Chapter 7: Shan Man Lou

Suck~

Qin Jiang took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and visualized his limbs and five internal organs in his mind.

This is a trick in Wu Qin Xi, which has the effect of concentration.

Phew~

After a moment, he exhaled and slowly opened his eyes, his pupils becoming clear again.

He picked a few dogtail grass and tied it into a bunch, then walked gently to the tombstone and put his hand on it.

After a while, he took back his hand in disappointment.

There is no potential point.

After looking around, he backed away slowly, then leaned over and used dogtail grass to clear away the traces.

Retreating into the grass, he headed towards the corner from which he came.

At noon, Baiyun Medical Center.

"Yes, these herbs are very good."

The old doctor was stroking his beard with his left hand and looking at a herbal plant with his right hand. It was light in color but heavy in veins, indicating that it was full of medicinal properties.

Putting down the herbal medicine, he looked at Qin Jiang with warm eyes, "Have you gone deep into the Daheishan Mountains?"

Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows, "It just went a little deeper into the inner circle."

The old doctor smiled when he heard this and shook his head, "The Black Mountain is mysterious and abnormal. According to rumors, there are not only spirits wandering inside, but also legendary strange things lying there. Today's world is different from the past. No one can check and balance it. It’s better to go less often.”

As he said this, he took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and cut it into pieces with a knife. There was about eight coins, "I'll give you eight hundred coins."

Qin Jiang collected the broken silver and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In this case, he would be able to save enough money in just two more trips.

But he remembered the broken tombstone.

Although he was not sure that the other party would hunt him down, he couldn't gamble.

Recalling the knife before his death, even now I don't have much confidence that I can avoid it.

If the other party really finds him, he may be in danger of death.

He is still too weak.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back first." He stood up and put the medicine basket on his back.

"Wait." The old doctor stood up.

Qin Jiang looked at the old doctor, "What's wrong?"

The old doctor waved his hand, "Follow me to the backyard, and I will get you something."

After saying that, he walked towards the small door at the back.

Qin Jiang is following behind. Give me something?

The two of them came to the backyard. The courtyard was not big. The walls were covered with vines and there were traces of green moss everywhere.

In the center of the yard are dried medicinal materials, and several stone utensils used for preparing medicinal materials are piled randomly.

"Wait here for a while."

The old doctor walked to a room and came out after a few minutes with a book and a wooden box in his hand.

"Take it, this book is the cultivation experience of Wu Qin Xi written by me. There is a Wu Qin Dan in the wooden box, which is refined with the blood of Wu Qin Xi. Taking it can improve your realm."

Qin Jiang subconsciously took it. The book was already a little yellowed, and the wooden box was also a little shiny.

He looked at the old doctor and said, "This is too expensive, I can't have it."

He had heard the name of Wuqin Dan more than once. It was famous for its ability to prolong life. Even a dying person could use it to forcibly hang himself for five hours.

The old doctor shook his head and said, "I see that you have already mastered the second level of Wu Qin Xi. This elixir may help you reach the third level. The old man is now over two decades old and has no need for this thing. Keeping it is a waste."

Liang Jiazi? One hundred and twenty years old!

Qin Jiang's heart was slightly shaken. The old doctor looked only seventy or eighty years old. He had always thought that even if the old doctor was older, he would never be more than a hundred years old. Unexpectedly, he was already over a hundred and twenty years old!

In the past and ancient times, this would have been a figure like an old god!

Before he could say anything, the old doctor continued: "Don't refuse me, old man, this Wu Qin Dan needs to be coordinated with Wu Qin Xi's internal energy to achieve its maximum effect, and there is no one more suitable than you.

It's not a rare treasure. If you feel bad about it, I'll sell it to you for a hundred cents and deduct it from your next herbal medicine. How about it? "

Qin Jiang was silent when he heard this. Of course, these Five Bird Pills were not a common commodity.

Although it is not a precious medicine, if it is sold to the gentlemen in the inner city, it will cost dozens of taels of silver, and its value is comparable to that of a 300-year-old ginseng!

He didn't understand why the old doctor treated him like this.

Just because you have mastered Wu Qin Xi?

After a moment of silence, he put away the manual and wooden box, and bowed deeply to the old doctor, "If there is any need in the future, I will do my best!"

The old doctor stroked his beard and gently helped Qin Jiang up, "There is no need for this. I don't ask you for anything in return. I just need to pass on these Five Animals."

He had been wandering all his life, and only returned here when he was old. Although his two disciples were diligent, they never mastered the Five Animals Opera.

That's why he spread this method widely, but despite this, no one has ever practiced it until Qin Jiang appeared.

In this way, he had an explanation to his master.

"If nothing happens, just go back." He said.

Qin Jiang nodded heavily, "Junior, please leave."

Turning around and walking to the hospital gate, the old doctor suddenly stopped him again.

"Wait a minute." The old doctor raised his hand, hesitant to speak.

Qin Jiang tilted his head slightly with doubtful eyes, "Old doctor?"

The old doctor raised his eyelids, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Take six liang of Kona, boil it with ten kilograms of warm water, add in four liang of Ye Mingsha, two liang of toad cakes, and ten baht of toad clothes, and boil until there are three kilograms of liquid left. Corpse water.”

After the words fell, Qin Jiang stood there and looked at the old doctor blankly.

The old doctor nodded slightly, "The world is in chaos, so we should take some measures to protect ourselves. Just act with a clear conscience."

Qin Jiang nodded slightly, bowed, and turned away without saying anything.

That night, the bright moon was hanging high.

After leaving Baiyun Medical Clinic, Qin Jiang first went to a restaurant in the north of the city near the inner city to rent a room, with a monthly rent of 100 coins.

Then he went home to get the copper coins and exchanged them for silver, bought materials to prepare corpse-dissolving water, and then disposed of Liu Dahang's body.

Before leaving, the cool breeze blew, and Qin Jiang looked at this room. Although he only stayed there for one night, he always felt very familiar with this place due to his memory.

He tightened his bag, walked to the wooden table, raised his hand to smash the wooden table, and then messed up other places, making it look like it had been robbed.

After walking out and locking the door, he took out a thin white line and arranged it everywhere outside the house.

If it was a neighbor, he would not come in when he saw the door lock, and no gangsters would come to this alley after Liu Dahang's death.

Therefore, as long as these white lines were moved, it meant that the two tomb robbers were here.

After looking around and making sure no one was paying attention, he left quickly in the night.

After passing through several hidden paths, he came to the back door of a small restaurant.

The wooden building, called Shanmanlou, was famous for its wild game and was considered a luxurious place in the outer city.

On weekdays, it was the sons of some wealthy landlords who came here to drink and brag, or some knights.

After passing through the back door, there was a large courtyard. He looked at the light in the front yard. It was just getting dark and it was not time to close yet.

Moreover, no one cared about the curfew at this time. Naturally, the restaurant owner would make as much money as possible so that he could move into the inner city as soon as possible.

In the outer city, there was no guarantee, and the gangs collected a lot of protection fees, so the income was far less than that in the inner city.

He took out the key and walked to a guest room in the corner to open it and enter.

He put down the package, lit a candle on the table, and took out an envelope from the drawer.