I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Half an hour later.

Chen Luo looked at the mangy dog ​​kicking on the ground and felt something was wrong.

"Is it the wrong dose?"

Chen Luo was a little confused. He only gave the mangy dog ​​a small sip, and then the guy became like this. I kept lying on the ground kicking my legs, not knowing if I was going to die. If this is not clear, it will be really unclear when the third uncle comes back later.

"Dahua, wake up, we've added chicken drumsticks!"

Chen Luo tried to shout twice, but unfortunately Dahua seemed to be disconnected, just lying on the ground stiffly shaking his legs.

Chen Luo, who lost his patience, picked up the scruffy dog ​​by the back of its neck, slapped it from left to right and slapped it twice.

These two slaps were definitely very forceful. Normally the mangy dog ​​would have snarled with its tail between its legs, but today there was no reaction at all and it was still shaking its legs.

"Find two more chickens and try."

Chen Luo felt unwilling.

I finally saw the hope of turning around, but I can't give up just because of this small setback.

It would definitely not work to pour it directly into his stomach. He was afraid of death.

Turning around and going to the backyard, Chen Luo found two chickens in the kitchen. These two chickens were bought by his third uncle when he came back before. They were originally planned to be used for extra meals in the evening, but he couldn't care about them now.

He picked up two chickens and poured the concoction from the clay pot into the big cock's mouth.

Cack!

After taking the concoction, the two chickens became active and flapped their wings like crazy. Chen Luo used a lot of strength to hold down the two beasts, but even if he pinned them to the ground, the two chickens still didn't stop and flapped their wings desperately, as if they had lost their sense of pain.

"What's going on?!"

Chen Luo was also a little unsure.

Looking at the twitching mangy dog ​​over there and the two chickens pressed in his hand, he couldn't figure out the properties of the medicine for a while.

A quarter of an hour passed.

The mangy dog ​​that was shaking its legs regained its strength and suddenly rolled up from the ground. The dog looked around blankly and completely forgot what happened just now. The two chickens held down by Chen Luo also became much less energetic, and their wings began to flapping.

Chen Luo, who had been struggling for a long time, let go of his hands and sat down on the ground.

The medicinal smell in the pottery pot next to it has almost dissipated, and now it has begun to solidify, turning into a plaster-like black paste.

"Gotta try!"

Chen Luoyi gritted his teeth and prepared to continue testing the medicine.

There must be enough samples to test the actual use of this medicine. The recipe left in the mind of that charlatan must be useful, otherwise he wouldn't still remember it in his mind even after he died.

Holding the solidified ointment, Chen Luo locked the door and went to the mountain behind.

After going up the mountain, Chen Luo quickly caught a hare.

When he was poor, his father Chen raised him by hunting. Hunting game is not difficult for a poor family like him. Chen Luo has lived in this world for more than ten years, and he can basically master the skills that his father knows.

Holding the hare's ears, Chen Luo grabbed a small piece of ointment and forced it in.

One minute.

two minutes

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the hare kicked in Chen Luo's hand suddenly started struggling, its legs scurrying around. A strange power escaped from the rabbit's body. There are some fibrous veins in the red rabbit eyes, which looks particularly ferocious. There are also several muscle bulges on the surface of the rabbit's skin, and tree root-like blood vessels protrude outside, making it look particularly scary.

Bang!

Chen Luo, who was kicked by the rabbit's leg, felt a tightness in his chest and almost couldn't breathe.

The struggle of the hare in his hand became more and more fierce, and finally it broke free from Chen Luo's restraints. The crazy hare looked like it was suffering from mad cow disease and bumped into the tree stump in front of it.

There was a 'bang' sound.

Brain rupture.

The hare smashed its head into pieces on the spot, and the force was so strong that it even made a dent in the dead tree in front of it.

‘So much energy? ’

Chen Luo was also startled. He quickly walked forward and observed the hole made by the hare.

A hole seven or eight centimeters deep was actually knocked out of the bark of the old tree. Rabbit blood and brains were mixed inside, which was particularly oozing.

"The medicine works!"

Chen Luo became excited.

All that's left is to find how to use it.

Afterwards, Chen Luo caught several small animals on the mountain, including snakes, hedgehogs, and foxes. He didn't stop trying until he finished all the ointment in his hand.

Through the 'sacrifice' of so many animals, Chen Luo roughly came to a conclusion.

Ointments are helpful.

There is no doubt about this. Different animals have different effects after eating them.

