With the eyes of a miracle doctor, of course he could see the specialness of that thing at a glance, so he naturally asked Xi'er afterwards and asked Xi'er to lend it to him for study. Of course Xi'er was not willing. It is best to keep this kind of thing alone.
It's better to use one. So the miracle doctor went to find Dan Qing, and Dan Qing borrowed his own. As a result, he never returned.
Xi'er had no choice but to make another one for Danqing. She could guarantee that the one lent to the miracle doctor must have been dismembered.
The fact was just as Xi'er thought. The miracle doctor only tried it on the mouth and nose, and immediately discovered the subtlety. This was not an ordinary cloth, but could filter poison. So, he immediately understood why Xi'er had to use it at that time.
Wearing this thing called a mask... As soon as he figured it out, he immediately started his fanaticism, so he naturally wanted to know what was so special about these layers of cloth, and then, the mask was divided
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"What does he want to do?" Xi'er was helpless and put a small medicine hoe in a small simple suitcase, and put some snacks brought back yesterday in the box.
"He wants those black charcoal." Danqing was also helpless, but still noticed Xi'er's movements, "What are you doing?"
"Isn't it included in the mask?" Anyway, he could get the mask after taking it apart, so why would he ask her for it? After thinking about it, he took some more porcelain bottles and put them in the suitcase.
"It's all gone." Danqing frowned, "You want to go out? Where are you going?"
"Yeyue, give some charcoal to Uncle Dan." Xi'er waved her hand to Yeyue. Even if she gave it to him, he wouldn't be able to make it. The charcoal had been ground into fine sand. If he could make it, she would still be able to make it.
I really admire him.
"Where are you going?" Danqing reached out and picked up the box. The box was very small and there were very few things that could be put in it. Speaking of which, Xi'er particularly liked these small things, boxes, bottles, medicine hoe...
All of them are pocket-sized. It’s no wonder that Xi’er herself is also pocket-sized. A ten-year-old little person is only the size of a seven or eight-year-old, and her appearance is even more delicate and compact.
"Go to Tiger Roaring Valley." Xi'er didn't go to grab the box. Anyway, Dan Qing would definitely follow. No matter whether she let him go or not, the result would be the same. "Yeyue, remember to fill the water bag with water."