Fighter of the Destiny

(I posted a few chapters of 1,900 words a few days ago. I always thought that 900 words would be free. Yesterday, after Dreammaker reminded me, I learned that the current charging method has changed, and it is no longer counted for less than 1,000 words. For example, if one thousand and nine hundred words are charged as one thousand, there will be no charge if the total of one chapter is less than one thousand words. Then I would like to directly send two free chapters of 900 words in the testimonial, but I am worried about the customers who read on QQ. I can’t see the testimonials on the terminal, so... I’d better ask the editor how to do it.)

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The pouch is very slender. When I think about it, when it was in the body of the great Zhou military master, the upper part should be in the esophagus, and the opening may be at the throat. There seems to be some kind of mechanism hidden above it - the Wenshui Tang family even has a yellow paper umbrella. If it can be made, there must be a way to completely isolate anything from the outside world when it falls into the bag.

The shopkeeper did not start immediately, but started to wash his hands very seriously and even a little tediously. After confirming that his hands were clean as if they were new, he used four towels to wipe them clean without any moisture, and then he carefully untied the bag. Take that thing out of it.

It was a pill, about the size of a pea, with a bright red color, like blood. It was unknown whether it was infected by the moisture in the corpse, and there were some slight skin ulcers on the surface. Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper's eyes showed a look of distress, and Master Tang Qi's face also became gloomy.

It should be fine. The shopkeeper said with a trembling voice, and then quickly put the bright red pill into the basin that had been prepared.

The pot contains wheat bran, which is certainly not ordinary wheat bran. It has been screened and dehumidified many times in advance. It is ivory white, very dry, and has no moisture at all.

The shopkeeper picked up the wheat bran and covered the elixir, and then gently rubbed it with his hands. The movements of his fingers were particularly gentle, as if he were caressing his lover. The elixir rolled gently in the wheat chaff and became completely clean as time went by. Its bright red color became clearer and even gave people an enchanting feeling.

The Tang family in Wenshui did not have a complete understanding of this elixir. They only knew that it melted when exposed to water and was extremely difficult to preserve. At this time, the shopkeeper finally confirmed that there was no problem with this cleaning method, and the eyes he looked at the pill became gentle. Of course, it was still not as gentle as the eyes he looked at Master Tang Qi.

He smiled happily and said: Master Qi is very resourceful, this method really works.

Tang Qiye ignored the man's flattery and took out a snow-white, new handkerchief from his sleeve and put it in his hand. He took the elixir and looked at it carefully for a long time until his eyes became a little hot. Suddenly aware of the change in his mood, he frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: Is this pill really that magical?

The shopkeeper didn't notice the subtle change in his mood and said, That's true, otherwise why would I bother you, Mr. Seventeen, to do this in person?

He was trying to please his master, but when he said this, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the elixir in his palm, and then he licked his lips.

This unconscious action showed that he was a little nervous now, and also revealed his inner greed.

Tang Qiye noticed this, raised the corners of his lips and asked, Do you know what this is?

The shopkeeper's expression changed slightly, thinking, isn't this the legendary cinnabar pill?

This is not a pill or wealth, but power.

Tang Qiye said: Being able to decide life and death is the greatest power in the world.

The shopkeeper praised: Master Qi's words are extraordinary.

Tang Qiye looked at him and said expressionlessly: If some people want to covet this kind of power but do not have the strength to match it, they are seeking death.

The shopkeeper stiffened slightly and lowered his head, never daring to look at the pill again.

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People entered the secret room one after another and gathered around the black stone table. Among these people were the former Tianji Pavilion medicine shop, the two most famous doctors in Fengyang County, a priest of unknown origin hired by the Tang family with a lot of money, and a doctor who checked the pulse of Mr. Tang in Wenshui.

No matter what their status is, they all have the same expression on their faces at this time.

It was an expression that looked calm, but was actually very nervous, making it look a bit stiff.

They were all looking at the red pill in the black table, not just once, but many times, for a long time.

The reason why they were nervous was because they knew the origin of this elixir and naturally felt the desire to grab it greedily, but they knew that they absolutely could not do so.

One of the doctors from Fengyang County even turned his head away because he was afraid that he could not resist the temptation.

Inspection, smell, questioning, and palpation are what doctors need to do to treat a disease. Although what they treat now is not a disease but medicine, they cannot do without these methods.

I have been waiting for the medicine for a long time, and the next step is to smell it.

The old doctor from Wenshui glanced at Master Tang Qi.

This old doctor specially asked for Mr. Tang's pulse. If today's matter had not been too urgent, even Tang Qiye would not have been able to invite him here from Wenshui City.

Tang Qiye would naturally be more polite to him and said, Mr. Sheep, please.

The old Wenshui doctor known as Mr. Sheep was not polite when he heard this. He lowered his head directly, leaned over the red pill, and took a deep breath.

The next moment, Mr. Yang's face turned red and his eyes were blurred, as if he were drinking fine wine or entering Zhilan's room, as if he was intoxicated and didn't know where he was.

The minister of Tianji Pavilion Medicine Shop frowned slightly and coughed twice.

Mr. Sheep came to his senses and said: The main material is indeed cinnabar, as well as curculigo, cinnamon, angelica, wolfberry, cloves, rock sugar...

Being able to distinguish so many medicinal materials just by smelling them shows that this person's medical attainments are truly remarkable.

Master Tang Qiqi frowned as he listened to these medicinal ingredients, wondering if he was going to stew meat? Why is there still rock candy?

He didn't know that some of these quite common medicinal materials are used in folk stews. It is precisely because the medicinal properties are mild and peaceful that they are perfect for use as supplementary materials. They are present in most elixirs in the world. As for rock sugar, it is like fried rice, has the effect of catalyzing the potency of medicine, and... can neutralize the bitter taste.

The Tianji Pavilion Medicine Shop was a practitioner of medicine like the two Fengyang famous doctors, so he naturally didn't think it was different. He also gathered around and smelled it, and also reported the names of several medicinal materials, including yam, cloves, and cistanche deserticola.

Looking at the ink that had not yet dried on the paper, several doctors pondered for a while, discussed with each other, and said to Master Tang Qi: We still have to take action.

From the beginning to now, they first looked and then smelled it, but no one dared to reach out and touch it, because they all knew how precious the elixir was.

It was the common intention of everyone to take action now, but the person responsible for speaking was Mr. Yang, because he was from the Tang family in Wenshui, so it was easier to speak.

When the Cinnabar Pill first appeared, the rules set by that person were not complete enough. The Great Zhou Army and the Yinghua Palace once teamed up to intercept several pills in private, trying to analyze and deduce the ingredients of this pill. However, they wasted a full three days. Even though I have not yet fully figured out all the ingredients for the elixir. The several doctors who appeared in the secret room today are all very remarkable people, but how can they do it just by looking and hearing?

Tang Qiye had been mentally prepared for this, but he still felt a little disappointed, because it meant that the cinnabar pill would soon become useless.

Be careful and don't waste it. He said with a gloomy expression, These are two lives.