The room at the inn is also made of stone. The walls and ceilings inside are decorated with potted vines, dressed like natural caves. The ground is covered with wooden floors and a fireplace in the corners. In the cold outside, the room is still as warm as spring.

The room arranged by Liu Mouzhi for them has three independent bedrooms, connected by the living room in the middle.

After sending Zheng Qiu and the other two to the room, Liu Mouzhi hurriedly ran out. After a while, he brought a large basket of clothes.

These clothes include robes, long skirts, vests and short jackets, with different styles and sizes, but the colors of these clothes are all white, and the words "dry clouds" are embroidered on the sleeves and lapels.

Liu Mouzhi told them that these clothes were produced by Ganyun Sect and were called Ganyun weaving and embroidery. Each piece is of high value and is a new product of Ganyun Sect. How can you buy it outside?

Zheng Qiu picked a short jacket for himself. When choosing, the dust on his hands was stained with other clothes in the basket.

Zheng Qiu quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't dirty it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose."

Liu Mouzhi didn't care: "Oh, no need to apologize. Look!"

He picked up the dirty clothes, poured a glass of water and sprinkled it on the surface of the clothes, and then wiped his palms over the clothes: "Look, this will be clean, there is no dust at all."

"Wow, it's amazing!"

"That's natural. This dry cloud weaving embroidery uses special materials, which are not stained with dust, do not enter water, and are light and breathable. Moreover, the surface of this dress can be made of other colors and embroidered with any pattern. More than twenty sects have already set up sect uniforms for us. If you like it, you can choose some more."

Zheng Qiu shook his head: "No, no, Brother Mou Zhi, you gave us one piece. We are already very grateful. I can't afford to take this favor again."

The master also expressed his support: "This clothes are so expensive, so why don't you take them back? We can wear them after washing them."

Liu Mouzhi hid the basket behind him: "You are so disgusting. You have Yunfu Talismans, and that is the people from me who are from the Yunsect. Since they are my own people, it is appropriate to use the good things distributed in the sect. I won't disturb you to change them and have a rest. Dinner is on the second floor. You can choose what you like to eat."

After Liu Mouzhi left, the three of them went back to the bathroom to change their clothes. The bathroom was in the bedroom, and it was a small compartment made of wooden boards. There was a wooden barrel full of water on the floor of the compartment. A thin bamboo pole hangs from the ceiling above the barrel, and clean water kept flowing out of it.

Zheng Qiu touched the bamboo pole left and right, and studied it for a long time, but he just couldn't figure out why there was endless flow of water in the bamboo pole. Forget it, if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't do it. Zheng Qiu scooped up the water from the wooden barrel, washed it well, and changed into Ganyun Sect's white short jacket.

Not to mention, this dress called Ganyun Zhixiu is really comfortable, light and soft. He bent over and stretched his back, and felt much more relaxed.

Changing clothes was very hard for Yunyou. Although Zheng Qiu and his master knew this, it was not convenient to help. The two could only boil water and make tea in the living room, and wait slowly on the chair.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened. About an hour later, Yunyou moved her wheelchair out of the bedroom with her long wet hair. "Sorry, let you wait for so long."

"It's okay, it's okay." Zheng Qiu handed over a cup of hot tea, "Sister Yunyou is more beautiful than before, and it's worth waiting for this time."

"Zheng Qiu! I'm so slick, when will I do it? I won't learn well at all."

"I'm telling the truth."

"Okay, okay, let's go and finish the meal soon, don't miss the time." The master touched Zheng Qiu's head and turned to Yunyou's back to push the wheelchair.

"Well, the master is right, have a meal first!"

There is a small restaurant on the second floor of the inn. All the food is placed on the wooden rack near the inner side of the restaurant. People who come to eat can use it at will. Zheng Qiu was very excited before entering the restaurant, but when it was time to eat, he was full of two words of depression.

All I eat on the wooden rack is fruits and vegetables, and all I drink in the bottle is unknown water or dew. What’s more, there is a plate with a few wooden sticks, so it’s so difficult to make people use chopsticks.

As the master said, people who eat dan pills just pretend to behave and have no fun at all.

He grabbed a fruit and took a bite viciously. Zheng Qiu tried hard to chew and looked at Yunyou opposite the table. Yunyou also had a helpless look on her face. Since her cultivation level wasted, she had to eat rice and other things every time. If she didn't eat it, her stomach would tell her what hunger was.

There was also a practitioner sitting by the restaurant window. He was a slightly fat middle-aged man. The man was originally enjoying the scenery outside the window, and from time to time he picked up the fruit cut into small pieces from the plate and put them into his mouth. But when he saw three people in the restaurant keep gnawing on the fruit, the plates piled higher and higher one after another, he was stunned.

The man picked up the fruit that had not been cut in front of him and looked at it. His face was full of doubt. It was not a treasure. Is it that delicious? He hesitated for a while, put the fruit to his mouth, and bit it as he learned to do so.

After confirming that it was the same thing and the same taste, the man quickly put the fruit down. Where did the country bumpkin come from? Could it be that he still wanted to fill his stomach with this? The man shook his head and couldn't stand it anymore. He drank the water from the cup in one sip, stood up and left the restaurant in a hurry.

Bang, when the fortieth empty plate was piled on the table, Zheng Qiu finally burped. He rubbed his stomach and leaned on the back of the chair, Zheng Qiu stuck out his tongue: "Uh, I'm finally full, I don't know if these fruits are hungry."

Yunyou sighed: "These foods are all prepared for practitioners, and it is already too much for us to eat so much."

"By the way," the master finished gnawing the last fruit, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Don't we still have a piece of cake? Let's go back and divide it!"

"Yes, yes, there is still a cake!" Zheng Qiu stood up and couldn't wait to walk out. As soon as he ran out of the restaurant, he turned back.

"You can't leave Sister Yunyou, Sister Yunyou also wants to eat it."

After eating the cake, the three of them rested well for a night. They thought they would eat fruits the next day to satisfy their hunger, but when they arrived at the restaurant in the morning, they found a large pot of rice on the wooden rack, and there were five dishes, meat, fish, soup and soup next to the rice.

Needless to say, it can be guessed that this must have been arranged by Liu Mouzhi. I don’t know where he got these things, and they were still steaming.

There were very few people in the inn. Except for Liu Mouzhi and the man he met during his first dinner, Zheng Qiu only saw two middle-aged women working and another practitioner wearing a vest.

After the bamboo poles running water in the bathroom, Zheng Qiu discovered another strange place. The fire in the living room fireplace was burning every day, but no one came to add firewood, and he didn't know what was burning inside.
Chapter completed!