"The last trial is not to poison when no one can find out, you all have to take precautions, and it is a little difficult to poison it, so I thought of this way." Jin Ruiyang spread his hands. I really didn't expect his brain to turn so much.

Yin Minghe struggled to get up from Chen Chen's arms, his voice was still a little weak: "Okay, you have passed the trial, and I welcome you on behalf of the Poison Master Association." But where could Chen Chen let him stand by himself, he held Yin Minghe's arm and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, the poisons used here are all very weak and will be automatically unsolved after a while, and I'll be fine in a while."

Yin Minghe told Chen Chen about the current situation, so that he could relax a little. As a result, when the two of them looked up, they saw Jin Ruiyang still standing there looking at them.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"Oh, I just wanted to tell you that instead of working so hard, it would be better for me to be the president." Jin Ruiyang grinned again, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"Well, this proposal of yours...... I'll think about it. Faced with his somewhat rude request, Yin Minghe nodded and agreed.

Having said that, it would be a little rude to stay any longer, Jin Ruiyang arched his hand and left here.

"Otherwise, I'll take you back to rest." Seeing that Yin Minghe's face was still a little pale, that kind of medicinal effect, it stands to reason that it should be fine now.

"No need, you go back first, and I'll go around here."

"Are you really okay?" Chen Chen was a little unconvinced.

"Oh, it's okay, you can go back first." Yin Minghe shook off Chenchen's hand, took a few steps forward, and jumped a few more times after stopping, as if to say, "Look, my body is fine."

Looking at his funny appearance, Chen Chen couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I'll go back first." If you have any questions, you must tell me. ”

Yin Minghe also smiled and narrowed his eyes into two gaps: "It must be." ”

Could it be that he thinks too much about himself again, and always feels that he is hiding something from himself. Chen Chen couldn't help but glance back at him again, Yin Minghe's figure was still standing like a pine, and it didn't look different from before. "Slow down and don't send it." He said.

"Haha, I wish you all the best." Chen Chen withdrew his gaze, forcibly pressed the question in his heart, and left here quickly. "He must have been born weak." Chen Chen thought so.

In any case, the Poisoner Association has been opened, and under Yin Minghe's operation, both the number of people and funds have begun to grow positively. And some simple activities, the communication between each other has gradually increased. Chen Chen can finally use the power of the association to help diagnose the poison in the master and collect medicinal materials.

Some simple medicinal materials can be obtained through gifts and exchanges between each other, the problem is that there are many natural treasures that have not been born for decades, and there are some toxins whose names have only been heard of in the strange poison, and the thought of these chenchen can't help but feel a big head.

"It's okay, now that the Poison Master Association is just up and running, everything will be there after a while." Yin Minghe comforted him like this.

Having said that, time waits for no one, the situation on his master's side has begun to deteriorate, and every day that passes, his life is at risk.

On this day, when Chen Chen was still thinking about how to solve this matter, Yin Minghe suddenly came over, and the first thing he said was to ask: "Have you heard of the pharmacist?" ”

Poor Chen Chen hadn't turned his mind around, he just turned his neck that looked like he was short of oil, and asked mechanically, "What medicine, who is it?" ”

"Oops." Yin Minghe sighed and sat next to Chen Chen, "Your master, one of the poisonous 'wild goose groups'. ”

"The geese are not flocked? How can this name ...... "Come on, Chenchen is about to react."

"Yes, people like to use names to negate the characteristics of other species...... Oh no, you're going to find the recipe for this toxin, we've found its whereabouts. ”

"What?!" Chen Chen jumped up from his seat all of a sudden. Finding a recipe for a toxin means knowing its constituent elements, and being able to find other items to restrain it at the root. Therefore, finding its formula is equivalent to finding its solution. "Where?"

Yin Minghe seemed to be infected by Chenchen's excitement, and he also got up from the seat he had just sat down and said, "It's at the medicine house." ”

Oh, it turns out that this recipe was collected by someone else.

Things are indeed similar to what Chen Chen thought, but it should be more difficult than imagined to get this recipe, which can be seen from Yin Minghe's deflated appearance all of a sudden. "Do you know, the pharmacist has practiced medicine for generations, and its reputation in the market has always been very good, and in this generation, it has accumulated no less wealth than my Yin family."

"Moreover, this wild goose is not a group, and their family has always regarded it as the treasure of the town, and they are usually reluctant to even take it out, let alone lend it to outsiders." As he spoke, Yin Minghe became more and more deflated, and he was about to fold to the ground.

"It's okay, now that I've found its traces, I'm going to get my hands on it anyway."

The next day, after Chen Chen and Yin Minghe were fully prepared (in fact, there was nothing to prepare), they came to the door of the medicine mansion with a full body of bare guts.

"Good luck to me." Chen Chen said, and was about to go inside. As a result, he was pulled by Yin Minghe.

"What's wrong?" Chenchen asked.

"You...... You and your master are both soul singers, right? I thought that Yin Minghe was going to hand him something at the end, but I didn't expect him to say this suddenly for no reason.

"Sort of, what's wrong?" Chen Chen was very puzzled.

"When you go in, don't say you're a spirit chanter." Yin Minghe pulled him aside and whispered, "Spirit Chanters are a group of people who manipulate psionic energy, and their ultimate goal is to become gods. But how easy is the road to becoming a god? In the eyes of some people, they are just a bunch of gangsters who don't want to face life and avoid themselves. They believe that the spiritualist is a person who hides in the shadow of the path to godhood all day long, dreaming unrealistic spring and autumn dreams, and the longer the family, the more serious this phenomenon is. Just in case, you might as well not say you're a chanter. ”

I see, their thoughts are indeed reasonable, obviously they have a more stable life, and they don't have to wander all day long, fight and kill, but the spirit singers still choose this road of no return, choose this bloody, cruel and lonely road. Maybe they're just good at self-hypnosis, or maybe they're really desperate for life. "Well, thank you Brother Yin, I will definitely pay attention." But no matter what, this road, he must go on.