When he was anxious, he pushed the door and ran in, and went straight into the house. He saw his nephew sitting on the ground with a knocked chair beside him:

"What's wrong? What about that person?"

Chi Qiu sat blankly on the floor, innocently like an abandoned child:

"Second uncle, my ancestor doesn't want me anymore."

Chi Dainian:??

...

Magic City, studio.

It was time to go to work, and the office area was full of liveliness. Yesterday’s incident was still hot, and everyone was full of energy, either cutting films or writing articles, and they were in full swing.

In the lounge area, Ning Chuo sat on the sofa, dragging his cheeks and staring blankly.

In the past, there was Shirley with her, but now she is the only one. The Shuiyang Palace was empty except for a group of motionless guards, and they couldn't even get excited in practicing.

Suddenly, the phone on the coffee table lit up. It was a WeChat message sent by the old squad leader who had a party some time ago. It was a picture with text:

"Help me find out if you have heard of the medicinal herbs on it."

Ning Cuo clicked on the picture and looked at it. It was handwritten, with many strange names of herbs, and the kind I had never heard of:

"What's this?"

"Danfang." The squad leader gave a look wearing sunglasses and said proudly: "My father found a good thing from his friends circle. It is said that it was passed down from a capable Chinese medicine doctor in the Magic City."

Ning Cuo was speechless: "Do you believe this?"

"No, listen to me," the squad leader typed: "This is not a simple prescription. Do you know if the ancient objects that appeared around the world some time ago?

This is one.

The paper that records the elixir recipe is very special and involves extraordinary things. It was passed down from the old doctor's home.

It is said that this is to refine a material called Marrow Cleansing Pill, which can swallow it and allow ordinary people to transform themselves and master extraordinary abilities.

The original elixir recipe was bought for my dad and friend, but the medicinal materials on it were unheard of, so I helped ask in the circle.”

Ning Chu raised his eyebrows and typed it and asked: "Reborn? Is it fake? Whoever sells the pill recipe doesn't know the origin of the medicinal materials?"

"If you know, can he still sell it?"

"Which store is there? Send me the address," Ning Cuo said.

"It's useless. If they really know, it's our turn to ask? Alas, if you are curious, I'll send you a message later. Don't blame me for hitting the wall..."

After the conversation ended, Ning Cuo looked at the street sign sent by the other party, stood up excitedly, and said to the employees:
Chapter completed!