Youfang Lao sent someone to come forward, and the matter of the pharmacy was resolved the next day.

Gu Qing still gave the person sent by the Fang family to come forward with certain benefits, he knew that even if he didn't give it, the other party would do his best to help him do his best to handle this matter, but giving it was never a bad thing.

Next, Gu Qing began to tidy up the pharmacy.

The signboard is still called "Heian Hall".

The types of medicinal materials in Ping'an Hall are very complete, and Gu Qing's prescription has all the medicinal materials needed, and there is also a medical book left in it.

Gu Qing had also bought a lot of medical books before, which he used to understand the names of medicinal materials in this world and understand the general level of medicine.

But this medicine book was much more rigorous than the medicine book he bought before, and he had never heard the author's name, but the level was higher than the medical book of the Tai Hospital he bought.

"Wang Feng. ”

Gu Qing chanted the name of this author, and felt very strange, why didn't such a high-level doctor leave such a good work.

With his profound medical background, Gu Qing quickly digested this medical book.

After all, no matter how powerful the author of this medical book is, it can't surpass the times after all, and Gu Qing's theoretical level is much higher than that of this similar ancient world.

Absorb this knowledge very quickly.

What's more, there are many concepts, in fact, he has understood.

It was not too late, Gu Qing began to analyze the potion on the letter, most of the tools in the pharmacy were complete, and Gu Qing had made the missing things himself, he put the materials he needed according to the proportion, and operated them skillfully.

After an hour, most of the ingredients of the potion were analyzed, but the remaining ingredients took a certain amount of time to analyze.

This process can only wait.

However, Gu Qing was not very sure, after all, the instrument in his hand was relatively simple, and it could not be compared with the high-precision instruments he had used in the past.

Fortunately, his sense of smell and eyesight are far better than before. As his practice deepened, he was likely to be able to do what he had previously required ultra-high-precision instruments to do with his physical body.

He now deeply felt that the human body was like a treasure that contained a universe, with endless potential to be tapped, provided that he could find the key to unlock the treasure.

The practice of cultivation is this key, but there must be more than this key.

In the process of waiting, Gu Qing was not idle, the Mixed Yuan Tongzi Gong had made some progress in the past few days, Gu Qing understood that according to his current progress, the time to break through the first layer of the Mixed Yuan Tongzi Gong would be much earlier than he expected.

The premise is that this progress is maintained.

Gu Qing tried the breathing rhythm from the Buddha statue again, and his body fell into pain.

This kind of pain Gu Qing didn't think it was bitter, but it was a kind of fun.

Because the sweat of hard work will turn into visible progress.

But now that he had learned his lesson, he didn't wear his shirt, and after relieving himself from that pain, although he was drenched in sweat, he didn't get soaked like he had done the previous times.

A bucket of water was drawn from the well in the pharmacy and a simple rinse was performed on the body. Then, as usual, when he felt his whole body soothed, Gu Qing began to practice.

After a week, Gu Qing let out a long breath.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his keen spirit made him realize that this time the effect had decreased slightly.

It seemed that his body had begun to adjust to the intensity of the pain before.

But he could go further and try more breathing rhythms.

After practicing, his ears and eyes were clearer than usual, and Gu Qing heard dull footsteps approaching the medicine shop. He's closed the door.

A short time later, there was a knock on the door.

One two three!

Gu Qing didn't open the door.

After a while, there was another knock on the door.

One two three!

Gu Qing hesitated.

He heard footsteps, he heard a knock on the door, but he didn't hear the breathing of anyone outside. Did "he" deliberately hold his breath, or was there something else?

After another pause, the knock on the door became rapid.

Dangdang!

It seems that if Gu Qing doesn't open the door again, the other party will slam the door open.

Gu Qing walked to the door, and the knock suddenly disappeared.

He saw nothing through the crack in the door.

Gu Qing clenched the red fish, concentrated, opened the crack in the door little by little, and observed the surroundings. There is nothing around.

The shop next door is still open.

Gu Qing walked to the store next to him and asked if he heard a knock on the door.

As a result, the shopkeeper said that he had not heard anything.

Gu Qing asked several stores in a row, and the answer was the same.

Could it be that he was hallucinating?

Gu Qing shook his head, he was very confident in his body, it would never be an illusion.

But this thing is very strange.

Gu Qing saw that there were no new footprints outside his door, but the footsteps fell on his ears so clearly.

By the way, he didn't hear footsteps when he opened the door.

Did the man not leave, or did he not leave on foot at all?

Gu Qing returned to the pharmacy and checked inside and out, but found nothing.

Footsteps and knocks on the door did not recur.

When the time came, Gu Qing analyzed the potion thoroughly. It turned out that the potion on the letter was actually made of common materials, and it should be because of the special proportions and subtle reactions that made that kind of potion.

But what is the mystery of the clear light decomposed by the red fish?

Gu Qing tried, the sunlight decomposed by the red fish would not reveal the words on the letter, and it had to be moonlight.

Could it be that the moon of this world has a mysterious and special place?

Gu Qing thought about the moon, and couldn't help but think of another thing, in the memory of the monk Gangxiang, the seventh layer realm of Mixed Yuan Tongzigong had a name, called "Hug the Moon".

The first six floors have no names, except for the seventh.

Previously, he thought that it was because the seventh layer was the highest level of the Mixed Yuan Tongzi Gong, so it was a special name to show that it was special.

Now he doesn't see it that way.

Sometimes, the so-called flash of inspiration is not unfounded, but suddenly finds a connection in the chaos of information.

Dispose of the things in the pharmacy that are not suitable for outsiders to know, Gu Qing closed the door and prepared to go out of the city and return to No. 76 in the southern suburbs, which is the courtyard where he lives now.

When he was about to leave the city gate, Gu Qing saw an acquaintance from another street corner - Xu slowly.

It's almost dusk now.

"Gu Gongzi. Xu slowly saw Gu Qing take the initiative to say hello.

Gu Qing said: "Hello Miss Xu. ”

Her face was unusually pale today.

Xu said slowly: "I'll hand over your clothes to you tomorrow." ”

She approached Gu Qing, she seemed to be a little embarrassed because her clothes were not ready, and her pale face was dyed with a layer of red, which was very good-looking.

Gu Qing said: "I'm not in a hurry, isn't Miss Fang with you?"

Xu said slowly: "Today is July 15, my cousin wants to worship his ancestors with Grandpa Fang, but I am not from the Fang family, so I didn't go." ”

Gu Qing said: "It turned out to be fifteen, no wonder the moon is so round." ”

There is already a full moon in the sky, and the sunset will soon disappear completely.

The breeze came slowly, blowing the slow hair, like a willow.

Xu said slowly: "Doesn't Gongzi Gu worship his ancestors?"

Gu Qing shook his head and said, "My ancestors are not here. ”

Xu slowly apologized and said, "It's me who is not good, I made you sad." ”

Gu Qing said: "No." Let's go. ”