With the support of the big boss, Lan Qiuchen completely lay down and returned to Lanxi Village to fish.

She was staying at her uncle's house, where there were ready-made beds, cabinets, kitchens, etc. The village is empty, but the villagers have to come back to worship their ancestors during the New Year's holidays, and they have to cook and stay overnight, so every household has something to keep their belongings.

Of course, there is also a reason to go to the old and welcome the new, and the old guy is not suitable to move to a new home.

Therefore, Lan Qiuchen is moving in with his bags.

Now that she has moved to the Sang House, she is also lightly equipped and carries a duffel bag to get it, and Sang Yue asked her to choose a guest room on the second floor to live in. In the future, even if the Sang family comes for vacation, they don't have to move out, there are many rooms in the house, and they can stay as long as they want.

Just as Lan Qiuchen was cleaning her room, she found someone to order a gas tank and a stove to deliver.

A total of six cans of gas, three separate stoves.

Lanxi Village is too far away from the town, and the number is too small for people to send it. Six cans is also less, but fortunately, Lan Qiuchen knows the proprietress of that shop. I don't dare to book too much, I am afraid that there is no place to put the mulberry house, and I am even more afraid that there will be an accident in the wrong location.

originally thought that Sang Yue bought so many cans of gas to save for slow use, or to buy them to cook for her, a newly appointed temporary assistant.

She turned out to be wrong.

Since she moved to Sang Mansion, Sang Yue has set a rule: don't ask, don't watch, don't pay attention, and do her part. Then her whereabouts became a mystery.

Lan Qiuchen: "......"

Anyway, everyone has their own privacy. Idols may find a place to quietly write songs and prepare for their comeback, which is really not to be disturbed. Anyway, I have the money, what does the other party like, I usually feed the chickens and dogs.

Also pay attention to flying in the sky, if it is a drone, take pictures and call the police. It would be better if it could be beaten, so that the other party would lose the equipment and lose money.

Hey, stealing half a day of leisure, the day of receiving money and lying flat is really the best day!

……

In the manor, at the top of the west building of the castle, there is an open pavilion, which was originally the place where Jennifer used herbs to make potions.

Because it is in the magic space, no one disturbs it, and it can be ventilated on three sides when refining medicine, and it can be sealed after refining. The dome is fixed, with stone walls on the doors, and colored block glass windows with magic seals in the other three directions.

Once closed, no one but the owner of the manor could open it.

This seal is not difficult, there is a spell left, and the owner of the future generation only needs to pronounce the accent.

Therefore, this attic of about 50 square meters is both a secret room and an open plan.

On both sides of the doorway are stone walls, and on the side of the wall are large wooden medicine shelves, each with a total of thirteen rows, spaced out into a lattice. Between the lattices are some bottles and jars with a little bit of sparkling light, they are different colors and luster, and they are crystal clear.

That should be spiritual power, right? The previous masters had called those glows magical energy.

The witch Jennifer has long run out of potions, and these are the proud works of the dark witch Maggie. Before the veritable potion is used up, the person is gone. It has not been used up yet, because the owners of the past generations did not dare to use it.

Who would dare to try the potion left by the black witch?

The seniors didn't dare to use it, and as the current Sang Yue, he didn't dare to use it indiscriminately by claiming to be the daughter of the Mandate of Heaven. But it can't be an eyesore all the time, so the scattered potions are concentrated in a corner cubicle.

There were not many potions, and their effects and methods of use were described by a text she had never seen before.

Now that she has memories of Mora's awakening, she translates the name, purpose, and side effects of each bottle on a sticky note, and then sticks it on the bottle for easy identification.

These are dangerous goods, she knows that she can't use them when she's sober, what if she doesn't wake up one day?

Prevention is better than temporary cramming.

Eventually, she pulled the wooden door between the lattices to completely cover the potions, so as not to look dazzling. In the past, she thought of herself as a traveler, and when she woke up, she would discuss how to untie it, and then gather and disperse.

Now that I know that I have to die to untie it, and I have tasted the joy of casting spells, I might as well change my lifestyle.

In addition, the whole attic is circular, and the three stained glass walls are not floor-to-ceiling, and the lower part of it is also a stone wall. There were also a number of wooden shelves on the wall, no higher than her waist, which should be used for temporary objects.

In the center of the attic are three cauldrons of the same model, one is a cast iron pot and the other two are stone pots.

Although it had not been used for a long time, Sang Yue leaned over and sniffed carefully, and could vaguely smell the iron pot faintly emitting a foul smell. The stone pot in the middle smelled of herbs, and the last one faintly emitted a meaty aroma.

There seems to be a complex flavor of spices, which has been used by successive generations of owners to cook three meals a day.

Thinking of this, Sang Yue couldn't help but straighten her waist and looked at the stone pot with a sympathetic look.

Even if Jennifer is as old, her predecessors in modern times actually used this stone pot to cook. Some predecessors want to experience the life of the original residents, and some predecessors only need to have a stutter and are not picky eaters.

This made Sang Yue, who loves food from all over the world, shudder when she thought of a bowl of meat in front of her.

If she became its owner, she would have to change her lifestyle, and she would rather ignore it and let its magic run out. Fortunately, with her weak bond with this space, she knew that she liked to use this stone pot for cooking, and she was not reluctant.

But it is necessary to use the refining of medicinal agents.

Because, as the master, she must take potions to refine her physique in order to withstand more powerful magic. The number of times she takes various physique-improving potions increases, and the amount of magical energy she can withstand will also increase.

The higher the magic power, the more effective the potions she refined.

As the master of the space, the more energy she has, the more powerful the magic in the space, that is, the aura she thinks, will be. In this way, the green space and mountains and rivers outside the castle will also be more and more full of spiritual power, and the shade will be like a forest.

In other words, the existence of this magical space and the extent to which the level of protection can rise depends on whether the owner is powerful.

This method of increasing the magic energy is equivalent to taking the pill to quench the body first, expand the spiritual root veins in the body, and then continue to take the pill to improve the cultivation.

Unreliable! It's so unreliable.

The cultivation that was piled up with pills was similar to a flower shelf, just like when Mora used a blinding method and a shape-shifting technique on those reporters, and then it was gone.

The inflated cultivation is naturally vulnerable.

But what could she do?

Mora is a magic weapon refined by Western magic, and there is a reason why successive masters are not as good as the next. The most powerful wizards on their side mainly rely on innate bloodlines, and once the bloodline is not pure enough, its power will be greatly reduced.

What's worse is that they don't have any inheritance of cultivation techniques.

Even if there were, it was some unknown spell and a bloody sacrifice of the evil way. In Western terms, as long as you are willing to sell your soul to the devil, you can have endless power to do whatever you want in the world.

For example, there are many spells of the dark witch Maggie, and almost all the spells left by Jennifer have been erased by her.

Therefore, Sang Yue had no other cultivation method except refining medicine to enhance his magic power.

However, the cauldron was so stinky that she had to boil them for a while before starting to refine them, otherwise it would be difficult to swallow.