Take Taobao with you to another world

When the new immigrants started their busy spring, the snow around the Sasheer tribe had already melted away. On the wide grassland outside the tribe, the tip of the new grass had been paved into a soft green that connected to the mountains at the end. Blanket, Sacher also started their annual spring routine.

The pharmacist held a piece of sheepskin in his hand, on which he recorded all the items needed for this trip in his most proficient words, matching them one by one with the real objects in front of him.Although he is a pharmacist in name, the things he needs to deal with are far beyond the scope of this duty, especially those related to Sacher's patriarch.In addition to the invisible position of the second patriarch, under the circumstances that Scar has not had a partner so far and will not have one now and in the future, he even has to take part in this part of the job.

Well, at least he doesn't have to accompany her in bed.

He marked the last item with the pen given to him by Master Yun Shen. The pharmacist felt that this tool was so convenient that he was reluctant to use it. Except for rough things, he could use this very light and unnecessary tool. The ink-filled pen writes anything on parchment, animal hide, or even scraped wood, and it is very portable and will not stain fingers or clothes at all.However, the magician told him that it is not necessary to be too frugal, although it is still very difficult for them to produce similar products here, but it is very easy to obtain them from other places.

The pharmacist rolled up the parchment and tied it with silk, and was about to put it on the shelf when the curtain door of the tent was suddenly opened, and a werewolf who was so tall and strong that almost blocked all the light outside the door rushed in. A gust of wind blew a few strands of long white hair hanging from the pharmacist's shoulders.

"Pharmacist! It's not good! Patriarch, he and Elder Darby's son are fighting! Elder Darby's son is about to be beaten to death by him!"

The pharmacist paused for a moment, and put the things away calmly before turning his face to the person who came, "Isn't that just saving one person's food?"

"Pharmacist..." The ferocious-looking werewolf lowered his eyebrows and looked at him pitifully.

The pharmacist glanced at him, "Of course I know you are the servant of Darby's son. Get out of the way."

The werewolf blocking the door quickly backed out, and the pharmacist walked to the bright outdoor, without the werewolf behind him giving him directions, as long as he felt it with his ears and skin, the pharmacist knew where the accident happened.However, although the werewolf looked anxious as if he was being roasted on fire, the pharmacist's pace didn't seem too urgent.

"Who picked the head first?"

The werewolf behind him muttered a few times, "...Yes, it's that Master Balk..."

"Oh?" The pharmacist rolled up his sleeves as he walked, revealing an arm that was only one third thicker than that werewolf's. The pale blue veins of blood vessels appeared on his pale skin. No matter how you look at it, they are not hands that are capable of fighting. , "This is a bit rare. Although Balk is not a good guy, and he is not capable enough to survive under Scar's hand for a while, he shows off his skills all day long and is indiscreet when it comes to women. Today's young people..."

The pharmacist snorted.

Even though he heard the pharmacist criticize his master so much, the tall werewolf didn't dare to be dissatisfied. In fact, what the pharmacist said was not wrong. Elder Darby's youngest son, Balk, was indeed a young werewolf who didn't know how to restrain himself.In terms of strength alone, he does appear to be quite capable among the younger generation, but Kiel, whose parents are ordinary werewolves, is also capable, and there is also a more outstanding and stable Boss, especially the latter. In the performance of the past entire year, Scar is ready to find a time to promote him to commander, and give him a piece of territory and a corresponding number of slave cattle and sheep, but in terms of "activity", Keel and Perth are far away Not as good as Balk.

It is not easy to provoke Scar and succeed. Even ten years ago, Scar was a violent and hard-to-handle madman, but now he can barely be called a competent The patriarch is gone.

"What stupid thing did Balk do to get Ska to do it?" the pharmacist asked, the closer he got, the more obvious the noise was. Among the many voices, the screaming and crying of the female werewolf was particularly obvious, and the pharmacist frowned. Frowning, "Why are there so many women, don't you know—"

"Because, because, Balk and his fifth wife said that the patriarch...the patriarch is, in fact, a..." The werewolf spoke in a softer voice, "The weir who had its eggs cut off...even a wolf... The guy who can't give birth to any offspring is still proud of his position as the patriarch, and letting a human being control the power of the tribe is simply..."

