Lu's Ancestral Hall
The candlelight was dim, the incense and fireworks were lingering, and it matched the whining wind outside, creating an eerie silence.
Lu Anran glanced at the memorial tablets above, which were densely arranged for half of the house. The Lu family was a wealthy family with a profound social background, and naturally the population was prosperous, but it was limited to Lu Xun's generation.
Lu Xun is Lu Anran's father, the current head of the Lu clan, and the governor of Mengdu County.
The common people didn't understand, but the families of the seven counties knew it. Lu Xun was conservative and mediocre, with no ambitions. Therefore, the Mengdu County in his hands had declined in recent years, and the name of Mengdu was nothing more than that.
Lu Anran spread her right hand flat and placed her palm on the cover of the pharmacopoeia. She smiled in her heart. Mrs. Lu, like her, did not live up to her name.
After calming down, Lu Anran began to flip through the book.
Medical ethics comes first, and then it is recorded in herbal medicine, medicine, and then diagnosis and treatment, from shallow to deep, totaling ninety-three volumes.
There are countless prescriptions and diseases in it, covering gynecology, pediatrics, facial features, internal medicine and surgery, as well as detoxification first aid, food therapy and health preservation, pulse theory and acupuncture, with more than a thousand comprehensive prescriptions.
Lu Anran flipped through it roughly, feeling extremely frightened. He couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He said that he was worthy of being the sage of medicine. There is no more complete medical book than this.
The lowered eyelashes were half-fallen, covering the clear eyes like water, and a trace of surprise passed by like ripples of light.
The place covered by the finger was an inch to the left, and the mark was bright red, stinging the eyes.
Blood!
A drop of human blood in "Qianjin Pharmacopoeia"!
Numerous question marks flashed through Lu Anran's mind, and they gradually gathered together to form a calm analysis——
There was nothing in the house, and it had been less than two hours since she left. The old man couldn't do it alone. Before leaving, he asked the neighbors, but no one heard any movement.
At that time, she felt strange. Even if she moved out, why was she so hasty? The room seemed to have been ransacked. Except for the pharmacopoeia and furniture, it was completely empty.
But it was the pharmacopoeia, neatly placed in the center of the table, that made her suppress all kinds of bad guesses.
Now this drop of blood, and the obvious mark of the book page being pressed next to the bloodstain...
Lu Anran took out something that fell out of the book before, a sign about the size of half a palm, made of black lacquered copper, with the word '撒' on the front, and a willow leaf engraved on the back. The leaves were slender, shaped like scissors, and soft. The object was carved with a sharp aura.
Could it be that the old man was obviously kidnapped?
But it doesn't make sense.
How to explain "Qianjin Pharmacopoeia"?
Lu Anran was kneeling on the ground, with his back as tall and straight as a green bamboo, and his figure as elegant as a pair of black eyes, which were as bright as the stars in the dim cold night, with occasional ripples of light.
People who are not familiar with medical skills may not necessarily understand the value of the "Thousand Gold Pharmacopoeia", and may just regard it as an ordinary book, so it seems natural that the old man left a book behind to cover up the disappearance of the old man.
She pressed her fingers slightly and held the token in her hand. Everything was just speculation, and she still needed to go to the Silver Building.
This silver house is not the silver of gold and silver jewelry, but the silver of silver coins, and it eats money.
Lu Anran couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought of a piece of news worth a thousand taels. It's easy to be embarrassed if you don't have money.
Sighing deeply, it doesn't matter what the outcome is. Old man, I paid a big price for you, so I just want to repay you for the kindness I gave you.
The old man's identity and origins are a mystery, he has an eccentric personality, and he has a lot of good things at his disposal. He can even take out pharmacopoeia that have been lost for hundreds of years.
I remember that we first met him more than two years ago. The old man was being chased by a dog and he actually hid behind Lu Anran who was passing by.
Lu Anran felt that the old man was a little shameless, but the old man said that Lu Anran had no love at a young age, and he criticized her in tears, leaving Lu Anran speechless.
Because of this, the two formed a 'bad relationship'!
When did you start trading?
Lu Anran frowned. It was that time when she helped a child next door remove a fish bone stuck in her throat. The old man said that she had a talent for studying medicine, and he couldn't help but throw an introductory medical book to her.
The old man took her to get started, but he never taught her anything personally, said he would not be her teacher, and even told her not to have any thoughts that she shouldn't have.
Lu Anran thought at that time, with your appearance, do I want you to be poor or dirty?
Then, the two started a deal - every time the old man completed the task, one of Lu Anran's requests would be fulfilled.
Until Lu Anran got the "Qianjin Pharmacopoeia".
Now that I think about it...
Lu Anran carefully rubbed the cover of the book with his thumb. Everyone was picking fish bones like that. His eyes were opened or something, so he could see her talent.
In the secluded place of the ancestral hall, once the two doors were closed, no light from the sky came in, only the dancing candlelight, making it dim.
I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly there were steady footsteps.
Immediately after the door was pushed open, the strong wind swept in instantly. The light that had been swaying for a long time struggled desperately for two times, and finally died down and was completely extinguished, leaving a puff of smoke curling into the sky, as if it was the last sign of unwillingness.
