Chapter 67: Divine Consciousness Refinery
Originally, the old lady told that peace was important and wanted to give them money. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Unexpectedly, these people had to take the old lady away, so they couldn't agree.
So, Fauber stepped forward to fight fiercely with him, put down a few people, and victory was in sight.
Unexpectedly, a whistle sounded, and some thieves popped out of the woods next to them, it turned out that these thieves still had helpers, and it seemed that they should have been premeditated.
After Fuber fired an arrow to ask for help, he fought bloodily with this group of people, but he was outnumbered and retreated.
Seeing that he was about to be captured, the young master who received the warning at this time led the students of the academy to arrive in time and rescued them.
Master Qian was shocked for a while, he really came to L County, so what was the original intention of these people?
Fauber signed the case record.
Looking at the thieves who were tied up with five flowers, Master Qian said in his heart, it seems that the clues have fallen on them.
He commanded, "Come and wake them up." ”
The head of the fast catching squad was beaten up before, but these people still couldn't wake up.
"My young master said, it's too heavy, stay for a while, they will wake up." Fauber explained.
Oh, then I'll go and report to the proprietor first! Master Qian took the case record and went straight to the back hall.
Liu Zhixian looked at the case record and was silent.
"You say, could this be the work of Mingjiao?"
The students did not think that this was the work of the Ming Sect, and judging from the facts stated by the people of the Ming Mansion, this was a case of temporary looting of property. The words of Mingjiao should be carefully considered, planned and then acted, and this approach is not like Mingjiao. ”
"Yes, that's -----"
"Report, the thieves are all crazy!" The frightened voices of the officials came.
"What?" The two looked at each other and changed color in shock.
In the hall of the county government, the thieves who woke up looked frightened one by one, their whole bodies trembled, and their hands waved in the air, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying, and they cowered and hid in the corner.
The head of the fast hunting squad shouted and threatened, and the sticks were added together, but to no avail.
Liu Zhixian and Master Qian looked at the scene in front of them speechlessly.
"Why is that?" The crowd turned to Fauber and looked at him suspiciously.
Fauber spread his hands and said he didn't know.
In fact, Fu Bo was also shocked in his heart, what did the young master do to them to make them look like this.
There was no way, the thieves were in such a state that they couldn't ask about the case at all, so Liu Zhixian had to let people keep them all in a cell, and let the doctor come to treat them to see if they got better.
"How is your young master?" Liu Zhixian asked kindly.
"Lord Qiyu County, my young master is physically and mentally exhausted these days, and the old lady is frightened today, so I accompanied the old lady to see a doctor."
Liu Zhixian said that he understood, indeed, he would be exhausted when he encountered so many things these days, not to mention that Ming Zhongxin was only a fourteen-year-old boy.
At this point, it was no longer possible to question the case, so Liu Zhixian asked Fu Bo to go back to the Ming Mansion.
"Hasn't Steward Ming come yet?" Ming Zhongxin looked at the old lady lying on the floor, his face was iron-blue.
"Brother Ming, you have to take a look too." Lan Xin'er looked at Mingzhong, whose eyes were blood-red and his face was pale, and the pain was unbearable.
"I'm fine!" Ming Zhongxin looked at the door.
"Young master, here, here." Xiao Yue led Steward Ming in quickly.
Everyone looked at Steward Ming.
"Shaodong, I didn't find a hundred years, only seventy years." Steward Ming was in a cold sweat, it was terrible, and today I realized that gaze can really kill.
The Ming steward handed a package to Ming Zhongxin.
Ming Zhongxin took the package and said, "The old lady is in a daze, don't take off the silver needle." Xiaolan and Xiaoyue took turns to wait, paying attention to the old lady's movements at any time, and reporting anything at any time. After a while, if the medicinal soup is ready, let the old lady take it, she will still be unconscious, don't panic, serve carefully. Mr. Shi is responsible for the order of the school, and leads the trainees to return to normal teaching and learning. ”
After speaking, Ming Zhongxin reluctantly stood up and turned around and walked into the back hall.
Xiao Yue was about to step forward to support him, and when the students saw this, they also stepped forward.
"Don't come along." Mingzhong Shinsen's cold voice came out. "Zhao Mingxing, you come."
