Chapter 12: Pharmacist An [asking for monthly tickets and follow-up reading] There is a side room in the backyard of Qingmu Medicine Shop. Inside the room, there were chairs for guests to meet, and a small stove was boiling tea on the host's desk, emitting an aroma that filled the air. Behind the main seat, under the cover of a landscape screen, there is a Luohan bed, a washbasin, a bronze mirror, and everything else you need. This place was where Kang Zhuangyuan worked and rested on weekdays, and he named it "Zhuangyuanju", which is a homonym of "Zhuangyuanju", to comfort his unfulfilled childhood wish. "Sir, who is that Pharmacist An? Shopkeeper Liu was very polite to him." The pharmacy apprentice Kang Yaoming hesitated after speaking. He looked outside the house and saw that there was no movement. Then he spoke: "Even the shopkeeper seems to be a little bit humble." "Haha~ This is a big shot." Kang Zhuangyuan looked at his nephew in front of him and explained calmly: "Pharmacist An is powerful and skilled in medicine. He holds a high position in Medicine King Valley. However, he is indifferent to fame and wealth. He is obsessed with elixirs and medical books. He does not love power and does not seek important positions or lucrative jobs. Otherwise, when we meet Pharmacist An, we must respectfully address him as Elder!" "Elder!"
Kang Yaoming exclaimed in surprise. Even though he had a narrow vision, he knew what "Elder of Medicine King Valley" meant. He is definitely a senior member of Yaowang Valley, and a well-known figure in the entire Changle Prefecture. "No wonder!" Kang Yaoming suddenly realized something, and then he thought of something, and felt a little excited: "Master, you recommended me to work for Pharmacist An. I wonder what the shopkeeper said?" "It's settled. Pharmacist An will stay in the town for a while. He needs four apprentices to help him. You are one of them." After Kang Zhuangyuan finished speaking, he warned: "When you get there, be smarter, do more work, use your brain more often, read people's expressions, and don't be like a blockhead. If you can get some appreciation from Pharmacist An and learn something, you will benefit from it throughout your life." "Thank you for your cultivation, nephew. I will never forget your kindness to me." "Hmm~" Kang Zhuangyuan nodded with satisfaction, and for a while, the uncle and nephew had a very pleasant conversation. However, despite his joy, Kang Yaoming was a little hesitant and asked: "Master, I wonder if Qiu Zhen will go? He is a good person. If he goes, I can ask him for advice when I have something to ask, and I won't feel insecure." "He won't go." Kang Zhuangyuan waved his hand and interrupted his nephew. He was over fifty years old, his energy was declining, and his achievements in martial arts were basically set. Without his martial arts skills, Medicine King Valley would not have entrusted him with important tasks, so he had long lost the ambition to make progress and only wanted to live a carefree life. It was also because of this that even though a big shot like Pharmacist An came to the pharmacy, he had no intention of currying favor with him. I won't send Qiu Zhen over there just to curry favor with Pharmacist An. If Qiu Zhen was favored by Pharmacist An, he would lose a useful person.
The most important thing is that even if Qiu Zhen really makes a comeback, she may not thank him. By then, he will suffer a great loss. "Nephew Yao Ming, Qiu Zhen is extremely intelligent and has excellent roasting skills. If you go with him, he will steal the limelight. What will you do?" "This" Kang Yaoming was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and nodded repeatedly: "My nephew is stupid and forgot about this. That's right, he must not go." Sunset West Mountain. Perhaps in order to appease people's hearts, Qiu Zhen did not come to the pharmacy for two days. The work arranged for him was much less than before. He finished the work of roasting and roasting medicines by 4 . and felt very relaxed. “A life with a trump card and something to rely on is a real life.” Qiu Zhen stretched, said goodbye to Shen Liang and Zhao Dou, and went to Xiangyang Courtyard alone. In fact, he was very interested in the new big shot "Pharmacist An" in Qingmu Pharmacy. He awakened his "primordial spirit and dharma body" without delaying his martial arts practice. If he couldn't find a suitable immortal technique, the martial arts secret technique would also be excellent. At the moment, the most suitable martial arts is the Medicine King Valley. Unfortunately, he is currently an apprentice in a medicine shop with little influence, and there is no chance for him to meet this Medicine King Valley big shot for a while. "Forget it, let's wait and see. It is said that this Pharmacist An will stay in Qingmu Town for some time, so there will always be a chance to meet him." Qiu Zhen felt relieved and quickened his pace. Sunny courtyard. "Crench!" There was a sound at the door. Just as he was about to push the door open, a little head with pigtails popped out from the wall and looked at Qiu Zhen with horror: "Brother Zhen, be careful, don't go in." Qiu Zhen paused, walked closer to the wall, and was a little surprised: "Xing'er, what's wrong?" Li Xing'er's face turned pale and she said timidly: "Brother Zhen, there's a ghost in your house." As she spoke, Li Xing'er lowered her voice and explained in a low voice: "In the afternoon, I was resting in the yard, and suddenly I heard a noise in your yard. I thought you were back, so I climbed over the wall to look for you. As a result, I saw a black shadow flying in the sky in the house. I was scared to death." Is there a ghost? Qiu Zhen felt a little surprised as he listened to Xing'er's vivid description. In the past, when he had not yet entered the world of cultivating immortals, he was always a little skeptical about matters concerning ghosts and gods. After all, he had never seen a "ghost" with his own eyes before.
And now, even though he had never seen a ghost, he believed it. "Xing'er, go home first. I'll go in and take a look." Qiu Zhen comforted Xing'er, asked her to stay at home and not come out, and then returned to the yard. The first thing he did was not to go into the house to see what was going on, but to go straight to the woodshed, ready to take an axe for self-defense. The country farmer's axe is an all-purpose knife. It can be used to chop wood, but it can also kill snakes, insects, wolves and leopards. It has seen blood and carries a murderous aura. Besides, it is still early and the sun has not set yet. It is the best time to find out the truth. If we delay till night, it will be bad. "Squeak~" Qiu Zhen was just about to push the door, at this moment, the soul body sitting on the altar suddenly emitted a faint golden light, and the third eye between the eyebrows appeared again. Others could not see the third eye between his eyebrows, but Qiu Zhen could really "see" a blurry outline of light and shadow lying on the wood stack in the woodshed. It is not big, about the same size as the village farm dog. Qiu Zhen was slightly startled and became alert. He immediately looked through the door with his naked eyes towards the place where the third eye "saw". I saw a ball of white fluff, curled up on a haystack and sleeping, right next to an axe. "This is." Qiu Zhen was stunned. In this life, he was born intelligent and had a photographic memory. His spirit was awakened and he was very sensitive. When he saw the snowball on the haystack, he immediately recognized what was in front of him. It’s that Qingmu Fenghu! How did it come to my door? Just as Qiu Zhen was astonished, the white fox in the woodshed seemed to have noticed the movement, and immediately woke up, raised its head and pricked up its ears, becoming very alert. Eyes facing each other. The next moment, the white fox stood in human form, clasped his hands and bowed to Qiu Zhen again and again, appearing inexplicably excited. Qiu Zhen even saw watery tears in the white fox's round eyes. "What happened?" Thanks to the book friend "Ji Zhao San Shou" for the reward of 500 Qidian coins. (End of this chapter)