The pharmacist didn't say anything to these, but his steps increased. Seeing the pharmacist's unusually bold back, the werewolf who was following behind him shut his mouth in fear.

"Please, please, please, Patriarch! Please don't fight any more! Balk is about to die!"

"Chief Scar! Please spare our husband, we are willing to be your slaves..."

"Ska, why don't you stop! You've already beaten my son to death! He's out of breath! Stop it... ah!"

"Elder Darby!" There was a burst of exclamation, followed by the sound of shattering leather and heavy objects falling to the ground, and at the same time, the dull sound of body beating continued.

"Patriarch!" It was Perth's voice.

"Woman, kill me." The deep and cold voice seemed to come from the ground, and the pharmacist quickly walked around the tent in front of him, just in time to see a woman being thrown over the heads of the panic-stricken crowd, fell heavily to the ground and passed out, and then A familiar white figure retreated from the crowd in embarrassment.

"Boss!"

Boss put his backhand on the ground and jumped up again, rushed back to the crowd and hugged the bloody black werewolf from behind, "Enough is enough for the patriarch! Enough is enough! You can stop!"

Ska paused for a moment, then sank his elbows and struck back violently. Boss fell to the ground with his abdomen hugged by the heavy blow. A gray-haired werewolf hurriedly dragged him out of the danger zone. At the same time, he looked around nervously. When he saw the pharmacist running towards him with an angry face, the gray werewolf showed a finally saved expression on his face.

"The pharmacist is here!"

The effect of these words in the chaotic noise was astonishing. The werewolves turned their heads almost in unison, "Pharmacist!" "It's Pharmacist!" "Pharmacist is indeed here!" It's time, the pharmacist is here!" While shouting chaotically, they quickly moved out of the way for the pharmacist.

Only Scar still turned a deaf ear and punched the body below him that was no longer moving.

The tall werewolf following the pharmacist also saw the scene of Boss being knocked down mercilessly, and found that the pharmacist was also running straight behind Scar, "You, pharmacist! Be careful...!"

The white-haired man, who was two times smaller than the black werewolf, stretched out his hand from behind to wrap the opponent's violent fist, and then the index finger and middle finger of the blood-stained and slippery hand were parallel to the thumb, and scratched the fist. The strong arm slid down, and when it fell to the elbow, the thumb clasped the inside of the opponent's joint. Scar's arm trembled, and the fist softened. The angry werewolf suddenly turned around, and the discolored pupils just touched the white figure behind him. , a cloth towel was wrapped around his nose and mouth from behind him, and a familiar smell hit his sense of smell, and his sharp eyes, which had almost turned golden brown, stared intently at the pharmacist's red pupils, only maintaining After a while, Scar closed his eyes reluctantly.

"Cough..." Perth, who was still clutching his stomach, slowly sat up from the ground, looking at the patriarch who had finally entered a deep sleep from a berserk state, he slowly exhaled a long breath.

"Sure enough, it's only useful when the pharmacist comes." The gray werewolf beside him also heaved a sigh of relief.In fact, this has long been the consensus of the tribe, and there is no need for him to summarize it.

Ska, who was unconscious, fell backwards, and the pharmacist was staggered by his heavy body. He glanced around and called the names of the two werewolves. The werewolves who were named rushed out and took their chief .

"Take him back and watch him!"

The two werewolves didn't dare to say anything, one carried Scar on his back, and the other followed, and they left here.The pharmacist turned his head, walked to the shocking body on the ground, reached out his hand to the fleshy and slippery neck, paused for a while, then leaned down again, and put his ear on the chest of the werewolf who was once called Balk.

After a while, the pharmacist straightened up without saying a word, his white hair was stained with blood, he stood up, walked past werewolves with different expressions, and came to Elder Darby surrounded by a group of family members.Elder Darby should also be one of the people thrown out by Scar just now. Boss has already stood up by himself. The werewolf elder who looks nearly 40 years old is still sitting on the ground. Pharmacist squatted down in front of him and said: "Elder Darby, where did you fall just now?"

