Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Ajiu, what should we do?"

Jingzhi was a little anxious. It looked like he was about to turn into a zombie. Why should he eat? Why didn’t he quickly get rid of the poison?

"Just wait and see what happens."

However, Lin Jiu seemed to be extremely calm. He did not change his expression and walked slowly towards the marshal with steady steps. He sat down opposite the marshal as if nothing had happened.

The other three looked at Lin Jiu's actions in fear, but seeing how calm he was, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down with him.

At this time, the marshal clapped his hands lightly, and the three soldiers squatting in the middle immediately began to turn.

The marshal smiled slightly, extended his hand in an invitation, and said, "Everyone, please come in!"

Qiu Sheng and Wencai had never seen such a strange scene before, and they were stunned for a moment.

When they saw plates of fresh sashimi rotating in front of them, their appetite was instantly aroused.

Without saying a word, the two of them picked up their chopsticks and started to pick up the sashimi.

As soon as the first piece of sashimi was put into their mouths, they both exclaimed "Wow" at the same time.

Then, without even bothering to talk, they quickly reached out their chopsticks to pick up the second piece and stuffed it into their mouths. While chewing it ravenously, they mumbled incoherent exclamations of praise: "Wow! Delicious!"

Lin Jiu, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but turn his head to glance over when he heard the exaggerated praise from the two.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai were enjoying their meal, as if they had completely forgotten about the general who was poisoned by the corpse.

Lin Jiu thought to himself, "Could this sashimi really be that delicious?"

He picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up a piece to try when Jingzhi grabbed his sleeve.

"Ah Jiu!" Jingzhi shouted anxiously. Seeing the Marshal looking over, she curled her lips and lowered her voice to Lin Jiu, "Some raw salmon contain parasites, and eating them can easily cause diarrhea. This Marshal has been poisoned by corpses, so we'd better be careful and don't let anything go wrong."

She glanced at the table and raised her chin slightly, indicating, "Just eat something green. I'll go out and buy you something to fill your stomach."

Of all the dishes, only the seaweed on the plate looked relatively harmless, so she thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to eat it.

So he stood up, made up an excuse to the marshal that he needed to go to the bathroom, and walked outside.

Lin Jiu was not a person who cared much about food. After hearing what Jingzhi said, he gave up the idea of ​​trying it, so he picked up a few chopsticks of seaweed and tasted it.

The taste is just average.

Lin Jiu was tasting the seaweed slowly and leisurely, but Qiu Sheng and Wencai on the other side were completely different.

They devoured the three plates of sashimi in front of them like starving ghosts.

At this time, the two men, with their bellies sticking out, watched their master pick up a piece of green stuff and stuff it into his mouth.

Qiu Sheng was a carnivore and hadn't eaten a single bite of food. He leaned in close and asked curiously:

"How is it, Master? Is it delicious?"

Lin Jiu was speechless. He felt as if the top of his head was about to be pushed open by this seemingly harmless thing.

My hands suddenly thrust into my hair uncontrollably, trying to relieve the indescribable discomfort.

However, the stimulating taste instantly made his face flush red, and even his tongue stuck out slightly involuntarily.

However, at this moment, his two apprentices were sitting beside him and watching him.

What's even worse is that his former rival, who used to be at loggerheads with him but now had a smirk on his face, was also staring at him making a fool of himself.

Lin Jiu secretly groaned in his heart, but no matter what, he had to endure the spiciness that was almost about to burst through his throat.

But physiological reactions can't lie.

As he held his breath, he felt his nose running uncontrollably and tears welling up in his eyes.

Just at this moment, a pregnant woman with a belly as big as a basket slowly walked into the house with the careful support of a woman in purple clothes.

"big dragon."

The marshal immediately came forward and said, "Wife, you are back."

Hearing the long-lost voice, Lin Jiu shuddered all over and turned around subconsciously.

When he saw who it was, his lips trembled slightly and he muttered to himself, "Sister Lian..."

"Brother Ying, you're here!"

Michelin slowly walked towards the figure.

When her eyes fell on Lin Jiu's face, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Lin Jiu's eyes were filled with tears. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with both hands and looked at himself.

Michelin felt a slight movement in his heart when he saw this.

She glanced at her husband beside her obscurely, then gently advised: "Brother Ying, don't be like this..."

"Wife~~" Hearing Michelin's gentle call, the marshal standing beside him suddenly became unhappy.

He stared at Michelin and Lin Jiu with wide eyes and jealousy, muttering, "How can you call me that..."

However, at this moment, Michelin paid no attention to the Marshal's dissatisfaction.

For some reason, seeing the two men in front of her fighting for her favor, she felt an indescribable sense of pride in her heart.

This feeling made her feel a little dizzy.

As if wanting to see more of these two men showing their concern for her, Michelle opened her red lips and said in a voice as gentle as water:

"Nianying should have told you that Dalong has a strange disease and it won't get better. You are a skilled doctor, so please help him."

While speaking, Michelin unconsciously took a step forward and moved closer to Lin Jiu.

Perhaps because she was too anxious, or perhaps she did it on purpose, she stretched out a hand and pretended to put it on Lin Jiu's arm.

At this moment, a figure rushed from behind like lightning.

It turned out to be Jingzhi.

Her face was stern and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Jingzhi reached out and grabbed the arm of Lin Jiu, who was "crying", and pulled it to the side with force.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Lin Jiu staggered.

Michelin's hand remained awkwardly in mid-air.

"Madam, please respect yourself! Since you already have a husband, you should keep your distance from other men."

Jingzhi turned her head to the side and her eyes fell on Lin Jiu, whose eyes were still red. She couldn't help but feel an indescribable pain in her heart.

She tightly grasped the packet of wife cakes that she had intended to buy to satisfy his hunger, and because she squeezed too hard, she actually squeezed it out of shape.

Michelin, who was standing aside, looked at the "young master" in front of him with suspicion, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed through his heart.

She hadn't seen her senior brother for a long time. Today they finally met again and were just about to reminisce about the past, but unexpectedly, such a Cheng Yaojin suddenly showed up to disrupt things.

Thinking of this, Michelin subconsciously took a step forward, intending to explain the reason to the other party.

However, at this moment, a sudden sharp pain suddenly struck her abdomen, catching her off guard. She couldn't help but wail out: "Ouch...it hurts!"

Hearing Michelle's painful cry, the purple-clad woman beside her changed color. She rushed forward in two steps, supported her as she was about to collapse, and said softly, "Madam, are you in pain again? Let me help you go back to your room to rest."

As if she knew Lin Jiu's ability, she kept her head down, her black hair covering most of her face. She carefully supported Michelle and walked around Lin Jiu and Jingzhi, and quickly walked into the inner room.