……

After lunch.

Han You was invited to the Mingsi Medical Center.

Cang Yingxue had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when she saw him, her eyes suddenly lit up and she beckoned.

"Han Gongzi, come on, I have prepared everything you want."

Han You followed her into the medical hall, and there were not many patients she saw along the way, it was quite deserted, but there was a strong medicinal fragrance wafting from the hall, which made people feel refreshed and comfortable after smelling it.

"Are you decocting medicine?" He asked.

"No, it's the kind of elixir that was sold to Liu Xiaopang before it was ready to be boiled."

Cang Yingxue was a little embarrassed: "Because we rarely have such a large sales volume here, the inventory is not much, and the amount you asked for is relatively large, so this time I will temporarily rush to work." ”

Han You nodded to show his understanding, if the other party took out the kind of inventory that was quickly drained of the medicinal effect to fool him, it would be a little awkward in his heart.

When I walked into the backyard, I felt a breath of medicine coming to my face.

In the open-air courtyard were five or six one-man stoves stuffed with firewood, the fire had not yet been lit, but from the blackened edge, it could be seen that it should be a special furnace for alchemy.

There were also several men dressed in uniform and simple gray clothes who were busy preparing the preparation of medicinal herbs, accurate to each whisker, and counting carefully.

The scene in front of him was not what Han You had imagined before, similar to the unfathomable way of alchemy in the novel.

On the contrary, it looks very plain.

Han You stopped and watched with some curiosity, and Cang Yingxue noticed it and asked with a smile: "What, is Han Gongzi interested in boiling pills?" ”

"However, this line of work is very hard, it takes more than ten years, and it takes decades to be familiar with the properties and heat of the medicine, and accurately grasp the timing of each step, so that we can grasp the best effect of the medicine."

"It's just that there are fewer and fewer teachers who can have this kind of patience and ability......

"So much so that now the efficacy of the pill is getting worse and worse, and it is ...... day after day."

Han You looked at it for a while and found that the process was indeed very boring, so he didn't continue to look at it more, but just shook his head.

Cang Yingxue was not surprised, and took him to the warehouse to get boxes and pills.

The total number of boxes found this time was twenty-three.

Because the pills are limited, half of them are currently empty.

But it doesn't hurt, Han You's original intention was to buy and return the pearls.

After scanning it with the internal force network, he found that most of them were just ordinary boxes, and only two boxes with similar things were found before.

He was not polite, and directly mixed this box with several other ordinary boxes and selected and took it.

He is not in a hurry to take the rest, he can wait for the next time to get it.

The next time, he asked the other party about the Yuanguo script.

"It's quite rare that anyone is willing to learn this kind of writing now......

Cang Yingxue sighed with emotion, and was very willing to teach him.

As long as this kind of time can be passed down in this ancient language, it is already very satisfying.

She found a few rubbings of books from her ancestors that had been handed down from her ancestors, which was also a good way to learn about the customs of Yuanguo, which was more helpful for him to learn and understand words.

Different from the script commonly used today, the script of the Yuan Kingdom is more complex, more inclined to hieroglyphs, and difficult to remember.

Fortunately, Han You is now in the realm of a great grandmaster, and the flexibility of his brain is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his learning speed is extraordinary, and he will memorize a considerable part of the words and pronunciation in a short period of time.

Coupled with Cang Yingxue's combination of today's text translation, as well as the translation and teaching of those books in the Yuan language, he was able to easily understand some simple words in context after only one hour of study.

Even Cang Yingxue was very surprised, amazed by his learning speed, and even made suggestions a little impatiently.

"Master Han, I can introduce you to a good academy, with your intelligence, it will only take a few years to gain fame and really get ahead!"

Han You naturally declined.

"I'm not interested in that, I just want to study this literature."

She felt very sorry, but it was inconvenient to say more.

After the sky was completely dark, he said goodbye to Cang Yingxue and returned to the city lord's mansion alone.

When he returned to the room, he first opened the two wooden boxes.

"Click......"

After two crisp sounds, the two wooden boxes instantly turned into powder.

Two pieces of paper of different materials appeared in front of me.

The internal force network carefully controlled the two pieces of paper, which were extremely fragile due to their age, to fly in front of them and slowly unfold them, and then put them together with the earliest pieces of paper, carefully looking at the words on them.

There are quite a few words that he still doesn't recognize, but based on what he has learned, combined with the top and bottom, he can probably deduce some of the content.

The two handwriting I had just obtained were obviously very sloppy, and seemed to have been written in a hurry, urgency, and extreme fear, and from some of the above words, it can be inferred that they should be "suicide notes"-

"I don't want to die ......"

"They only bring death, and we have done it wrong a long time ago......"

"They have already discovered us, and we can only pray for the apparitions of the immortals......"

……

"The Immortals Have Abandoned Us......"

……

The last stroke dragged on so hard that it even cut through the paper, clearly in real despair.

It seems to be like a crazy whisper before death, hidden in this kind of wooden box, I don't know if I want to leave a sense of existence for myself, or I want to leave a warning to future generations?

It was hard for Han You to imagine the desperate mood at that time, but the sense of fear was understandable.

Because he has indeed been to such a city in the deep country, and has seen those "them", it is enough to empathize.

Incomprehensible evil.

and the mysterious "immortals".

This can be regarded as unlocking a little bit of the secret about the Yuan Kingdom and the simulated land.

"Sure enough, their disappearance and destruction have something to do with those evil spirits?"

"But what's the matter with that immortal?"

One mystery after another, and there is a sense of weirdness behind the whole thing.

After roughly reading the contents of the two pieces of paper, he shifted his gaze to the remaining parchment.

It is the earliest and the most hidden one.

What is recorded above is not a suicide note like the one that preceded it, but a bold and strange conjecture put forward by a scholar who specializes in the occult and has the courage to question.

Even Han You, who has received modern education, feels very taboo when he looks at some of the words on it.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why it is so carefully hidden.

"Myth...... Maybe it's not untouchable. ”

"Immortal...... Is it really a myth? ”