Rebirth as a fairy

"This is the elixir my master asked me to bring." Shi Yi pretended to fumble in his pocket for a while. He took out a bottle of white jade bottle, handed it to Hao Yunyang, and said: "You can find a way to give it to me as soon as possible.

Send it to Beijing. There are a total of thirty-one elixirs in it. Each elixir is only the size of a soybean. Take one in the morning, noon and evening every three days. This bottle contains exactly thirty days' worth of medicine."

"Thirty-one pills, three pills for three days, only thirty pills for thirty days? That's a lot of words." Hao Yunyang carefully took the actually light jade bottle, held it in his hand with great care, and then

Chao Shiyi said: "The primary school teacher never taught you arithmetic?"

"Why don't you take one to test, and the people above can let the elderly take this elixir?" Shi Yi said with a bit of heartache: "But the test can only test one, and I won't give more in the future."

"Why?" Hao Yunyang was stunned for a moment, and then asked a little strangely: "Is this elixir hard to come by?"

"It's more than rare." Shi Yi said with a very reluctant tone: "Refining these thirty pills will consume a large basket of medicinal materials. Although my master is only responsible for refining pills, this month will only be enough."

It can be compared with the amount of medicine required to refine it. Putting it all together, each pill is worth a thousand times as much as gold. Do you think gold is more valuable? What's more, in the world today, there is no one who can refine this kind of medicine.

My master is the only one who can make elixirs...well."

Shi Yi closed his mouth at the right time, leaving Hao Yunyang unlimited space for daydreams. However, after Shi Yi said these words, Hao Yunyang's hand holding the jade bottle tightened. In his impression, Shi Yi

Yi Yi seemed to have never said anything big, so he unconditionally believed what Shi Yi said this time.

It would be a waste of money to test such a precious elixir, but Hao Yunyang also knew that what Shi Yi said was quite reasonable. No one would dare to give something to an elderly person without being tested and confirmed to be safe!

But Hao Yunyang would never know that these thirty-one elixirs, which Shi Yi said were extremely valuable, were actually kneaded with a medicinal paste added with spiritual powder. However, compared with Juemai Dan, these three

The eleven elixirs are relatively hygienic, and the plastic basins used were specially purchased by Shi Yi!

"I will send someone back to Beijing early tomorrow morning!" Hao Yunyang grabbed the jade bottle tightly. Although he tried his best to appear calm, he could not help but show excitement, and said: "Ayi, I will go first.

Thank you for Grandpa Deng!"

"Take it back and take it first to see the effect." Shi Yi pondered for a moment and then said: "Yunyang, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Hao Yunyang nodded: "Ask."

"Were the things you left in my room originally given to me by the Consecration Court?" Shi Yi asked after careful consideration.

"Well, it was my master who asked me to hand it over to you." Hao Yunyang nodded and said, "But judging from my master's reaction, someone else should have sorted this thing out and asked him to give it to me. What? What's in it?

Is there something wrong with something?".

"Haven't you seen it?" Shi Yi rolled his eyes. Hao Yunyang smiled coquettishly. It was obvious that he had indeed seen the contents in the file bag.

"If possible, please convey a few words for me to the elderly people at the Consecration Courtyard." Shi Yi frowned slightly: "Both the martial arts community and the demon clan have seriously affected the stability of the country. Now I and the martial arts community

Our relationship has already become a fire and water, so just watch it quietly and don't think of ways to light a fire behind me or add fuel and jealousy to my situation. This is not what smart people should do."

"Ah?!" Hao Yunyang was stunned...

Early the next morning, Shi Yi packed up his things and entered the classroom for the first time this semester. The lecturer was an old professor who was nearly sixty years old. There were really not many students in the history department, so Shi Yi walked in head first.

After entering the class, the old professor called him up from his seat, thinking that Shi Yi was a transfer student from somewhere or something...

Shi Yi patiently explained for more than three minutes, and then the old professor said oh, remembering that there was indeed a person like Shi Yi in the class, but just thinking about it, it didn't mean that the old professor could let Shi Yi sit back.

, but directly rewarded Shi Yi with a blackboard eraser. To put it politely, he asked Shi Yi to go out. To put it bluntly, he just told Shi Yi to get out.

