Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

"Brother Bai, are you feeling better?"

When Han Yu saw the visitor, he smiled kindly.

It's rare to see such honest people, but he's just a bit drunk.

"Much better. I was a little bored just now. Let's go out and get some fresh air."

Bai Bu looked at Sikong Du in order not to make himself angry, so he moved closer to Han Yu and started talking.

"Where are Brother Han from? Doesn't he look like someone from the North?"

Can you tell where you are from just by looking at your attire?

Han Yu took a look at the plain robe he was wearing, and there seemed to be no difference, but he still replied with a smile.

"I'm from the South."

Bai Bufen's expression changed, "Southern Territory?" Strictly speaking, Southern Xinjiang also belongs to the Southern Border area, but it is to the east of Southern Border and does not have so many mountains and rivers, so naturally it will not appear so barren.

It's just that there is no first-class sect in the entire southern region, they are all inferior.

Otherwise, the Corpse Refining Sect would not have chosen to build its sect in the southern region.

Then how did this person rise up? How he could rise all the way without relying on the sect is too incredible.

Either that or he's lying.

Sikong Du interjected and said, "It doesn't matter where you are from. Once you enter the cultivation gate and become a cultivator, you will be home all over the world."

Han Yu agreed with this.

Haven't I just been wandering around all the time? Damn it, I can't go back. If the elders in my hometown see me go back, they will really burn me to death.

This topic was too sad, so Han Yu decided to make himself happier.

"Lord Sikong, you and I have the same aspirations. I have a pill to give you. I wonder if you are interested?"

Is the trend of righteousness already so worldly?

Give things away at every turn.

Bai Bufen was stunned when he heard this.

It wasn't just him who was stunned, Sikong Du was also stunned.

Do these Nine Sect disciples just give things to people they like when they go out? The resources of this sect must not be wasted.

When the two of them had different thoughts, Han Yu had already taken out the elixir and put it in his palm.

"After taking this elixir, anyone who is seriously injured or dying will be able to recover immediately within seven or forty-nine days, but only once."

Han Yu looked leisurely, spread his palms and said casually.

"Really?"

"You really give it?"

Two voices came out at the same time, Sikong Du jumped up and Bai Bufen was stunned.

This kind of thing has never been seen or even heard of.

The two of them did not immediately question the authenticity of the elixir, but instead questioned whether Han Yu really gave it to him.

To be honest, if it is a real elixir, then this thing is really good and can save lives at critical moments.

Furthermore, Han Yu didn't look like he was joking.

Are all the things the Nine Sects give to their disciples so good?

Sikong Du, who had always thought that Han Yu was from the ninth sect, was almost crying with envy. He could give away things that he had never heard of before at his age.

Don't say he is greedy, he is also greedy. This thing has given him an extra life in disguise. It is simply a miracle medicine.

"Really?"

Sikong Du asked again in disbelief.

"I have a small request."

Han Yu paused for a moment and then spoke.

This is only reasonable. Giving this kind of thing away for free would look like a prodigal.

But Han Yu's next words stunned the two of them again.

Han Yu said casually, "You are not allowed to keep this pill, you have to eat it in front of me."

"Why is this?"

Sikong Du asked in confusion, shouldn't such a good thing be eaten only when encountering difficulties? It would be appropriate to at least be beaten to death before eating.

Well! It's really hard to explain.

Han Yu thought about it for a while, and finally came up with an outrageous explanation, and said it seriously.

"Because it will expire in six days. If I keep it, I might as well find someone in need."

It doesn’t matter if the medicine is ridiculously effective, there’s still a damn thing about it being expired.

I have never heard of any pill being expired.

If you take it now, you are really wasting this elixir, which should obviously come in handy at a critical moment.

If you eat like this, if nothing happens within forty-nine days, you will feel like you have lost something.

Is it possible that instead of wasting the elixir, someone will beat him half to death?

Sikong Du and Bai Buju looked strange, as if they had thought of something.

"If you're not interested, I'll find someone else who needs it."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be interested, Han Yu simply took the elixir back. This thing was only a short-term guarantee, and no one could take it.

