"Hey, Qiangzi, how do you think we can get out?" At the Tianqing Monk Regiment's station, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was lying on the stone table in the courtyard, holding her chin in a daze.

On the table, there is a small trapfish made of silver metal that is extremely delicate, bouncing around in place.

Qiangzi sat opposite her and rubbed his forehead and said, "Oh, my little aunt, even if we want to run, we have to stop for a few days, so that they can see a little more relaxed!"

Being detained at the station and not allowed to go out is really uncomfortable.

Xiaoman is not an honest master, he only settled down for three days, and then began to plan an "escape" again.

Captain Lei and they are so busy, they can't watch the two little ghosts by themselves, they can only take care of the old men of the two monk groups when they stay behind, which gives Xiao Man a chance. It's just that the upright temperament of the elders has been explained by the head of the Lei regiment, and they are very strict, and they have failed several attempts.

"I have an idea!" Xiao Man stood up suddenly, rolled his eyes and said, "Get drugged!"

"Damn, you're not here for real!" As soon as these words came out, Xu Qiang jumped, and he had the heart to pull Xiaoman to surrender.

It should be possible to make meritorious deeds, right?

"What do you think you think? Besides, the tiger boss is my uncle, no one dares to do anything to me!" The more Xiao Man thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good, he picked up the whitebait with one hand and hung it around his waist, and grabbed the strong son with the other, "Let's go, let's go and dispense medicine!"

"Uh, do you know the formula?" Hadron was a little helpless, but what else could he do? Of course, he was crazy with her!

Xiaoman pouted: "This is not simple, I will play with it when I am ten years old, and I will deal with the big dog next door!"

Halolite powder is a mixture of two commonly used anesthetics, and there are a lot of reserves of anesthetics in the monks' regiment, after all, those monks often have to suffer external injuries. 、

Xiaoman dragged Qiangzi to a hidden wing, which was the pharmacy of the station.

The door was locked, but Xiao Man pulled a thin hairpin from his bun and giggled, "This thing can't stop me!"

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, and the bronze door lock fell.

Xiao Man grabbed the copper lock, didn't let it make a sound, turned to Qiangzi and said, "You go to the corner and watch, someone will cough when someone comes!"

"Good!" Hadron whispered, still a little frightened.

It's really exciting to follow Xiaoman's life!

Xiao Man ignored him, tiptoed into the hut, and suddenly a strong smell of medicine came out, she was here for the first time, and there were all kinds of medicinal powders and ointments in transparent jars, all of which were labeled.

She was familiar with these things, and a glance at it saw a dozen bottles of anesthetics, among which were the Valium powder and halite powder she was looking for.

With joy in the corners of her eyes, she took out two small empty bottles from her arms, unscrewed the two large bottles of Valium powder and halite powder and poured some into each of them, and then carefully put them back, no longer looking at anything else, turned around and walked out.

"No one has come, have you?" closed the copper lock again, and asked Qiangzi in a low voice.

"No!

"That's it!"

The two didn't stay any longer, and quickly ran to Xiaoman's room.

Xiao Man ran out to play, and soon found a beautiful, quaint small stove.

This furnace is a less common 2-star mechanism, called the smelting instrument, which has its own advantages compared to the regular source heat meter in the machine room, and is a mechanism specially used to smelt medicinal powder.

In Hadron's surprised gaze, Xiao Man skillfully weighed Valingsan and halite powder, calculated the proportions and added them to the heater, and then slowly stimulated his perception and began to smelt the medicinal powder.

On the side, Qiangzi was dumbfounded: "You can refine medicine?"

Xiaoman was busy this time, so he didn't have time to pay attention to him.

She carefully observed the smelting of the two medicinal powders in the furnace, and from time to time used the sensing to urge the smelting instrument to change the temperature and stirring rate, and after more than ten minutes, the two medicinal powders in the furnace turned into a semi-liquid and semi-solid form, and began to fuse together to form an ointment, and she stopped.

She wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and said, "What is there to do with this? Alchemy is very simple, but it is a bit troublesome, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will fail." ”

"Isn't this difficult? In the group, Old Man Sun can refine medicine, right? I think many people are afraid of him with his nostrils facing the sky!" Qiangzi suddenly remembered something, and jumped two meters away from Xiaoman's side, "You...... Are you a pharmacist? Do you also use poison?"

He had never heard of any pharmacist before, there was only one small doctor in Xiaochang Town, and the medicines he used were all bought from outside.

However, after joining Tianqing, he only learned about the profession of pharmacist when chatting with some old monks, and they ...... It seems that all of them are masters of detoxification and poisoning, after all, in the wild, whether it is to guard against poisonous beasts or occasionally take the initiative to attack, pharmacists need to know how to poison very well.

"This girl is proficient in eighteen kinds of strange poisons in the world, even the three-star fierce beast tide has to retreat, you have to be careful in the future!"

Seeing that Qiangzi really took two steps back, he suddenly laughed out loud, pointed at him and said laughingly: "Qiangzi, you are so timid! This is still the little stupid cow that I met in the wild and wanted to catch it with my bare hands!"

Qiangzi saw that she was joking, and said unhappily: "Okay! I forgot that pharmacists mainly dispense medicine to save people." ”

I don't blame him, when those guys in the monk group chat, they must have picked up the poison and exaggerated it.

At this time, nearly fifteen minutes later, Xiao Man observed the situation of the ointment in the furnace through his perception, slightly lowered the temperature, and at the same time carefully watched its changes, and no longer talked nonsense with the hadron.

"That's it!"

After another five minutes, Xiao Man drank softly, stopped his perception, opened the small stove and observed, and then put the white ointment that had been glowing into another small trap box, and continued to urge his perception to dry.

Looking at Xiaoman's series of skillful movements, as well as this refining and dispensing tool that was obviously not used for the first time, Qiangzi believed that Xiaoman was really a pharmacist.

But that's even more depressing.

Aren't all pharmacists not very good at frontal combat?

But I connected the weird physical technique to the seventh action, and I felt a lot stronger, why can't I beat her!

What a shame!

"Hey, big stupid cow, come and help me grind!" Xiao Man finally finished his work and shouted.

"I don't know how to dispense medicine......"

"How can I count on you to dispense medicine, besides, this halolite powder is not a dispensing if it is so simple, I have it all done, and I will grind it into powder!"

After the halite powder is grinded, it is a slightly gray powder, its medicinal effect is slightly stronger, and the best effect is dissolved in water and swallowed. If you breathe it in the air, you need a larger amount.

The two of them are familiar with the station, and they have roughly figured out the rules of their activities.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one walked to the pantry, they sprinkled a lot of halide powder into the kettle, and soon the gray powder was completely integrated into the water, looking colorless and tasteless, and it was easy to be tricked if you didn't pay special attention.

For example, there are not many people left behind in the Qing garrison today, probably less than twenty, mainly injured monks recuperating. Lao Sheng is the oldest of them, and he is almost 50 this year, and he is a member of the older generation of the Tianqing Monk Regiment, but his strength is not too strong.

After his left arm was injured, he stayed at the station for the past two years, occasionally training a few juniors in the regiment for some basic physical arts.

However, the strength of Xiaoman and Qiangzi is not weak, so they didn't learn from him.

The dozen juniors in the courtyard are all in their teens, and they have to lay a good foundation, and Lao Sheng's guidance is very serious.

Finally, after a busy period, he walked slowly to the pantry, first poured himself a new pot of tea to dry, and poured another pot to the two brothers guarding the door.

Half an hour later, the two little old men in the gatehouse of the Tianqing Monk Regiment fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, two figures appeared nearby, and after a brief observation, they did not hesitate and ran out quietly.