The words are divided into two parts.
While Fuzi was "cleaning up" the magistrate, Huang Donglai and Tyrell had also made progress.
Relying on the cover of night and Huang Donglai's Qinggong skills, the two climbed over the wall and entered Wuren Temple without any danger.
The inside of this temple is much deserted than outside. At a glance, there are only two rooms in the huge temple that are guarded by people. The rest of the buildings are completely unpatched. You just have to go there casually. Standing in the shadows, no one will notice you at all.
Obviously, since most of the manpower in the temple tonight has been deployed outside to maintain the order of those queuing up, only the minimum defense force is left in the temple.
Huang Donglai and Tyrell were not in a hurry. After observing in the dark for a while, they discovered that every ten minutes or so, a "monk" would come from "Garrison Point A", carrying two A wooden bucket that looks like it is filled with liquid, trots all the way to "Garrison Point B". After entering for about a minute, he will come out with two empty buckets, and then return to Guard Point A
After watching the other party "transporting" like this three times, Huang Donglai and Tyrell discussed for a while and decided to go to the garrison location A first.
The two of them did what they said, and quickly walked in the dark to the vicinity of the room. Following Huang Donglai, he used Qinggong and took Tyrell to the room.
In those days, the highest artificial light source above the ground was the lantern hanging under the eaves, so it was difficult to be discovered when sneaking above the eaves, that is, on the roof; as long as you lay low, Don't make any noise. Even if someone looks up, they probably won't be able to see you.
Of course, if you make a lot of noise, or stupidly straighten your back and cast a slender shadow on the ground on a bright moonlit night, then you deserve to be exposed.
To make a long story short, after sneaking around for a while, Huang and Tai arrived at the roof of the house at guard location A. They chose a spot and both lay down, and then reached out to lift the roof of the house. Watching inside the house.
In the brightly lit room, there was a kind-looking old man with a red face, sitting upright on a Taishi chair.
On the ground beside the old man, there was a large water tank filled with green liquid.
Although they were quite far apart, Huang Donglai, the young master of a poisonous family, could tell with his trained sense of smell that the liquid was made from a variety of different herbs.
Some people may have to make a judgment when they see this. First of all, it can be concluded that the identity of this old man is probably the "miraculous doctor" Xiong Fengshan. Secondly, the tank next to him at this moment should be He was going to sell some kind of "magic medicine" to the villagers. Every time he mixed a batch here, someone would transport it out in a bucket, and then he would make the next batch.
If you think so, then I can say that you are half right
Even Huang Donglai and Tyrell took it for granted that the old man was mixing the ingredients in the tank. When I was taking medicine, I saw the old man taking the medicineHe picked up a big gourd, scooped out the liquid in the gourd, and poured it down his throat.
One ladle, two ladles, three ladles
He drank it so fast that in the blink of an eye, ten ladles of the medicinal soup had been consumed, and his stomach was full. I was pumped up.
Huang Donglai and Tyrell were also confused when they looked at it, and they both thought to themselves, "What are you doing? You don't need to drink so much to test the medicine. It's not necessarily because you are thirsty."
Just when the two of them were confused, suddenly, the old man made a hand gesture and recited a few spells silently. After finishing reciting, his whole body staggered for a while, and then he bent down and pointed towards his feet. of an empty barrel.
The vomiting was more like squirting than vomiting.
It was as if a faucet was opened in his throat, and streams of green mucus spurted out.
This scene made Huang Donglai and Tyrell almost vomit together.
However, although Huang Donglai was disgusted, he did see some tricks; he was a Taoist after all. Although his Taoism was shallow and he couldn't recognize the finger tricks the old man pinched, he was generally able to I understand that the other party's moves were not random.
Therefore, Huang Donglai can basically confirm that the scene happening in front of him is not some strange hobby, but really using "magic medicine".
Thinking of this, Brother Huang quickly patted Tyrell. When the latter looked at him, he gestured for the other person to follow him and put it back smoothly. tiles.
Three minutes later, the two of them had evacuated from the roof of the room and returned to the shadows in the distance.
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O, what's going on?" That's what Tyrell is talking about now. It's a combination of earth and foreign. Anyway, it's better than when he opened his mouth and said "Father" It's much better when "Marco is lovable".
As for Huang Donglai, he has long been used to it. He just replied in a normal way, "He should be using magic to buff ordinary herbal soup, but what effect does the final generated thing have? This I wouldn't know just by looking at it."
"Oh" Tyrell is a smart man. When he heard this, he immediately had an idea, "Then you want to try it."
"Go away!" Huang Donglai's answer was simple, "Who would taste that stuff?" He paused, pointed to the guard position B in the distance, and then said, "I mean, let's go to the Let’s explore the two places again. If possible, steal some of that medicine and give it to my uncle. He might know what it is.”
“Yes, that makes sense.” Nod.
After saying these words, the two of them followed the shadow towards the garrison point B.
That place was originally a warehouse in the temple, but now it has been transformed into a "pharmaceutical warehouse". Because this warehouse is very large, there are several doors facing the back of the courtyard wall. The window, so this time Huang Donglai and Tyrell did not go to the room, but went around to the unattended rear, pierced the window paper and peeked inside.
At this time, there were about a dozen "monks" in the warehouse, all of them shirtless and sweating profusely, working in front of the desk.
