Those days of fighting for the male lead with the winners in life [Quick Transmigration]

He wants to make medicine?

What kind of medicine does he want to make?

He actually wants to refine medicine!

This person can take some cinnabar and weird glue and mix it into a cinnabar mole that can't be washed or dug out. If he really opened a furnace to make alchemy, what terrible things would he produce?

Fearing the unknown, the two mounted their horses again and followed Taoist Shao to the dilapidated farmyard.

The owner of the yard is an old couple. Their son has been stretching on the river for many years, and their lives are very poor.Daoist Shao gave them a few pieces of silver as rent, and the two of them didn't ask any questions, and gave them the main house they usually live in, and slept in the side room by themselves.

The main house is actually not that big. There is an altar on the front wall, a wooden bed on the east wall, and a table and two chairs in the rest of the room.Five big men squeezed in, unable to turn around.Canglang thought the room was stuffy, so he exited the door within a few steps, waved his hand and said, "You stay here, I will rest in the yard for a while."

The space in the room is too small, even if there is no one else, it is impossible to move around.Daoist Shao put all the furniture into the survival kit, leaving only a wooden bed for the client to rest on. Then he stretched out his hand and got out the bronze medicine stove half a person's height.

The medicine stove fell heavily from the sky, and the stove's feet hit the ground deeply, shaking the whole small courtyard.The two old men hurried out of the room, shouting: "There's an earthquake, some guests come to the yard!"

The windows of the main house shut themselves without wind when they came out, and the people inside didn't even move at all.Canglang immediately figured out what the gods in the room meant, and comforted the two old men with his hands between his brows: "Such a small earthquake won't cause any trouble. Didn't it just shake after a long time? It will definitely not shake again."

He talked nonsense, so he simply took out some money and coaxed the old couple to live in a neighbor's house.With no outsiders to disturb him, he locked the courtyard door, ran to the window of the main room, and watched Taoist Shao alchemy through the window.

The situation inside was completely different from what he had imagined: there was no thousand-year-old ginseng and formed Polygonum multiflorum; no lead, mercury, gold stone or processed herbal medicine;What was even more mysterious was that, except for Yan Hanjiang, everyone in the room had their faces covered with cloth scarves.

Canglang asked in a low voice, "What are you practicing?"

Shao Zongyan looked over and saw him peeping out the window, so he also threw a piece of cloth to him.I don't know what kind of medicine was sprinkled on the cloth, and when it was covered, I felt a cool air, which made people breathe much more freely.

And the person who made the medicine wrapped himself even more exaggeratedly, not only covering his face, but also wearing transparent plastic gloves on his hands, carefully opening the medicine bags one by one.Sometimes he used a long-handled spoon to pick a little powder and put it into the mortar, sometimes he threw several kinds of pills into the stove to burn them together, and sometimes he used clear water to boil the pills and mixed them with rice. It's like making some evil and terrible poison.

Yan Hanjiang spat out a stream of blue-green pure yin real fire to help him concoct alchemy. The flickering blue light made the bowl in his hand even more eerie.

After all the active ingredients in the patent medicine were extracted, Shao Zongyan threw all the materials into the furnace, opened the paper bag and sprinkled a bag of cinnabar, and started to forge it.

Cinnabar again.Could it be that he wants to make a cinnabar mole that really won't fade?

Bai Qimo retreated out of the room without a trace, touching the cinnabar mole on his forehead that was still firm and firm, feeling a sense of gratitude and fear in his heart.

Fortunately, he recognized this Taoist priest early on, and what he stuck on his forehead was just a sticky cinnabar mole. If he really couldn't catch up and get rid of it, he would be regarded as a brother for the rest of his life.

Yuan Muxing also had the same guess, and asked in a low voice through the mask covering his face: "Is this intended to be tapped on Lin Yuan's forehead? Does it have any special functions? For example, like Shou Gongsha, it needs a 'crack, bang, bang' to get it done." Lose?"

And something so scary?Bai Qimo and Canglang didn't look at him in the right way, they communicated with each other in a bit of horror, and then fell silent.

Daoist Shao laughed lightly and shook his head: "You mean the Shougong Sha shown on TV? No, it was all based on rumors. I have been practicing alchemy for many years, and I have never heard of such a magical thing. Our sect I was born in refining the elixir of immortality, so when making alchemy pills, you usually need to add some cinnabar to mix it, not to put it on people."

"I see."

Bai Qimo and Canglang breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, feeling a little more at ease in their hearts, but couldn't help asking him: "Then what are you practicing now, it may not be the elixir of death, right?"

