Qin Gu put a bag of money in his hand, and there was a heavy noise.

As soon as he carried the bottom of the bag and poured it down, the contents fell to the table with a clatter, and a small pile of white flowers and silver, about twenty or thirty taels of silver.

There were also some dry food, a few pieces of silver, and two small bottles.

The top of the bottle was black and greasy, and there was a fishy smell from afar, and Qin Gu frowned and put it aside, without carefully inspecting it.

These two people are engaged in murder and overkill, and the things in them are definitely not good.

I don't know much about all this, and it would be very bad if I rashly observed it and let myself be tricked.

After eating, the energy slowly infiltrated from the viscera to the limbs.

The body is not as weak as yesterday, and it seems that in two or three days at most, the side effects of resurrection can be completely eliminated.

After a short break, Qingu stepped out of the cabin and began to check his surroundings.

Under the morning light, the whole valley seems to be plated with a red halo, and all the plants and trees are covered with a thin veil, like a dream, like a fairyland.

If you want to survive in this wonderland, you must find enough food.

The bamboo basket should be the tool used by the client to go fishing by the stream to improve his life.

Qingu had fished before, but he hadn't caught it himself, and now it seems that these skills need to be learned little by little.

Qin Gu went down to the small building, and there was an independent wooden house next to it, with firewood piled up in front of the house, which was where Xue Ningwan chopped firewood and cooked every day.

After stepping around, I found that there was still a small half jar of grain in the rice jar, and a few pieces of smoked pheasant, rabbit meat and fish hanging on the beam, plus a bag of steamed bread pancakes I brought, which could cope with ten days and a half months.

There are a few plots of land around, growing vegetables and fruits, but most of them are covered by weeds, and some of them should be harvested after a little tidying.

Take your time with these things, and since you have decided to make this your base, you should find out everything first.

Qin Gu's eyes fell on the big wooden house, which was at least three or four times the size of the client's residence, and it was where Xue Ningwan's father, Xue Ming, lived.

I learned from the client's information that Xue Ming strictly forbade Xue Ningwan to come to this place.

There were a few times when Xue Ningwan went secretly, but she fainted unknowingly when she walked to the door, so the client didn't know anything about the situation inside.

If Qin Gu still didn't know the true purpose of Z2333 to fight for this entrusted mission for herself, then she really lived in vain for decades.

First of all, the client is very young, only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Secondly, the identity of the client is the daughter of a pharmacist, so no matter how the client's father prohibits the client from studying medicine, it shows that she has the conditions to study medicine. Others don't let you learn, you can learn secretly?

What's more, now that Xue Ming is in the Night Demon Palace, it is a good opportunity for her to learn.

Furthermore, whether Qingu wants to use this opportunity to learn new skills or help the client become stronger, this process is needed, and there is no conflict.

It's a win-win-win-win-win-

A circle of medicinal powder was sprinkled around the wooden house to prevent mosquitoes, and Qin Gu calmed down a little, picked up a longer branch, held it in his hand, and walked up the ladder to the wooden house.

She wanted to see what kind of gold and silver treasures were in this house for this father to guard against his daughter.

Qin Gu carefully moved forward step by step, and there were several wooden shelves on them, and a few bamboo dustpans on the shelves to dry some herbs.

Nothing out of the ordinary, continuing to approach one of the cabins.

Thinking of this, Qin Gu opened the door with a tree branch, his head subconsciously tilted to the side, and a faint white smoke dissipated in the air.

Fortunately, Qin Gu stood far away, only breathed a little, and there was a dizziness in his head, like a feeling of wanting to fall down after being drunk.

She shook her head, but the sensation quickly lessened and vanished.

Tsk, it's so strong in medicine, while Qin Gu was waiting outside, he opened the other two doors with a branch by the way.

After a long while, the smoke was completely blown away by the wind and the effect of the medicine had disappeared before he tentatively walked in.

There are no hidden weapon traps or anything in it, after all, he himself lives here every day.

There are several large shelves against the wall, on which large and small bottles and cans are placed, and a long table in the middle has various utensils for handling medicinal materials, as well as some scattered medicinal powder and so on.

This should be the place where Xue Ming developed the drug.

Xue Ming has a strange personality, many of them belong to the side door and are vicious, and Qin Gu doesn't understand this, so she doesn't dare to touch anything.

Qin Gu noticed a curtain next to one of the shelves, and estimated the area of the hut and the interior that he could see from the outside, and it seemed that there was a small cubicle inside.

Qin Gu thought about it, and still used a branch to open the curtain.

There was no smoke from the powder here, and when I entered, it was a study.

There are two large bookshelves with all kinds of paper, silk, sheepskin and even bamboo slips.

In the middle is a desk and chair with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and stacks of books.

So many books, and in the memory of the commissioner never read the memory of the book.

This father is really a strange thing, he is a pharmacist and doesn't teach his daughter to study medicine, even if he treats this place as a forbidden place, so that his daughter is not even allowed to read.

Thinking about it, a strange thought suddenly popped up in Qin Gu's mind: that is, since this father never let the client read books, nor did he let her learn pharmacological and pathological knowledge, how did Xue Ningwan know words?

Could it be that there was a memory before the client's memory, that is, before entering the Yakushi Valley?

It's just that I don't know why, I sealed that memory?

It seems that even if it is cannon fodder that is casually dropped in seconds, there is a story behind it.

Qin Gu flipped through the scrolls at random, and in addition to some medicine books, there were also some books on martial arts.

For example, the meridians of the human body, as well as luck pranayama, are books for cultivating internal strength and internal strength.

If it was in the previous world, Qin Gu would definitely not believe in internal power qigong and the like, but this is different.

The client was grabbed in the air and slapped more than ten meters away, and she saw Qianye flying with her own eyes, which... Isn't this internal strength and light work?

It's just that I don't know if I can cultivate, and Qin Gu is faintly looking forward to it.

Come to think of it, that's what the housekeeper said about the different "basic worlds" before.

Qin Gu went out and opened another door, this was Xue Ming's bedroom.

Although the inside is still simple, it is much more spacious and refined than the place where Xue Ningwan lives.

The floor was covered with a flat plank, the bed was hung with a curtain, and there was a cloakroom and bathing place next to it.