Feeling helpless, Shi Yi left the class and wandered around the school holding several books...

"Hey, Shi Yi, you're back?!" Just when Shi Yi wandered to an artificial lake on campus and was about to find a place to sit down and read a book, a girl's slightly surprised voice suddenly came from behind him.

, looking back following the voice, Shi Yi smiled: "Good morning, Sister Zhu!"

"Why are you here?" The person who came was none other than Zhu Lidan, the counselor in Shi Yi's dormitory. However, her attire was different from usual. At this time, Zhu Lidan was dressed very formally, with a pair of black stockings and white professional attire.

It gave people a feeling of light up. After looking Zhu Lidan up and down, Shi Yi asked curiously: "Sister Zhu, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to do a research with my tutor." Zhu Lidan smiled calmly: "It's getting late. You should go back to the class early."

"Doing research?" Shi Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Congratulations, you finally got what you wanted!"

"Haha, it was Hao Yunyang who helped me." Zhu Lidan smiled and said, "I won't talk anymore, I will be late if I keep talking!"

"Well, let's go." Shi Yi nodded and watched Zhu Lidan disappear at the end of the trail, but a playful smile appeared on his face: "I have been officially promoted from a quasi-graduate student to a graduate student. I am still from the Department of Economics. What a talented person!"

"I'll leave when this semester is over." Shi Yi touched his chin and looked at the direction Zhu Lidan left, but a girl's voice came from behind again. Hearing this voice, Shi Yi almost didn't have to look back to know who the person coming was.

Who is it? The smile on his face gradually disappeared and was replaced by indifferent indifference: "You didn't take my words to heart."

"I just want to come back and be quiet, don't think too much." Tang Qianqian was still wearing the white dress from yesterday, walking towards Shi Yi with small steps, and said as she walked: "We are people from two worlds. When summer vacation comes,

I’ll leave.”

"I never speak in jest." Shi Yi squinted his eyes and turned around, looking at Tang Qianqian's face that could drive most male creatures crazy. His expression was as usual: "Didn't the old fox tell you?"

"I only know that you won't attack a weak woman for no reason." The corner of Tang Qianqian's mouth raised a touching arc, and her eyes seemed a little blurred: "You didn't do anything in the situation in Wenzhou, let alone

…”

"You are testing my patience!" Shi Yi suddenly took action, without any sympathy for her, and directly grabbed Tang Qianqian's smooth neck and looked at her coldly: "I don't want to repeat what I said again."

"You're hurting me!" Tang Qianqian seemed angry and resentful, but she didn't show any signs of anger. Instead, she said in an almost coquettish voice, "Let me go, okay?"

"Pop!" There was a crisp sound.

Tang Qianqian was stunned. She covered her burning cheeks and looked at Shi Yi, who only left her back. She was stunned.

"Grandpa, I really have no choice." It wasn't until Shi Yi disappeared at the end of the trail where Zhu Lidan disappeared before that Tang Qianqian bit her lips and lowered her head slightly: "Why am I a girl from the Fox Clan..."

A wooden box wrapped in red cloth was delivered to a certain unit of the Hangzhou Military Region, and then put on a military transport plane three minutes later. Five minutes later, the transport plane took off and rushed to Beijing. At five o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed in a certain unit of the Beijing Military Region.

After landing at the airport, the wooden box wrapped in red cloth was escorted by four heavily armed soldiers and sped forward on a jeep...

At half past five, in the courtyard of the eunuch's old house, Hao Shouting was wearing a gray gown, standing upright at the entrance of the courtyard, waiting quietly. In the courtyard behind him, there were five men in white coats standing solemnly.

, beside the five people, there were a lot of unknown instruments.

"Beep..." A car horn sounded in the distance, and Hao Shouting's half-opened eyes widened, and his solemn expression gave people a sense of calm but intimidating pressure.

The jeep stopped less than two meters away from Hao Shouting. A soldier jumped out of the car, walked to Hao Shouting with a wooden box the size of his two fists in his hands, and saluted with a snap: "Chief

good!"

"Hello, comrade, thank you for your hard work." Hao Shouting showed a slight smile and nodded lightly. The soldier held the wooden box with both hands, bent slightly and handed the wooden box to Hao Shouting: "The mission items have been delivered, please call the leader.

acceptance!"