Taoist Shao packed up the medicines all over the floor, and replied without raising his head, "It's Shengsheng Huadan."

Shengshenghuadan?It sounds like a magical medicine for life and death, flesh and bones. Could it be that he intends to rely on this medicine to pile up his skills to the extreme, and assassinate Lin Yuan who is surrounded by thousands of armies by himself?Or in order to prevent being injured in the assassination, the wound medicine was prepared first?

This thought flashed through Bai Moyuan's mind, and he said proudly, "If you want to kill Lin Yuan, I can help you."

Just think of it as the reward for letting me experience my brother's pain and change my disgusting bossy mentality when facing my brother.

苍狼也连声附和：“我早看林渊不顺眼了，娶了暮星之后居然让人欺侮他，我也跟你去揍他！”

Taoist Shao packed up the medicines all over the floor, stood up and nodded to the two of them: "Thank you for your kindness, I can take him down by myself. If the two of you are willing to help me, I hope you can escort Yuan Muxing for me then." a place."

At that time, he will attract the attention of the army, and the two will be able to safely escort the customer to the teleportation array.

"What's so difficult about it, Mu Xing's matter is my matter!" Canglang patted his chest, smiled heartily, showing his snow-white teeth: "But what is your medicine for? It depends on your alchemy technique. Why doesn't it look like you're making wound medicine?"

"Because this is not a wound medicine." Shao Zongyan lifted his chin slightly, and explained to them the elixir of his sect solemnly: "The Tao Te Ching says: 'Everything in the world is born of being, and being is born of non-being'. Good Fortune Pill is a magical medicine that makes "existence come from nothing". After taking it, problems such as dizziness, weakness, body sluggishness, dry mouth and nausea, lack of appetite, and gradually enlarged abdomen will occur..."

"Yes..." Bai Qimo suddenly felt that his mouth was so dry that he couldn't speak, swallowed, and asked with all his strength, "Are you pregnant?"

Shao Daochang of course refused to admit it: "How is it possible, even if I have great skills, I can't just take a medicine and make someone pregnant."

It's fine if you can't, it's fine if you can't.Otherwise, this biochemical weapon would be too terrifying.

The three men quietly exhaled, but just as they were about to relax, Daoist Shao gave them another thunderstorm in the second half of his sentence: "Theoretically, this kind of false pregnancy can be maintained forever, but it is generally recommended to wait three to four months. Taking the antidote and pretending to have a miscarriage. Because after taking the medicine, it will only bleed, and there is no possibility of a fetus, and it will appear fake if it is taken after the month is too old."

Still have a miscarriage!

No wonder it is called "Sheng Sheng Hua Pill", it really created a fetus alive... This is simply too scary for a man, for a man!

After hearing the miraculous effects of this medicine, the three of them couldn't recover for a long time. They had no appetite for the spicy fish fillets soaked in red oil and the white rice at dinner. The fake pregnancy thing.

After dinner, it was almost dark.The medicine in the furnace is sintered into round pills, and the rich fragrance of pills comes out from the furnace.

Yan Hanjiang retracted the real fire at the right time, stretched out his hand to lift the hot furnace lid, took out the golden elixir and put it into a medicine bottle.Shao Zongyan touched the furnace wall very quickly, turned his mind to put it back into the life-saving bag before his finger was burned, took the medicine bottle from Yan Hanjiang, stood up and greeted everyone: "It's time to go."

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They still rode in pairs of five, and they bypassed the checkpoint on the river by land first, and got into the water where the light on the boat could not reach.

At night, the river pass is more tightly blocked than during the day, and the buildings and boats are connected in a line with iron chains, and no one can pass through.After bypassing the checkpoint, the downstream is a vast expanse of bright water reflecting the fire, and the boat is almost invisible. The reflections of the stars and the fire dance alternately, which is dazzling and beautiful that is difficult to see during the day.

Bai Qimo has been busy all day and all night, and his energy is already exhausted.But thinking of the kind of medicine that Shao Zongyan made, he dared not sit with him, preferring to endure sleepiness and continue rowing.Canglang also had the same mentality, and went to the back of the boat to learn punting from him.

Customers can exclusively occupy half of the soft air cushion cabin and sleep comfortably wrapped in a space blanket.

Daoist Shao was still lying on Yan Xian's long legs, half-closed his eyes to cultivate his spirit.The slender legs under the head turned into a soft and fleshy fish tail at some point, and the spread tail fin rolled up from below to cover his legs.He turned over and hugged the grass carp's waist, buried his face in the intersection of the fish's tail and his body, breathed in the cold air with a slight smell of water and soil, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Yan Hanjiang stroked that hand up, inserted his fingertips into the wide sleeve of his robe, and stroked his delicate arm. He also lay down on his side, covering him tightly with clothes made of fish skin.

