Zhou Qingfeng didn't know much about anatomy.

But......

I've never eaten pork, but I've always seen pigs run.

The junior high school "Physiology and Hygiene" has taught the physiological structure of the human body.

The so-called 'nervous system', 'respiratory system', 'blood circulation system', 'digestive system', etc., have never seen the anatomical diagram that chops people into seven or eight pieces and then studies them.

Uncle Zhou covered his nose, his face was cold, and his expression was extremely disdainful. Todd on the side immediately said, "This is my friend Victor, he is an aristocratic scholar who has read a lot of books, he is very knowledgeable, and he knows many secrets in the Black Forest." ”

When he said the last sentence, the barbarian laughed at his ugly face one after another, and squeezed his eyebrows.

Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and glanced at Todd, and thought secretly: "Eh......, when did I become a noble scholar?" ”

The barbarian deliberately lowered his voice and said seriously: "Don't worry, Victor." I will never reveal your true identity. ”

When singing and harmonizing, Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes, but the old dwarf was frightened.

In its opinion, the young man in front of him is indeed different. Thin skin and tender flesh, delicate face, not even a scar on the face, this is by no means a person who has lived in the Black Forest for a long time, only the nobles of high society can have such an appearance.

The old witch doctor Borg stepped aside and pointed to the 'dissecting table' behind him and asked, "Young man, do you know anything about dissection?" So what is there to say about my research? ”

"I don't know what you're researching, and I don't have anything to comment on." Zhou Qingfeng didn't waste time, "It is said that you are the best witch doctor in the Black Forest, and I want to prepare a pair of potions." ”

Zhou Qingfeng's refusal with a condescending attitude made the old dwarf very unhappy. It frowned and said, "You want to dispense a potion, do you have a prescription?" ”

Prescription? Of course!

The 'paralyzing poison' produced by the god of murder Shirek himself is made of bat dung from the Black Forest, pit viper serum, vampire vine pith and so on. It requires a variety of delicate processing methods such as distillation, extraction, and quantitative synthesis.

According to Ciric's description, Zhou Qingfeng believes that it is a nerve agent with a fast onset, wide application, and long expiration date. The poison can be applied to arrows or blades, and once in the bloodstream it can forcibly interfere with the nervous system and cause cardiac arrest.

This is more ruthless than ordinary poisons, and much more advanced than cutting human flesh pieces with a knife.

Zhou Qingfeng relayed it orally, and the old dwarf felt novel as soon as he heard it. He hurriedly found a pen and paper, copied the prescription and the manufacturing process sentence by sentence, wrote it down and recited it several times.

After reading it, the old dwarf decided that Zhou Qingfeng was definitely a 'medical master' - the real master was Ciric. The god of murder can't do anything else, but the poisons with different effects are well understood and deeply studied, and no one can compare to it.

The old dwarf witch doctor didn't know which wild way he was from, and he was blindly thinking about and doing research, without any systematic learning and accumulation. Just by looking at the messy things in his shack, you know that his level is very limited.

But the witch doctor is like this, similar to the civil department.

The formula of the 'paralyzing poison' is not complicated, and it may be clear in a few simple sentences, which in itself is a sign of professionalism.

The old dwarf figured it out word by word, and asked repeatedly about the key points he didn't understand. Zhou Qingfeng also gave it a few words of popular science about the physiological structure of the human body, which made the other party feel that he had gained a lot, and he was overjoyed, dancing and laughing happily on the spot.

Todd whispered in Zhou Qingfeng's ear: "Old Borg is a believer in the 'Goddess of Poison and Disease' Talona, and is the first group of inhabitants of the Black Forest after the Eternal Darkness. He was not interested in wealth and status, and preferred to develop poisons. ”

Compared to Ciric, who once had great divine powers, Talona only had weak divine powers. The strength of the two is far apart, and they are not at the same level at all. But neither of the two gods is a good being.

The followers of Talona are not good people, they want to be feared, but they have twisted personalities. Anyone who dares to provoke them will be secretly poisoned or infected with disease as revenge.

