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Chapter Four

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, Licorice finally understood why the shopkeeper said repeatedly.

"Since that Taoist has calculated the right death disaster, then the statement that he will never be able to do anything from now on should be true?"

Licorice jumped excitedly, then rushed to the bed and pulled Mo Xiao's hand and shook it. The excitement was obvious.

Mo Xiao frowned. It seemed that the original owner's life was not going well before, so it made the two of them feel so excited to remind them of a Taoist saying many years ago.

"Miss, this is so good, so good." Licorice said ok, but tears were about to burst out again.

Mo Xiao found that tears were indeed weapons. She was almost defeated by the little maid's tears. She was afraid that she would cry again, so she had to persuade her as softly as possible.

"Since it's a good thing, stop crying, get up quickly."

Licorice can't afford it.

Mo Xiao frowned, leaned over and whispered to her, "I want to pee."

Before licorice could react, the shopkeeper with sharp ears heard it first, blushed and said, "I, I'll go out first."

After saying that, he turned around and knocked the curtains in a panic and ran away. He left the dormitory and felt like he was out of the door. Then he ran a few steps and turned back, because Mo Xiao heard a creak, hehe, he turned back and brought the door.

I heard the word "peech" and I was so panicked that I saw her lady peeing.

The ancients emphasized that they should not be treated rudely and not listen to rudely. The word "piss" she just said probably belongs to the kind of "decent", so the shopkeeper ran away in a panic after hearing this. But before that, the shopkeeper, as a man, actually appeared in her female boudoir, and seemed to be diagnosing her. From this point of view, the defense between men and women is not particularly strict in the place where she travels through time.

Licorice reacted one step later and hurriedly took out a crock pot from under the bed.

"Miss, do you want me to help you down?"

Mo Xiao looked at the clay pot with a mouth size of a bowl, and his eyebrows twitched.

The toilets of ancient people are so small...

Could this be the legendary chamber pot?

Mo Xiao felt that it was impossible for him to sit down on this thing and let the water flow freely.

Seeing that Mo Xiao looked at the things in her hand, Licorice quickly said, "Miss, Licorice has been brushed every day, absolutely clean!"

Mo Xiao wanted to explain that this is not a question of whether it is clean or not, it is a matter of habit.

But she couldn't say that she could not explain where this habit came from.

"Well, uh, I didn't mean it was dirty, it was a bit of a stomachache. You know, why don't you help me to go to the toilet."

Mo Xiao made a gesture and covered his stomach with both hands.

The simple little maid naturally did not doubt him. She just thought that the lady was going to give a big reverence, so she hurriedly put down the things in her hand and ran to the drawer on the side to take out a few pieces of toilet paper and squeezed it into her hand. She came up to help her lady.

Although she traveled over to occupy the magpie's nest, Mo Xiao found that she was very adaptable to this body, as if she was originally her own, so there was no problem with her actions. The reason why she called Licorice was of course because she didn't know where the toilet was.

Now she has gained a gratifying surprise. It turns out that there is toilet paper in this era. Although it looks a bit rougher, it is much better than what she wrote about ancient people using bamboo pieces to wipe the filth in the novel before.

Licorice helped Mo Xiao walk out of the dormitory, and then walked out of the lady's boudoir.

After leaving the boudoir, I saw a hand-broken veranda. I walked along the veranda, passed a wing room, went down the right veranda, and passed an ear room to reach the front of a small house with thatched shed.

Don’t laugh, guess this should be the toilet, the toilet and thatched grass are the shed.

Sure enough, Licorice stopped and asked, "Miss, do you want Licorice to help you in?"

"Oh, no need. I feel much better, my hands and feet are stronger, so I will do the rest myself."

Besides, there are people around and they can't urinate.

Mo Xiao pulled out his hand from Licorice's bend, grabbed the paper in her hand, and then pushed the door and entered.

Although the toilet is not as good as a modern toilet, it is much more pleasing to the room pot.

Squatting in such an ancient toilet, the wind came from all directions. Mo Xiao finally completely believed that he had really traveled through time.

But through time travel, how could such a nonsensical thing fall on someone like her?

She really doesn't want to believe it from the bottom of her heart.

I worked hard for five years in Western medicine. I just entered the hospital and started working formally. As I wished, I became a Western doctor, but suddenly traveled through time.

In the past six months, in order to learn the experience of her predecessors as soon as possible, she didn't even go home. She rented a house near the hospital, got up earlier than the chickens and later than the cows, and finally got a little recognition from her predecessors. She was planning to find a weekend to go home to report the results to her grandfather and father, and proudly shouted that her old Mo family could finally break the limitation of only dealing with herbal medicine for generations.

However, God actually joked about her and let her travel through time.

And it was also passed through the explosion. The family members should think she died in that accident. Alas, I don’t know how the mother in the family, who had a very low crying point, would cry when she knew the news of her death. Fortunately, there was a brother above, and there was a sister-in-law who was particularly good at coaxing people around me. I hope that her sister-in-law could persuade her mother not to be too sad as usual.

As if he heard Mo Xiao's sigh, Licorice asked softly outside: "Miss, you are fine, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just got a stomachache."

Mo Xiao squatted for a long time and quickly found a reasonable reason.

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Personally, I think that traveling to ancient times must be in many places for a modern person who is particularly unacceptable to it, especially for women. Apart from the fact that Hehe, what else do you think of?
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