Sending away the ink fragrance, Mu Chonglan went to the flower manager with a few new flowers and plants, wanting to ask which ones are suitable for winemaking, how long is suitable for brewing, and the time of cellaring is fine, if the brewing time is long, she can only give up.

The flower steward lived in a treetop grass shed far away from the courtyard on the top of the mountain, saying that he wanted to look at the strange flowers and plants here, Mu Chonglan didn't see what strange flowers and plants there weed here, but felt that the weeds were overgrown, and if he didn't pay attention, the weeds could hook off the shoes on his feet, so when he came for the first time, he was flustered for a while, thinking that he was in the wrong place.

shouted a few times under the tree, but didn't hear a response, Mu Chonglan guessed that the flower steward might have gone down the mountain to drink again, thinking that he didn't have to take care of the flower garden today, so he waited under the tree with flowers and plants.

After waiting for a while, the sunset was about to go down and he didn't see the flower steward come back, Mu Chonglan looked up at the grass shed on the top of the tree, guessing that the flower steward didn't drink too much and took a nap on it, right?

His eyes fell on the vines hanging from the trunk of the tree, and Mu Chonglan decided to go up to take a look, so he tied the package containing flowers and plants around his waist and grabbed the vines and climbed.

The tree is an ancient tree, the bark is rough, the trunk is not too steep, Mu Chonglan has practiced some fists and feet, although it is only a three-legged cat, but it is also neater than the ordinary Jiaojiao ladies who do not go out of the door, and it didn't take long to climb to the grass shed above.

She scratched her head and hesitated whether to wait on it or go down, when she suddenly smelled a fragrance that she had never smelled before, and when she looked back, she found that on the branch next to the hut, there was a small dandelion-like fluffy flower bulb smoking branches in the wind, and the fragrance emanated from it.

Mu Chonglan blinked, and reached out to touch it as if he was bewitched.

"Stop!" With the voice, the flower steward flew into the grass shed like a ghost, and said with an angry face: "Do you know, this thing is ......?"

Speaking of this, the flower steward found that Mu Chonglan was holding the small flower ball in his hand, and the purple juice in his hand looked very innocent.

Mu Chonglan wanted to cry without tears: "I didn't know that this was a flower you raised, and I thought it was a small wildflower growing on a tree, and I was scared by you, so I pulled it down." ”

......: "How tall are the rhizomes of small wildflowers growing on the branches of your trees?" Phew, no, whose tree is blooming!

The flower steward thought depressedly, but seeing that Mu Chonglan was still holding the small flower ball, and did not have the slightest intention of poisoning, his expression suddenly became strange: "Do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Mu Chonglan shook her head, and the flower manager looked at her for a while, and then suddenly laughed.

He laughed suddenly, Mu Chonglan felt very inexplicable, but it was not good to ask why he was laughing, but fortunately, he just stopped laughing for a while, and looked at Mu Chonglan with a solemn expression. "Girl, do you know the medicine man?"

Yaoren?

Mu Chonglan was puzzled: "I haven't studied herbal medicine, I don't understand, what is the medicinal effect?" Can you make sake too? ”

The corner of the flower steward's mouth twitched, the so-called medicine people are divided into congenital medicine people and acquired medicine people, and the acquired medicine people are suitable for children who choose roots and bones to soak in various poisons from an early age, and over time, their blood can also detoxify all kinds of poisons.

However, the cultivation of this kind of medicine man is very cruel, the requirements for the root bone are also extremely high, and the damage is also very large, and it may not be possible to cultivate one medicine man out of a hundred people.

Many years ago, in order to cultivate a medicine man, the old man of the Hundred Poisons of the Poison God Temple secretly stole many of the best juniors in the rivers and lakes, and the result was naturally a fire, causing the major families in the rivers and lakes to join forces to exterminate the Poison God Temple.

And the innate medicine people are the innate medicine people, and the innate medicine people are born with a hundred poisons, not only the blood can cure all kinds of poisons, but it is also rumored that their heart's blood can be refined into pills to prolong life.

The flower steward looked at Mu Chonglan, the flower ball in Mu Chonglan's hand seemed ordinary, but it was actually the Heaven and Earth Poison Bone Dove, which was born from the ancient tree under them, he would stay here just to wait for the world to take some juice when the poison matured, in order to be able to get the juice, he made a lot of precautions, but he didn't expect to be picked off by Mu Chonglan's bare hands, which is why he was so sure that Mu Chonglan was a medicine man, and he was born a medicine man, because the acquired medicine man couldn't resist this poison at all.

How precious is the innate medicine, if this is a different person, he is afraid that he will be moved, but it is this girl, he is really a little unable to do it.

The flower steward asked Mu Chonglan to put the bone dove in his hand into the vessel, saying that he was going out for a few days, and before leaving, he told Mu Chonglan not to tell what happened today, otherwise it might lead to death.

Mu Chonglan didn't know why Hua Guan was so nervous, but seeing his serious expression, he also knew that the matter was very serious, so he nodded again and again, saying that he would never say anything about today's matter.

The next day, Mu Chonglan was watering the flowers and plants in the flower garden, and the flower steward suddenly appeared and handed her a jade pendant, saying that it could cure all kinds of poisons, just wear it close to your body, and you can always use it.

After finishing speaking, the flower steward also gave Mu Chonglan a collection of flowers and plants called "Jiacao Lu", and then sighed after reading her for a while, and said: "Forget it, just rely on your brain, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn, just memorize it and bluff people." ”

"......" Mu Chonglan was speechless, and it was not easy to be familiar with it.

The flower steward hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "If someone asks you why you are not poisoned one day, you will show him the jade pendant." ”

"Uh......" Mu Chonglan was puzzled, why didn't she be poisoned, as if someone would poison her.

"I'm leaving."

"Hmm." Mu Chonglan nodded casually.

Because the flower steward has always been elusive, the flower steward did not appear the next day, and Mu Chonglan didn't pay much attention to it, secretly rubbing and brewing a lot of wine, and checked all the wine brewed before.

On the third day, Mu Chonglan took out the wine brewed before, waited for a day, and didn't wait for the flower steward, thinking that the flower steward might have been delayed by something.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he didn't see the flower steward coming, so Mu Chonglan went to the grass shed to look for him a little breathlessly, but there was still any grass shed, and even the ancient trees fell.

Mu Chonglan hurriedly came back and asked others if they had seen the flower steward, but the other party said with a strange face that the flower steward had already returned to his hometown, and he heard that he was frightened because he was stripped naked and tied to a tree.

Mu Chonglan realized something in a daze, and cried with the brewed wine, scaring the person who was asked enough, and repeatedly explained to others that it was not he who made Mu Chonglan cry, and finally simply left Mu Chonglan and ran away.

Mu Chonglan was tired of crying, so he went back to the flower garden with the wine jar, buried the wine jar under the peach tree by the wall, and then patted the soil on his body, and went to make new wine.