The wind howled, blowing against the only window in the room, making a rattling sound.
Lu Anran tapped two fingers on the table. On the seventh tap, two coughs came from the ground.
"Damn girl, you don't know how to respect the old and love the young, and you don't give the old man a hand. The poor old man almost lay on the ground with his old bones..." The cursing voice suddenly stopped, and he slapped his mouth, "Bah, bah, bah!"
Lu Anran glanced at him calmly: "You have thick skin and won't freeze to death."
A figure jumped up from the ground, eyes widened: "You, you, you, how do you talk?"
"... Even if you want to die, you will be poisoned." Lu Anran continued the second half of his own words.
The old man almost fell over in anger, pulled away the messy hair from his face, poured the whole bowl of tea into his mouth with a huff, and said coldly: "Damn girl! There is not a single good word in her mouth."
After saying that, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb proudly and smiled, "Haha, you have something to ask me for today. I tell you, no way!"
Lu Anran was used to the old man's unpredictable temper, so he just said: "I saved you."
"I asked you to save me?"
"I saved it."
The old man's mouth twitched: "Hmph! It seems like it's not your poison as promised."
Yes, the old man was poisoned. When Lu Anran came over, he stepped on his face, causing him to foam at the mouth and twitch.
Lu Anran looked at the shoe and footprints on the old man's face, and felt guilty inexplicably, "Conditions?"
The old man groaned and glanced at Lu Anran with the whites of his eyes: "Did you see the female prisoner on the road?"
Lu Anran frowned slightly, something flashed in his eyes.
"Haha, this time I don't want the snow wolf heart in Rongshan or the dark roots in the ground. I want you to reverse the case for that female prisoner."
"Reverse the verdict?"
"Not bad!" The old man stroked his gray beard, straightened his back, and the light outside shone on his face, which gave him a bit of the temperament of an outsider. "Ah!" He disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Having known the old man for more than two years, Lu Anran didn't know his identity, nor was he a teacher or friend. The only relationship they had established was exchange.
Lu Anran exchanged what he wanted from the old man, and the old man said one condition at a time, but the old man's request was rather strange, and he asked for a variety of things.
She picked sour plums from Wang Yuan's wife's house, dug through the mud of the Saiyuan River outside the city, or caught a mouse and asked Lu Anran to cut it open, stripping the meridians and leaving the organs intact, or throwing in a recipe and asking her to make the inside. poison...
The poison the old man was poisoned this time was Lu Anran's last result. Naturally, he didn't take the initiative to drink the poison to test the medicine, it was just... a sneeze.
"Damn girl, pepper was added to the poison. I think you did it on purpose."
Lu Anran: "Yeah."
The old man couldn't believe it: "You, you, you..." He threw the table!
Lu Anran looked at the startled old man with disgust: "Aren't you alive?"
die? It's too late to die!
"Hello? What are you doing?" The old man looked at Lu Anran who was walking to the door.
Lu Anran turned his eyes: "To complete this mission, I want your "Thousand Gold Pharmacopeia"."
The old man covered his heart with a look of pain on his face: "Old man, I know that you, a damn girl, only care about the old man's treasure at the bottom of the box."
"Qianjin Pharmacopoeia" - it is said to be written by the Medicine Sage. It is the life-long effort of the Medicine Sage and covers tens of thousands of difficult and complicated diseases. It is a priceless treasure in the eyes of doctors.
The Medicine Sage believes that human life is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold, hence the name "Thousands of Gold Pharmacopoeia".
It's just that everyone knows that the "Qianjin Pharmacopoeia" has been lost since the previous dynasty. It has been hundreds of years. Lu Anran doesn't know how it got into the hands of the old man.
However, it will soon be hers, so there is no need to ask where it came from.
Lu Anran stepped out of the threshold, and heard the old man say coldly behind him: "Oh, is this answer so pleasant?"
Lu Anran stood facing the street, the strong wind blowing her red cloak, like the only color blooming in the world. Her face was hidden behind the curtain, and only her clear and indifferent voice penetrated the surrounding haze and reached the old man's ears. .
"I'm afraid you can't afford to lose and regret it."
The old man watched the woman's back gradually fade away and blurred, and suddenly he chuckled: "Damn girl." Then he narrowed his eyes and his smile faded: "It's time for the people from the royal capital to come."