The wildlife on the mountain clearly works better.

After a hard day's work, Chen Luo felt a little tired when he returned home.

After finishing his drink, the third uncle went home drunk.

They, the corpse collectors, are usually very busy when they have something to do, but most of the other time they are relatively free. The third uncle is an old bachelor. After receiving the money, he naturally went to drink wine. He has been busy in the city all his life, but has not saved any savings. From this, we can see how carefree the third uncle's ordinary life is.

"Who the hell is cooking cow dung in my house?!"

As soon as he opened the door, the third uncle was overwhelmed by the smell in the room.

I felt like vomiting at the door, and it took me a long time to recover.

After regaining his composure, Chen Laosan turned around and looked for the bamboo stick he usually hid. When Chen Luo first settled in the city, he often used that stick to educate his nephew. He went out for a drink today, and there was only one nephew at home, so he knew who the culprit was without even thinking.

The mangy dog ​​next to him came over with a bamboo stick in his mouth.

This stupid dog had been kicking around in the yard for most of the day, but it actually relaxed at night. This made Chen Luo's experiment a success story. At this moment, he was cooking new potions in the house, preparing for another round of experiments.

"Third uncle? Why are you back!"

Chen Luo was dumbfounded when he heard the sound.

In his impression, the third uncle stayed up all night on the first day he received the money. The pretty girl in Widow's Alley won't let him back. I don't know what happened today, but this old boy came back early.

"You bastard, don't put in the roof for three days! If I don't come back tonight, are you going to dig out and cook all the old holes in the house next door?"

Looking at the earthen pot in Chen Luo's hand, Chen Laosan became angry. He picked up the stick and was about to step forward to teach him.

"Uncle Third, don't move, these are medicines!!"

How could Chen Luo let Chen Laosan really take action? He raised one hand and hugged Chen Laosan. Chen Laosan, who was already drunk and vomited at the door, was no match for Chen Luo. He was hugged hard all of a sudden, and he saw the mangy dog ​​spinning around in circles behind him.

It still expects its old master to avenge it!

"medicine?"

As soon as he heard it was medicine, Chen Laosan suddenly sobered up a lot.

"Is it poisonous?"

Chen Laosan couldn't care less about being angry, so he immediately asked nervously.

There are three generations of the Chen family, and Chen Luo is the only one in this generation. If something happens to Chen Luo, how can he, Chen Laosan, have the nerve to meet his eldest brother?

"no."

Chen Luo quickly explained to his third uncle what he had done.

I skipped the key point of the obsession with seeing dead people, and just said that I got an ancient recipe as an excuse and wanted to try it.

"You want to practice martial arts?"

Looking at his nephew, Chen Laosan frowned slightly.

The idea of ​​learning martial arts is not surprising. Chen Laosan had a similar idea when he was young, and he even learned a few crop tricks from a master. But these are used to strengthen the body and are not much different from ordinary people.

There is a difference between real martial arts and farm tricks.

Powerful warriors possess unpredictable power and can move mountains and seas, just like gods on land.

Although Chen Laosan has never been in contact with it, he heard it from the drinking brothers in the yamen. It is said that martial arts can lead to gods. If you practice to the extreme, you can become a god.

Because of this, martial arts is so blocked.

For ordinary people, whether they are from the court or Jianghu, they live in a different world. What the other party is chasing is the treasures of heaven and earth in myths and legends, while ordinary people like them are chasing firewood, rice, oil and salt.

"think!"

Chen Luo nodded quickly.

It was okay if there was no hope before, but now that opportunities are in front of us, it is unjustifiable to be a coward.

Chen Laosan silently took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet next to him and poured himself a glass.

Chen Luo stood aside and watched.

Nor spoke.

He knew that Uncle San was thinking.

Unlike his parents in the countryside, my third uncle has been a corpse collector for so many years and knows some people. If he wants to learn martial arts, he must follow the path of his third uncle. It is a rational approach for a normal person to borrow one's relatives within the scope of conditions.

As for taking medicine

The properties of the prescription in his hand have not yet been clarified, and he does not know its actual efficacy, so he does not dare to take it randomly.

If you are unlucky and go crazy like a hare and get killed, you will suffer a big loss.

"You bastard, you know how to cause trouble for me!"

The third uncle drank the last sip of wine, cursed, then closed the door and went back to the house to sleep.

Chen Luo breathed a long sigh of relief.

He knew that his third uncle had promised him.

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