Xiao Yue looked at Ming Zhongxin's back with a look of astonishment.
Looking at the lonely and lonely figure, everyone felt sad for a while, and that shoulder took on multiple responsibilities, making it bend so much.
Zhao Mingxing followed Ming Zhongxin to a small courtyard, and Ming Zhongxin walked to the wing room and pushed the door in.
But I saw that there was nothing in the wing. Ming Zhongxin came to the corner of the wall, groped for a while, and saw a hole in the ground silently cracking, and a row of steps appeared in the front, extending to the ground.
Zhao Mingxing stepped forward to help Ming Zhongxin and walked down the steps together.
But at the end of the steps was a secret room, and in the center of the secret room was a half-person-high black pitch Dan furnace, and a futon was placed in front of the Dan furnace, and next to the futon was a small table. There are rows of medicine shelves around it, like a medicine store, and a piece of paper is pasted on each drawer of the medicine shelf, on which the name of the herb is written.
Zhao Mingxing was shocked, this is an alchemy room! Could it be that Ming Jiao Xi is still an alchemist?
Ming Zhongxin placed the package on the small case, stepped to the medicine shelf, didn't look at it at all, as if he had done it thousands of times, pulled out the drawer and grabbed it, and after a while, he held a large number of herbs in his arms, estimated to have more than 20 kinds.
Zhao Mingxing hurriedly stepped forward to take the herb.
Ming Zhongxin didn't listen to the command and said, "Put the herbs on the table." ”
Ming Zhongxin came to the Dan furnace, sat down on the futon, gasped for breath, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face turned purple for a while.
"Mingjiaoxi, you might as well rest and rest." Zhao Mingxing persuaded boldly.
Ming Zhongxin waved his hand, signaling that there was nothing to do.
I saw him sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, his hands and handprints changing rapidly, and his mouth was full of words.
His breath gradually stabilized, and a flush appeared on his face, and the color of iron blue faded.
"Come, help me." After a while, Ming Zhongxin opened his eyes and spoke.
Zhao Mingxing should have stepped forward.
But I saw that Ming Zhongxin took out a fire fold from under the case and put it under the Dan furnace, but it turned out that there was a shallow groove under the Dan furnace.
The flames rose suddenly, and the Dan furnace gradually turned red.
"Remove the lid!"
Zhao Mingxing hurriedly stepped forward and put the lid aside.
Ming Zhongxin took several herbs and handed them to him, "Put them in the furnace." ”
Zhao Mingxing handled it according to the instructions.
Ming Zhongxin pointed to a handle on the ground again, "Grab it, let you pull it, let you stop, remember!" Remember! ”
Ming Zhongxin closed his eyes again, and at this time, his divine consciousness was thrown into the Dan furnace, always paying attention to the changes in the herbs.
Pull, stop, pull, pull, pull, stop------------
Zhao Mingxing inadvertently turned his head to look at Ming Zhongxin, but saw that his face was pale, and a few drops of blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes from time to time.
Zhao Mingxing's heart trembled, his hands shook, and he almost stopped.
"Be attentive." Ming Zhongxin said coldly.
Zhao Mingxing suppressed the tears and continued to concentrate on pulling the rod.
The herb gradually melts, and the color gradually becomes lighter and colorless.
Okay, it's time to dope. Ming Zhongxin quickly opened the package, took out the contents of the package, took a bucket of it, and threw it into the Dan furnace.
In an instant, the herbs in the furnace changed violently, and colorless bubbles were quickly generated, wrapping the contents of the bag, and the contents of the bag were also gradually changing.
"Close the lid on the stove." Zhao Mingxing reacted quickly, closed the lid of the furnace, and continued to pull the rod.
Ming Zhongxin put a wisp of divine consciousness into the flames, observing the small changes of the flames at any time, and asked Zhao Mingxing to pull the lever from time to time to control the size of the fire.
Ming Zhongxin is a god and a dual-purpose, always observing the fire herbs, seeing the herbs and the things in the bag gradually merge, the color gradually clear, and the heart is excited.
With a "boom", the air flow surged, and the furnace lid was gushing up by the air flow.
Poof, Ming Zhongxin sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Dan furnace.