I saw these "monks" pouring the "vomit liquid" brought in by the buckets evenly into the pile of flour, just like kneading dough, and then quickly kneaded it into a big dough. Then roll out small dark green balls slightly smaller than glutinous rice balls.
After a batch is made, they will wrap the green pills in oil paper in groups of ten, tie them tightly with string, and then store them.
Huang Donglai knew at a glance that this group of people planned to sell this thing as medicine to the common people; because this great doctor "opened clinics every nine days", the medicine he sold was sold in ten pills. It is a packet, and the people are allowed to eat one pill a day. When he opens a clinic next time, the patient has just finished his medicine and has to come back to buy it again.
"Well, we have to find a way to go in and steal a package." Huang Donglai muttered and looked at Tyrell, "Otherwise, let's try to divert the tiger away from the mountain. You can go around to the front of the warehouse and lure him away. As for the guards with lanterns at the door, I will take advantage of the chaos and send a few hidden weapons into the house, extinguish the lights inside, then break in through the window, get the medicine, and then go to meet you."
Huang Donglai thought that his plan was quite good, and Tyrell would agree to it, but unexpectedly
"nonono" Tyrell, who had always been easy to talk to, actually showed off to Brother Huang at this time. Waving his fingers, he looked at Brother Huang with a rather ambiguous look, and then said, "If they do this, they will definitely realize that the medicine has been stolen. If they are going to alert the snake, why don't you let me do it? I have a better way."< /p>
The "hat" Huang Donglai's tone of voice was also brought in by him. He wondered, "What can you do?"
"I can stand here without moving, and I will be like a god." Steal a packet of medicine from it without anyone noticing," Tyrell continued.
"ho" Huang Donglai didn't believe it.
"Last month, under the inspiration of all the Taoist priests, the potential contained in my body was stimulated, and I practiced several skis. One of them is called teekesis, which should be used here. ." Tyrell said. < /p>
"Well, it can probably be called telekinesis." Tyrell replied.
"Ha" Huang Donglai was even more confused now, "What do you mean you can use your mind to control the actions of the people inside and let them throw the medicine out to you?"
< p> Tyrell shook his head, "It's not that powerful, but I can do it." As he said that, he looked through the small hole in the window and stared at a package of medicine that no one noticed in the room, and then made a partition with one hand. An empty grabbing action.I thought he would easily use the "ski" he called, but I didn't expect that he was stunned for more than ten seconds because of constipation before he succeeded.
Just take that packet of medicineWhen he teleported from the house into Tyrell's hands, his whole body was as soft as a puddle of mud and fell to the ground. He could hardly breathe, as if this "telekinesis" technique had killed half of his life.
"Holy shit" Huang Donglai was also quite surprised when he saw this hand. He immediately squatted down, patted Tyrell's back to help him calm down, and lowered his voice and said, "䱱伱This is a bit awesome. Although I heard from the master that there is also a way to retrieve objects from the air in Taoism, but you, a person with no Taoism, can actually do this. Do you have the potential to use magic?"
Brother Huang’s guess was indeed partially correct.
The organization that Tyrell’s former “master” belonged to was an organization in Europe that specialized in fighting supernatural evil forces, so the veterans of the Xuanqi Sect regarded Tyrell as a “comrade.” "People"; while Tyrell was following his master, he also had a certain understanding of his own potential under the other's guidance. Unfortunately, before Tyrell could awaken as a qualified warrior, he and his master encountered each other. Unexpectedly, he ended up living in Dashu.
It wasn’t until he came to Xuanqi Sect a few months ago that Tyrell got the opportunity to restart his “cultivation” with the help of experienced Taoists.
However, in just a few months, he was naturally still at the starting stage. He had very little "ski" mastery, and because of his low "magic power", he could do it with just a telekinesis. It almost took him a while to recover.
“Let’s not talk about the things we got, let’s evacuate.” Tyrell said after he regained his breath.
When Huang Donglai saw this, he didn’t say much. He simply carried Tyrell on his back; anyway, with Huang Donglai’s strength and lightness skills, this was not a big deal. He had dragged Tyrell away at Wujian Villa before. It was okay to run across half of the mountain with Brother Sun, but now he just slipped out of the temple with Tyrell on his back, which was no problem.
About a quarter of an hour later, somewhere outside Hu County.
Tyrrell and Huang Donglai, who had basically recovered, were jogging on the only road leading to the town.
Just when the shadow of the city was very close, two figures suddenly came forward quickly to greet them.
Because they recognized each other even though they were far apart, the four of them met quickly.
"How can I gain anything?" Fudozi is an elder, and he doesn't like to be verbose, so he directly asks about business matters as soon as he opens his mouth.
As a result, Huang Donglai briefly told what he had just seen and heard in Wuren Temple. When he was about to finish speaking, Tyrell handed over the package of medicine they had stolen. He was given Fudo and allowed to look at it.
Fudozi took the packet of medicine, opened the oil paper outside, picked up one of the pills, looked at it, smelled it again, and then snorted coldly and said, "Huh, I'm talking about that." What kind of magical power does the miracle doctor have? It turns out to be Meng Xinfang."
"Uncle, you really know this method," Huang Donglai answered.
Fudozi nodded and immediately spoke to the three people around him