"I say, ......, old Borg, can you stop jumping around in front of my eyes?" Zhou Qingfeng stopped the dwarf old man's crazy happiness, and asked remindedly, "Do you have the tools to configure potions here?" Beakers, test tubes, heating dishes, etc. ”

"Yes, yes, of course I have." The old dwarf carefully put away the potion formula provided by Zhou Qingfeng, and shouted outside the shack: "My stupid servants, come in and clean up the house, there are honored guests here today." ”

A few cowering servants came in from outside the shack and began to clean up in a hurry.

The clean-up work consisted of putting some of the internal organs of the corpses that had been littered into wooden frames, and then taking a few knives to chop the corpses for cleaning. By the way, ventilate the shack and let the smell of blood dissipate a little.

The servants were busy, and the old dwarf smiled at Zhou Qingfeng again: "Young man, I noticed your difference at first sight, you must be from a certain noble family. I wonder if I can know your full name? ”

"...... me? My name is Victor. Hugo. Uncle Zhou thought for a while, raised his head and shouted: "My background is naturally extremely noble, my ethnic group has thousands of years of historical heritage, and my ethnic group has the blood of a dragon. ”

Dragon's descendants have dragon blood, right?

But these words startled the old Borg, and the barbarian was also extremely shocked.

In the world of swords and sorcery, dragon bloodlines are no joke. People who dare to say this definitely come from an extraordinary background and have a deep background. Todd blinked his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Victor, can your bloodline really be traced back to a certain dragon?" ”

"Of course." Zhou Qingfeng said affirmatively. He thought to himself: "It's good that I didn't say that I am the successor of communism." A huge empire of more than a billion people is waiting for me, but I don't know when I can go to work. ”

The answer was half yes, half ridiculous.

Todd sighed again, "Victor, I knew that you must be born noble, but I didn't expect you to have such noble blood. No wonder you know the biggest secret of the Black Forest. ”

Even Ciric was very interested in Zhou Qingfeng's 'Dragon Vein' bloodline, and after pondering it repeatedly in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, he didn't even deny the authenticity of the 'Dragon Vein', but only asked suspiciously......

"Victor, I've been wondering why your body can be a prison for the gods? There really is no better explanation than having dragon blood. Can you tell me that your bloodline inherited that dragon? ”

The God of Murder asked very seriously, but Zhou Qingfeng just wanted to hold his forehead with his hand - I just want to pretend to be a force, why do you all believe it?

"No, it's a secret." Zhou Qingfeng refused to answer, after all, he couldn't answer. He only urged the old dwarf, "I will use this potion recipe as a reward, and you will help me prepare the paralyzing poison." Please hurry, I'm short on time. ”

Todd also helped on the side, "Yes, yes, yes, the Black Forest is about to be in chaos, and Victor's time is very tight." We have to rush others to go on a treasure hunt. ”

"Treasure hunting?" Old Borg exclaimed again, "Where are you going to hunt for treasure?" I've never heard of any treasures in this Black Forest? ”

The barbarian seemed to realize that he had missed something, and quickly covered his mouth, shook his head desperately, and said: "I promised Victor, I can't say it, unless he tells you himself." But we're really going to find an incomparable treasure that will scare you to death if you say it. ”

Todd's funny appearance made Zhou Qingfeng roll his eyes, and he couldn't figure out whether this barbarian was cooperating with him to play a double reed, or if he was really stupid.

Anyway, the two of them were really bluffing, and the old witch doctor of Black Swamp Village was aroused with great curiosity, and his eyes were wide open. Even the servants who were tidying up in the shack pricked up their ears, and one by one their eyes wandered, and they exchanged ears.

Everyone has already decided in their hearts that there is a noble man in the Black Forest. He knows a big secret, and he is about to find some magical treasure.

Waiting for the servants to clean up and walk out of the shack, the news spread in the Black Swamp Village like wings, and the more it spread, the more magical and outrageous it became. Every time a person's mouth passes, the rumor has to add fuel and vinegar.

It didn't take long for the rumors to turn into rumors - a powerful warlock with dragon blood had arrived in the Black Forest to find a great treasure hidden in the forest for years.

When this rumor 'exported to domestic sales' returned to Zhou Qingfeng's ears, he was directly stunned.

Dragonblood?

Powerful Warlock?

I'm just a first-class thief!