Hunting College

"In the depths of the Silent Forest, there are gray finches and opossums in the same burrow, living in the stone mountain."

"The mountain with the same cave for birds and mice, three hundred and sixty steps southwest, has a mound with redwood on it, which is shaped like an old man and bears red fruit; to the north of the mound is beautiful stone, whose color is black and yellow; , Forehead horns."

"This tortoise is supernatural. It's a hundred years old and white in color, and its hair grows on its back. It can talk to people forever."

"Take the armor of a hundred-year-old white tortoise and kill the tortoise for divination, which is a complete strategy."

"Take the armor of the thousand-year-old hairy tortoise, burn it and smash it, make one, and prolong your life for a hundred years."

"When you encounter a 10,000-year-old turtle, burn incense and pray, pray for fate, and everything will happen."

Dr. Duzem was muttering as he took out an old long-haired tortoise from under his desk and placed it in front of the two young wizards.

The shell of this old turtle is rugged, and it is covered with gray and white hairs. The head and feet are shrunk in the shell. At first glance, it looks like a piece of moldy wood.

"Is this the thousand-year-old tortoise you just mentioned?" Zheng Qing looked at the ‘wood’ in front of him in awe and asked respectfully.

This is his first close encounter with a life that has been over a thousand years old.

Just looking at it from the side, you can feel a heavy historical atmosphere in your heart.

Awesome.

The doctor nodded slightly and buckled the old turtle's back with his fingers.

"Clang, clang, clang."

The percussive sound is like golden stones, sweet and crisp.

The tortoise's shell trembled, and then there was a crackling sound.

The old tortoise's head and four feet slowly protruded out of the shell.

A stubby horn that resembles a wine cup, as bright as a moon, appeared first in front of everyone.

"Since you don't want the'sage's powder', then I will work harder and give you a few pairs of'Yu Yuan Ling San'." While waiting for the old turtle to slowly probe, Dr. Du Zemu clapped his hands to Zheng Qing Said: "This recipe comes from the allusion I just mentioned. The back armor of the Chitose Spirit Turtle contains plenty of life energy, and it is a very important main medicine in many elixir for reviving it."

While talking, the turtle lying on the desk slowly stuck out his head and four feet.

It blinked slowly, shaking off the dust and cobwebs on its eyelids, opened its mouth, stretched its neck silently, raised its head, and looked at the doctor.

Dr. Duzem glanced at it, did not speak, but took a short silver knife from the toolbox and wiped it slowly with a silk scarf.

"Are you going to kill the turtle to get its shell?" Jiang Yu suddenly took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to block the turtle's shell, and raised his voice slightly: "I can't let you do this."

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, and then he waved his hand and objected: "I don't agree, I don't agree."

To kill an innocent life for a group of elves, which he could not accept anyway.

"I can choose the'sage's powder', the big deal is to borrow some jade coin turnover from the wandering mage." Zheng Qing worriedly looked at the knife in the doctor's hand, and said quickly: "Killing to save lives is very bad. ."

Jiang Yu turned his head to look at him, with a bright smile, and raised his Kun bag: "I can borrow your money, interest-free!"

"Boom!" A resounding sound from the desk drew the attention of the two young wizards back.

Dr. Duzem held the table with both hands and opened his black eye sockets. He looked terrifying, and his voice was one order higher than Jiang Yu: "Kill the turtle to get the shell? Do I look so stupid?"

The old tortoise with his neck stretched also turned his head, blinked his small green bean-sized eyes, and looked at the two young wizards mockingly.

Zheng Qing never thought that a tortoise could squeeze out such a rich facial expression.

Worthy of being the **** of a thousand years, he muttered to himself in his heart.

"But," Jiang Yu blushed, and his outstretched arm slowly retracted, and whispered, "But, didn't you just say that you want to kill a whole turtle. After taking the shell, you have to mash it and roast it with fire. What?"

Zheng Qing nodded quickly beside him, indicating that he had heard it too.

"Is the child now so poor in understanding?" Dr. Duzem lowered his head and looked at the old tortoise helplessly.

A trace of blood dripped from his eyes.

