"Didn't I think I came out to identify the medicinal materials for refining the elixir, you know, it is an elixir, and the taste can be the same as that of mortal things, so I think the elixir must be full of color and flavor, and the materials for refining the elixir must also be brilliant. Han Wenxuan muttered in a low voice.

Mr. Crane took the blackened rhizome from Han Wenxuan's hand, and bit the rhizome into two pieces in Han Wenxuan's puzzled eyes, one in his mouth and the other on the ground. Instead of paying attention to the half of the rhizome that had fallen to the ground, Mr. Tsuru swallowed the half of the rhizome in his mouth.

At this time, Han Wenxuan also discovered that the internal snow-white tissue could be seen at the fracture of the bitten rhizome, and it seemed that the external burns did not extend to the inside.

This voice?"Mr. Crane?" Han Wenxuan asked in disbelief.

"Exactly. Mr. Crane, who had turned into a human form, stretched out a hand and pulled Han Wenxuan up from the ground.

Only then did Han Wenxuan see Mr. He's appearance in human form. Slender figure, gentle eyebrows, a red and white hairband tied up long inky hair, dark red eyes, dressed in white. He wears a black hand that extends from his wrist to the knuckles of his little finger, ring finger, and middle finger. The nails were lightly coated with dark gold nail polish.

After Mr. Crane swallowed the small half of the rhizome, he spread his wings and re-rolled himself into a ball, and the random sphere was full of light, and Han Wenxuan, who was shining like a flare, couldn't open his eyes, but this strong light did not last long, and in the blink of an eye, it dimmed, and after Han Wenxuan opened his eyes again, there was a person standing in front of him.

"Oops. In front of him, a living person appeared in front of him, and Han Wenxuan sat on the ground in fright.

"Huh, why do you have to make such a big gift?" the living person in front of him chuckled, turned his head to look at Han Wenxuan, who was a little embarrassed, and laughed.

"That's why Mr. Tsuru, you only left half of it for me. Han Wenxuan looked at the half of the medicinal herbs in his hand and muttered.

"Wait, now that I've taken on a human form, I'm going to change your title, and I can't just call Mr. Chenghe anymore, it's too easy to expose my true identity. Mr. Crane knocked on Han Wenxuan's head and said.

"Expose your true body, are there any other unknown doorways here?" Han Wenxuan asked puzzled.

"Mr. Tsuru, I seem to understand what you mean by not being a crane. Han Wenxuan's mind took a big turn.

Mr. Crane said with a smile: "The effect of the lights on both sides of the strait is to transform into shape. Because of this, it is also a necessary medicinal herb for your advanced alchemy. ”

Transformed medicinal herbs? That's not right, shouldn't he still be a crane? Han Wenxuan was stunned again.

Mr. Crane naturally heard it, and couldn't help but laugh: "What are you muttering to that person?"

"Ah, it's nothing, but it's not Mr. Crane's name, and I don't know your name, so I can't rely on pronouns instead. Han Wenxuan frowned, as if he had a headache.

"Isn't it just my name? What's so difficult about this, the old man told you that you won't get it, listen up, my surname is Han, and I have a single word Chuan." How about changing your name to Mr. Han according to your previous habit of being called?"

"It's not known to anyone, it's just a special restraint among all kinds of strange flowers and plants. Mr. Crane paused and continued: "The cross-strait lamp is a kind of chemical medicine that is both convenient and fast-acting, and because the medicinal materials themselves have special effects, the production process is saved, so that the cross-strait lanterns are extremely popular among the groups with transformation needs, but the cross-strait lanterns have a fatal shortcoming, that is, they cannot be known what the original body is before the transformation. ”

"Because after using the lights on both sides of the strait, what I am most afraid of is coming into contact with any related items on my own kind. For example, if I was a crane, then even if a small feather of another crane falls on me, I will immediately return to my previous form. You get the idea. Therefore, I am not allowed to call Mr. Crane in the future, and my identity will be exposed. ”

"One moment it's a crane, and the next it's not a crane, and your head is dizzy. Han Wenxuan muttered quietly.

"You really don't know anything about this, since ancient times, the dragon surname is Ao, and Bi ...... The surname of the crane is Han, I am a crane, and the surname Han is naturally deserved. Mr. Han looked away from his armor and explained.

"I know that the surname of the dragon is Ao, but the surname of the crane is unheard of, when will there be a surname of the crane, when will the crane clan have such a status?" Although Mr. Han covered it up very well, Han Wenxuan still noticed the problem, he just said it, and hurriedly changed his words, what is Bi, eh, it's really difficult.

Hearing what Han Wenxuan said, Mr. Han's smiling face seemed to stiffen for a moment, but it was adjusted in the blink of an eye. "The Crane Clan is a big ethnic group, and there is a great deal about the surname in the clan, just like the tiger who also stipulates that the surname is Wang, you see that people have printed their identity certificates on the door of their heads, how spirited. But since you are also surnamed Han, then you might as well change your name to me Mr. Chuan, as you said, it is difficult to distinguish between the two Mr. Han when you grow up. Mr. Han said with a smile.

