Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

"You know him?"

After entering the alchemy room with the medicinal materials, Leng Yueyan, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak out.

Lin Shuguang's attention was all on the medicinal materials, and he seemed a little careless about this question, "It's nothing, I've admitted the wrong person."

Leng Yueyan looked at him suspiciously.

She didn't think Lin Shuguang was telling the truth, but Lin Shuguang didn't want to continue talking.

Although Leng Yueyan didn't have much contact with Lin Shuguang, she still understood the man's temper. There was really no way for him to ask what he didn't want to say.

Leng Yueyan simply stopped asking, "The medicinal materials are here, this is the amount of one serving."

She has already stated the preciousness of [Jiuzhan Jindan], and being able to take out a portion also proves her sincerity.

Lin Shuguang understood these stakes, and after a little look at the materials in his hand, he pondered for a while.

After all, it was his first time to refine the [Nine-Rank Golden Pill], and he didn't know the refining amount of these medicinal materials, so he asked, "How many [Nine-Rank Golden Pill] can be refined in this portion?"

Leng Yueyan listened to his question and thought for a while, "Theoretically, five alchemy can be made, but according to the actions of the alchemy masters I have seen over the years, there are generally two, and only a few masters can get away with it. Three pieces are refined, and four pieces in one furnace are basically equal to myth."

While saying these words, Leng Yueyan was also staring at Lin Shuguang.

Generally, people who ask this kind of question must be quite confident. She didn't talk too much to ask Lin Shuguang how sure she was. She was a smart person. She watched Lin Shuguang start to roll up her cuffs, and then quietly stood to the side to watch.

Meanwhile, outside the door.

The little old man handed Wang Fugui a towel, "What happened just now?"

When Lin Shuguang was testing Wang Fugui, the little old man was busy with medicinal herbs outside, and when he came back, he found that the boy was sweating and shaking.

Wang Fugui wiped away the cold sweat, his lips were purple, and he even started to wiggle his whole body. He raised his head with a pale face, "Second, Second Master, I feel... I'm sick... I'm going to commit a crime."

"Why is the good guy suddenly getting sick?" The little old man's expression changed, he hurriedly took out the medicinal pills from the cabinet beside him, and quickly poured out a few pills that were all purple and only the size of a grain of rice.

Before handing it over, Wang Fugui grabbed his wrist, the blue veins on the back of the hand were squirming like earthworms, and the five fingers became pitch black like ghosts...

The little old man held his breath all of a sudden, still holding the medicine in his hand, stood motionless on the spot, slowly turned his head to look over.

Half of Wang Fugui's face seemed to be tattooed with runes, it became very strange, his face was twisted, as if trying to control himself, "Second Master, I... I'm fine, I don't need to take... medicine, I can hold it back. ."

"Miss and the others are inside, you can't expose your situation, or you will be burned to death by them as an alien." The little old man persuaded in a low voice, with a nervous expression on his face.

"I... I'm fine." Wang Fugui gasped, as if he had a demon in his body. He tried his best to suppress it, instead of letting the demon in his body run out, "Kill them!"

Suddenly, Wang Fugui was full of evil spirits, but the next moment that face returned to Wang Fugui's hideous and patient human appearance.

The little old man sighed, and before Wang Fugui had transformed, he squeezed the back of his neck and poured the mahjong pills down.

In ten seconds, the breath on Wang Fugui's body gradually stabilized, panting heavily.

The little old man sighed faintly, "It's not a solution for you to go on like this. What did that person say?"

Wang Fugui collapsed on the bed, rubbing his dazed head feebly, "That person... that person told me to wait.\

,""Wait, it's been a year, and I haven't released a single fart." The little old man said angrily, "What is that person's identity? Did I make it clear to you that it made you suffer such a big crime for nothing? ?"

Wang Fugui slowly got up, shook his head and said, "He said that he can help me take revenge. As long as I can take revenge, I can bear all of this."

The little old man frowned, "Becoming someone who is neither a ghost nor a ghost is what kind of revenge."

Wang Fugui was silent, not at all like the panic he pretended to be in front of Lin Shuguang before, and raised his head for a moment: "Who is the man that the eldest lady is carrying?"

The little old man looked at him suspiciously, "The face is very raw. I'm afraid this time the eldest lady asked for the materials to train him. What happened to him?"

Wang Fugui remained silent and recalled, "This man is not ordinary. The reason why I had an attack was that I couldn't live without him... At that time, something seemed to stimulate me. I will not forget that feeling, which is the same as the mysterious People bring me exactly the same."

The little old man scratched his beard hesitantly, "Could it be that the mysterious person you met back then was the one brought by the eldest lady today?"

"I'm not sure. That man knew my name back then, but today this man doesn't know my name..." Wang Fugui also frowned.