Immediately, there were only two slumped figures left on the clean river, holding bamboo poles, holding the boat alternately as if they would never stop.

Passing through a deep and slow river section, a tall ship sailed up ahead.The lights on the boat were brightly lit, and the voices of people were buzzing, which broke the long-term tranquility of the river and blocked their way forward.

Bai Qimo pulled the tablecloth on the head, squinted his eyes to distinguish the characters under the light.The lifeboat on the bamboo raft showed a bright fluorescent yellow hue under the light of the fire, but he himself was dressed in white and with black hair, except for a little cinnabar mole between his eyebrows that became more vivid and dazzling under the light of the fire.

Someone on the upstairs boat let out a soft "Huh", the lights shook, the water was in an uproar, and the boat actually sailed towards them.

Bai Qimo's heart shuddered, he grabbed the bamboo pole and jumped in front of the bamboo raft, stretched the long pole to the bottom of the water and pushed a little harder, then retreated towards the shore.The big boat went up against the current, seeming to hold them firmly, sailing to the shallow water where the big boat couldn't approach, and jumped out of the boat two young men in red clothes, aged seventeen or eighteen.

One of the two had a red mole at the corner of his eye, and the other had a mole at the corner of his mouth. He was very handsome, and his light kung fu was not bad. He stepped on the water and flew down to the edge of the bamboo raft, and deliberately stepped on it heavily, causing the raft to shake a few times. Shake the sleeping people up.

They held up the lanterns, looked at the red mole on Bai Qimo's forehead with disdain and jealousy, and asked arrogantly: "You are Mrs. Changle Hou? My master asked us to 'invite' you aboard."

The word "please" was bitten hard, but people were not polite, they both jumped in front of Bai Qimo, one left and one right, trying to force him up.

The wolf let out a "puchi" laugh, tightened the tablecloth on his head, squatted behind him, his whole body convulsed with laughter.Yuan Muxing was also awakened by the shaking. Lying in the cabin, he happened to see the two brothers bullying Bai Qimo with their martial arts. He couldn't help but chuckled, and murmured: "This is really true. I've caught up with the times." It's funny, it's funny to watch from the sidelines. It's like watching those great shows that girls like when they were in school, but they are not as good as the stars of Big Country, they are too hard."

Daoist Shao was half awake, hugged the grass carp waist and buried his face deeper, and only gave a soft "hmm".On the contrary, Yan Hanjiang, who is also experienced in television, commented beside him: "This is more like a Gongdou drama."

But the layout is a bit small, and it can barely be regarded as a house fight.

Bai Qimo, who was being fought, didn't have the kind of carelessness they had. He showed a slight sullen expression, and asked the two brothers with squinted eyes: "Where did you come from, your master? Didn't your master teach you how to speak human?"

The two elder brothers were stabbed in the painful feet, and they shouted sharply: "Presumptuous! You, a lowly elder brother who escaped from his husband, dare to be rude to me and our master!"

The two stamped their feet coquettishly, and raised their palms to hit him in the face.Canglang squatted by the side and watched with relish, only regretting that Taoist Shao had untied the acupoints on Bai Qimo's body too early and failed to see how this old enemy suffered under his brother's hands.

"Stop! Who dares you to be rude to Mrs. Yuan!"

Those two people opened their posture, and a not-so-stern scolding sound sounded, and a handsome man in luxurious clothes fluttered down from the building boat.

He casually deflected the attacks of the two elder brothers, clasped his fists at Bai Qimo amidst their aggrieved stares and coquettish anger, and said with a smile: "Madam was shocked. It was Jingyun who didn't discipline the servants well. I heard that Mrs.... people..."

Who is this person...?

It is true that the cinnabar mole is bright red like blood, and it is also dignified and majestic between the eyebrows... on the forehead not far from the center of the eyebrows, but why does this face look more and more like Wu Huijian Bai Qimo?

What he wanted to see was Yuan Muxing, Mrs. Marquis of Changle, how could he find the wrong person?

He obviously inquired about the news in the army, saying that Yuan Muxing was sent to the temple by the Marquis to beg for a son the day before yesterday, and because the mountain temple caught fire, he took people back to Changle County, the ancestral home of the Lin family.He had always admired Yuan Muxin's talent and good looks, and he was usually hindered by the sergeants of the Lin family, so he couldn't see him often, so he took this opportunity to take a boat along the river to look for him again, hoping to see him again.

But no matter how the route is right, the cinnabar mole is also right, but the person is wrong?

