The car stopped in the western city of the imperial city. Longxu tried his best to stay and serve, but in the end he was still rejected by Jiang Yanling on the grounds that he was making trouble with people. When the car was far away, she walked around.

Gu Shengmaru was so uncommon, but it just appeared in her memory. Not only did she remember the name of the medicine, but she also remembered the taste of the medicine.

I wonder if the place where this medicine is sold will have anything to do with her memory.

"Auntie," she asked, stopping a woman selling vegetables, "do you know of any three-story pharmacy in the vicinity?" ”

"Come from out of town," the woman looked her up and down, and finally pouted in one direction, "Well, can't you see a tall building?" ”

Jiang Yanling also followed what she pointed at.

It was indeed a three-story building, and it stood out among the surrounding one-story and two-story buildings, and she saw it as soon as she came. The reason why she hasn't taken it seriously is because the eaves are covered with inky blue burnt glass, the vermilion pavilion sticks out of the building, and there is a big gold roof on the top, how do you look like a medicine shop......

"It's a drugstore." She confirmed.

"Yes," the woman squinted at the building, as if the luxury of the glass could blind her, "it was opened by the palace doctor." ”

For the sake of prudence, Jiang Yanling first bought a veil at the stall next to him, hooked it on his hair bun and hung it securely, before approaching the building.

After all, the plot of amnesia has always had nothing to do with ordinary people. It is not known whether the people and things related to the past are good or bad, so she has to be on guard first.

There were many people in front of the building, and a large number of ordinary people came in and out. She was also a little surprised - this building looked rich and extraordinary, but in fact, everyone did not refuse.

The little medicine boy who was receiving at the door saw her at a glance, and after hurriedly pointing out the way to the person in front of him, he greeted her: "This girl." ”

The little boy was small, and she saw a green dot under her nose snorting at her, so she stopped and glanced at it curiously.

Xiao Tong tilted his head and looked serious: "Girl's eyes, but it's the first time you come to Qi Zhenlou?" ”

Qi Zhen Building? She looked up at the plaque on her head, and the dragon flying and phoenix dance were indeed the three big characters of "Qi Zhenlou".

"Yes," she squinted and smiled, "how do you buy medicine?" ”

"I wonder what medicine the girl wants to buy? There are more than 100 medicine cabinets here for medicine, and if you say what you want, I'll point you to your medicine cabinet. ”

She thought for a moment, "If what I want to buy is...... What about Goo Sang Pills? ”

It's like openly asking a pharmacy if there is a sweat pill for sales, just don't know it, don't arrest yourself if you know. But seeing that this medicine boy is young, if he is suspicious or something, he will just fool the past with two nonsense sentences.

Xiao Tong was stunned: "What pill?" ”

"Gu Shengmaru."

"Gu ......" He wrinkled his brows and thought hard for a long time, but finally he was defeated, scratching his head and saying ashamedly, "The girl really asked me." I know all the thousands of medicines here, but I have never heard of the name of this medicine. ”

He thought about it again, and finally pointed inside, "Why don't you ask the people inside, maybe they know." ”

That's right, too. How can a rare medicine that takes a lot of effort to get come up with a casual doorman?

She nodded, "Thank you so much." ”

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There were many guests in the building, and they all carried a few medicine bags in their hands, and when they saw that she was dressed expensively but she was alone, they inevitably glanced at her twice.

But she didn't pay attention to these eyes. She looked left and right curiously, and felt that in addition to being a little bigger, this Qi Zhen Building seemed to be no different from an ordinary medicine building, and the people who came and went were all ordinary people, and she didn't know how to hook up with the original owner with a strange temperament.

On both sides of the spacious aisle are medicine cabinets, and the shouts of those who grab the medicine are mixed up, and the rest except for the chaotic footsteps is the sound of the silver entering the plate, which makes people a little annoyed to hear.

She didn't really come for the medicine, so she didn't ask anyone, she walked around slowly, but until she walked around the first floor, she still didn't feel any familiar.

When she had seen enough, she went up to the second floor.

The second floor is obviously much cleaner, at a glance, there are less than ten people in sight, and the medicine cabinets on both sides are not half-open and half-closed like the first floor, and the herbs that have not been caught are hung outside the drawer door, but are tightly closed, and even a copper lock is added to some doors.

Some of the slightly more precious medicinal herbs that may be sold. No wonder there are so many fewer people.

Looking at the long corridor that was not much different from the layout on the first floor, she lost the energy to explore the past all the way.

If you think about it, in her scattered memories, she often carried a short sword with her, but she never appeared in a place like a medicine building.

Could it be that I miscalculated, didn't the original owner of this body come here?

She sighed lightly, and was thinking about whether to go back or not, when a voice suddenly sounded behind her.

The voice seemed confused, anxious, relieved, and irrepressibly ecstatic.

"Ling'er?"

She thought that the other party was calling "Ling'er", she trembled with fright, thinking that someone from Mufu had come to arrest her, and she wanted to run away as soon as she sprinkled the girl, but the person behind her grabbed her wrist, and the strength was quite unsympathetic, and the pain made her feet weak, and she almost fell on the arm behind her.

"Let it go!" She screamed as she struggled.

The person behind her listened to her voice but seemed to be affirmed, not only did not let go, but also used another force on her wrist, turning her whole person around, and pulling her in front of her.

This man is very powerful, and he doesn't know how important it is. With a click, tears almost instantly burst into her eyes—she was pretty sure her wrist was dislocated, and the disconnected joint was still being held in her hand.

As she stumbled past in sharp pain, she heard the man in front of her take a very light breath:

"It's you."

The tone is soft and affirmative, a bit like a long-lost reunion of lovers.

However, before she could stand still, or even see his face, a hand suddenly grabbed her neck, and lifted her head high. Her whole body hung on that hand, and the breath that had not yet caught her breath was blocked in her throat.

The body finally settled. She opened her eyes wide and saw a carved beam painting of mandarin ducks and finches above her head. One of them, who didn't know whether it was a mandarin duck or a duck, happened to be staring at her, as if watching the good things that happened outside the painting.

The hand on her neck was straining, as if it was about to break her in the palm of her hand.

He opened his mouth again, reluctantly, and gritted his teeth.

"My little Ling'er."