Boom! Knock knock!

The heart was beating violently and restlessly, and the cheeks were hot and the blood was rushing up.

"My arrival was artificially arranged?"

"My golden finger, what about the system, is also artificially made?"

"And who am I?"

"Are my memories real, or are they fake memories that are originally fabricated?"

One thought after another came to his heart, and Takagi was hot for a while, and a feeling of despair and fear spread in his heart.

In his mind, the token exuded a clear stream, trying to calm the boiling and tumbling thoughts in the sea of consciousness.

"Calm down, at least so far, I don't feel like I'm being manipulated." Takagi calmed himself down and continued to rummage through the bookshelves, "If my presence really has something to do with him, he won't fail to give me any hints. ”

According to the limited understanding, the original body did not show any peculiarities, and it was just reading all day long, and it was completely uncultivated, which was a well-known waste in Iwakuro City.

Of course, why does a person who stays at home have such a strong reputation, and what secrets are behind this, Takagi doesn't care, Takagi only knows that even if the original body has a secret, it will not be too far from home!

And Wu Jianqi, as the closest person to the original body, now has a somewhat strange attitude from Takagi's point of view.

Wu Jianqi never seemed to be worried about the safety of the original body, and the first sentence of the meeting was to advise the original body not to mess around anymore and to practice martial arts well, instead of asking how the original body escaped from Li An, it seems... Don't worry at all!

The unarmed son was captured by the gangsters, and his attitude was too abnormal!

Takagi pondered, rummaging through the shelves over and over again, and found all the books with the original words.

"The Secret of the Garden"

"Flowers"

"East Secret"

Looking at the three miscellaneous books in hand, Takagi fell into deep thought.

What's the secret?

He placed the three books at the head of the bed, and put the draft in the storage ring, calming himself again.

"Anyway, I'm who I am."

"No matter what happened to the original body, I want to live at my own pace."

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

"Young master, my lord asked me to bring you something." The young man's gentle and submissive voice rang out.

The young man's name is Yong'an, he is a servant of the Wu Mansion, and he belongs to the Wu Jianqi lineage, but the specific news Takagi does not know.

However, being able to lean towards Wu Jianqi in this situation, Yongan is trustworthy.

The door was opened, and Yongan walked in, "Young master, you can be counted as back, these days when you are away, the manuscript has been broken, this is the ten crystal coins that the master asked me to bring you, hey, I didn't say it, the master is so difficult, how can you get it..."

"Manuscript?" Gao Mu remained silent, but he was puzzled in his heart, it turned out that the original body also had its own channels to get money, no wonder Wu Jianqi said that the original body had never asked for it.

My Great Heavenly Dynasty exports thousands of traversers to the heavens and worlds every year, and I haven't heard of anyone who is particularly miserable, even if it's the notorious predecessor, nerd... Was it a copy of a book?

Takagi sighed, but said, "I have my own plan, you bring all the books to me to see, and I look for inspiration." ”

Yong'an did not doubt him, disappeared into the room, and when he reappeared after a while, he walked in mysteriously with four or five books in his hand.

"Sneaky!" Takagi took a sip of water and took the book, wanting to read the masterpiece of his predecessor.

"Poof!"

A trace of gloom flashed in Yong'an's eyes, and then he changed to an innocent expression and complained, "Young Master, what are you doing here?" ”

Takagi didn't notice Yong'an's changes, put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at the book with a slight tremble.

"Young Woman Bai Jie", "Young A Bing", "Cunning Feng Shui Master"...

The covers were more obscene than the other, the books were more explicit than the other, Takagi checked them carefully, and as he expected, the books were not much different from what he remembered.

In other words, how much age is there between the original and me?

Wait, the books I saw in Master Jia's storage ring, did the author turn out to be the predecessor?

Takagi felt the urge to vomit blood, closed the book, and tried to calm down the complicated feelings: "How are the sales?" ”

Yong'an immediately became excited, dancing and gesturing, "The profit is considerable, each book is divided into seven parts, and there are several citrine coins of profit every month!" ”

Several... Converted into a previous life, that is, tens of thousands of dollars per month, a proper gold income... Original, you're such a!

However, the income of only a few citrine coins per month was a drop in the bucket for him, so he decisively refused.

"I'm going to start practicing martial arts, and I won't write these books anymore, so as not to pollute my thoughts and make me not an inch inch." With a faint explanation, Takagi threw the money in his hand to Yong'an and said, "Go buy some herbs and come back, including..."

Yong'an's eyes flickered, and it took him a long time to recover, and he asked Takagi directly, "Young master, are you really not writing?" ”

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Takagi nodded, looked at Yong'an, and said, "Why, I can't listen to my words?"

"No, it's not, I'll go." Yongan hurriedly said and left in a hurry.

Looking at Yong'an's distant figure, Takagi thought thoughtfully, this Yong'an's attitude towards him was a little strange, I hope that the cheap dad didn't see the wrong person, otherwise the situation would be too difficult.

