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Chapter 12 Zhu Yuanzhang asks the immortal to take action

Through Zhu Yuanzhang's observation, the Li Mingxian in front of him was very good at all. If he was willing to take action, Zhu Biao's disease would have a great chance of curing it, but he didn't know what conditions he would prescribe.

But no matter what the conditions are.

What price to pay?

He can accept it.

However, the immortal just kept silent, which made Zhu Yuanzhang a little panicked. After waiting for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang saw Li Ming reaching out and touching the dragon-patterned wooden sign on his waist.

The number displayed on the card is "14".

"Time flies so fast, and 5 hours have passed. Master, I guess you are tired, so I will take you to the room to rest." Li Ming took Zhu Yuanzhang to the room and left.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the edge of the couch, feeling very complicated. The immortal didn't say a word. What does this mean?

He was indeed a little sleepy, but how could he sleep?

I remember the immortal said that he could only stay here for twelve hours, which means that there were still 7 hours left, so he had to leave.

I have to convince him to save our son before leaving.

But what went wrong?

The conversation was very good, but when it came to asking the immortal to save Zhu Biao, the immortal said nothing. What does this mean? Is it possible to save or not?

Zhu Yuanzhang was emperor for decades and was good at speculating on people's hearts, but he could not see through this seemingly teenager.

As he thought about it, his heart was in a mess.

Without any thought of sleep, he walked out of the room and planned to look for Li Ming. After thinking about it, he would rather not disturb him.

I walked back to the room, not sure how long I had been sitting by the couch, and I was a little tired, so I lay on the bed, planning to rest for a while.

However, he didn't dare to sleep at all.

He was afraid that this was this dream, and that if he woke up, he would not be here.

I tossed and turned, and finally sat up. At this time, I suddenly heard a creaking sound and saw that the door of the room was slowly opened.

He thought it was the wind, so he got up and closed the door, but saw a pair of green eyes staring at him in the distance.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes narrowed, it was the black dog I had seen before.

It was probably this dog who was pulling the door just now.

The black dog shook his tail, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, made an action, then turned around, and walked slowly under the wooden bridge.

"This dog seems to be signaling us to keep up with it."

Zhu Yuanzhang could naturally see the dog's movements, then closed the door and followed the dog.

It's night now, and I look up at the moon. It should be late at night. It's dark here, with only the bright moon and a black dog.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked down the wooden bridge carefully.

It's night now, if there was no bright moonlight, he would have fallen.

The black dog will turn around every ten steps, his eyes full of disgust, as if he is talking about whether he can walk faster.

He can't be quick, now it's the fastest move. If he hadn't eaten a few bowls of millet porridge in the immortal, he would probably not have been able to keep up with the black dog's movements.

"Go slower." Zhu Yuanzhang said.

"Woof woof..." The black dog lowered his voice and shouted a few times, drooping his ears and rolling his eyes.

In short, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes.

The black dog's expression was full of disgust.

Zhu Yuanzhang followed the black dog down the wooden bridge, passed the huge dead tree, and continued to walk forward.

As he walked, Zhu Yuanzhang smelled a faint fragrance, like a medicinal fragrance.

The more you go forward, the stronger the medicinal fragrance.

He became more and more curious. Where did the black dog sneakily take him?

After walking for two incense sticks, the black dog stopped, squatted on the ground, stuck out his tongue, and pointed out the dog's paws in front.

Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes and looked forward. It was a field of medicine, with endless herbs, arranged neatly, and each plant was shrouded in a faint smoke.

Just because of the appearance of Jinze blooming, Zhu Yuanzhang knew that these drugs were extraordinary.

Is this the elixir grown by immortals?

"Bang."

The black dog squatting on the ground suddenly stretched out his dog's paws and pushed Zhu Yuanzhang into the medicine field.

Zhu Yuanzhang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Steady, looked at the black dog, and said, "What do you mean?"

"Wang." The black dog stood up, glanced at him lightly, and continued to push him into the medicine field.

"Don't push us, you go ahead and let's follow you."

"Wang."

The black dog jumped up, shaking its tail, and slowly wanted to walk forward.

Zhu Yuanzhang followed it with caution, for fear of trampling on the elixirs here.

Finally, the black dog stopped and pointed at a drug, which was covered with white mist, with crystal clear leaves, emitting a faint mint smell.

"Can this elixir save the prince's life?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the black dog.

"Wang!" The black dog lowered his voice and yelled, glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang a few times, ran very fast, and disappeared in front of him, as if he had nothing to do with me again.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood there in a daze.

I looked at this elixir carefully. Although I didn’t know the name, I could feel the strange aura of life emitted from this elixir.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pick the elixir, but when he was about to take action, he hesitated.

If the immortal asked him to pull him out, he would definitely pull him out without hesitation.

Unfortunately, it's not.

He also considered that the black dog might be the will of an immortal, so he asked him to come here to pick it.

If what you think is wrong.

Then he just took it without asking.

If you don’t ask for it, you’re stealing.

Zhu Yuanzhang formulated strict laws in the Ming Dynasty, and those who stole theft were worth more than 120 trump card, whether to be sentenced to hanging should be decided depending on the severity of the circumstances.

If you break the precepts yourself, what is the meaning of the law you have formulated?

But if you don't pick it up, your son's life will be at stake.

He was very entangled, squatting on the ground, falling into deep thought, and struggling in his heart.
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