Organ Throne

"Hey, Qiangzi! How can we get out?" A 16-year-old girl was lying on the stone table in the yard, resting her chin in her hands, at the Tianqing cultivator's station.

On the table, there is a small organ fish made of silver metal, which is extremely delicate, spinning around in place.

Qiangzi sat opposite her and rubbed his forehead and said, "Oh my little aunt, even if we want to run, we have to stop for a few days, so that the seniors can relax and talk about it!"

Being detained at the station and not allowed to go out is really uncomfortable.

Xiaoman is not an honest master. After only three days in peace, he started planning to "escape" again.

Captain Lei and the others are so busy, they can't watch the two little devils by themselves, they can only take care of the two elders of the monks while they stay behind, which gives Xiaoman a chance. It's just that the upright Sheng Lao and the others have been explained by the head of Lei, and they are very strict, and they have failed several times.

"I have an idea!" Xiaoman stood up abruptly, rolled his eyes and said, "Put medicine!"

"Damn it, you're not really here!" As soon as these words came out, Xu Qiang jumped, pulling Xiaoman to surrender himself.

Should you be able to take the blame and make merit?

"What do you think I'm talking about? Let's say, Boss Hu is my uncle, no one dares to do anything to me!" The more Xiaoman thought about it, the more he thought it was a good idea, he picked up the silver fish and hung it on the At the waist, he grabbed Qiangzi again, "Let's go, let's go to the dispensing!"

"Uh, do you know the formula?" Qiangzi was a little helpless, but what else could he do? Of course, follow her crazy!

Xiaoman pouted: "This is not easy, I would play around when I was ten years old, specially to deal with the big dog next door!"

Halite powder is extracted from a mixture of two commonly used anesthetics, and there are a lot of anesthetic reserves in the cultivator group. After all, those cultivators often suffer trauma. ,

Xiaoman took Qiangzi to a hidden wing, which was the pharmacy on the premises.

The door was locked, but Xiaoman pulled a spiky hairpin from the bun and giggled, "This thing can't hold me back!"

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came, and the bronze door lock fell in response.

Xiaoman grabbed the copper lock and didn't let it make any noise. He turned around and said to Qiangzi, "Look around the corner and cough when someone comes over!"

"Okay!" Qiangzi replied in a low voice, he was still a little frightened.

Living with Xiaoman is really exciting!

Xiaoman ignored him and walked into the hut with his hands and feet, and a strong smell of medicine came out. It was the first time she came here, and all kinds of medicine powders and ointments in transparent jars were sticking to them. Label.

She was very familiar with these things, and after a brief glance, she saw more than a dozen bottles containing anesthetics, among which were the diazepam and halostone powder she was looking for.

The corners of her eyes showed joy, she took out two small empty bottles from her bosom, unscrewed the two large bottles of diazepam and halite powder, poured some in each, and put them back carefully, without looking at anything else, turned around and walked out.

"Is there anyone here?" After closing the copper lock again, Xiao Man asked Qiangzi in a low voice.

"No! Got it?"

"That is!"

The two did not stay any longer, and quickly ran to Xiaoman's room.

Xiaoman was eager to go out to play, and quickly found a small stove with a beautiful and simple shape.

This furnace is an uncommon 2-star mechanism called a smelting instrument. Compared with the regular source heat instrument in the office room, it has its own merits. It is a mechanism specially used to smelt medicinal powder.

Under the astonished gaze of Qiangzi, Xiaoman skillfully weighed out Valium Powder and Halite Powder, calculated the proportions and added them to the heater, and then slowly stimulated his perception and began to smelt the powder.

On the side, Qiangzi was stunned: "You know how to make medicine?"

Xiaoman is busy this time, so he doesn't have time to pay attention to him.

She carefully observed the smelting of the two powders in the furnace, and used the sensor to activate the melting apparatus to change the temperature and stirring rate. After more than ten minutes, the two powders in the furnace turned into semi-liquid and semi-solid forms, and It started to fuse together to form a ointment before she stopped.

While wiping the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, she said, "What's wrong with this? Refining medicine is very simple, but it's a little troublesome. If you don't pay attention, you will fail."

"Isn't that difficult? Old Man Sun is the only one in the regiment who knows how to make medicine? I think many people are afraid of him with his nose upturned!" Qiangzi suddenly remembered something, and jumped two meters away from Xiaoman. " You... are you a pharmacist? Do you also use poison?"

He had never heard of a pharmacist before, there was only one small doctor in Xiaochang Town, and all the medicines he used were bought from outside.

However, after joining Tianqing, he learned about the profession of pharmacist only when he chatted with some old monks. They all seemed to be experts in detoxification and poison use. Very poisonous.

"This girl is proficient in 18 kinds of strange poisons in the world, even if the three-star beast tide has to be avoided, you have to be careful in the future!" Xiaoman suddenly said in a negative way.

Seeing that Qiangzi really took two steps back, he suddenly burst out laughing, pointed at him and said, "Qiangzi, you are so courageous! This is where you met Lu Ao in the wild and wanted to grab it with your bare hands. Stupid little cow!"

Qiangzi saw that she was joking, and said unhappily, "Okay! I forgot that pharmacists mainly dispense medicines to save people."

I don't blame him. When the monks chatted, they must have used poison to say it.

At this time, nearly fifteen minutes had passed. Xiaoman observed the condition of the ointment in the furnace through perception, lowered the temperature slightly, and watched the changes carefully, and stopped talking nonsense to Qiangzi.

"All right!"

After another five minutes, Xiaoman drank lightly, stopped perception, turned on the small stove and observed it, and then put the white ointment that had become a ball into another small trap, and continued to activate perception to dry it.

Looking at Xiaoman's series of skillful movements, and this is obviously not the first time he has used the refining and dispensing tools, Qiangzi believes that Xiaoman is really a pharmacist.

But this is even more depressing.

Aren't all pharmacists not very good at head-to-head combat?

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Too embarrassing!

"Hey, stupid cow, come and help me grind!" Xiaoman finally finished his work and shouted.

"I don't know how to dispense medicine..."

"How can I expect you to dispense medicine? Besides, this halostone powder is so simple that it can't be called medicine. I've already done it, and I just need to grind it into powder!"

After the halostone powder is ground, it is a kind of slightly gray powder, its efficacy is slightly stronger, and the best effect is to dissolve in water and swallow. If breathing into the air, a larger amount is required.

The two were familiar with the station, and roughly figured out the laws of their activities.

When no one came to the tea room, they sprinkled a lot of halite powder into the kettle, and soon the gray-white powder completely melted into the water. It looked colorless and odorless, and it was easy to be tricked if you weren't careful.

For example, there are not many people left at the station today, probably less than 20, mainly the cultivators who were injured and recuperating. Lao Sheng is the largest of them, and he is almost 50 this year. He is a member of the older generation of the Tianqing monk group, but his strength is not too strong.

After his left arm was injured, he stayed at the station for two years, occasionally training some juniors in the sect to do some basic physical training.

However, Xiaoman and Qiangzi are not weak, so they did not learn from him.

The more than a dozen juniors in the hospital are all in their teens. To lay a solid foundation, Lao Sheng's guidance is very serious.

Finally, when he was busy for a while, he walked slowly to the tea room, poured himself a new pot of tea to hang out, and then poured another pot to deliver to the two brothers who were guarding the door at the door.

Half an hour later, the two little old men in the concierge of the Tianqing monk group fell asleep.

Suddenly two figures appeared nearby. After a brief observation, they did not hesitate and ran out quietly.