"Mr. Han, no, no, no, my surname is Han, what should I do when I grow up and others call us two confused? Eh, no, I never thought that my surname was a common surname before, at least in the six years I have lived, I have never seen anyone else living with the surname Han except for our family. You don't know what my last name is, and you're deliberately teasing me. Han Wenxuan is not playing poor here, but as soon as he heard the word Han Chuan, he immediately made Han Wenxuan feel uncomfortable, and it seemed that his body spontaneously began to resist the name. But apart from these ethereal feelings, Han Wenxuan didn't think of any memories related to the name, so he had to knock on the side of "Mr. Han" to see if he could say something.

"Your surname is your Han, my surname is my Han, what's so strange about this, is it worth me teasing you. Mr. Han didn't take the issue of the surname to heart.

"What is your Han, my Han, what else is there between you and me with such a surname?" Han Wenxuan was very persistent about the issue of surnames.

Han Wenxuan's head was too big to come up with a reason, but the more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became, and many clues were like a mess of yarn, wrapping him out of breath. He shook his head and put away the remaining half of the rhizomes of the lights on both sides. It seems that he has given up and continues to think nonsense.

"Mr. Chuan, let's continue to learn about herbal medicine, I think I have a deep enough memory of the lights on both sides of the strait. Patting the blades of grass on his body, Han Wenxuan said to Mr. Chuan.

"It's okay, but don't be impatient, you must know that the lights on both sides of the strait just now are actually relatively some medicinal materials, which are already easy to learn and remember. It's not easy to learn about various medicinal herbs. Mr. Chuan instructed uneasily.

"That's right, that's true. Han Wenxuan nodded, but his heart was not calm, he was obviously perfunctory, his words were contradictory, he first said that I didn't know anything, and then used the surname Long as an example for comparison. Under normal circumstances, when making this kind of comparison, it is usually easier to understand the example to facilitate association, and there must be a commonality between this example and the main person being compared in the point used for comparison, otherwise it cannot be compared.

And the commonality between the dragon surname and the crane surname he compared is definitely not a simple matter of their surnames, and judging from his previous words, he definitely wanted to use the popularity of the dragon surname to make a comparison, so what he wants to explain is that the spread of the crane surname is no less than the dragon surname.

After that, he hurriedly changed his words, saying that it was a surname that only circulated among the crane clan, obviously to cover up something. But what is he trying to hide? Is there any other secret associated with the surname of the Crane Clan? Could it be related to the half-spoken word that begins with Bi? And Mr. Han had also said that he was sure that he was certain in his only remaining memory that he was once a human, so how could he know so much about the Crane Clan?

Han Wenxuan looked at the corridor built by the trees that didn't know how far forward in the darkness, and suddenly felt a little worried about Su Yingxue and them, I don't know what the structure in this illusion is, whether the two people over there will also encounter such a pitch-black corridor, and those two people have found a suitable lighting tool.

But this idea didn't last long before it was overturned by Han Wenxuan himself, the two people over there were not fuel-efficient lamps, and he should think about the matter of Mr. Chuan in front of him rather than having time to care about them.

Thinking that Han Wenxuan was about to raise his head, and at this time, there was a noise from the depths of the corridor, and the noisy and disorderly sound sounded like the sound of some kind of bird flapping its wings, and listening to this sound, if it was really a bird flapping its wings, there must be a lot of them, "Mr. Chuan!"

"Ah, it's still easy to learn and remember, so what if it's not easy to learn. Han Wenxuan called out in an exaggerated tone. But in his heart, he was thinking about Mr. Chuan, he seemed to have a plan to approach him, but he cared so much about himself, was it all disguised?

Mr. Chuan's reaction to Han Wenxuan was only a smile, and he turned around and walked along the path. The further you go, the more luxuriant the trees grow, and the branches and leaves that shade the sky and the sun form a dense natural canopy, blocking out the light.

I have to say that the lighting effect of the lights on both sides of the strait is still very good, and the light is stable and concentrated, helping the two people walking in the darkness to be unimpeded. But even so, in order to ensure that there were no accidents between the two walking, Mr. Chuan deliberately took off his hair band, and when walking, the two of them held one end to make a simple insurance.

"Get down!" Before Han Wenxuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Chuan, and seeing that Mr. Chuan had already given an order, Han Wenxuan immediately lay on the ground.

"Fluttering Lingling!" Han Wenxuan just lay down here, the sound of flapping his wings sounded above his head, and he just wanted to take a peek at what kind of bird this was, but found that it was pitch black all around, and the light of the lights on both sides of the strait used for lighting was gone. subconsciously pulled the hairband in his hand, only to find that the headband was broken.

The sound of flapping wings at the back of his head did not disappear, and Han Wenxuan even felt that this group of winged guys seemed to be hovering over his head, and the disappearing light and the unreachable Mr. Chuan made Han Wenxuan, who was already a little uneasy, even more irritable.

"Hehehehe, little brother, you have been lying on the ground and dirty, what is good on the ground, cold and dirty, you better stand up quickly. A strange sound came from the back of his head, not loud but unusually sharp, like the sound of fingernails scratching glass. And there is a chilling ruthlessness in the tone, and it doesn't sound like a good person.

Han Wenxuan heard what the voice said and knew that he had been discovered, but although the voice above his head was ill-intentioned, he did not receive any attack. Listening to this voice, there was a great dissatisfaction with the ground, could it be that it was because he was lying on the ground that this group of things could not attack him? Han Wenxuan weighed it in his heart and decided that it was better not to respond in this situation, and observe for a while, after all, he still didn't know what the reason for this voice was, and it was obviously not a wise move to act rashly.