The autumn wind blows, and the fragrance of medicine fills the air.

Hanshancheng Medicinal Materials Market, a low blue brick ancient shop in the northwest corner, with ink-like plaques hanging obliquely. Three vigorous and simple blood-colored characters, deep in the middle of the plaque: Zhen Pharmaceutical House.

In front of the door.

The alley paved with bluestone was broken by a sudden sound of footsteps.

The person who came was a thin boy with a pale face. His steps were staggering and weak, and his whole body was shaking, as if a romance could blow him down as soon as it slipped by. The sack made of twine was clenched tightly by his big blue-black hands.

"call……"

The boy gasped heavily and stopped in front of Zhen Pharmacy. When he bent down, he placed the sack at his feet, embroidered with a black handkerchief embroidered with a Manzhushahua pattern. After taking out the handkerchief with his trembling hands, he raised his arm hard and wiped away the thick sweat marks on his forehead.

He is Ye Tong!

He is the medicine boy at Zhen Pharmaceutical House and the only owner of Zhen Pharmaceutical House now.

Ye Tong held his handkerchief tightly, looked up and stared at the plaque in front of him. A complex light slowly flowed out from his originally unsightly eyes. Ye Tong hated this place and was attached to it. This is his hell, but it is also his safe haven.

"The little master is back!"

A low and hoarse voice came from the gate of Zhen Pharmacy. An old man with a hunchbacked man with a twilight age, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, stepped out of the threshold with his feet. Judging from his appearance alone, he seemed to have not had a few years of life.

"Ahem..."

Ye Tong withdrew his gaze, and during a few violent coughs, the handkerchief wiped off the black blood that spilled out of the corner of his mouth without any trace, picked up the sack at his feet again, nodded and said, "I'm back."

The hunchbacked old man asked, "Have you found the blood Ganoderma lucidum and the dead bone grass?"

Ye Tong took a step forward and passed by the hunchbacked old man, leaving only a erratic voice: "The 90-year-old wild blood Ganoderma lucidum, the 120-year-old dead bone grass, but the old thing has all spent all the blue silver left by the old guy."

"It's all right after spending." Hearing the boy's words, the hunchbacked old man stretched out his wrinkles on his face, turned around and followed Ye Tong, and smiled with satisfaction: "Young master found these two main medicinal herbs, and he can live for another two months."

Ye Tong didn't stop his staggering steps, but his tone became a little colder: "Medical Slave, can you stop saying the same thing every time? I know how long I can live! I can't hold on to the medicine."

The hunchbacked old man seemed not to hear the change in Ye Tong's tone, and he still had the old face with a smile on his face. He said, "I'm afraid the little master can't take a bath. There are customers in the store and they can't drive them away."

"Hmm?" Ye Tong paused, glanced at the gorgeous frame parked at the entrance of the alley in front of him, and frowned and asked, "Are you asking for medicine?"

The hunchbacked old man said, "I'm looking for medicine!"

"Let them wait."

Ye Tong's steps were a little faster than before. He walked through the arched corridor and walked around the wide courtyard. He seemed to have not seen three figures sitting cross-legged on the futon in the courtyard, and turned straight from the corridor on the left to the side courtyard arch.

There were several futons on the ground in the courtyard. At this moment, three people cross-legged on the futon, an old man with silver hair, over 70 years old, wearing a luxurious robe, a beautiful woman with a charming charm and a light blue long skirt, and a beautiful girl who fell into the mortal world like a mysterious woman.

They watched Ye Tong walk towards the side courtyard and watch the hunchbacked old man arrive.

"who is he?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman floated up and stared at the hunchbacked old man and asked.

The hunchbacked old man laughed and said, "My little master."

The middle-aged beautiful woman frowned slightly, and her agile figure rushed instantly, blocking her way before Ye Tong entered the arch. She snorted coldly: "Since you are back, please refine medicine for us. Our elders' illness cannot be delayed. If you delay it, you cannot afford the consequences."

"Get out before you wait." Ye Tong stopped, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, as if a ferocious beast was staring at the woman in front of him.

Ye Tong...

Feeling that the soul is expanding.

I can't hold on anymore!

The middle-aged beautiful woman was stunned. She looked at Ye Tong in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

How many years have it been?

I haven’t heard such arrogant words in many years? I haven’t met such an arrogant person in many years?

It seems that since he took over the Zhang business group more than ten years ago, no one has dared to speak to him so arrogantly, right? He, a little guy, dares...

"My little master said that, get out before I wait."

The hunchbacked old man leaned on a dragon-headed crutch and slowly walked to the middle-aged beautiful woman. His expression was no longer a smile, but a cold face.

The middle-aged beautiful woman was furious and shouted sternly at the moment when the arrogant momentum burst out: "I will give you a face to you, so I will give you the important task of refining medicine. Don't be shameless, and refine medicine for us quickly, otherwise..."

"Hmph, what else?"

The hunchbacked old man's back straightened his back, and a surging aura erupted on him. With the murderous intent surging, the domineering aura was fully revealed: "The face is earned by yourself, not by you. Although the old master... it's not your turn to show off. Get out..."

"hiss……"

The middle-aged beauty's pupils contracted, and her body trembled and took several steps back in an instant.

She never dreamed that the old hunchbacked old man in front of her could burst out with such a strong aura. She felt that she seemed to be facing no longer an old man, but a hideous and terrifying beast, a peerless and ferocious creature.

