Chapter Ninety-Eight: Burning the Kitchen

When he came to the alchemy room, Mo Yan was frowning at this time, thinking bitterly, holding a herb in his left hand and right hand, as if he was considering the order of placing it before and after.

Looking at Mo Yan's sad appearance, Murong Qi finally understood why his mentor didn't pay any attention to his arrival.

Tutor Mo Yan usually looks like a smiling face, but he suddenly became so strict, Murong Qi was a little unaccustomed to it.

Smelling the smell of herbs in the air, I searched for the relevant Danfang in my mind, but there was a slight difference, but the taste was extremely familiar.

Murong Qi didn't make a sound to disturb, just stayed quietly aside.

After a long time, I saw Mo Yan sigh and withdraw his spiritual power without putting the two herbs into the Dan furnace.

Looking at the liquid medicine in the Dan furnace, Murong Qi was a little inexplicable, and asked silently.

"What is on Mentor Mo Yan's mind?"

"Rong boy, I didn't pay attention to when you came!" Murong Qi's words seemed to startle Mo Yan, and he saw his hand running down his chest, looking frightened.

Murong Qi's head is full of black lines, this alchemy is like being a thief!

"It's not Zong's sell-out yet! A mysterious alchemist appeared for no reason, although the level of the liquid medicine is not high, but it is a long-lost liquid medicine, and the effect is amazing! ”

"And who are you, Mentor?"

"Alas, old man, I wanted to study it when I had nothing to do, but I found that this potion was far from being as simple as I imagined! I've tried it nearly 100 times, but I still can't figure it out! As he spoke, Mo Yan's cheeks turned red with anger.

Murong Qi was speechless, did she get shot while lying down! She was just quietly selling a medicine, who knew that it would attract Mo Yan's attention.

After all, as far as a sixth-level alchemist was concerned, this medicinal liquid was not worth mentioning in their eyes at all.

"How many herbs did the mentor discern?" Murong Qi wanted to take a look at how many flavors of medicine Mo Yan had sorted out, which could be regarded as an indirect temptation!

"It's all here! I'm sure of the first three, and the last two are a little uncertain, but there should be a few more flavors in this liquid, but I can't tell whether I take it or smell it! ”

Murong Qi took the prescription and took a look, it was originally a first- or second-grade medicinal liquid, and there were not many types of herbs, but it was just a seven-flavor medicine.

After reading it, I realized that Mo Yan's six-grade Dan master also has some strength, although the industry of alchemy in this continent is relatively backward, but it is not bad to be able to smell and write so many flavors.

Four of the five kinds of herbs are written correctly, and the other three are nothing more than cloud tail grass, Wenying grass, and spirit nourishing grass, because several flavors of medicine are all soul-nourishing, so it is difficult to distinguish them.

And before Mo Yan had a spirit cultivation grass in his hands, so he roughly guessed five kinds, and Murong Qi believed that as long as he gave Mo Yan a few more days, he would definitely be able to study a complete Dan formula.

However, in order not to let this old man be entangled any longer, Murong Qi reminded him to try these herbs.

"Rong boy! What a god! You'll know what it's when you smell it! I can fiddle with it for two days, old man! Mo Yan sighed.

Here, Mo Yan had to admit that this son's perverted talent, whether it was alchemy techniques or alchemy techniques, including distinguishing herbs, he was a good hand.

"The mentor praised it falsely, Rong Qi just felt a little similar, after all, a master like the mentor doesn't have much contact with this kind of low-level herbs on weekdays, so it's reasonable that he can't think of it!"

"That's reasonable, it seems that I have to find some first-grade and second-grade herbs to familiarize myself with! After all, there are still two potions that I haven't researched yet! Mo Yan said to himself.

Murong Qi wanted to help her forehead, could she write the other two as well, don't you want to be so entangled!

"Rong boy, you haven't said that you came to me for something? If there is a shortage of herbs, just open your mouth, don't be polite to me! Mo Yan looked atmospheric.

"Mentor, I still want to consolidate more in the fourth grade, and let the fifth grade follow the fate! I came today to take Yun'er back to the yard! ”

"Rong boy! You're going to take Xiaoyun'er away! The smile on his face disappeared suddenly, with a painful look, although he was more old-fashioned, he really liked this child, liked his kindness, innocence, and liveliness, whether he had something to go out or refining pills, that little doll was always happy and not crying like other children.

Moreover, every time I see him, I will call him Grandpa Mo, and that sweet voice is simply the sweetest spring water in the world.

"No, no, Yun'er, I'm just taking it back temporarily, I won't take anything or anything, after all, when I go to class in the morning, Yun'er still has to ask you to take care of it!" Murong Qi waved his hand again and again, he was really afraid of this old man.

Originally, Yan Sù's face put on a bitter look, which made her unbearable.

"I see! Then you take it! "It's like a trick, and it changes its face in an instant.

Murong Qi took Xiao Yun'er back to his yard, and saw black smoke billowing from the courtyard from a distance, is Chunhua, this little girl, planning to burn the house?

Murong Qi was in a hurry, picked up Yun'er, and ran forward quickly.

"Sister, is that really our yard? How does it smoke? If she hadn't known Murong Yun's temperament earlier, she really suspected that he was here to stab him.

"Chunhua said to cook for us! I guess it's not done! ”

As soon as the two of them walked to the door, Murong Qi was pulled by Xiao Yun'er's sleeve, and he was a little confused: "Sister, let's go back to the old man's yard!" Yun'er is not hungry. ”

Looking at the villain who seemed to be frightened, Murong Qi looked at the sky speechlessly, Chunhua, what kind of trouble are you going to make! Not to mention that the alchemy room was burned before, but now the kitchen is burned.

"Yun'er, wait for my sister here, my sister will go see Chunhua!" Murong Qi had to speak out to appease.

"Chunhua!" Before coming to the kitchen, Murong Qi shouted inside.

"Miss, why are you here? You wait a little longer, and it's going to be right away! Right away! Chunhua ran out of the smoke, her white little face was black charcoal gray, and her clothes were a little indistinguishable.

"What the hell did you do? Just cook dinner, you won't burn the kitchen down! ”

"Miss, look at what you said, how can it be so exaggerated!" Chunhua looked flattering.

"Come on, you clean up the kitchen, or I'll do it! Otherwise, I guess I won't be able to eat until midnight! ”

"Okay, the slave will clean up immediately!" The voice of the answer was surprisingly loud, and he rushed back into the smoke with joy.

I really don't know how this girl breathes inside, won't she choke?

It took a lot of effort for Murong Qi to invite Xiao Yun'er back to the courtyard, it seems that Xiao Yun'er disliked Chunhua and disliked the courtyard by the way.