Servant of the Otherworldly Pharmacopoeia

On the bustling streets of the outer manor area, there are bustling people everywhere.

People are well dressed, and from time to time you can see the gorgeous carriages of rich people wandering in the driveway. If you look carefully, you may be able to see the gorgeous faces of rich ladies from high families when the carriage shakes.

Huge houses built of original stones are located here. They have different shapes and bright colors, and they stand in rows facing the street, like a gorgeous business card of the entire Dutu Manor.The exterior of these houses is covered with patterns, decorated with huge colonnades, and transparent windows, allowing people to see the items placed inside at a glance.This is the most prosperous place in Dutu Manor. Everything looks so noble and elegant, and the level of wealth will make people feel like a royal city.

However, many people don't notice that behind these rich and prosperous buildings, in the corners blocked by tall buildings, there are dirty, dilapidated and gray stone houses, one after another, which have not seen the sun for many years, and are low and dirty.

Dutu Manor is not a wealthy territory, there are rich people with a lot of money, and there are naturally poor people who have nothing to eat.Moreover, there are quite a lot of poor people. They are densely covered in every unknown corner like ants. From the air, they look like sores on a gorgeous robe, dirty and dark everywhere.

These slums are places that the law does not control. How many people were born here or were strangled in the belly of prostitutes; how many people died young without doing anything.There is a group of the most wanton and humble people living here. It is the world of prostitutes and thieves, and a paradise for cheating and abducting.They fight fiercely here and form cliques. I don't know how many generations of blood have been coagulated to make everything look more filthy and stinky.

A woman next door was chasing the man who had just run away after hitting him. The vulgar curses gathered more and more onlookers. They stomped and cheered, making the broken stone slabs on the roof hum and dust fell off in large swaths.However, there was a room amidst the din, but it was extremely quiet. A tall man was pacing non-stop at the moment, and the noise outside the room made him extremely irritable.

"Fuck!" He slammed his fist on the dilapidated table, and the table slammed, causing a broken leg.

Things that were originally on the table fell to the ground with a clatter.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a low coded voice: "Boss, Xiao Shu is back."

The man was startled, and lowered his voice: "Come in!"

Two people entered the house.

They are not tall, and they are all half-grown teenagers, but one of them has a heavy metal rod pinned to his waist, and the other is covered with bandages.

The man stared at the bandaged boy: "What's on you?"

The boy was still very weak, and his voice was hoarse: "Boss Hui, I was chased and killed by Tianyong's men, and I fled to the wilderness next to the cliff, and fell into a coma for two days."

The man coughed as he spoke, and the man was very patient, waiting for him to continue without making a sound.

"I met a man by the cliff, and he saved me."

The man raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and pulled the bandage on his body, causing the young man to hiss in pain.

"Witch doctor?"

The young man hesitated and said: "I don't know, his treatment method is very different from that of the witch doctor. I was stabbed in the waist and bled a lot. At that time, I thought I couldn't survive, and I couldn't believe it when I woke up. "

"..." The man's eyes were radiant, and he carefully looked at the wound on the opponent's body, "Can such a serious injury be healed? Does he have supernatural power?"

The young man hesitated: "He has very effective medicine."

"Huh?" The man lowered his head, put his face on the wound on the young man's shoulder, squeezed a little scab of blood, put it in his mouth and licked it, and then spit it out, "It's a medicine that I haven't seen before. The man What is your origin, what does it look like, where do you live?"

The young man's legs trembled. He came back from the wasteland, his body was very weak, and his face was as white as gold paper at this moment. The young man next to him quickly moved a chair for him.

"Boss, let Xiao Shu rest for a while." The boy with the stick said with a playful smile.

The man glared at him: "Lawless. Xiaoshu, you continue."

"I fled to the wasteland. Before I passed out, I saw a very young man. He was very fair and thin. Afterwards, I passed out, and when I woke up, I was still lying on the wasteland."

"You mean you've been in the wasteland?!" The man's voice was sharp, "You said you spent two or three nights in the wasteland with your injuries like this?"

