In the room, a rickety figure was crouching by a medicine stove, and the four walls of the whole room were black, as if the color was left after being burned.

The little old man with a pu fan in his hand squatted solemnly beside the medicine stove, seriously waving the pu fan in his hand, but the strong fan tried to make the flame more violent, and in his other hand, he held a crumpled piece of paper, he looked at the paper for a while, stared at the flame in the medicine furnace, his eyes were focused, so that when Tianze broke into the roar, a trace of fright flashed on his face, which had always been unfazed, and he almost threw the paper in his hand into the medicine furnace.

"You bastard! What a roar! The little old man carefully held the treasure that came with great difficulty in his hand, and stared at Tianze who broke in with disgust, his gray beard was dyed with some ash for some reason, his face was also black and white, and the clothes on his body were dirty, and people who didn't know were just beggars who jumped out of nowhere, who would have thought that this person was the dean of Yunjian Academy!

Tian Ze was a little short of breath after being slapped by the little old man, and subconsciously shrunk his neck, crying and laughing at his master's appearance that made people laugh.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have yelled, but Master, didn't we say yes? Can we only refine potions on the Academy's holidays? You said that if you set fire again and let those disciples see it, you won't cause another riot? Tian Ze is also helpless to the extreme, his master is really the most unreliable master in the world, as the dean of Yunjian Academy, he doesn't care about anything, he knows to throw things to his hard-working apprentice.

It would be okay if he was the shopkeeper, but the little old man who didn't have any medical talent was still very obsessed with refining pills and learning various medical skills, and every now and then he poured out a bunch of messy herbs, and secretly hid here to refine the prescriptions he had been tricked from the instructor of the medical branch.

If it is said that refining medicine is refining medicine, but he, the master, does not have the ability to successfully refine the elixir, but he has the ability to burn down the house, Tian Ze no longer remembers how many times this house has been burned down by his master, let alone how many crazy "poisons" he was forced to take!

Tian Ze still remembers that he once just suffered from typhoid fever, and he would be fine after taking some medicine and raising it for a few days, but his master smiled and took a lump of unknown objects that he had refined, and insisted that it was the medicine he had just refined, which was specifically for the treatment of typhoid fever, and it had miraculous effects, forcing Tian Ze to swallow it.

That's a miracle!

Tossed Tianze's typhoid fever out of internal injuries in minutes, vomited blood for three days, and tossed the instructors of the medical branch in a hurry, which saved his little life.

Since then, Tian Ze has known that his master is not refining medicine, it is refining poison!

A person who doesn't have any talent in medical skills at all wants to die, isn't this looking for abuse?

"Humph! What is it called, Master! Call your lord! It's really getting more and more unfilial! Dare to doubt the medical skills of the teacher! You're tired of living! The little old man was complained by the apprentice for a while, and he blew his beard angrily and glared, eager to stuff this unfilial apprentice directly into the stove and burn it.