Da Bong fights more people

It is also possible that before the experiment has time, he will be stopped by Monk Hengyuan, causing unpleasant troubles.

"Holding the bright moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world." Yang Qianhuan appeared from behind, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Xu Qi'an glanced at the innocent foodie girl, and pondered, "Take a step to talk."

He and Yang Qianhuan came outside and told each other about the poor child, "Senior brother Yang, the child won't survive for three days, I want to ask the brother of Si Tianjian to help treat him."

"Okay!" Yang Qianhuan responded, and asked again: "Why do you want to avoid Caiwei Junior Sister?"

Xu Qi'an shook her head: "Why did you tell her?"

Yang Qianhuan nodded: "Yes, you have the same noble quality as me."

Late at night, Yangshengtang.

Heng Yuan, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, and he was touched by inspiration. He left the room, shrinking into an inch, and soon reached the backyard.

The door of the woodshed was open, and in the dim moonlight, a man in white was vaguely seen standing in the darkness of the house.

Heng Yuan stopped, and his ears moved slightly. After hearing the child's steady breathing, his expression relaxed, and he said in a deep voice:

"Who is your Excellency?"

"Holding the bright moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world." The man in white said lightly.

Hearing such words so arrogantly, even the monk Hengyuan couldn't help but twitched his brows, feeling the slightest urge to compete with him.

This kind of emotion can be described in easy-to-understand words: I can't understand you being so pushy.

The man in white gave a "heh" and said with a sneer, "Looking at your posture, it seems that you don't know me. In the capital, there are people who don't know me."

He seemed to be provoking this person's bad appearance and Heng Yuan frowned.

The white-clothed man chuckled disdainfully, and the lines on his feet spread out, disappearing abruptly.

Monk Hengyuan exhaled, his tense muscles relaxed, and he relaxed his vigilance. He walked into the firewood room in a daze, lit the oil lamp, and checked the child's physical condition.

Breathing is stable, heart pulse is normal, much better than during the day.At this time, with the light of the oil lamp, he noticed a porcelain bottle and a prescription beside the child.

Prescription White Clothes He is a warlock of Si Tianjian.It wasn't until this moment that Hengyuan realized that this guy came to see a doctor.

Those who didn't know thought he was coming to pick a fight.

Monk Hengyuan put away the prescription and the porcelain bottle, and suddenly realized that the white-robed man was a magician, a fourth-rank warlock.

Master Xu was able to invite a fourth-grade warlock to treat this child. Heng Yuan was slightly moved and shocked.

ps: Recently, there are some cavans who don't know how to write, but there are too many things to write, and I don't know how to arrange the plot for the time being.

I hesitated, whether to write more chapters of daily life, or continue to advance the plot.When writing about daily life, there are Huaiqing, Lin'an, Erlang, and younger sisters. There are many girls who can write.But in that case, the plot feels a bit stretched.Not compact enough.So I was in a dilemma, fell into anxiety, and my coding speed was also affected.

Chapter 172: The house is haunted by ghosts

At night, Song Qing, who successfully sent the condemned prisoner to be reincarnated, with dark circles under her eyes, was about to go downstairs to find food to solve the problem of food and clothing.

As he walked, he thought: "No, grafting can be used on the human body, for example, damaged organs can be replaced.

"So, can it be more subtle? For example, the rebirth of a broken limb, well, this is the unique ability of a third-rank martial artist. If I can research the mystery in alchemy, it will definitely shake the world.

"Xu Ningyan said that bioalchemy should be more subtle things, but the human naked eye can't see those tiny dusty things. Now, I can make something like a telescope."

Telescopes exist, and concave-convex mirrors were developed shortly after the discovery of glass.Binoculars are quite popular in the army, usually equipped with ordinary soldiers.

Elite scouts seldom use it, because Wu Fu's eyesight will feel greatly improved after training Qi.The stronger the strength, the stronger the five senses.The binoculars seem a bit tasteless.

"Where's the scent?" Song Qing twitched her nostrils.

Following the scent, he walked to the stove downstairs, and saw Chu Caiwei ordering a few people in white clothes, and something was cooking in the pot.

"Yo, there's still chicken soup, Junior Sister Caiwei has a heart." Seeing the chicken stewing in the small stove, Song Qing felt better.

"Go, go." Chu Caiwei spat at him: "This is the alchemy that Xu Qi'an taught me. If it works, it will be able to spread delicious food all over the world."

Listening to Chu Caiwei finished explaining the principles of chicken essence and monosodium glutamate, Song Qing pondered for a while, and sighed: "Xu Ningyan is really a strange person."

Yes, this is alchemy too.

Extract essence from medicinal materials to condense elixir, purify steel from ore to make weapons, and in front of you, extract umami from mushrooms to make monosodium glutamate.

It is consistent with his knowledge when he opened the lecture that day.

Alchemy contains many fields, and the secret is to extract those things that cannot be seen.

"I don't have a clue about the MSG he said, because he didn't provide the process, but simply said to stay away, and it is extracted from grains." Chu Caiwei said.

"Brother will help you." Song Qing touched Chu Caiwei's head.

The renovation of the new house was completed two days ahead of schedule, Xu Qi'an asked for leave from the Yamen to help his second uncle and aunt move together.

The aunt, who was wearing a dark blue robe and a jacket of the same color, pinched her waist with one hand and waved a handkerchief with the other, looking like a general leading an army in battle, directing the servants to carry things.

This posture, if it is replaced by a mediocre woman, it will appear to be full of market spirit, which is unpleasant.

It can be replaced by a 36-year-old aunt who looks like a young woman in her early thirties with a beautiful face and a plump and graceful figure.

Xu Qi'an wondered whether the beautiful girl beside her, with three-dimensional facial features, would be as charming as her mother in another 20 years.

Or better.

Hey, Lingyue is also at the age of marriage. I don't know which guy is lucky enough to marry such a beautiful girl. Xu Qi'an sighed that the girl was not allowed to stay, so Botou and his second uncle acted as porters.

Because enough horse-drawn carriages were hired, it only took two trips to finish moving the things in the house.My aunt planned to buy some odds and ends in the inner city, so I just took this opportunity to exchange them for new ones.

Aunt and second uncle are elders, although Xu Qi'an bought the house.The main house on the east side is reserved for two people.

When assigning the house, Xu Lingyue, who has always been gentle, had a rare quarrel with her aunt.

The Sanjin house is very large, but the core inner courtyard actually has limited rooms. Of course, the master will not live in those guest rooms and areas for the servants of the house.

According to my aunt, the room in the west wing belongs to Xu Qi'an, after all, he will marry a wife in the future.

But Xu Lingyue had the audacity to live there and live next to her elder brother.

My aunt said, you, a big girl, still live so close to your elder brother, you don't feel ashamed.

Xu Lingyue suddenly became anxious, argued loudly, and even quarreled with her mother.

In the end, she also lived in the West Wing, but her aunt arranged Erlang's room in the West Wing as well, and discussed with Xu Qi'an that Lingyue and Erlang would live in the North Wing after he had a wife.