After a while, he sighed and said: "Don't worry, I will have them prepare the things you want and deliver them to you. Remember to take good care of yourself when I'm not around, and don't forget about tinkering with those things."
It’s time for dinner. When I have time, I will remember to come back to see you.”
The old man waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, okay, I'm so long-winded. It's not like I won't see you again. Why do you make it seem like you are parting from life or death..." At the end, he did not forget to warn them, "Remember to tell them to hurry up."
Send me the things. It won't be long before I can succeed. Hehehehe..."
Qingwan looked at him, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt uneasy: "Otherwise, why don't you go to the capital with me?"
The old man waved his hand and refused without thinking: "Don't go, don't go. What's so good about it? There are so many people and so many rules, and it's so noisy all day long. How can it be as quiet as here? Old man, I just like this kind of carefree and comfortable life.
place."
"It's you? Why do you have to go back? Didn't you say that there are no relatives of yours there anymore?"
The moment she decided to leave, she cut off the last trace of family ties.
To her, those people in Qingfu cannot be regarded as relatives at all.
She originally thought that the emperor would punish the Qing family if she resisted the decree and escaped from marriage. However, she inquired for a long time after arriving in southern Shu, but did not hear any news. Later, she sent someone back to inquire and found out about Master Qing and Ji Lanjin.
I don’t know what method was used to suppress this matter.
The old man was introduced to her by Lan Ge. He had a title called Old Man Du Zun. He was said to be the best poison master in southern Sichuan.
When she became a disciple of the other party, Qing Wan once said that she had no relatives in this world, only enemies. She wanted to learn the art of making poison in order to protect herself. Regardless of whether the old man really believed it or not, he accepted her in the end.
He also threw her a bunch of books on drug production.
Each of these books is extremely incisive and complex. It would be difficult for an average beginner to understand it on their own.
Fortunately, Qingwan had the books that Li Yunniang had given her before as a transition, and she had a certain understanding of poison techniques, so it didn't feel particularly strenuous to study on her own this time.
The most common thing the old man does is to stay alone in the yard, tinkering with some useful things, or squeeze the green leaves for him to cook. In his opinion, the biggest benefit of harvesting the green leaves is when he is hungry.
No more searching for food.
Over the past three years, the two of them have unknowingly established a deep relationship. Although they seem to be noisy on the surface, they actually care about each other. Especially Qingwan, who has lived in the Qing family that lacks family affection for such a long time, it is rare to see this.
When you meet such a person, even though there is no blood relationship at all, you treat the other person as one of your own relatives from the bottom of your heart.
Getting rid of the messy thoughts in her mind, Qing Wan shook her head firmly: "No, I must go back."
"Go back to take revenge?" The old man looked at her unpredictably, "Girl, listen to me, sometimes letting go of things makes life easier."
"Thank you, Master, but I have to go back." If she doesn't understand some things, she may never feel relaxed in her life.
"That's all, you can go back if you want!" Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, the old man simply stopped wasting words with her, and directly threw a small porcelain bottle to her and said, "Here's this for you."
"What's this?"
Qing Wan curiously took the bottle and was about to open it, but was stopped by the old man, "There are life-saving things inside. Remember, don't open it until it's a matter of life or death."