The little old man raised his brows, "Could it be that this person was worried about the eldest miss being here, so he ordered you on purpose?"

"Is this necessary?" Wang Fugui asked in confusion.

The little old man came over with a look on his face, "You are still young. When that person met you secretly, it shows that he is unwilling to reveal his true identity. Think about who the eldest lady is, she will easily contact ordinary people?"

Wang Fugui fell silent.

The little old man wanted to say something else when suddenly a terrifying force descended from the next room.

The traceless ripples are like a bomb exploded.

The entire void seems to be affected by some kind of rule.

The tables, chairs, and cabinets were all shaking. This scene didn't just happen in the little old man's small shop, but even a radius of two miles was devastated by this mysterious power.

"What's up?\

,""What's wrong?"

"Who inspired the power of rules?"

"Which strong man came or did some treasure come to the world?"

"Treasures come into the world? No way."

Many people walked out to the streets one after another to investigate the real source.

But unfortunately, the outbreak just now was only for a moment, so many people were confused.

Inside the small shop.

The little old man and Wang Fugui looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Wang Fugui said after a while.

The little old man was silent for a while, "You go with me."

"No, I'm afraid of death." Wang Fugui shook his head quickly.

That strange power is very terrifying, and just as soon as he touches it, he feels like he wants to annihilate his soul.

It was too late to hide, how could he still want to lean over to see it.

The little old man glared at the bastard angrily, walked out of the room cursingly, and walked carefully to the door of the alchemy room.

Looking at the door of the alchemy room that was deformed but not broken, the little old man's throat rolled, and then he raised his voice cautiously and shouted, "Miss, are you alright?"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a "bang", a hand directly pierced the door, tearing the secret door easily.

The little old man was so frightened that he took a step back on the spot.

If he hadn't finally seen that Lin Shuguang walked out with Leng Yueyan, I'm afraid he would have screamed in fright.

"I'm fine, I'll let someone help you clean here." Leng Yueyan gestured, took out a pearl from her pocket and handed it to the little old man, "This reward is for you."

The little old man hurriedly said, "I'll let the eldest lady spend the money."

Leng Yueyan looked at Lin Shuguang, "Let's go."

Lin Shuguang calmly looked at the room where Wang Fugui was.

In the previous investigation, he found that someone had planted a strange and evil power in Wang Fugui's body. Thinking that this young man had the same name as the "Nine Demons Scroll", it was inevitable that Lin Shuguang would guess that this was the work of the Ninth Prince Gu Changhe. .

Although this Wang Fugui has no cultivation base, he is only a mortal, but his physique is very special, and the evil power hidden in his body seems to be able to be improved.

"I don't know how much gold dew can be exchanged for sacrifice..."

"What are you talking about?" Leng Yueyan didn't hear clearly, and asked suspiciously.

"It's okay." Lin Shuguang left him and walked to the door where Wang Fugui was.

The little old man had chatted with Wang Fugui just now, so he secretly cared about Lin Shuguang's actions. Seeing him suddenly walk over, his face changed slightly, and he wanted to find a reason to stop him.

However, the vast aura on Lin Shuguang directly blocked him three meters away.

"Miss!" the little old man shouted anxiously.

Leng Yueyan couldn't understand what Lin Shuguang meant, but her relationship with Lin Shuguang was still in the "honeymoon period", not to mention that there was too much involvement between the two, she didn't want to stop her, but she still persuaded the little old man: "With me, Nothing will happen."

The little old man didn't know what to say.

He didn't dare to say what was weird about Wang Fugui, but now that Lin Shuguang was walking, he would inevitably be worried.

"Squeak"--

The door opens.

Wang Fugui took the initiative to open the door.

I don't know if it was because he heard the movement outside the door, or because he came out by accident.

Looking at Lin Shuguang with black eyes, he was no longer as cowardly as he had concealed before, but he couldn't help but be a little nervous, "Are you looking for me?"

Lin Shuguang looked at him and said lightly, "Would you like to come with me?"

Wang Fugui's eyes lit up, but he still tried his best to restrain himself, "Do you remember what you promised me before?"

In the end, he still mistook Lin Shuguang for the Ninth Prince Gu Changhe.

Lin Shuguang looked at him calmly, "This is not the place to talk about these things. Come with me first. You should know that I want to kill you easily."

"Rich?" the little old man worried.

Leng Yueyan sat on a chair on one side, looked at the two with her arms crossed, and felt that things became more interesting.

Before, she asked Lin Shuguang if she knew this Wang Fugui.

But Lin Shuguang said he didn't know him.

However, Wang Fugui's words now make it clear that he knows Lin Shuguang.

But what Leng Yueyan couldn't understand was that since they knew each other, why did this young man named Wang Fugui still look unfamiliar?

What was going on here that she didn't know about?

"interesting."

...

"I'll go with you."