It's late at night.

Since his house was still requisitioned by Jingyesi, Lu Jiu did not dare to go back rashly, so he simply found an inn that had not closed yet to check in.

After paying the money, I entered my room under the guidance of the waiter.

Lu Jiu has never liked to feel wronged himself, so he should live in the inn's Tianzi Room.

I have to admit that compared to this room, he lived in a doghouse before.

The inn comes with a boiler room, the faucet above the bathtub is filled with hot water, and there are also some baskets of rose petals brought in by the waiter and a snack plate containing a few slices of watermelon and dried fruits. The steam is mixed with the aroma of flowers and fruits, which are all free gifts from the inn.

First take off the clean clothes covered by the outside, and then I struggled to pull off the clothes that were soaked with blood.

Raising his hand to wipe away the mist on the mirror, Lu Jiu checked his injuries.

Less than two hours after the injury, the penetration wound of the left arm had not yet completely healed, but it strangely stopped bleeding, and the wound on the chest had already scabbed, but it looked a little newer than the previous scar.

This recovery ability is terrifying, but Lu Jiu did not look much joy on his face, because he realized from the beginning that this recovery ability would have to pay!

While staying still, he could feel the blood in his body being consumed at a terrifying speed, as if a hungry beast that feeds on blood was hiding in his body.

If it weren't for the blood of a part of the gray-feathered crow before, Lu Jiu would probably be in a state of weakness of excessive blood loss again.

This time, there was no suitable blood nearby for him to replenish...

Now, even though Lu Jiu is slow, he realizes that the energy that maintains his body's functions is most likely through the energy that exists in the blood when his heartbeat is lost. These energy does not exist permanently, and they will be consumed due to various situations.

For example, strenuous exercise and recovery from injuries.

This means that normal people will die if they don’t eat or drink water. Lu Jiu may be able to last longer in this situation, but once they enter a state of blood loss, if they are not replenished, they may not be able to become a real corpse!

Moreover, Lu Jiu could feel that his daily activities were consuming energy in the blood in his body all the time, which made Lu Jiu have to find a way to drink blood that could provide his body energy, otherwise he might experience physical failure.

The problem is that he only has a small part of the blood in the bamboo tube, and he is unsure of how long it can last!

"If I had known that I should have brought the crow with me, I might have squeezed out some more blood...ah~"

He patted his forehead with some annoyance, stepped into the bathtub, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

He leaned against the edge of the bathtub and hung his left arm outside, while half of his face was shrouded in the water, recalling the various battle scenes he had seen near his home in his mind.

There is no doubt that there are extraordinary abilities in this world.

Ruan Qingyu's reflex nerves and movement power are different from ordinary people. The control group of crows and the pair of wings that extinguish the flames are undoubtedly more eye-catching.

Lu Jiu's own strength is also beyond the scope of ordinary people. Although he cannot compare with the two above, this does not prevent him from starting to think about whether this world is "the supreme martial arts world, the treasure sword slays the dragon", or "competing for the immortal road, walking alone on the road".

At the same time, the weapons and props in Ruan Qingyu's hand made Lu Jiu even think of some real war weapons... Even existences at the level of the Crow would be almost forced to a dead end by a mechanical can that could instantly detonate a huge fireball.

If the imagined mechanical monster also exists in this world, then it will be truly lively.

Of course, Lu Jiu is more concerned about how he should contact that world. His current body obviously cannot be judged by common sense. Maybe he has to find a way to find someone who knows this and asks him carefully.

After staying in the bathroom for half an hour and eliminating most of the fatigue on his body, Lu Jiu came out wearing a silk pajamas prepared by the waiter in advance.

It's not the time to sleep yet.

He placed the mahogany box obtained from the crow on the table. When he fell asleep, he did not close the box. Naturally, Lu Jiu secretly saw everything.

I took out the things inside one by one, worked hard for most of the night, and finally it was time to get the harvest.

First, there was a leather wallet. Lu Jiu flipped through it and found a total of 3 golden leaves and a pile of scattered coins. This was undoubtedly a surprise for him. With this money, he would no longer have to shrink his hands and feet in the future investigation.

A silver-gray revolver and a dozen bullets scattered everywhere in the wooden box probably didn't think that killing Lu Jiu, an ordinary man, would have to shoot. A gray-feathered crow could easily solve the problem by just a gray-feathered crow, or worrying that shooting would reveal his position, so the crow did not bring it with him.

Lu Jiu held the gun in his hand and played with it for a while and then put it back. According to the memory of his predecessor, gun control was implemented in various parts of the Shuoming Dynasty. Except for the government agencies, only some special professions could hold guns. If he, a small visitor, was found on the street with a gun, he would definitely have to be imprisoned.

In fact, even the two short knives of the crow were left in their original place by Lu Jiu, because the word "crow" was clearly engraved on the hilt of the knife, and holding it in his hand was undoubtedly causing trouble for himself.

A pickup order marked on the top of the "Liu Craftsmanship Factory" clearly states that on May 3, the 23rd year of Shenglong, the Craftsmanship entrusted the Liu Craftsmanship to create a mask, invested 10 silver dollars, and picked up the goods a week later.

Lu Jiu remembers that today is May 7th, which means that there are three days left to pick up the goods. The mask made of 10 silver dollars is a little curious about what it is.

A map marked with the description should be outside Qingding City. There is also a pentagonal black metal card wrapped in the map. The former does not have a formal map comparison, and Lu Jiu does not know where it is, but the latter does not understand the meaning at all, so he glanced briefly and put it back.

In the end, there were only two bottles of pills left, and some ointments to deal with the injuries.

He poured out a pill and put it in his hand. Lu Jiu suddenly smelled some familiar smell, and approached him and sniffed it. After thinking about it, he swallowed one more directly.

Not long after, Lu Jiu could clearly feel that this medicine was beneficial to the body's recovery. Not only that, it seemed that it could also fill a part of the blood... the amount was not large, but it was indeed effective.

"Is this medicine covered with demon blood?"

Holding the bottle, Lu Jiu looked at the label "Gingerchia Hall" on the bottle in surprise. No wonder Sanya was seriously injured but did not go to the clinic immediately but returned to his residence. When he was tied up before, Lu Jiu also noticed that the injuries on his body had stabilized. This medicine was obviously not an ordinary person.

After writing down the name of this medicine shop, Lu Jiu was still worried about how to get the blood she needed, but unexpectedly found a way out.
Chapter completed!