Takagi sat at the head of the bed, looking at the poems left by the original body repeatedly, he was sure that there were secrets hidden inside, but for a while he would not be able to detect them, which made him a little discouraged.

After the books that Yong'an brought over, Takagi was already disappointed in the original body, and it is estimated that there are no good things left by the original body, and the reason why he reads it is just to pass the time and be curious about his fellow countrymen.

Just when Takagi finished reading all three books, Yongan entered the room with a large pile of medicinal herbs in his hand, Takagi counted it, and after confirming that it was correct, he motioned for Yongan to leave.

Takagi piled up the medicinal herbs in the corner of the room and began to close his eyes and practice, it was still afternoon, he was not sure if he would be stared at, the raw materials taken from the Wolf Warrior Dart Shop alone were enough to attract people's covetability.

During this period, he took the time to check Master Jia's storage ring and basically figured out the effect of the drugs inside.

"Living corpse pills..."Takagi sneered, did the Zijin Chamber of Commerce want to make this kind of thing that had lost its conscience?

The purpose of the Living Corpse Pill, or Master Jia's research, is clearly to create zombies and artificially create hell.

Time came to the middle of the night in a blink of an eye, and Takagi came to the kitchen with medicinal herbs in his arms.

Alchemy, in Takagi's memory, is actually not much different from cooking.

He didn't know how other people's pills were refined, anyway, he analyzed them according to his memory, and there was not much difference from the steps of stir-frying, so the pills he wrote were like recipes, and he was disgusted by Ao Deshou.

“... If it is pure yang dew, stir well until fragrant. Takagi scooped the liquid in his hand, "This feeling... It's almost the same as cooking, but... Now the question is how to turn it into the shape of an elixir? ”

Looking at most of the bowl of golden liquid medicine, Takagi hesitated for a while, "What kind of quality pill is this?" Is there any effect? ”

After hesitating for a while, Takagi gritted his teeth, "Anyway, the steps are almost the same, it's just that the pill hasn't been formed, it shouldn't be a big problem, eat it!" ”

He tilted his head, closed his eyes, dipped a drop of liquid, and drank it.

After a moment, he looked up, "It's done!" ”

Gao Mu showed a happy smile, configuring this bowl of liquid medicine, he had already spent almost all of his savings, he felt it in his heart when Ge Hanyue caught up, and now it has been successful after trying it, and judging from the effect of the liquid medicine, it is the best of the yellow level!

"So... There is no problem with the refining technique, and it can be regarded as practicing the 'Hao Yuan Dan', uh...'Hao Yuan Liquid'" Takagi looked at the storage ring in his hand, where there was still a dry Zen branch that was about to expire, "The dry Zen branch... Dead wood is spring, and I don't know how much medicinal power there is. ”

Determined to make up his mind, Takagi quickly cleaned up the scene and quietly left with a bowl of golden liquid.

in the room.

Takagi held a bowl of golden liquid medicine and calmly analyzed:

"My current sperm number is in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, and I will use about one-third of it when I return to the innate level, what should I do with the rest? To improve your cultivation? No, it's not cost-effective, because it can't be improved in the middle of the congenital stage. ”

After deciding what to do, Takagi divided a third of the liquid and drank the rest of the liquid in one fell swoop.

The majestic medicinal power washed the meridians, continuously producing essence elements, washing the meridians, and soon, the upper limit of essence in the dantian was broken, and Gao Mu's breath also reached the innate level.

The medicinal power continued to work, and there were more and more essences in the dantian, which soon washed up in the meridians.

"Whew!" Takagi gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and before he knew it, it was already dawn, and he had been cultivating all night, but he didn't realize it.

"The rest of the potion," Takagi thought, and ran back to the kitchen in the early morning, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one.

Skillfully adding fire, Takagi poured the medicinal liquid into the pot, then added a few scoops of water, thought for a while, and then added chopped green onions, salt, sesame oil and other substances, and looked at the rich fragrance in the pot and fell into deep thought.

"No... It still feels like something is missing. Takagi frowned, why couldn't the pill he refined form a pill, how could he sell it?

At this time, he noticed the meat bun next to him.

"Perhaps... That's all right. ”

The big housekeeper in Yongan Wu Jianqi's courtyard said that he was the big housekeeper, but in fact, he was the only one in charge of housework, so he was the only one in charge of the canteen, and yesterday Takagi ate too much, resulting in not enough ingredients, so he hurriedly went to purchase, so he didn't meet Takagi for the first time.

"After Young Master Wu Le came back, he didn't know how to do it, this amount of food is greatly amazing, I hope he won't empty his home." Yong'an's face was a little gloomy, "This money... It's not enough, without the subsidy of Young Master Wu Le, relying on the money sent by the master, it is far from enough, what should I do? ”

At this time, he saw Takagi walking out of the kitchen with a satisfied face, and suddenly said:

"Young master, what did you do in the kitchen?"

He hurried into the kitchen, only to see that the meat bun he had prepared yesterday had disappeared from all the meat fillings, leaving only the bun skins open, as if he had been insulted.