the cooks in Wansan Mansion are comparable to those of the imperial cooks, and eating a meal of Jiujiu makes one feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Satisfied, Jiujiu lay down on the deck chair in the yard to bask in the sun.

Eating fresh melons and fruits transported from Tubo, drinking sour plum soup that clears away heat and relieving summer heat, and freshly baked delicious pastries at hand, this day is really not for the gods.

After enjoying it, Jiujiu suddenly admired Qiye a little.

After all, not everyone can resist these enjoyments, and travel thousands of miles to the desert to suffer. From this point of view, Qiye can't be called delicate.

In the afternoon, Qiye deliberately took Jiujiu to Zuixianlou to eat the most famous special dishes in the capital. After eating and drinking, he took Jiujiu to visit the unique night ceremony in the capital, and then walked towards Wansan Mansion slowly. go.

Qiye's dawdling at this moment is in stark contrast to the cheers when he brought himself out just now, Jiujiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, don't you want to go back?"

Qiye shook her head like a rattle.

From the capital to the desert, he hadn't seen Master for almost a year, so he naturally wanted to see Master soon, but...

Thinking that the master might use family law against him, Qiye was a little afraid. It was too shameful to be spanked with a bamboo stick by Wansan in front of Jiujiu.

Seven Nights Dead Duck stubbornly defended: "I didn't,

I just ate too much just now, and I was a little overwhelmed. "

"Really?" Jiujiu looked at Qiye suspiciously, since most of the food went into her stomach just now, how can Qiye eat more?

Regarding Jiujiu's question, Qiye nodded vigorously, "Really, I really ate too much."

After Qiye finished speaking, he touched his belly very realistically, trying to prove that he really ate too much and not that he didn't want to go back.

Seeing Qiye's bulging belly, Jiujiu followed Qiye slowly towards Wansan's mansion with suspicion.

Even though Qiye walked very slowly, the road has an end after all, especially Wansan's mansion is very close to the night market.

Looking at the mansion in front of her eyes, Qiye shivered and hid behind Jiujiu like a petite and weak girl.

Jiujiu felt that Qiye was hiding something from herself.

Under Qiye's trepidation, the two finally met Wansan.

Different from the amiable fat man in Jiujiu's imagination, Wansan is very thin, showing a kind of morbid emaciation. When he saw Jiujiu and Qiye coming over, Wansan had a look of surprise on his face, and he couldn't take his eyes off him. Looking at Jiujiu, he asked Qiye, "Who is this?"

Seeing that Wansan didn't want to start a family law against him as he imagined, Qiye breathed a sigh of relief and introduced Jiujiu to Wansan: "Master, this is Doctor Baiji's apprentice, um..."

When talking about Jiujiu's name, Qiye got stuck for a moment.

From now on, he has been calling the shopkeeper's shopkeeper. It wasn't until now when he introduced Wansan that he didn't know Jiujiu's name.

I don't even know the name of the shopkeeper I get along with day and night,

Seven nights, the whole person was wilted.

Feeling the heavy loss emanating from Qiye, Jiujiu hurriedly said, "My name is Jiujiu."

"It turned out to be Miss Nine. It's a pleasure to meet you. I wonder if Brother Bai is okay now?" Wan San asked Bai Ji in the tone of a parent like an ordinary old man.

Jiujiu: "My master, he passed away three years ago."

"What?"

Hearing Jiujiu say that Baiji had passed away, Wan San's expression changed instantly, and he instantly aged a dozen years. He slumped on the chair and murmured, "He, he went there without waiting for me."

Wansan lost his mind for a long time before he raised his head and smiled bitterly at Jiujiu: "Let Miss Jiu watch the joke."

Wansan seemed to be talking to Jiujiu and also to himself: "Brother Bai is my best friend in this life, and also my great benefactor."

That winter was extremely cold, and he almost froze to death in the ruined temple because he had no thick clothes.

It was Baiji who bought warm and thick clothes for him and gave him enough money to start a small business to support himself.

Because of Baiji's words, he worked hard to do business, from one or two small stalls to a big business all over the province, and he saw Baiji again.

He was finally able to stand in front of Baiji in a fair manner and tell Baiji that he was the beggar back then.

The two of them became close friends who talked about everything.

After the accident in Yaowang Valley, he felt more uncomfortable than anyone else. He hurried to Yaowang Valley and saved Qiye, who was still ignorant, while the gangsters were not paying attention.

But at this time, he heard the news that Bai Ji had retired from the world.

Over the years, he kept sending people to search, and finally found out that Baiji had opened a restaurant in the desert. He was afraid that he would not be able to call Baiji back, so he wanted to use an excuse to see a doctor for Qiye and let Baiji return to the Central Plains.

No matter if Baiji wanted to take revenge, or to rebuild Yaowang Valley, he would accompany them all, but he never thought that Baiji was gone.

He has been friends with Baiji for many years, so how can he not know the physical condition of Baiji.

Bletilla striata is not seriously ill, it is clearly a heart disease.

All these years of anticipation came to nothing in an instant, and Wansan felt bitter in his heart. After all, he was one step too late. If he had known that Bletilla striata was in the desert a few years ago, he would have rushed there earlier. Let yourself die.

The two have been friends for many years, and in the end they never even saw each other for the last time. Wansan looked at Jiujiu as if he lost his soul, and said, "I wonder if Miss Xiaojiu can tell you, but does Baiji still have a wish?"

Jiujiu: "My master died in depression because of the destruction of Yaowang Valley. What he missed most in his life was the blood poisoning of Yaowanggu's direct lineage. This junior dared to hope that senior would help me to avenge my master. "

Jiujiu knelt down on one knee, looked at Wansan and paused every word: "Because of the destruction of my Medicine King Valley, my master died with hatred, even if he didn't say it, I understand, he wants revenge, Jiujiu alone Bo, I hope that senior can help me."