Hearing this, Feng Jiuyi's face was serious, and he looked at Old Lin and said, "Of course this is for medicinal purposes. He said that he wants to prepare an antidote for cold toxins. I have to take these medicines back to study and study."

Hearing this, Old Lin was a little puzzled: "But the properties of these medicines are not suitable for antidote to cold toxins!"

"Old Lin, don't you understand this? But all medicines have the effect of regenerating and suppressing each other. Although I haven't been able to prepare them yet, there is nothing wrong with taking them back for research." She said solemnly. It was a righteous and awe-inspiring gesture that stunned Old Lin.

"Then, do you need anything else? There are medicine tools and the like in the pharmacy. If you need it, come to me."

When she heard this, she squinted a pair of radiant eyes: "Old Lin, you are such a good person. Don't worry, I will come again if I don't have enough medicine. Naturally, I will find you if I don't have any medicine. Let's go. Come on! Take me to pick some to use."

She patted Old Lin on the shoulder with the good attitude of the two brothers, and went downstairs with him.

That night, Feng Jiu made a scar ointment in her independent courtyard.

And on the other side, the main courtyard

Lin Laozheng reported all the medicinal materials from Fengjiu's medicine building today to the Hell Lord. After that, he said: "It's just that the subordinates find it strange that none of the medicines can cure cold and poison, but the ghost said Those medicines are available."

"Ghost?" The Hell Lord glanced at Old Lin, the end of his voice slightly picked.

Old Lin was taken aback for a moment, and wondered: Why doesn't the master seem to be grasping the point?He was reporting that the precious medicinal materials had been taken by the boy. The master didn't say a word after listening for a while, but he had a reaction after hearing the boy's name.

At the moment, I didn't dare to think about it anymore, so I had to respectfully say: "Yes, he said that the young man called him a ghost."

"Go down!" The Hell's hand stroked his hand and motioned him to withdraw.

"Master, those medicine..."

"Give it to him if he wants."

"Yes." Hearing this, Old Lin stopped speaking, bowed out after a salute.

After sitting for a while, after drinking two glasses of wine, he stood up and walked out. He was walking outside, but he unknowingly walked out of the boy’s yard and looked at the room. The light was still on, and the figure reflected on the window paper was walking back and forth, moving momentarily, he stepped in.

Feng Jiuzheng in the room was humming a little song happily, while applying the newly developed ointment to her face in the mirror, thinking that her face would recover soon, and the depressed mood of being caught here finally got Soothing.

"Take Benjun's medicine just to get this ghost?"

"Wow!"

Suddenly the sound coming from behind startled her, she jumped up and turned around instinctively, and saw the Hell Lord who did not know when he came in, standing there with his hands and looking at her with interest.

"This can also be scary. Obviously, I have done too much wrong." He raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man with a black and green ointment.

Seeing that it was him, Feng Jiu exhaled softly, patted his chest with one hand, and said angrily: "I said Lord Hell, you won't sleep at night, why are you here for me? Come and run! But what about making a fuss like a ghost floating in silently? It's not like scaring people?"

Seeing him staring at her fixedly, she subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her body: Although she was wearing a white shirt, she was still wrapped in her breasts, her breasts were flat and not showing up!