Early the next morning, Li Qingzai said hello to Wang Chongming, who woke up with a strict biological clock, and after completing the handover, he left the room of the Bingzi.

Li Qing was in charge of the night, he didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel the slightest sleepiness, he didn't choose to escape into the shadows like in reality, he was worried that he would meet other lost people in the trial realm.

If it is not necessary, do not easily use extraordinary abilities in the trial realm, this is a lesson that Li Qing summed up after yesterday's incident.

At this time tomorrow, the team of the Ancient 427 Institute was about to march towards the Floating Dragon, and he had to find a way to wake up Zhao Zihan before that.

The sword of the swordsman, or Xiao Cheng's sword, is not so easy to take, although Zhao Zihan has obtained the Xinghai essentia, but it is only to stabilize the injury and not worsen, if you want to get better, according to Li Qing, there is no ten days and half a month that can never be calculated, and now they obviously do not have ten days and half a month to spend.

All along, Li Qing has clearly known that this is not the present world, but the trial realm, he doesn't know and doesn't want to know what kind of danger he will face after deviating from the main line, what he can do and want to do is just to put the three of them back on track.

Xiao Cheng and Gu Yanwu, in reality, must be the best in the same rank. Xiao Cheng's sword left a very deep impact on Li Qing, in a one-on-one situation, Li Qing felt that his winning rate was definitely not more than thirty percent, and Gu Yanwu, although he didn't see this stargazer make a move, but as Xiao Cheng's girlfriend and companion who was born and died, his strength must not be much worse.

Yesterday was able to win, or take advantage of the time of the people and the sky, Xiao and Gu are lost after all, as long as they grasp their psychological weaknesses, it will not be difficult to break them again.

In Li Qing's pocket, wearing Wang Chongming's prescriptions, he didn't have to think about it, he also knew that these prescriptions must belong to the secrets that could not be passed on in the Yugoslav Army, but no matter how confidential they were, the targets could not be separated from the category of ordinary people, and Zhao Zihan's injuries were already outside this category.

But Li Qing still accepted it, after all, this is also Wang Chongming's intention, the current three-person team is undoubtedly more like a team than when the three of them had their first meeting in the Bingzi room.

"If only there was a four-elephant envoy who is proficient in wood attributes, or a bachelor of medical technology."

Coming out of the Fushun Hotel, the floating dragon at this time seemed to have not woken up from the night's sleep, and Li Qing couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart about this lazy and leisurely scene.

Two hundred years later, the pace of life in the Yugoslav Federation has been much faster, and in the quiet and leisurely morning like in front of him, Li Qing has not seen it for a long time, living in the old alleys, when he opened his eyes, he saw firewood, rice, oil and salt, and it was only firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Maybe it's because of the class he is in, he has never really seen the top scenery, so he can only comfort himself like this.

The situation on the side of the Northern Federation is mostly the same, not to mention that their speed of change and development is much faster than that of the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia, and the faster-paced life has almost become a necessity, which is of course a good thing for the elite, but for the vast majority of ordinary people, they can only passively get involved in it, and as the tide of the times rolls forward, they can only move forward without asking or asking why.

As a stranger, Li Qing undoubtedly touched his nose in front of this lazy and leisurely Fulong Town, and at this glance, the 9-to-5 public officials have become the busiest group of people in this town.

When Li Qing walked into a teahouse and sat down, it was already almost noon, this teahouse was located opposite Jingyuan Jewelry Store, and in order not to attract attention, Li Qing naturally couldn't be its first guest, and waited until the teahouse gathered

A place like a teahouse will not be seen in the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia two hundred years later, firstly, because tea has become a luxury that ordinary people cannot afford to drink after two hundred years, and secondly, compared with one bitter, two astringent and three sweet, tea leaves that need to be tasted slowly can be tasted, and more straightforward alcohol is undoubtedly the best choice for people after two hundred years.

Li Qing asked for a pot of floating dragon green, and sitting by the window, he only needed to turn his head to get a full view of the situation at the Jingyuan jewelry store opposite.

The door of Jingyuan Jewelry Store was closed, and a big word "check" was posted on the left half of the door, and before the murder was investigated, the jewelry store was obviously no longer open, and the sugar painting stall that was originally placed at the door of the jewelry store had to be moved to the side, and a stall owner selling bamboo handicrafts shared a position, because the industry is different, the two are also safe.

Li Qing found that compared to yesterday, there was an extra dragon with teeth and claws on the straw stick erected by the sugar painting stall, presumably the one that the stall owner painted yesterday, but he didn't pick it up.

