The wind howled, beating against the only window in the room, making a clattering sound.

Lu Anran tapped two fingers on the table, and when he hit the seventh, there were two coughing sounds on the ground.

"Dead girl, I don't know how to respect the old and love the young, and I don't help the old man, the poor old man almost ...... lying on the ground with old bones" The scolding voice suddenly stopped, and slapped her mouth, "Bah, bah!" ”

Lu Anran glanced at him calmly: "The skin is thick, and you can't freeze to death." ”

A figure swooped up from the ground, wide-eyed: "You, you, how do you speak?" ”

“…… To die is also to be poisoned. Lu Anran continued the second half of his own words.

The old man almost fell back in anger, pulled away the messy hair on his face, poured all the bowl of tea in his mouth into his mouth, and said coldly: "Dead girl! There is not half a bad word in the mouth. ”

After speaking, he proudly wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb and smiled, "Haha, I have something to ask the old man today, tell you, no way!" ”

Lu Anran was accustomed to the old man's temper, so he only said, "I saved you." ”

"I saved you?"

"I saved."

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched: "Hmph! It's as if it's not your poison. ”

That's right, the old man was poisoned, and when Lu Anran came over, he stepped on his face, foaming at the mouth and his body convulsed.

Lu Anran looked at the shoe footprints on the old man's face, and inexplicably flashed a trace of emptiness, "Conditions? ”

The old man snorted and chirped and glanced at Lu Anran with the whites of his eyes: "Did the female prisoner on the road see it?" ”

Lu Anran frowned slightly, and something flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, this time I don't want the snow wolf heart of Rongshan, and I don't want the yin wood root underground, I want you to overturn the case for that female prisoner."

"Overturned?"

"Not bad!" The old man stroked his gray beard, straightened his back, and the light from the outside shone on his face, but he had a bit of the temperament of a worldly master, "Ah! "Disappeared again in an instant.

has known the old man for more than two years, Lu Anran doesn't know the details of his identity, and he is not a mentor or friend, and the relationship established between them is only exchanged.

Lu Anran exchanged what he wanted from the old man, and the old man said one condition at a time, but the old man's requirements were strange, and the things he asked for were varied.

She picked the sour plums of Wang Yuanwai's house, and also dug the silt of the Saiyu River outside the city, or caught a mouse for Lu Anran to dissect it, stripped the meridians and organs, or threw a recipe for her to make the poison inside......

The poison in the old man this time is the result of Lu Anran's last time, naturally it was not that he took the initiative to drink the poison and test the medicine, but also ...... A sneeze thing.

"Dead girl, add pepper to the poison, I think you have a heart."

Lu Anran: "Hmm. ”

The old man couldn't believe it: "You, you, you, you ......" slammed the table!

Lu Anran looked at the startled old man with disgust: "Aren't you dead?" ”

Die? It's too late to die!

"Hello? What are you doing? The old man looked at Lu Anran, who walked to the door.

Lu Anran rolled his eyes: "To complete this task, I want your copy of the "Thousand Golden Pharmacopoeia". ”

The old man covered his heart and looked distressed: "The old man knows that you dead girl is just thinking about the old man's treasure at the bottom of the box." ”

"Qianjin Pharmacopoeia" - it is rumored that the medicine saint is the life's work of the medicine saint, covering tens of thousands of incurable diseases, and it is a priceless treasure in the eyes of doctors.

The medicine saint thinks that the value of human life is more valuable than a thousand gold, so it is called "Thousand Gold Pharmacopoeia".

It's just that everyone in the world knows that the "Qianjin Pharmacopoeia" has been lost since the previous dynasty, and it has been counted for hundreds of years, and Lu Anran doesn't understand how it came into the hands of the old man.

However, it was soon hers, so why bother asking where it came from.

Lu Anran stepped out of the threshold, and the old man listened to a cold sentence behind him: "Heh, this answer should be so pleasant?" ”

Lu Anran stood on the street, the gale hulala rolled her red cloak, like the only color blooming in heaven and earth, her face was hidden behind the hat, only a clear and indifferent voice, penetrating the surrounding haze, reaching the old man's ears.

"I'm afraid you can't afford to lose, and you regret it."

The old man watched the woman's back gradually fade away, and suddenly laughed: "Dead girl." Then he narrowed his eyes and his smile faded: "It's time for the people from the royal capital to come." ”