章節 169: 169. Making dumplings?

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I initially thought Ninth Master Chang would be back by the afternoon, but as the sky darkened, he still hadn't returned, probably detained by his family to celebrate the New Year.

I had wanted to make dumplings with him, but now I'm feeling terrible all over, with a dry mouth and parched tongue…

Too lazy to fuss about, I got up to boil some water and carelessly ate some instant noodles; after breaking into a sweat, I felt weak in my limbs, light-headed and groggy.

After taking two fever-reducing pills, I went back to bed to sleep.

In a hazy state, I heard a lot of people whispering something around my ear, bustling about.

Soon, I felt a chill on my neck…

"Ninth Lord, are you back? Then hurry up and sleep, I'm sleepy..."

When I woke up, I realized it was already the afternoon of the first day of the New Year; out of habit, I reached for my neck…

He still hasn't returned?

Then where did that chill from last night come from?