The temperature in the wasteland is very low at night, and in the corners of this slum, there are old, weak, sick and disabled who are frozen to death every day. A seriously injured person who lost blood can still survive lying in the wasteland: "Are you telling a joke?"

"No, I didn't lie." Xiao Shu raised his head and looked at the man, "I did wake up in the wilderness, and I don't know what happened."

"Huh?" The man pondered, wasteland, wasteland, cliff wasteland, "is it the wasteland next to the cliff?"

Xiao Shu nodded.

"Achong, send someone to the wasteland to look and find that person."

"Well, boss," said the boy with the stick, "what if he is just passing by?"

"Passing through the wilderness alone?" The man sneered, "Look for it. Even if you just pass by, it must still be around here. Xiao Shu, go and tell the painter what he looks like. Look, you must find him."

"But, I didn't see his face clearly..." Xiao Shu was a little anxious, and the man raised his eyebrows, which was a sign of losing his temper.When Ah Chong saw it, he immediately covered Xiao Shu's mouth, "Hey, Boss, let's draw, let's draw, we must find that man!"

The two teenagers tugged to get out of the door. The moment the door was opened, the light shone on the man's face. There were large and small scars on his naked upper body, one of which slashed down from his shoulder, slashing across his flesh like a ribbon. superior.

The man is the newly rising boss in this area. He fought all the way here, and every time he was seriously injured, he escaped from death. He didn't dare to go to the witch doctor. He could only buy some basic medicines, and he survived on his own.His life was great, and more people died quietly, thrown away like garbage on the wasteland, and entered the belly of wild beasts, as if they never existed.

And now, there is an anonymous witch doctor who may be alone.

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"My lord, another killing incident occurred in the outer area." Inside the manor, the old butler was reporting to his master, "Thirteen people died."

The man raised his head from the pile of books, his expression impatient: "And why?"

"Grabbing the territory, I heard that a new force has risen."

"Snatch that slum?" The man tapped his fingers on the table and sneered, "I don't know what they're doing behind the scenes. It's too disgraceful in the past two years. How many murders have there been?"

"Your Excellency, you want to rectify?"

The man closed the book, and the evening light shone on his face, making him look like a statue: "There are too many desperadoes in the wasteland. We believe in beast gods, and we are born with a violent and warlike nature. There's no point in overdoing it."

The old butler listened respectfully.

"Long, if my legs are good, I want to travel around the world, like all ambitious young people. But it doesn't mean that you can do things lawlessly." The man talked a lot today. He lay down for too long and woke up. Later, his temper became more approachable, "Go and write the official list."

"My lord wants to exterminate them?"

"There will always be darkness under the light. It is impossible to wipe out, let them go back to where they should be."

The butler realized: "Yes, my lord. I'll go down and draw up official documents."

The old housekeeper's speed was quite fast. The man only read a few pages before handing over the drafted official document, basically detailed introduction of power, distribution range, personnel's occupation, etc.

The man watched carefully, and drew a few key objects with a pen.

"These people can't stay."

The old butler looked at the list carefully: "When does your lord want to act?"

"As soon as possible." The man dealt with the matter decisively, which was very different from usual. "Winter moon is coming soon, and the poor nearby will go to the city to purchase goods. The sooner these scammers are dealt with, the better."

"My lord, those people from the black market...?"

The man pondered for a while, then waved his hand: "The stakes in the black market are too high, so let's leave it alone if there is no trouble."

"But let them smuggle official mines in the territory?"

The man looked at his old housekeeper: "I care about myself, Huan."

The old butler looked down at him: "Yes. My lord, your health has improved recently."

"Really?" The man rubbed his forehead, "Oh, it's because the child's health is better."

The old housekeeper smiled gratifiedly: "Then will your lord call that young man in the future?"

"Xu Jiu?" The man was really lost in thought. After a long time, the wind chimes downstairs sank into the misty night, the man came back to his senses, opened his mouth, suddenly stopped, and only said one sentence——

"It's up to you."