Bai Bufen frowned and almost screamed.

Just ask me! Why don't you ask me? It is not a gift to anyone.

Sikong Du could look down on it, but he couldn't! A life guarantee within forty-nine days is very attractive.

"How about I eat it?"

After Sikong Du hesitated, he suddenly figured it out. Just like Bai Bufen thought, this was actually very attractive.

Han Yu could only reach into his arms and take out the elixir from the sea of ​​consciousness. When he was handing it to Sikong Du, he suddenly remembered that the side effects had not been informed yet.

Just when he was about to tell, Sikong Du had already grabbed the pill.

Just as Han Yu was about to stop him, there was a rush of footsteps approaching from far away. Not long after, the door was pushed open and a palace guard walked in hurriedly.

First, he glanced at Han Yu with an inexplicable expression, and then handed a letter to Sikong Du.

"I'm afraid your reward has arrived."

Sikong Du held the elixir in one hand and took the letter in the other and unfolded it.

At the beginning, Quan Xiaotong roughly guessed that Sikong Du would most likely return empty-handed, and did not say much about it, only saying that there were other arrangements.

The detailed process was not something that he, a garrison sent by the Supervisory Department, could ask about, so he did not delve into it, but just continued to read on.

As a result, he saw a sentence of national essence, followed by a round of greetings. He could even imagine the owner of his own building being furious and cursing.

Especially since his request for reward was directly rejected, followed by a brief introduction, starting from Quantai Mansion...

After a long time, Sikong Du's face stiffened slightly. When he saw the miserable state of Lao Zhao in Zhanzhou Mansion next door, the pill in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

At the end of the letter, the two big words "Han Yu" were directly marked with a red cross, which was extremely eye-catching.

Quan Xiaotong's meaning was relatively simple: You brought this plague god back to Huaizhou Mansion, and if Huaizhou Mansion had an accident, you will be killed.

"Is it an accident again?"

Han Yu naturally found that the other party's face was a little wrong, and asked out loud.

Sikong Du put the letter back into his arms with a sullen face and nodded solemnly.

"Something really happened, it's very serious, I'll go back to the garrison first."

After saying that, he actually ran away, leaving Han Yu confused. The sharp-eyed Bai Bufen suddenly caught a glimpse of a black pill on the table, and his eyes suddenly widened.

This idiot actually forgot about the pill. After he glanced at Han Yu, he reached out to take it, but his hand was only halfway out...

"It seems that Lord Sikong really encountered something, and he actually forgot about the pill."

Han Yu reached out to take the pill back, thinking that he would send it to someone later, so he put it back into his arms again, which made Bai Bufen, who had half of his hand out, very embarrassed.

"How about we go together later?"

He invited Bai Bufen.

"Okay!"

Having missed the chance to get the magic medicine, Bai Bufen's heart was bleeding but he forced himself to smile...

——

After hurriedly leaving the inn, Sikong Du's face was full of relief for surviving the disaster. He immediately raised his hand and slapped the other hand that had just held the pill.

Just now, he was almost killed by this greedy hand. According to the intelligence from the Supervisory Department, the more powerful the effect of this Han Pharmacist's pill is, the more terrible the side effects will be.

I have to pay for the life-saving pill with my life.

He couldn't stay in the restaurant. He was not afraid of Han Yu. The Supervisory Department did not take action against him, which proved that Han Yu had not done anything evil.

But he was afraid that he would be like Lao Zhao and could not control himself.

Lao Zhao knew that the pill had side effects but still took it. Who could guarantee that Han Yu would take out some pill that would make him unable to resist the temptation.

He didn't trust himself!

After returning to the garrison quickly, the first order was passed down immediately.

"When Han Yu comes to the garrison again, tell him that I'm out on business."

Han Yu really saved his life after all. He really didn't have the face to chase him away.

But hiding all the time wouldn't work. What if something really happened?

"If there's anything unusual with Han Yu, report it in time."

What's the big deal? Even the owner of the building was too embarrassed to chase him away, so he had to leave this matter to me.

Whatever you want!

Sikong Du had already decided to stay in the government office for a few days and come out after figuring out a way to send the man away.