Chapter Ninety-Six: Another Little Brother

"Little ghost, you're not honest, what bad things are you thinking about?"

The old ghost looked at the potion in his hand, and then gently pulled off the lid, and a pungent fragrance hit him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Oh?"

As if discovering a new world, his eyes lit up, and he took a big puff of aroma very greedily.

Qin Chuan sighed lightly, he didn't expect him to be so careful, but he was still discovered, so he could only be disappointed in his heart.

"Boy, are you a potion, why is it so fragrant?"

The corners of Qin Chuan's eyes jumped, do you think that everyone is like you, it is extremely difficult to make a potion!

The thoughts in his heart didn't dare to show them on his face, but Qin Chuan didn't know how to answer.

However, as soon as the old ghost was interested, he didn't care so much about Qin Chuan, he directly opened his big mouth and swallowed the potion in one bite!

At the entrance of the potion, Qin Chuan saw that the old ghost's eyes bulged, as if they could protrude, and then his eyes were confused, and he narrowed slightly.

Two blushes floated on his dry face, and the old ghost was actually drunk!

"Isn't it!"

Qin Chuan stared at the old ghost dumbfounded, that aftertaste, that addiction, it was full of the posture of a drunkard who drank his beloved wine!

Thinking about it immediately, it was right, he must have drunk the potion he made, and there were quite a few of them.

It's so hard to drink, and I'm used to drinking it, and I suddenly drank like myself, it is estimated that I can get drunk by any person, and the old ghost's reaction is also reasonable.

The old ghost was drunk alone, but after all, the potion was only a small bottle, and the taste quickly disappeared from the tip of the tongue.

The old ghost came back to his senses and looked at Qin Chuan with sharp eyes, and the corners of his eyes were also looking back and forth on the empty potion bottle.

"Say!"

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the old ghost's fierce eyes, which seemed to be full of hostility.

"Speak quickly!"

The old ghost's eyes were gloomy and terrifying, but Qin Chuan didn't know what he should say, or what the old ghost wanted to say himself.

"If you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude!"

The old ghost's eyes were beating like two ghost fires, and Qin Chuan clearly felt a chill that rubbed up from his backbone and hit the back of his head.

"What the hell do you want me to say! I don't know anything!"

Qin Chuan couldn't help it after all, and shouted loudly, his voice trembled, and he was so frightened by the old ghost that he was about to cry.

"So...... So...... Is it a potion that tastes so good? Where did you get it? Is it yours! Did you make it? Can you teach me? I am willing to worship you as a teacher! Don't refuse me!!"

The old ghost said such a long sentence in three seconds in one breath, and knelt directly on the ground on his knees, looking at Qin Chuan with a devout look, and the slow thirst in his eyes could drip water.

Qin Chuan was stunned, completely stunned, and his mind was still digesting what the old ghost had just said.

"Teacher, please forgive me if there is anything wrong with the disciple, but the disciple is a disciple who sincerely wants to be a teacher, please ask the teacher to fulfill it!"

The old ghost said with tears in his eyes, full of heartfelt words, revealing that people who don't know can really be moved to cry.

The corners of Qin Chuan's mouth twitched, could it be that every powerful person is a freak?

Recalling his previous views on the old ghost, Qin Chuan was relieved, moody, what to do is all up to his heart, such an old naughty boy can't do anything.

Qin Chuan was still thinking that if he refused, he didn't know if the old ghost would nail himself to the wall.

"Teacher, you must promise your disciple! The disciple is honest and repentant......

"Hey, okay, stop!"

The old ghost stopped wailing and looked at Qin Chuan expectantly.

"That's right, this potion...... I did it. ā€

"I knew it was made by the teacher, such a good potion, no one but the teacher could make it, hehe!"

Qin Chuan looked at this bad old man's age, and when he said such words, he only felt a tingling in his scalp.

"What's that...... Don't call me teacher, just ...... Call me boss. ā€

"Really! The teacher told me that I was named, and the teacher recognized me! Thank you, teacher, thank you, ......."

"Okay, okay, you stop me! Don't make a fuss. ā€

"Well, if the teacher says don't make trouble, he won't make trouble!

Qin Chuan is full of black lines, this is the old man who came to the Magic Continent and met the most individual, there are few people like him.

Seeing that Qin Chuan was unhappy, the old ghost immediately changed his words, "Okay, boss, I'll just shut up, hehe." ā€

Boss, the old ghost shouted like this, Qin Chuan didn't feel a good feeling in his heart, and he didn't know what would happen next, but everything felt logical, and there were countless fogs that he needed to unravel one by one.

When he came back to his senses, Qin Chuan saw such a thin face in front of him.

Judging by the old ghost's reaction, the potion seemed to be binding on him.

But Qin Chuan was still not at ease, and wanted to see if the old ghost still threatened his life, after all, the moody old naughty boy killed people without blinking, and no one knew if he would be killed in the next moment.

"Do you really want to learn how to make potions? I have a lot of recipes, it's up to you to learn it or not. ā€

Since the old ghost regards himself as a teacher, Qin Chuan also strives to make a teacher's shelf.

"Teacher...... Oh no, don't worry, boss, I really love potions, I hope the boss can teach me and solve my doubts!"

After the old ghost finished speaking, he immediately hunched his back and bowed to Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan's eyes rolled, and he seemed to be a little confused?

"Then, you can see it too, I am like this now, I can't move my fingers, how can I teach you. ā€

After a brief period of doubt, the old ghost suddenly realized, and immediately got up and brought a bottle of potion from the stone table, which was slimy......

"Hey, hey, you take it away for me, who wants to drink your stinky water, are you a potion? ā€

Qin Chuan subconsciously resisted, but he found that he seemed to have said something wrong, and then looked at the old ghost, his face was already blue.

Sure enough, if you say the wrong thing, you can't insult him with such a beloved potion!

Qin Chuan's face was bitter, and he wanted to say something to defend himself, but he couldn't say anything.

And the old ghost's face became more and more ugly.

"Boss...... I'm right! I'm stupid! I can't make potions, so I've disappointed the boss!"

The old ghost knelt on the ground again, burying his head, looking like a good disciple, which made Qin Chuan stunned.

It seems like...... Is this old man really tamed by himself?

Now it seems that the old ghost wants to learn potions from himself.

But...... Why doesn't he use the strong one, just force himself?

As soon as this thought came out, Qin Chuan instantly slapped himself in his heart, how could anyone think of himself like this.

But after thinking about it, this old ghost is not as stupid as he usually looks, he is actually very good, and the probability that he is still being treated as a plaything is already very high!

Now the point is to come up with your own potion technology and make it truly convinced! Otherwise, it will end up...... It is estimated that it will be miserable.