After a period of rushing, the three of them returned to White Tiger City again, looking at the bustling crowd, Fang Hong suddenly had a feeling of being in a different world, it was really too many things to experience in the past two days, more exciting than any adventure.

Since the mission to clear the wolves has a time limit of three days, the other two teams will definitely have to return at the end of the mission. After the three of them handed in the task in the Mercenary Guild, Jiang Hu had to deal with the follow-up work, send some money to the families of the dead team members or something, this kind of thing Jiang Hu had never let Fang Hong and the monkey participate, and the two of them had nothing to do and went home to rest.

The next day, Fang Hong must have nothing to do, so he ran to the street to squat. This time, as before, he still found nothing, but in the evening, he waited for the other squads of the Evil Tiger Mercenary Regiment, the team led by the white-eyed wolf.

Fang Hong waved his hand and greeted the white-eyed wolf, and when the white-eyed wolf saw Fang Hong's appearance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but this surprise was quickly hidden by him. Fang Hong and the white-eyed wolf chatted as they walked, telling about their encounter with the blood wolf, as for the heavenly and earthly treasures, they didn't mention a word, which was also discussed by the three of them. When they heard that only Jiang Hu and Fang Hong Monkey survived, the members of the team were very sad. Although they are all mercenaries struggling to the death line, and every time they come back, they are prepared to hear that their teammates have died, but that doesn't mean that they will be used to such things.

Perhaps this encounter with the blood wolf may have made Jiang Hu realize something, and in the days that followed, Fang Hong and the monkey rarely followed the team to carry out tasks anymore. The two also talked to Jiang Hu because of this matter, and Jiang Hu said that the two of them could carry out professional awakening in three months, and then join the White Tiger Academy to study, so they should not let the two of them go out on tasks as much as possible during this time, so as not to have any accidents.

The two of them scoffed at Jiang Hu's rhetoric, and of course they wouldn't believe this kind of coaxing children. There must be some other reason, Fang Hong guessed that there should be something wrong within the mercenary group, although there was no evidence, Fang Hong believed his intuition.

Fang Hong and the monkey ushered in their most idle days, Fang Hong was still the same, squatting on the side of the road and watching the crowd of people coming and going with Su Lie every day. The monkey studied his strange things at home every day, and sometimes used Fang Hong for experiments. Fang Hong was also guilty of this, once after drinking the potion given by the monkey, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, the monkey told him that he was just sleeping for a while, but the answer given by Su Lie was that he had been sleeping for a day.

On this day, Fang Hong finished the day's work again and returned home in a leisurely manner. As soon as he entered the house, the monkey ran up to him in a hurry.

"Brother Fang, are you back! Are you tired? Are you thirsty? I have already cooked a meal, and I can start the meal at any time. The monkey said to Fang Hong with a flattering face.

After Fang Hong heard the monkey's words, he subconsciously took two steps back, and he said vigilantly: "What do you want to do! I won't be your guinea pig anymore." Fang Hong has such a reaction, which is forced by the poison of monkeys all year round, and every time the monkey wants to experiment with him, he has such an expression, and similar words.

The monkey was already used to Fang Hong's reaction, but he didn't plan to give up like this, and then persuaded Fang Hong bitterly, but Fang Hong's mind was determined to live and die and did not agree to cooperate with the monkey.

"Fang Hong, do you still have a conscience, think about how I have treated you for so many years. The monkey said angrily.

"Not very good. Fang Hong responded calmly.

"I've washed all your clothes this month. The monkey said.

"That's what I traded for fruit. Fang Hong said.

"I've cooked for you for so many years. The monkey said.

"I've paid for the food, and I've done a lot. Fang Hong said.

.........

After a verbal exchange, Fang Hong finally agreed to the monkey to help him with the experiment, and the monkey also swore that this was the last time to let Fang Hong help, although he promised it every time.

After getting Fang Hong's consent, the monkey quickly took out an incense burner from the house, and immediately lit the contents of the incense burner, and soon white smoke rose from the incense burner.

The monkey handed the incense burner to Fang Hong and said, "Smell this smoke and tell me how you feel." ”

Fang Hong leaned next to the incense burner and smelled it, this smoke was similar to the smoke produced by the burning of ordinary plants and trees, but there was a special smell in it. This smell is so familiar, I must have smelled it in that place, where is it? It seems to be very far away, it seems that it is not in another world, it is on earth, this is smoke!

Fang Hong didn't expect that he would still be able to smell the smell of smoke when he arrived in the other world, originally as an old smoking gun, he should be able to distinguish this smell at the first time. But the monkey must have mixed something else in it, so he didn't distinguish it for a while.

"Do you still have any ingredients for making this thing?" Fang Hong said excitedly, pressing the monkey's shoulder.

The monkey looked at the weird Fang Hong and was speechless for a while, this guy couldn't have been smoked! I've tried it myself! This thing isn't so powerful! Could it be because this guy has a special physique and has no resistance to this medicine at all!

"Is there anything else?" Fang Hong said as he shook the monkey when he saw that the monkey didn't speak.

"Yes, it's all there. The monkey pointed to the corner of the yard.

Fang Hong looked in the direction the monkey was pointing, it was the shelf that the monkey used to dry herbs on weekdays. At first, Fang Hong was interested in monkey herbs, but gradually he felt bored, and this shelf was also a place he rarely set foot on.

Fang Hong rushed to the shelf and began to rummage through it. The shelves were piled up with all kinds of messy herbs, and it was difficult to find one, but the hard work paid off, and in the end, Fang Hong found the dried tobacco.

In his previous life, Fang Hong was a child from a farmer's family, so he had never seen shredded tobacco leaves. If you change people, you may know that you may not be able to find it here. Fang Hong carefully placed the tobacco leaves on the table, and then used the monkey's guillotine to cut the herbs.

At this time, the monkey also came over, he saw that Fang Hong first flipped his own herbs, and then helped himself cut the herbs, and he was also very curious, could my cigarette have the effect of making people find out with their conscience? With this in mind, the monkey asked, "What are you doing here?"

The monkey's question was not answered, Fang Hong just smiled mysteriously at him, and continued to cut the tobacco again.

The monkey was even more puzzled now, this thing couldn't be smoked stupidly, right? Forget it, let's wait for the strength of the medicine to pass before communicating with him! Thinking about it, he took out a small notebook, and while waiting for the effect of the medicine to pass, he recorded Fang Hong's actions.

Soon the tobacco was cut, and Fang Hong looked at the tobacco and nodded with satisfaction. Then he found another piece of paper, sprinkled the chopped tobacco on it, and then rolled the cigarette intently.

To say that cigarettes are also a technical job, although Fang Hong also rolled cigarettes for his grandfather in his previous life, he has long forgotten it after so many years. In the end, a crooked cigarette appeared in Fang Hong's hand, although it was ugly, Fang Hong regarded it as a treasure.

Lighting the cigarette, Fang Hong took a puff, the smoke flowed down his throat into his lungs, and the smoke in his lungs flowed back into his mouth and was exhaled by Fang Hong with a white line.

Joyfully!

The monkey standing on the side had strangely gone to his grandmother's house, but he still didn't make a sound, and it wasn't until Fang Hong handed over the only half of the cigarette he smoked that he asked out loud, "What is this for?"

"You take a sip and try it. Fang Hong said mysteriously.

The monkey took the cigarette, took a puff and immediately choked on a cough. He casually wanted to throw away the cigarette, but was stopped by Fang Hong, and under Fang Hong's persuasion, he continued to smoke.

This feeling is so enjoyable.