"Well, you go back." Hao Shouting nodded slightly, stretched out his hands to take the wooden box, and then signaled to the soldier that he could leave.

"Yes!" The soldier gave another smooth military salute, then turned around and walked towards the jeep with his head held high. Half a minute later, the jeep disappeared from Hao Shouting's sight.

"Is this the thing?" Hao Shouting took the wooden box into the small courtyard. Five men in white coats of different ages gathered around him with shouts. An old man about the same age as Hao Shouting took the wooden box.

He unwrapped the red cloth outside, opened the wooden box, looked at the white jade bottle fixed in the center of the wooden box, and asked Hao Shouting, without any politeness in his words.

"That's it." Hao Shouting seemed to always be so tepid, nodded and said: "There are thirty-one in the bottle. You can take out any one and test it..."

"You don't need to say this." The old man holding the wooden box interrupted Hao Shouting unceremoniously, then took out the jade bottle and turned towards an instrument.

Hao Shouting was not angry at all, but chuckled and stood aside, his eyes watching the old man's movements motionlessly. The contents of the jade bottle could almost be said to be the old chief's last hope, and he could not tolerate him in the slightest.

of relaxation.

There was a rustling of footsteps outside the yard, but Hao Shouting seemed not to have heard it. He stood there quietly, looking at the old man who had already taken out the jade bottle and held it in the air to examine it. He was as still as a pine tree.

In fact, just when Hao Shouting returned to the yard with the wooden box, a group of fully armed soldiers surrounded the yard, with three steps, one post, and five steps.

Even a fly can hardly fly into the yard!

Under such strict protection, the old man in a white coat slowly put down the jade bottle and said, "It's completely natural. Just looking at the workmanship of this jade bottle and the contents inside make my heart beat."

"Mr. Yan, why can't you see any traces of carving on this jade bottle? Is it innate?" The younger man in the white coat couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Could this be the one containing the elixir in ancient Chinese legends?

Grow jade bottles?”

"If you don't learn well at a young age and don't learn the profound Chinese medicine, you will learn that nonsense of Western medicine. Look at it honestly. You have nothing to do here today." The attitude of the old man who was called Yan Lao by the young people was very clear towards him.

He was very indifferent, and after making a sarcastic comment, he explained: "Looking at the appearance of this jade bottle, it is indeed difficult to see the traces of carving. It is definitely not possible for ordinary craftsmen to carve a piece of jade into a jade bottle.

It can be done. Jade represents peace in our country. In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine in our country, it is believed that containers made of jade can very effectively prevent the evaporation of medicinal effects... The only pity is that the carving of this jade bottle

The raw materials seem to be of relatively low quality.”….

Mr. Yan frowned: "I really don't know what the carving of this jade bottle was thinking. Such exquisite craftsmanship would use such inferior raw materials!"

"Return to nature." Another man interrupted, but Mr. Yan glared back: "You know nothing!"

"Hehe, that's what Mr. Yan taught you." The man was not angry, he just responded with a smile and then kept silent.

"If this jade bottle is made of good raw materials and is priced at a million dollars, there will be a lot of people rushing to get it. It is conceivable that the things contained in it will not be simple." Mr. Yan finally said

Back to the subject, he moved gently as if caressing the girl's private area, slowly pinched the cork on the jade bottle, and said while pulling it out: "Now let's see, this old bastard Hao Shouting attaches so much importance to

What the hell is this!"

Mr. Yan didn't care at all about Hao Shouting who was standing aside. When he heard Mr. Yan's words, Hao Shouting could only smile bitterly, but he couldn't refute or contradict him, because this Mr. Yan was not only a bad old man with some medical skills, but also the current Chinese medicine practitioner in China.

A Taishan-level figure in the world is on the same level as a national treasure. Not to mention just standing aside and cursing a few words, even if he was pointed at the tip of his nose and scolded, Hao Shouting could only choose to turn around and leave instead of confronting him head-on.

It’s not because of how old Mr. Yan is, or how brave Mr. Yan is, or how awesome his vitality is, but...

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[PS: Well, the second chapter has been delivered. Are you satisfied with the recent plot? 】

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