Elder Darby grabbed him, "How is my son?!"

"he died."

Elder Darby's eyes widened, and then he slowly turned his gaze to the unrecognizable corpse not far away, "Balke... my son, he... is dead?" This question does not need words to answer , the werewolf lying there could not feel the slightest breath of life, the actions of the pharmacist just now had already explained the ending, Elder Darby's lips trembled, his breathing gradually became rapid, and the strength in his hands increased accordingly, "Balke is dead... My favorite little son, he is really dead! He is dead... Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!"

The screams moved many werewolves nearby. Pharmacist stretched out his finger and flicked Elder Darby's wrist, pulled out his arm and stood up. Elder Darby fell to the ground and wept loudly. Pharmacist who turned around was sinking.After walking to another unconscious woman and checking her skeleton, and confirming that she was only slightly injured, the pharmacist ordered a werewolf woman next to her to send her back to her tent before going to check on Perth's condition.

The tight abdominal muscles of the white-haired werewolf youth had large bruises. Just like the pharmacist's natural albinism, Boss's injury looked more serious than it actually was.

"It's okay with me, pharmacist... hiss," a round ointment exuding a smell so strong that it almost approached the limit of the werewolf's nose was stuck to Perth's abdomen with a snap. He continued, "Regarding this matter, the patriarch actually didn't intend to kill Balk at all at first, but Balk told the patriarch—"

The pharmacist raised his red eyes to look at him, and Boss finally closed his mouth obediently.

Except for these few, no more people were injured. The pharmacists who had dealt with them dispersed the werewolves who were still gathered here. The lost wife and the little werewolf who was as noisy as their father, the pharmacist walked over and scolded them unceremoniously, and asked them to take Balk's body away to ask the mortician to bury it. Elder Darby already has an elder comforting him. Elder Sbier is just like his name, Juyan. He is a stable and unreliable werewolf with high prestige. No one is more suitable to deal with Elder Darby. Object.

There was only one servant werewolf left who reported to the pharmacist but did not help his master at all. The pharmacist saw the impressively tall werewolf but always acted like a wolf cub. The pharmacist handed him over to uncle The gray-haired Keir next to Si, almost finished handling the situation, and the pharmacist was about to leave this place, but when he turned around, he met a pair of ice-blue eyes.

"Is it okay? That kid can't do it by himself, at least he knows how to find a capable one for himself."

"You are laughing at a little dispute, Your Excellency." The pharmacist said.

Xiu Moore smiled indifferently, "I just watched the excitement. There is no shortage of idiots without self-knowledge at any time. It would not be a pity for such a guy to die, but for the head of the clan, this is not a big deal. What appropriate behavior."

"Although the method is a bit problematic, I don't think there is anything wrong with Scar." The pharmacist said, "Your Excellency Bingshan, you came here at the end of the bustle. It shouldn't be just for such a trivial matter."

"The bereaved family sent an acquaintance of yours over, and it seems that the magician wanted to talk about something." Xiu Moore said, "There is nothing wrong with you saying that kid, the reason is that you are 'best friends', and there are other reasons. Anything else?"

"Do you have to pursue this matter?" The pharmacist slowly put down his sleeves, looked at Xiu Moore and asked.

"Actually, what I'm more interested in is that I'm sure that my descendant is actually quite healthy, but since he became the patriarch, he has never had sexual intercourse with a wolf or human of the opposite sex. If it's just a matter of habit Yes, but he hasn’t shown any special inclinations in terms of the same sex or other species, I think, as a pharmacist and Scar’s only friend, you may know something about the real situation?”

"Your Excellency Bingshan, I think it may not be a good behavior to pry into other people's privacy at will."

"You can call it ancestral care." Hummer said very kindly.

"..." Pharmacist looked at the demon wolf who seemed to have no intention of giving up, "I know that you had a rich emotional life in the past, but the situation is different from person to person. If you were tied up in a place, if you are forced to overdraft your body with drugs for half a month, you will not be interested in the kind of things that sound happy. Another unfortunate point is that one of the participants at that time This is the sister of the deceased just now."