"Get up, eat, the sun has found its butt!" Three days later, Rikka was shouting loudly, holding a pan in one hand and a spatula in the other.
That day, Rikka was dancing around in her dream, and finally accidentally hit Boom. It was the latter's cry of pain that woke Rikka from the nightmare.
The shamanic ointment was indeed very effective. After only a few dozen hours, Boom's body temperature returned to normal and he even ate a lot of food.
But the problems that followed were the daily trivial matters of human beings. I saw Boom leaning on the bed like an old man. Now he asked Rikka to bring him a glass of warm water, and then he asked him to help him walk in.
Toilet.
But Rikka seems to be happy with these things. Because in her heart, it would be great if Boom can survive. She is a contracted beast and should serve her master.
But she also has her own little tsundere. The water she handed to Boom was surprisingly hot, there were peels left on the oranges, and she even hummed a nursery rhyme outside the toilet.
Seeing this, Boom had no choice but to raise his hands and surrender, praising the other party's cleverness while eating fried eggs and sausages.
"What do you want to do today, brother? Do you want someone to tell you a story?" After finishing washing the dishes, Rikka squatted next to Boom and asked.
"I'm not a child, why didn't you tell me to take pictures of me sleeping?" Boom looked at Rikka dumbfounded and picked up the new issue of Magic Monthly.
"Hehe, I will go to the market area later and buy some fresh vegetables. I will make vegetable and beef porridge tonight!" Rikka said as she put on her gray linen hood.
"Brother, please stay at home. You are not allowed to go out except to go to the toilet." After leaving these words, Rikka left with the bamboo basket.
Boom smiled when he heard this, and then began to flip through the books in his hands. He knew that Rikka cared about him, but this kind of baby-like life was really awkward.
"The stitches will be removed in a few days, and the practice that has been delayed for so many days must be made up as soon as possible." Boom thought.
Walking out of the gate, passing through the black market, and standing on the bluestone road in Aogu City. Rikka felt like she was reborn, which was a blessing that brought her mood ups and downs.
As Boom's injury improved, the resentment in her heart gradually diminished, and she no longer even thought about that damn noble young man.
Through yesterday's painstaking study, after reading several books, Rikka had a general understanding of some nursing knowledge. She also knew what Boom can and cannot do now.
The market area was right in front of her, so Rikka gathered her thoughts and walked slowly. She was a frequent visitor here, so she naturally knew where to buy the freshest vegetables.
Two cans of milk, ten eggs, carrots with dirt on them, and potatoes with smoother surfaces, the better. As for ale, it has become the biggest taboo in recent days.
Carrying the bamboo basket, Rikka walked out of the market area contentedly. However, just as he was about to go home, he was attracted by a commotion.
Standing on the barrel, Rikka looked at the old man who was surrounded by the crowd. He was holding a cloth bag in his hand and staring at the shop owner angrily.
"This is the treasure my son paid for with his life. You can't say it's worthless." The old man blushed, as if the other party didn't know the goods.
"Old man, I have a magic supplies business license here. It's better to throw away these garbage items as soon as possible." The shop owner laughed and said nonchalantly.
The old man was an ordinary person, and his son was only a junior warrior and had died a month ago. This cloth bag was the last item his son brought back, and he claimed it was worth at least a hundred gold coins.
Forced to make a living, the old man originally wanted to sell the only thing left by his son, move out of Aogu City, and hide in any small mountain village to live out his life.
But he didn't expect that the treasure his son called was worthless in the eyes of the shop owner. He even called him a liar and wanted to send him to prison.
However, the city guards showed up at the right time and dispersed the crowd. They did not want to cause trouble, let alone meet the warden of the black cell.
The onlookers gradually dispersed, and the shop owner also closed the door. The old man sat on the ground blankly, still holding the small cloth bag in his hand.
"Grandpa, what is inside here? Can you show it to me?" Rikka's voice woke him up, but his expression was still a little dull.
"It's called the Mother-Mother Mask. I don't know what its purpose is, but my son regards each of them as a treasure." Although the old man didn't think this little girl would buy it, he still said it.
Because he suffered too many blows today, except for the little girl in front of him, and even his own words seemed to be all child's play, all clumsy means of deception.
Rikka took over the Zimu Mask. Although she was not a magician, she had robbed many mercenary groups. Although she was not as sharp as a torch, she could still identify treasures and garbage.
This mask has an off-white appearance and looks like it is made of clay at first glance. But when you touch it with your hands, it feels like python skin, ice cold and extremely smooth.
She was extremely powerful and then secretly exerted her strength. But what surprised her was that although the mother-child mask looked thin and fragile, it was still intact.
"This is a hundred gold coins. The things belong to me." Liuhua stuffed a money bag into the old man's arms, then turned around and blended into the crowd.
Rikka didn't waste any more time and quickly rushed to the black market. She had been out for more than two hours, so her brother must be hungry.
Pushing the door and entering the small courtyard, Rikka quickly got into the wonder house, threw the mother-in-law mask to Boom, and started making lunch.
But when she turned around again, she almost didn't drop the hot pot on the ground. Boom's face turned into a strange look at some point.
"Brother...Brother?" Rikka was still holding the pan, with a very strange expression.
"No! I'm not your brother, I'm the ghost that was killed by you." Boom replied in a deep voice.
"Oh, are you hungry?" Rikka didn't know what happened to Boom's face, but as a contracted beast, she could sense the soul of her master.
"Since you know I'm hungry, why don't you serve the food quickly?" Boom said as he took off his mother-in-law mask.
During the dinner, Rikka kept listening to Boom's introduction, and also understood the function of this thing. Although it is hard to say whether it is worth a hundred gold coins, it is still a rare treasure.
The Mother-Mother Mask is actually composed of two masks. These two masks have only one function, which is to change the appearance of the person wearing it.
It is a product of ancient alchemy. It is said that there are less than a hundred mother-child masks in existence. The level of their appearance is enough to hide the mystery from the sky.
"This is yours. Wear it with you when you go out to do bad things. Don't wear a black scarf all day long." Boom threw the mask to Rikka.
"People don't do bad things. That's called acting for heaven." Rikka imitated Boom and put on a mask, and his appearance instantly changed into another person.
"Hee hee, it's so fun, brother, please bring it too." Rikka said, got up and brought lunch, but he never offered ale.