When did Bai Qimo have a brother, or a stunning brother with a cinnabar mole growing on his forehead?

And the bamboo raft under his feet, carrying eight people and two horses, is still floating steadily on the river—he has never seen another person with such ingenuity and intelligence, such a special and practical thing should be It's from Mrs. Yuan's hand!

Could it be that Bai Qimo's brothers also learned something from him?Or is it that Madam Yuan is indeed on this boat, but he was attracted by Mr. Bai just now and didn't see him?

Lu Jingyun was startled and puzzled, turned his eyes away, glanced over the bamboo raft, and suddenly a little bright red cinnabar came into his eyes.He calmed down in surprise, and just about to say "Madam is indeed here", that face was completely imprinted in his eyes, blocking his unspoken words.

This face is so familiar!

The brother squatting behind the bamboo raft has a handsome and tough silhouette, with a bit of rough atmosphere unique to grassland men, coupled with a little bright cinnabar between his eyebrows, the sense of confusion is so exciting that he wants to pull out his eyes and wash them.

He closed his eyes, turned his eyes to the cabin, and saw Yan Hanjiang who was as cold as melting snow in the mountains, and Yuan Muxing who had half of his face painted red beside him.

With a buzz in his head, he leaned over to stare at Yuan Muxing's face, and stroked his body to touch the red mark with pity: "What's wrong with your face, who hurt you? Could it be that Lin Yuan deliberately indulged his concubine?" The servants ruined your face, and you don’t want to bear the name of betrayal, so you set fire to the temple, trying to kill you quietly?"

His voice was gentle and sweet, and there was a caring and considerate energy in his bones.The movement was faster than the voice, and before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly touched the bright red mark on his face.

Yuan Muxing turned his face slightly, and raised his hand to block him.He has martial arts on his body, he circled his hand in the air, touched it again from a different angle, and said sadly: "Don't be shy, let me see what's going on with your injury. The person next to you is your current lover Is it? It doesn't seem like a good match..."

You are not!

Canglang and Bai Qimo drew their swords at the same time and stabbed at the frivolous hand.A simple gray sleeve crossed half the cabin ahead of them, revealing a soft and boneless hand, with fingertips opening and closing like orchids, gently pinching that hand.

Lu Jingyun released a burst of true energy from his palm, but it disappeared like a mud cow falling into the sea, and he couldn't shake that hand away no matter what.He believed in his heart that it was Yan Hanjiang who was embarrassing him, so he stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "I don't know what you mean? I just admire Mrs. Yuan's intelligence and pity him for being unkind. The relationship between us is worthy of heaven and earth. You must not misunderstand us because of this." .”

Feeling sorry for his innocence, and then thinking about the two "beauties" with cinnabar moles on their foreheads behind the boat, Lu Jingyun couldn't help but feel sad for Yuan Muxing, and looked at him angrily: "Your Majesty Accompanied by so many beauties, is he really sincere to Mrs. Yuan? I have long been friends with Mrs. Yuan, if you can't take care of him well, I'm willing to do it for you..."

Looking at each other, he realized that the one who stopped him was not the cold man he saw when he swept his eyes just now, but a man in gray robe who came out of the man's arms.There was a little tiredness in her eyes, but she was so tired that she was charming and charming, no matter how plain she was dressed, she couldn't hide her brilliance.

...but he is a man!

There were no cinnabar moles on their faces, hands, necks, or ears. They were a pair of men!

The two men actually hugged each other, threw a group of brothers with red moles on their foreheads outside, who were enough to overwhelm a country and a city, and threw them behind to row a boat!

His heart was in a state of confusion, and for the first time he felt that he didn't know what to say.

It was Yuan Muxing who broke free from the heavy and sticky atmosphere first, sat up against the ship's side and introduced: "This is the owner of the first floor in the world, Lu Jingyun, Daxia Lu." Then he introduced in a low voice: "The world The first floor is the killer and intelligence organization."

This boat is full of martial arts practitioners, no matter how low his voice is, others can still hear him.Canglang laughed strangely from behind, and said earnestly: "This Lu Jingyun is not a good person, knowing that Mu Xing is married, he will use all means to lean towards him all day long, trying to hook him up whenever he can." Maybe that old nanny in Changle Hou Mansion tortured Mu Xing because of him! He also raised a bunch of brothers to serve him, who are more fancy than the one named Lin! Daoist, you can’t let him be fooled, click him! he!"

Since the surname Lu has seen his own ugly appearance, he has to be dragged into the water too. Everyone has a cinnabar mole, and no one wants to laugh at anyone else!