The old tortoise quickly popped his neck, stretched his tongue, and sucked the blood plasma into his mouth.

Then it retracted its neck, smacked, and shook its head slowly.

"Take the armor of the thousand-year-old hairy tortoise, burn it and smash it, make one of them, and prolong your life for a hundred-is this the sentence?" The doctor took out a jade scissors from the toolbox, wiped it with a silk cloth, and stretched it. The voice asked.

The two young wizards quickly nodded their heads.

"You two, who will translate?"

Jiang Yu glanced at Zheng Qing, then let him speak with his eyes.

Zheng Qing cleared his throat and simply translated: "In other words, a thousand-year-old tortoise carapace, roasted and mashed with fire, a whole tortoise's carapace can extend its life span by a hundred years."

"Young people nowadays are so imprecise." The doctor shook his head and sighed again and again: "If you want to accurately understand the original meaning of an ancient saying, you must translate it literally, not paraphrase... Paraphrase is always prone to omissions."

The old tortoise also arched his head and nodded again and again, with a look of approval.

"I'm just giving your elves a week or two to live longer. Do you need a whole turtle shell? Use your brain!" Dr. Dozem stretched out his index finger, poked his head hard, and asked, "Change your mind. Will I only charge for a golden bean for the year's elixir?"

Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu flushed at the same time.

Dr. Duzem paused and did not continue to teach the two young people, but only added: "That paragraph comes from an ancient great wizard. Yanshou Hundredsui is naturally aimed at figures of the level of the great wizard... Can the consumption of the elves compare to a finger of the great wizard?"

"All beings are equal," Zheng Qing muttered in a low voice.

"What?" the doctor asked, raising his voice.

"He meant, what should we do." Jiang Yu reluctantly came out again to make a round. She glared at Zheng Qing and said to the doctor: "How long will it take you to prepare this prescription? Are we waiting here?"

"It won't take long, it won't take long." The doctor waved his hand, hesitated, and added: "However, you do need to use it."

Zheng Qing lifted up his spirits upon hearing the words, rolled up his sleeves and looked at the test bench against the wall, with an expression of eagerness on his face.

"You two, don't get close to the test bench." The doctor moved a step, blocking Zheng Qing's eyes, and pointing out the window blankly: "Go to the yard and cut twelve branches and young leaves from the old mulberry tree. Leaves with fruit...this is a tool, cut with jade, and a porcelain plate holder. Be careful not to touch your hands, leaves on dead branches, or fruits from old mulberry leaves."

Zheng Qing took the jade scissors and the porcelain plate frustratedly, and followed Jiang Yu to the courtyard.

He really wanted to see how the doctor formulated this medicine.

It would be better if you could help.

Seeing the two young people walking out of the study, Dr. Dozem lowered his head, counted the elves in the carton again, and turned to look at the turtle.

"Old ghost, make a discussion," he smiled and rubbed his hands: "How about lending me twelve backs?"

The old tortoise raised his head, opened his mouth wide, looked at the doctor threateningly, and shook his head firmly.

"Just twelve ~www.readwn.com~ I will give you a pill rubbed by the'sage's powder' in a while." The doctor pressed his hand with a big hand, and unceremoniously swallowed a handful of gray and white hair from the turtle's back: " You haven’t taken your tortoise shell again, don’t be so stingy."

"Ah..." The tortoise arched his hands hard with his head and roared angrily in his throat.

"Ah, a few more...it doesn't matter, just consider it a discount." The doctor opened his black eyes and smiled and twisted the gray hair between his fingers.

The old servant Constantine did not know when he would stand in the study again.

He glanced at Ling Turtle worriedly, and asked softly: "Master, it's lunch time."

"The guest hasn't left, eat later, and eat later!" Dr. Dozem waved his hand again and again, hesitated for a moment, and then ordered: "Take my eyeballs here...it seems to be a bit long today."

As he said, he picked up the silver short knife in his hand and began to finely chop the gray long hairs that had been smashed from the turtle's back.

On the desk, the old tortoise stared maliciously at the two eyeballs in the cup that were undulating in the liquid, his mouth opened, and finally closed again with annoyance.