When he walked into the room, the little assistant was there crying, "Teacher, teacher."
The writer Mr. Shu, who was lying on the boss's chair, had entered a confused world, and his whole person was drifting.
"The ending, the ending, I'm coming."
There was a strange smile on the green-black face, and the eyes were red with green-black eyes. He didn't look like a person at all. Even his body exuded a kind of stench, which was very light, but very similar to the smell of a dead body. .
"How much he drank."
Picking up the small bottle on the ground, Officer Zhao smelled it and asked.
"One bottle, the teacher drank the whole bottle. The seller said he checked too much. I tried to persuade him but the teacher didn't listen. Now that he has left this medicine, he can't even write a book."
"This is Medicine Corpse, also called Five Stone Powder. Later it was called by other names. What you can write after drinking this thing is not a good thing, because after drinking the medicine, you will be high for a period of time. Period, who makes people cheerful and physical, and then your spirit will take you into a bizarre world. That is the world that medicine likes. In that world, anything is possible, but you always write it out. The books will also be affected by the taste of medicine and become dark and ugly."
Zhao Li took the small bottle and looked through the books and drafts on the table. They were all unsightly things.
"It's true. When I first worked as an assistant for the teacher, the teacher was still writing fairy tales. Although the books he wrote at that time didn't make much money, they were very beautiful. The teacher often had no inspiration at that time, so I found some for him. I bought this medicine because I just exposed him to the powder, and the seller said there would be no problem as long as the product is taken in moderation.
After the teacher drank the medicine, he did write very popular works, but those were not like those written by Teacher Shi. They were all filled with strange, chaotic, violent and sentimental things. This is not the book written by my favorite teacher. And now he is taking medicine more and more frequently. If he doesn't take medicine now, the teacher can't write a word. "
Zhao Li, who was looking through the books, closed the book and said, "Your world is really weird. Even a beautiful fairy tale cannot be sold, but ugly and dark stuff is loved by everyone. He drank too much." , there is no hope, hundreds of thousands of people died from drug addiction in the five hundred years from the Wei and Jin Dynasties to Tang Tianbao."
Hearing what Officer Zhao said, the assistant burst into tears.
Zhang Zhiwei flipped through a fairy tale book with wrinkles on the corners, "Hey, this book is pretty good. It could be promoted."
"Zhang Zhiwei, didn't you see? This is a drug addict. This kind of person cannot be saved and is not worth saving. I have seen many such people. They are just for money. When we ruled Xiangjiang, none of the societies there wanted these. Junkies, because they all suck!”
He looked numbly at Mr. Shu, who was motionless on the boss's chair, with a look of disgust on his face. He had seen many drug addicts. In his more than one hundred years of life, he had seen too many such people. No, such people are not worth saving.
"This Taoist Priest, my teacher did not take the initiative to drink the medicine. It was me who harmed him. I found the medicine for him and asked the teacher to drink it. Everything is my fault. If you can save his life, I’m willing to do whatever you ask me to do, please, please!”
At this time, the assistant was also sick and rushed to the doctor. She started kowtowing to Momadi and Zhang Zhiwei. She knocked firmly on the ground every time. Although there was a carpet on the ground, everyone still saw the hair on the assistant's head. bruises.
"Master, do you really have any idea?"
Jade asked, pulling Zhang Zhiwei's sleeve.
"There is a way, but it's not us who save him, but you who save him. You are a pharmacist, and only pharmacists can deal with medicine. This is your instinct, so it doesn't matter whether we agree or not, because we can save him or not. In your case, by the way, medicine only exists in the blood of the medicine man."
Zhang Zhiwei looked at Jade and said.
Zhao Li looked at Feicui without saying anything. He knew that only a pharmacist could deal with the medicine corpse, but now Feicui was Zhang Zhiwei's disciple, so there were some things he couldn't do for him.
"The drug is in my blood?"
Jade frowned and immediately figured out what she should do.
Then she took out a hairpin and came to Mr. Shu's side. She raised the hairpin and scratched her palm. Then a bunch of pink highlights flew out of her wound and came to Mr. Shu's body. At the same time, they were also flying outside and came to those floating green light spots.
Then a pink light curtain appeared on Mr. Shu's body, and this light curtain changed back and forth between green and pink.
"This is salvation. It is the living medicine that gives the dead medicine the salvation. The medicine is originally a higher life than us. I haven't seen the pharmacist for a long time. I thought you no longer existed, so protect yourself. The pharmacist can Not a safe profession.”
Zhao Li looked at this scene and said with a heavy tone.
"Li Zhao, you don't need to worry about this. I am my disciple. I can naturally protect her. Those monsters, haha, I will take care of them!"
Zhang Zhiwei came to Li Zhao's side with his hands behind his back, looking at the sixth floor wrapped in pink, "Hey, this color is still very good, my girl's heart is moved, hahaha!"
"You are disrespectful to an old man and still have the heart of a girl. I am going to vomit."
He looked at Zhang Zhiwei numbly and said.
"Well, I also know a lot of things about young people. How can I know nothing like you? This is not acceptable."
Zhang Zhiwei looked at Mamadi and laughed.
"It doesn't matter whether you know something about young people or not. We have biological computers that store knowledge for us. The key is that you don't even have a lot of knowledge that you should know. This is not good. You shouldn't be able to buy it." Come on, it’s only three to five billion, and you can’t even take it out?”
He glanced at Zhang Zhiwei from the corner of his eyes and said.
"Senior Li, your money is only used by you, while my money is used by the entire Taoist sect. These expenses must be planned. After all, leading a force is different from being alone."
Zhang Zhiwei smiled meaningfully.
"I am also the host of a force. Your statement is not valid. You don't have the money. To put it bluntly, your Longhu Mountain's income is insufficient. You can't increase revenue and reduce expenditure. Your Longhu Mountain's family temple system It’s time for reform. The most reasonable thing is that the mediocre should be demoted and the capable should be promoted. As for nepotism, forget about it. Playing this way will only make it weaker and weaker."
Although Mamadi knew that the mediocre ones were inferior to the capable ones in Longhu Mountain, but the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain could only be named Zhang. This made Zhang Zhiwei unable to reply.
After listening to the news, Zhao Li wrote it down one by one, and when he was about to return to the underworld, he told Pluto these things to see if it would be of any use.