During the Shang Dynasty, the Public Security Bureau and the Public Security Office were called the Office of the Procuratorate and the Office of the Inspectorate, and the title of the officials generally did not take their positions, but they were uniformly called "adults", and their clothes had a strong yamen color, which was serious, solemn, and mighty.

The head is the director of the Fulong Town According to the administrative level of the Fulong, the according to the administrative level of the Fulong, the according to the inspection office is the highest group to manage the criminal name here, on this line, above the head of the director, there is only the Fulong Order assigned by the Shang Dynasty to manage the big and small things here.

Next to the director, is a slightly chubby middle-aged man who combs his hair very carefully, he is the store manager sent here by Jingyuan Jewelry Store, of course, the title of the store manager is not very foreign, his subordinates generally like to call him President Lin, and his full name is Lin Zhenyu.

And Li Qing's gaze fell on this Lin Zhenyu.

Although this is a trial realm, but these aborigines have the most real emotional reaction, this Governor Lin laughed next to the director, when this kind of thing happens, anyone will feel that they have poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, judging from Governor Lin's performance, the truth seems to be the same.

But Li Qing doesn't see it that way.

Essentia, the Lost.

With just one glance, Li Qing determined the identity of this Lin Zhenyu, that kind of aura is almost the same as Xiao Cheng yesterday, but compared to Xiao Cheng's sharpness, the essentia fluctuations on this Lin Zhenyu's body are more restrained.

The sequence is different, the personality is different, after the essentia and spirit are fused, the state they show and the feelings they give people are naturally different, and for the lost, the essentia is their common characteristic, Li Qing doesn't know what these lost people look like in the eyes of the aborigines of the trial realm, but in the eyes of him, an alien transcendent, these lost people are like a lit gas lamp, and they can't notice it without noticing.

After sending off the director, Lin Zhenyu sighed, locked the door of Jingyuan Jewelry Store, and turned to leave.

Li Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, left the money on the tea table, got up and followed.

Turning around, Li Qing, who was following all the way, had already left Fulu Street, and he avoided the shadows halfway, after all, he was following a transcendent person, and Li Qing did not dare to take it lightly.

Lin Zhenyu limped into a simple alley, and Li Qing followed without hesitation.

The alley was flanked by mottled white-painted walls, and two gutters were carved out at the base of the walls, which, though not smelly, were also covered with moss, and weeds stubbornly popped up from the cracks in the paving slabs, as if trying to bring a little vitality to the poor alley.

Does the owner of Jingyuan Jewelry live in this kind of place? Li Qing's brows furrowed slightly, if he didn't go home, where would Lin Zhenyu go?

Soon, his doubts were answered, and a plaque with "Jishitang" written on it appeared in front of Li Qing's eyes, the upper right corner of the plaque had fallen off, and the plaque was hanging in mid-air, and no one cared about it.

The door of Jishitang was open, and a trace of medicinal fragrance wafted out of the door, and it was not difficult to know that this was a pharmacy, or as it was called during the Shang Dynasty, a medical hall.

Li Qing watched Lin Zhenyu enter, he hesitated for a moment, but instead of chasing in, he silently retreated to the entrance of the alley, and waited until Lin Zhenyu came out of the alley and walked away, he came out of the shadows and showed his figure.

He saw it clearly, and when he left, the essentia aura on Lin Zhenyu's body became lighter and more restrained.

Li Qing took out the prescription in his pocket, turned around and entered the alley, and came to the gate of Jishitang, he first looked up and looked carefully at the half-hanging plaque, his mind moved slightly, and deliberately released his own essentia breath, disguised the appearance of a lost person, and then retracted his gaze and raised his feet to cross the threshold of Jishitang.

This is located in the alley of its humble appearance, but the furnishings inside are not bad, through the small courtyard, and then through a threshold, is the main hall of the medical hall.

Like other medical halls, the Baizi cabinet was full of labels with the names of medicines, and a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper was planning to make a plate, Li Qing looked back at the deserted courtyard, and he didn't know what the accounts were, and he needed this person to crack the abacus.

"Shopkeeper." Li Qing opened his mouth, but his voice was very different, dry and old, like a desert with a perennial lack of water.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man who was concentrating on the plate raised his head, it was a featureless face, so characteristic that he definitely didn't have to worry about being recognized in the crowd, this face was cold, and he didn't see the smile that customers should have:

"Today's inhibitants have been sold out, let's try our luck tomorrow."

Li Qing's heart trembled, but on the surface, he was silent, and said with implied anger: "Sold out again? You can open the price, I have the money! ”

"The excavation day is approaching, everyone is stocking, and it is normal for the supply of suppressive drugs to exceed demand."

"It's not about the money."

The middle-aged man's voice without any mood fluctuations echoed in the room, and the sound was calm, but it shook Li Qing's brain, buzzing.