"Zhong Ying, don't be rude."

The old man with silver hair in a luxurious robe whispered to the middle-aged beauty. After strolling, his eyes were a little afraid and apologized, and he clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I hope to forgive me. Since your little master is not available for the time being, we are waiting. As apologizing, we will offer the price of the medicine twice."

"Little Master?" The hunchbacked old man turned around and looked at Ye Tong.

Ye Tong's body trembled a few times indecisively, and his face became paler. As his throat became sweet, blood gushed out and was swallowed by him, but a trace of blood still overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his arms hard, wiped away the blood in the corner of his mouth, and the sound oozed out from his teeth: "Ten times."

After saying that.

Ye Tong raised his footsteps with difficulty and stepped into the side courtyard arch, but his footsteps became more empty and his body trembled more obviously, just like an old man in his twilight years.

Zhang Zhongying opened her mouth but didn't say anything. Although she still had an angry look on her face, she keenly noticed the blood from the corner of Ye Tong's mouth in an instant.

And... the boy's current state.

She suddenly felt that the person who left in front of her was not like a young man, but rather like an old man in his twilight years, and it was so exhausted that the lights were gone. Not only did she feel this way, but even her father Zhang Pinshou and the charming girl also felt this way.

"Is he OK..."

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the beautiful girl, and she turned to look at the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man waved his hand to interrupt the beautiful girl. A look of worry appeared on his wrinkled face. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "I want to ask for medicine, wait outside."

The words are over.

The hunchbacked old man stepped into the side courtyard arch without hesitation.

Even at this moment, the hunchbacked old man's footsteps became much lighter. After catching up with Ye Tong, he whispered: "Stop waiting, let me prescribe the medicine for you today!"

"Ahem..."

Ye Tong stopped, handed over the sack in his hand, and took out the black handkerchief embroidered with the Mandoshahua pattern again.

The breeze blows, the yellow leaves fly like butterflies, the bluestone floor seems to be covered with golden sea waves, and in the house, sandalwood is ignited, and the faint smell of sandalwood gradually spreads, filling every corner of the house.

The walls are pitch black and the small windows are closed.

In the house, there is a dazzling blood-red Eight Immortals table in the main hall. On the table is a cauldron, half a meter high, dark and mellow. Eight lifelike dragon patterns that are as beautiful as real as a spirit, are beautifully carved and breathtaking. Above the center of the house, a dark purple coffin hangs, bringing a cold feeling to the house.

Under the purple coffin.

The heat in the stone barrel is swaying and lingering.

The hunchbacked old man stood beside the stone bucket, looked at Ye Tong, who was trembling slightly, and whispered: "My master, the hundred venoms have been prepared, so you can hurry up and enter the bucket."

Ye Tong nodded slightly, watched the hunchbacked old man leave the door, and closed the door from outside, then he trembled his hands and took off the clothes one by one.

Streamlined muscles, skin color Baizhe.

However!

On this white and smooth skin as white as mutton fat, there are scars of varying lengths, which are intertwined and shocking.

"uh-huh……"

Ye Tong stepped into the stone bucket and soaked in the dark green viscous liquid. Suddenly, the pain seemed to be pricked by needles and hit every nerve in his body like a tide. A low growl sounded from Ye Tong's throat.

pain!

Heart-wrenching!

The pain penetrates the bone marrow!

Ye Tong has tasted this kind of pain from childhood to adulthood, even more painful than this. He has also tasted it as if he had been cut into pieces and had walked from hell.

After a muffled groan, he immediately sat cross-legged in the stone bucket, guarding his mind, and silently circulated the "Mystery Washing and Poison Sutra". In recent years, if it weren't for the "Mystery Washing and Poison Sutra" that he practiced, the supreme technique of the poisonous meridians, he would probably have died thousands of times, let alone suppressing the soul at all times...

Medicine is poisonous.

He is also poisonous.

His body needs to fight poison with poison to prosper.

In the main courtyard.

The hunchbacked old man slowly stepped out of the side courtyard gate. His hunched body suddenly shook slightly, his spine straightened a lot in an instant, and his deep eyes passed by the three people in the courtyard. When he was deeply stationed in the courtyard gate, his murderous intent appeared.

A moment later, the hunchbacked old man focused on the ground with the dragon-headed crutch in his hand, and the three of them said, "I advise the three of you to leave immediately, otherwise, the disaster will end up with Yangchi and suffer a bloody disaster. Don't blame the old slave for not reminding you."

Zhang Pinshou frowned and remained silent. The beautiful girl showed a hint of surprise and turned her head to glance at the gate of the courtyard.

However.

Zhang Zhongying's beautiful face showed a little warm anger. She looked directly at the hunchbacked old man and hummed: "When we get the medicine, we will leave immediately. Otherwise, the intimidation of a few words will not achieve the purpose of your desire to leave."

"Don't want to leave?"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the hunchbacked old man had not yet passed away, but a strange smile appeared on his old face: "In this way, even if we meet, we will not be able to get into the cause and effect with my little master, right? You can do it yourself."

call out!

Three ghostly figures suddenly appeared silently on the courtyard wall, with a strong sarcastic tone, like waves: "The old dog beside the poisonous demon Huo Lanqiu is kind-hearted! The life and death of the three ants can actually arouse your pitiful kindness..."
Chapter completed!