The wind is dignified, the night is bleak, in the quiet street market in Longyang City, the dawn is upright, the warm sun is slightly Buddha, and another conspiracy is being staged in Tongji Pharmacy.

There was still some dim candlelight in the store, and the shopkeeper Zhou in the cabinet looked at the few bottles of potions standing quietly in the dark compartment and thought.

The bottle is engraved with three small red letters, the name seems elegant, but in fact it is a chronic poison, the user will gradually damage the internal organs, colorless and odorless, until he dies violently.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem. ”

A few coughing and wheezing sounds came faintly from the bedroom.

Shopkeeper Zhou slowly turned his gaze to the bedroom, with a trace of hideousness on his face.

Yan Tianlin in the room was lying on the bed asleep, and he was drunk and did not notice the danger at all at this moment.

(Let's see you again tomorrow!)

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