"Red medicine, seven minutes of heat."

"Chen Mai, three cents..."

"Zuixian Linglong, five cents are not more or less."

...

The old tumbler was skillfully adding medicinal materials to a small clay pot. Zhang Fengfu was sweating profusely while controlling the heat while weighing the amount of various medicinal materials. It was not important for Zun Shang's medicine soup, but he did not dare to be careless about his own medicine.

Fortunately, I had the skillful techniques and 28 years of experience in immersing pharmacology, so I did not make any major mistakes. I waited until a pot of medicinal materials was cooked into a medicinal soup and emitted a strong smell.

"That's... OK?"

Zhang Fengfu looked at the turbid medicinal soup in the white porcelain bowl in front of him, and it was hard to believe that such a bowl of things could destroy the Dantian and reshape it.

Having said that, Zhang Feng's mansion knew that if you want to get enough medicinal materials for this bowl of medicine, you may only be able to do it with the ninth level of heaven that can mobilize the manpower and material resources of the entire empire.

"If you want to burst immediately, try it."

Zhang Feng's mansion was sweating profusely, and the old hunch was exhausted and panting. Although it was just the opportunity to control the medicinal materials, the test of mental strength was not simple.

"This bowl of medicine has the same effect as Tianshan Snow Lotus. The medicinal power needs to be slowly dispersed. If you want to take it, you have to wait for the right time. This bowl of medicine will be temporarily placed here. When you can drink it, you will take it out for you to drink."

"Hey, old boy, are you playing tricks on me?" Zhang Feng's mansion was furious, but after the old tumbler said something without pain or itch, he immediately became sad.

"If you don't believe it, I won't stop you if I drink it now, but I can't bear the power of medicine at that time, so I can't save you. And I'm not afraid to tell you that this bowl of medicine will probably have to wait another hundred years before the next bowl."

"Where do you start with this?" Zhang Fengfu couldn't help asking.

"I didn't tell you just now that the Wuxian Linglong among the medicinal materials you stole was a rare treasure in the world. It comes from the South China Sea, with two hundred years of birth. The two plants in the past have been obtained by Rashomon in the past. The one you took is the last one, and the one you had used by the Heavenly Lord."

"It's the Heavenly Lord again?"

Zhang Feng Mansion originally knew that almost every medicinal herb here was treasures of heaven and earth. It was not uncommon for two to be born to seize the creation of heaven and earth. But when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel curious.

"There are only two treasures, and one of them was used by the Heavenly Lord? He must be of great use."

"Nonsense, the failed work you saw before consumed such a Drunken Immortal Linglong. Do you think this is of great use?"

"What if we do this and the Heavenly Lord appears?"

“Don’t worry for the moment.”

The old hunch said in a deep voice.

"If you don't have certain certainty, the Heavenly Lord should not use this medicine again, let alone you have done everything. What are you doing here pretending to be? By the way, have you cleaned up the traces when you go to the Lord? "

"How could I not even have this brain?"

Zhang Fengfu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his clothes, and inadvertently pulled out two yellowed letters from ten years ago, which made the old hunchback become more serious.

"Did you steal something else?"

"I thought too much."

Zhang Fengfu quickly stuffed the letter back into his arms and said lightly: "This is not called stealing, I took it myself when he was sleeping."

"It's clear that it's stealing."

The old hunchman sternly.

"There are only these letters? Is there anything else?"

"No, the others are gold, silver and jade, or I don't care about them, nor can I take them away."

"What else?"

"It's gone." Zhang Fengfu shook his head. "Why don't you believe me when I talk to you?"

"Didn't you find anything else in the secret room?"

"Secret Room?"

Zhang Feng's mansion glanced at the old tumbler suspiciously, then narrowed his eyes again

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Eye.

"How did you know I went to the secret room?"

"I'm just talking nonsense."

The old tuft's eyes were vague and he didn't go to Zhang Feng's mansion, but this made Zhang Feng's mansion even more suspicious.

"Is that right? Are you hiding something from me?"

"No……"

The old hunchzi said immediately.

"What can I hide from you? Don't think too much."

"If you don't say it, aren't you afraid that I will deal with you if you don't say it?"

Zhang Feng's mansion sneered.

"Don't forget that you have no power to resist here. I'm going to deal with you so easily."

"It's nothing, what can I say to you?"

The old tumbler still refused, but Zhang Feng's mansion immediately rushed up. Although the old tumbler was very flexible, he ran away when he ran away. The two wrestled in the boiler room.

The dull mechanism turned on the sound, and the two of them were chasing each other and heard a cold snorkeling, and they immediately stopped properly.

"I thought you two would be incompatible, but it seems that I was thinking too much."

Qianqian stepped into the boiler room with an extremely complicated mood. When she saw Zhang Feng's face, her unhappiness became even stronger, but because she was thinking about the words of the emperor, she had to look forward to Zhang Feng's mansion.

He said lightly: "Zhang Feng Mansion, how does it feel to be here?"

Zhang Feng's mansion had probably guessed why Qianqian came, so although he was as bright as a mirror in his heart, he still pretended not to know.

He said lightly: "It's okay, it's not as comfortable as living, nor is it more uncomfortable than death."

"Oh? That means it's still acceptable? From today on, everything here will be left to the old tuft. I have other arrangements for you."

"Other arrangements? What do you want to do, the female devil?"

Zhang Fengfu deliberately frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Tell me if you have anything to say, don't be so mysterious."

"Okay, since you are so happy, I will just say it. You can follow me from today."

Qianqian paused and said again.

"It's not that you are following behind my butt as a follower, but I will take you in the Ninth Heaven. Wherever I go, wherever I go, what I eat, what you eat? Can you understand what I mean when I say that?"

"Where do you go, I will go?" Zhang Feng Mansion smiled. "Can you follow me when you sleep!"

The old tuft's body shook, and he was in a state of ghosts. He was even more angry and quickly pulled the corner of Zhang Feng's mansion to tell him not to talk nonsense, but Zhang Feng's mansion was very unreasonable and pushed the old tuft's hand away, and said angrily: "What are you pulling and pulling at me, old guy? Could you have any strange hobbies? Disgusting..."

The old tuft was so angry that it was smoked. His tightly clenched fists and he wanted to push Zhang Feng's mansion into the boiler and burn it to ashes, but then he heard another thing he probably never thought he would say from the mouth of the Lord.

"You're right."

Qianqian said with expressionless face.

"Even if you sleep, you will follow me, never leaving me."

Gou Or, who was stepping into the boiler room, immediately stepped out when he heard this and waited quietly outside the boiler room, but his dissipated pupils showed the extreme uneasiness in his heart at this moment.

The old tuft subconsciously took out his ears, and then he whispered, "Sir, you..."

"Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with you, and don't ask too much."

The old hunch shut up immediately.

Only Zhang Feng's mansion looked shocked. Obviously, even he didn't expect that he would say this from Qianqian's mouth.

Zhang Fengfu was silent for a moment and said strikingly: "I'm kidding, don't take it seriously. I still think it's good to stay here, and I don't want to go anywhere."

"But I didn't joke with you."

Qianqian said solemnly, even when she said this, her chest was ups and downs, and even her cheeks were faintly visible.

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Some hot.

Gou'er outside the boiler room closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting the nails on his hands penetrate deep into the flesh and blood of his palms without realizing it.

"I'm serious, just follow me from today."

"I won't go."

Zhang Feng's mansion immediately shook his head.

"I don't go anywhere, it's great for me to stay here."

What a joke? I got the bowl of medicinal soup after all my hardships. If I just left like this, wouldn’t it be a waste of risking my life?

"It's good here?"
To be continued...