Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 1789 I want pills
For the whole month of March, Mo Aotian relied on the Taoist elixir to calm his internal energy, and did not touch Zhao Wanru again.

For one thing, Zhao Wanru just had a miscarriage, and the doctor ordered her to.

Secondly, Zhao Wanru avoided him intentionally or unintentionally, so that whenever he became interested and wanted to ignore the doctor's orders, he lost interest because of Zhao Wanru's eyes and avoiding posture.

Today, according to the time, Mo Aotian can go to sleep in Zhao Wanru's room.

Standing in front of the door, I saw that the lights in the house had been extinguished early.

Mo Aotian's eyes were gloomy.

It's not that Mo Aotian doesn't have women, on the contrary, he has a lot of women, he doesn't have any kind of woman he wants, in fact, he's already tired of Zhao Wanru, but Zhao Wanru has the kind of physique that is beneficial to him, she must be the one.

Tonight, he lost interest, thinking about having a good talk with her tomorrow.

In fact, Mo Aotian also knew in his heart that Zhao Wanru was frightened.

That night, the maid was too ignorant to control herself, so she killed her by mistake.

The night was too violent, and the corpse was indeed a bit horrible.

When he calmed down, he was also frightened when he saw the corpse, let alone Zhao Wanru.

Zhao Wanru must be afraid that she will end up like that maid...

Mo Aotian turned around with a sullen face, instead of going back to the house, he went to find the Taoist priest.

The elixir given by the Taoist was exactly three months.

I thought that after three months, there would be no need for pills, and there would be Zhao Wanru.

Now it seems that we still need some more pills.

After letting out a breath, Mo Aotian's snot flowed down uncontrollably.

He has already seen a doctor, and he doesn't have a cold, but for some reason, he always snorts and bleeds out his nose.

Feeling more and more heavy, he finally came to the residence of the Taoist priest.

When the Taoist priests saw the distinguished guests visiting late at night, they hurriedly swept the couch to welcome them.

With a superior attitude, Mo Aotian squinted at him, and said lightly: "Pillion."

Originally thought that this time would be the same as before, the Taoist priest offered the elixir with both hands without any effort.

But this time, the Taoist showed a troubled expression: "This... the elixir is... gone."

"No more?" Mo Aotian sullenly stretched out his hand to touch the medicine gourd on the Taoist's waist.

Usually, Taoist priests get the elixir from here.

But upside down, upside down, nothing.

There is not even a single elixir.

The Taoist looked embarrassed: "Didn't my lord say that from today onwards, I don't need it? Didn't you...have found someone to help you..."

"Don't worry about it so much! You give me the elixir! I want it now!"

Mo Aotian ordered in an orderly tone, staring at the Taoist priest fiercely, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he was about to go into a rage.

The Taoist sighed, his face full of embarrassment: "My lord, medicinal materials, materials, are not so easy to find. The poor Taoist emptied out the treasures of the gymnasium for hundreds of years, and only now can make up the amount for three months, because the lord doesn't need it any more." , During these three months, Pindao didn’t collect those medicines anymore...My lord, I can’t afford to take this pill for a long time, you forgot what Pindao said, this medicine is expensive, probably not as cheap as Zhaixing Tower.”

Mo Aotian's expression darkened even more when he thought of the Sunrise Fighting Gold, which is still a big hole that cannot be blocked.

He remembered that the ancient tomb was robbed.

Ancient tombs, as long as there are ancient tombs, there will be a steady stream of silver.

Pills, Zhaixing Tower, are nothing!
Mo Aotian red-eyed and reprimanded: "You don't need to worry about this, you give me the elixir, as long as you are in charge of alchemy!"

"But Poor Dao today... really doesn't have any pills..."

"Drug! I want pill! Pill..." Mo Aotian roared furiously, losing control of his emotions.

(End of this chapter)