Chapter 63: Jiang Shizhuang
One day, can you use your own spells like your predecessors? Song Shuhang’s heart is dark.
At this time, the short-haired woman opened her hands and picked up the end of the alchemy furnace. She lifted her two steps and frowned.
Boom!
She put down the stove and turned her head to stare at Song Shuhang.
“Is it Song Songhang?” She raised her eyebrows: “Help me lift my shackles together and help the beautiful ladies who have difficulties is a compulsory course for every man!”
"Do you know me?" Song Shuhang asked, asking the woman to lift the alchemy furnace.
There is not much alchemy furnace, just because the volume is a bit large, it is not easy for one person to carry it, and two people are very relaxed.
"Don't ask such a stupid question, you should see the intimate relationship between me and the pharmacist at a glance. Then I immediately think that it is normal for me to know you from the pharmacist." The woman said with no expression.
Who can't do it at a glance to see the intimacy of the pharmacist? !
Song Shuhang spoke in his heart and then asked: "Intimate relationship? Is it a Taoist predecessor?"
"No... I am still only his disciple for the time being. Jiang Ziyan, the name I am using now, will not change the name for at least the next 30 years." Feeling, when Song Shuhang talked about the word "Tao" Her mood is better: "The pharmacist said that he had to go to Jiangnan District to do a research here. I had to bring his alchemy furnace behind. He had to take care of himself if he studied it. His life. Care for his hair, organize his clothes, and practice his regular meals."
During the talk, the two have already reached the third floor, here is the temporary alchemy room of the pharmacist.
The door was opened and Song Shuhang saw a new room.
And... a new pharmacist predecessor.
It is no longer the killing of Matt when he meets with him, but how can the current pharmacist predecessor describe it?
Let's talk about the hairstyle first, the long explosive head has been carefully treated, and now the pharmacist's hair is tied into a small scorpion, and ... is still smashing!
Under the subtleties, there are more than 20 scorpio scorpions, which make the pharmacist's head look like a forest. And many small scorpions are also decorated with cute decorations.
To be honest, Song Shuhang really feels that this is not as good as the explosion.
There are still dark circles, but this time... dark circles really become smoky makeup!
Because Song Shuhang's eyes can be seen, with the pharmacist's blinking movements, his black eye circles will have shiny luster from time to time, that is the makeup eye shadow.
Song Shuhang’s stomach was a bit unbearable and began to twitch.
Feeling it, the pharmacist's appearance is not as good as it is now - the pharmacist who killed Matt is handsomer than it is now, which is how ugly it is.
Jiang Ziyan will not be afraid of the pharmacist's handsome, and will be taken away by other women?
She can rest assured that almost no girl will look at him as the pharmacist kills the Matt shape.
When the pharmacist saw Song Shuhang, he smiled and said: "Hey, the book is flying, Xiaoyou is coming. Counting the time, you are also coming."
"Hey, seniors, do you know that I am coming over in the morning?" Song Shuhang asked with doubt.
"Oh, of course. What happened to you around you last night?" The pharmacist looked unknowingly.
Sure enough, it was the pharmacist predecessors who protected themselves last night.
Song Shuhang was in a hurry and replied: "Yes, someone sneaked into my residence late at night. Then, the other party left this sessile knife. I can smell a little **** smell near my residence. I feel a little too. Right."
He said, he took out the thin knife with no handle and handed it to the pharmacist.
The pharmacist took the knife without a handle and glanced back and handed it back to the book. Then he squinted and asked, "What do you think people who sneak into your room yesterday want to do?"
Song Shuhang replied: "I think a lot of possibilities, but the most likely thing is... the other party wants to kill me."
Jiang Ziyan smiled on the side: "It’s not stupid enough to be saved."
"You guessed it, this stalked knife is full of solid **** smell, and the resentment left by the dead. The person holding the knife is a constant killer. Nothing to tell the truth, I didn't want you to come into contact so early. The cruel side of the monk world. But this is the real world of monks. The crisis is not only about catastrophe, natural disasters, but also...**. So, how do you feel about the assassination of your book, Xiaoyou?" Pharmacist smiles Road.
Feel?
Feeling much older, his mood at that time can be complicated!罄竹难书!
After thinking about it, Song Shuhang replied: "To be honest, I was scared at first. I felt that the vigilance was too bad. The enemy sneaked into my bed and didn't feel anything. This is one of the reasons why I came to my predecessors. I want to at least make myself more vigilant."
Hesitated for a while, and he was a little embarrassed: "But later, I felt a little... excited."
"Excited? Hahahaha." The pharmacist laughed happily: "Book Air Xiaoyou, you are really a strange guy."
I am still excited about what I am being assassinated. It’s really weird.
"Freak." Jiang Ziyan attached.
The pharmacist smiled and began to explain.
"Yesterday, I quietly left a micro-array on you. Sorry, I did your hands and feet without your consent. The layer of the film I laid can play a little defense, and the attack on the monk will produce In addition, the array method also contains a drug that has been specially treated by me. It is suggested that this drug is what I used to be. Cough... "The pharmacist is somewhat ashamed and quietly puts on the law of Song Shuhang. I’m sorry to say that I’m trying to protect him.
"But in the middle of the night yesterday, this array of methods was incited, and the drugs were leaked out."
Only the monks who can incite the formation of the law are the monks with the intention of attack.
"To tell the truth, I thought this layer would not be useful for a day. I always thought that those who tracked behind me would at least be a bit sensible. But now, I obviously overestimate them. They are already like The mad dog is generally biting around. Sorry, the book friend Xiaoyou has caused you some trouble."
The pharmacist thinks that the person who shot the book is the one who keeps behind him. Because in addition, the pharmacist can no longer think of any monks who will attack Song Shuhang, a comprehension rookie.
Jiang Ziyan smiled and said: "But it doesn't matter, the person who sneaked into your room yesterday will never appear in front of you again."
In other words, the killer yesterday has already been hung up?
"Is it cruel, book a small friend? But this is the monk world. I know that you are a kind...good person. But your kindness and kindness should never be used on your enemy. This is a predecessor's illness. Report." The pharmacist said seriously.
Song Shuhang is a good person. This can be seen from the ‘True My Meditation.’ Therefore, the pharmacist is somewhat worried that he will be soft to the enemy, so it is very easy to harm people.
Good people are good, but bad people are very dangerous.
"Please rest assured, senior. Although I may be really a good person, I am definitely not the kind of savior who has saved the world. I think that the enemy's words, only the dead enemy is the best enemy." After thinking about it, Song Shuhang seriously returned.
Jiang Ziyan once again said: "You really are a weirdo."
The pharmacist smiled and nodded, and the stereotyped old man would have a headache. It would be better to know the good people who are flexible.
"In addition, yesterday's business should be said to be the blessing of the pharmacists' predecessors, and saved my life." Song Shuhang replied: "Actually, the person who assassinated me yesterday, in addition to may be a monk who tracks the pharmacist's predecessors, may also be because This one."
Song Shuhang took out the pendant and revealed the seal of the ice.
"This is the harvest I used to help Yukoko...the ghost."