Dou Po's refining medicine can become stronger

Chapter 270

"The items from the Alchemist's Guild are beautifully made, but they are also practical. If you wear them, you will have a face." Qin Chuan, who was walking on the street, said with satisfaction looking at the robe in his hand.

The streets were really crowded. After walking through several busy aisles, Qin Chuan entered a small alley in order to return to the inn quickly.

This small alley is several feet wide, and it is no problem for some carriages to pass by, but it is not connected to any lively streets, so there are not many people walking around.

Qin Chuan entered the alley and suddenly turned his head. A hidden weapon passed through his ears with a piercing sound. With a "buzz", it cut a hole in the clothes in his hand.

Qin Chuan turned around quickly, and several people jumped down from both sides of the alley, wearing black clothes to cover their faces, with shining blades in their hands.

"Get up!" A few rapiers flew out from the bun on the head, the speed was too fast, these people had no time to react, and the Longyang rapier reached the neck.

The blade held high in his hand was about to slash towards Qin Chuan, but he stayed helplessly in the air, not daring to wriggle up and down his Adam's apple.

"Princess Yaoye, since you're here, don't hide." Qin Chuan looked at the fork in the alley.

A white horse came out slowly, and the handsome and heroic woman on the horse's back was the eldest princess Yaoye.

"I wanted to see how strong Mr. Qin Chuan is, but now it seems that I have no chance."

"What? What's wrong with me, princess?" Qin Chuan accepted the Longyang rapier.

"It's okay, I'm just interested in you, how did you guess it was me?"

Qin Chuan looked at the robe in his hand, and slowly lifted it up. This time, the opening became more conspicuous.

"Faoaia said that the hardness of this thing is harder than ordinary iron and can resist knife cuts, which means that the two darts just now are made of high-quality iron.

This kind of iron is probably only used by the royal family, and there are very few people in the royal family who I have contacted. It is not difficult to guess that it is you. It seems that my guess is correct. "

A smile appeared on Yaoye's face, and he pushed aside the blue hair beside his face, "Mr. Qin Chuan is so smart, it seems that he is not just a genius in refining medicine."

"Princess Yaoye seems to be very interested in my strength. Even after she left the union, she didn't forget to follow me."

"I don't know the rules and regulations of your pharmacists, but I just learned that the assessment of the second rank requires the strength of a Doushi, and the assessment of the third rank must be higher, far surpassing that of a Doushi.

I have also seen many young talents, and those so-called geniuses, but I have never met a 20-year-old who is far beyond the strength of a Dou Shi. "

Qin Chuan put the clothes into the ring and said, "Princess Yaoye, is she trying to kidnap me back? Please investigate carefully?"

"Of course not, it's just that you really have no interest in joining our royal family?"

Qin Chuan shook his head, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"Damn, this guy is really shameless."

"Okay, needless to say, let's go back."

"Although this Qin Chuan is thousands of miles away on the surface, there is always a temptation for people to want to know more about it." Yao Ye thought in his heart.

Two days later, the edge of the desert.

The wind and sand filled the air, and the sand particles were like rain and snow. Looking up, the wilderness was covered with rain and fog, and the city was not visible for thousands of miles. The white hot air from the scorching sun enveloped the boundless desert.

Qin Chuan was wearing a cloth cloak and a straw hat. Against the wind and sand, he turned and entered the small town on the left side. He said that the small town was just ten low houses.

"The vast desert is endless, and the lonely city is empty on all sides. I didn't expect that there are still a few houses here. It's really rare." Qin Chuan pushed open the heavy curtain to protect against sand and dust and entered an inn.

After looking at this quaint shop with both eyes, a waiter trotted over, "You are here, guest officer. This shop sells some small items and maps, but what do you need?"

Qin Chuan flicked the moonstone hanging next to the sound with his fingers, "Just take a look, you are busy with your business."

"Okay." Knowing that he needed to spend less time talking, the shop clerk happily ran to the side, fearing that Qin Chuan would call him back again.

The shop is still spacious, but not luxurious, and the decoration is even a little casual. There are about seven or eight customers, and the business is okay.

Qin Chuan didn't come here for some small objects or maps. After scanning the faces of these people, he keenly stopped on the long wooden table in front of the big counter.

On the long black table was a white-haired old man, radiant, dressed in blue cloth, black shoes, plainly dressed, busy with the work in hand, Qin Chuan entered without even raising his head.

As the owner of this shop, he doesn't look like a boss at all, just like an outsider.

"finally found you."

Seeing that there were so many people here, Qin Chuan was not in a hurry to disturb the old man. He casually looked around on the wooden shelf full of holes, frowning and opened some dusty books.

Out of the corner of his eye, he never left the old man, as if he noticed the strange gaze, the old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Chuan with cold Lingli eyes.

The two looked at each other briefly, Qin Chuan's face was like an ancient well, without any waves, he just nodded casually, ending the brief look at each other.

It was definitely not easy for this young man to meet the old man's eyes. Looking at Qin Chuan not far away, the old man lost his mind on his work and hurriedly put down his pen.

Qin Chuan rummaged through the wooden frame with several holes. It seemed that everything on the wooden frame was shaking, and a fragment of the picture slowly fell down.

He stretched out his hand to fish it out, and the broken picture stopped firmly in the palm of his hand. Qin Chuan also showed it to the old man without hiding it.

"This thing is not for sale, put it down." The old man replied immediately.

"I'm not ready to buy either."

The old man stood up slowly, "I don't think you are looking for a map, are you?"

"Oh, what do you say, what else can I do when I come to your shop?"

"I don't know about that. If you really came to buy things, why do you look at me from time to time? I advise you not to do anything stupid."

After seeing Qin Chuan's behavior, the old man was still very calm, and made himself a cup of tea, "I don't have anything valuable here, I advise you not to go on the road of no return."

"So you thought I was a robber and thief?" Qin Chuan smiled.

"Look, there's a sandstorm coming over there. Everyone, please leave quickly." One of the customers opened the door curtain and said.

This is the edge of the desert. You can leave safely in a quarter of an hour or two. Qin Chuan is sitting on the guest chair and making himself a cup of tea.

In the blink of an eye, only Qin Chuan and the old man were left in the room.

(End of this chapter)