Chapter 177

Chu Yang smiled coldly: "I can refine a mere marrow essence pill myself, so why waste money on it?"

Indeed, Chu Yang’s main purpose in coming to the ghost market is to buy some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to use to personally refine elixirs that are one level higher than the Marrow Yuan Dan. His goal is not the Marrow Yuan Dan, and it is even said that he Didn't even take a fancy to it.

Fang Bozhong laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, you boy, you may not have real skills, but your ability to brag is really high. Looking at the entire Daxia Kingdom, there are only a few people who can refine the Marrow Pill, and They are all hidden masters, otherwise the Xu family would have spent a lot of money and effort to send people to find the Essence Pill!"

"Besides, although I, Fang, am not a professional doctor, mountain doctors tell fortunes, and mystical doctors do not distinguish between families. In addition, I am also an old man in the world. How could I have misjudged him? Boss Qian is a very nice person, and I don't trust him. You won’t trick me.”

Chu Yang sneered: "Since you are so conceited, do you dare to eat that Yuan Yang Pill?"

"Whatever you have here, just eat it. Anyway, Yangyuan Dan nourishes yin and yang, and has the effect of nourishing qi and blood on the body. It doesn't matter if I take it now." Fang Bozhong said very confidently.

Boss Qian next to him had a complicated expression at this time, looking panicked.

What if Fang Bozhong eats his Yangyuan Pill and gets diarrhea? Then the secret will be revealed.

"Master Fang, I don't want to eat this Yuan Yang Pill." Boss Qian said quickly.

"What? You don't want to eat?" Fang Bozhong was stunned for a moment, frowned and said angrily: "Boss Qian, you're not going to fool me with a fake one!"

"No, no, no, how can it be possible? I didn't make it clear just now. I meant that you can't eat it. You have to drink it with water. There is no water in the store now, so it's inconvenient to take it. I think you should take it home and take it. ." Boss Qian felt guilty and thought of a reason he thought was more reasonable.

The ghost market happened to have no water supply today. The streets were full of antique shops and there were no shops selling drinks. Boss Qian was a little proud. This was the perfect reason.

But at this moment, Fang Bozhong opened the zipper of the backpack he was carrying and took out a thermos cup from it.

"It's okay, I brought my own boiled water here." As he spoke, Fang Bozhong unscrewed the bottle cap and said with a confident and relaxed expression: "Boss Qian, don't be nervous. I believe in your credibility, and even more in mine." Don't worry about your eyesight, you can smoke a cigarette first to calm down, it won't be a problem."

After saying that, Fang Bozhong threw the Yuan Yang Pill into his mouth, took another sip of water and swallowed it.

"Fang...Master Fang..." Boss Qian's outstretched hand hung in the air, trying to stop him but not in time.

"Boss Qian, why are you nervous? Look, I'm fine. I won't blackmail you." Fang Bozhong looked relaxed.

However, the next second, Fang Bozhong clutched his stomach tightly.

Gulu! Gulu!

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Immediately afterwards, the butt shot like a rocket.

Poof! Poof! Poof!