Underworld exchange group

Chapter 16 Competitors
When he asked Qian De to re-accept him as an apprentice, Zhang Fan's heart was far from calm as he seemed, and his pupils glistened by the candlelight, revealing his extreme longing.

He wanted too much money to accept him as a disciple again.

naked.

Make no secret.

Qian De asked again: "Aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Fan replied firmly: "I was really scared just now, but now I am not afraid anymore."

But Qian Dezhong still shook his head: "You are very courageous, you have good aptitude, and you are easy to learn, and you have taken the 'Awakening Pill', so you were originally an excellent disciple, but it's a pity that I don't have time. We'll be leaving in a few days."

When he said to leave, Zhang Fan knew it meant death.

leave this world.

But Zhang Fan still had to put on a suit and asked without knowing, "If you want to go, where are you going?"

Qian Dezhong said: "Leave, go to a far away place, and never come back."

The judge is a civil judge and has to stay in the underworld.

Zhang Fan said, "You can take me with you."

Qian Dezhong's complexion changed when he heard the words, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, of course he knew that his lifespan was coming to an end, and he could live for more than 20 days at most. He had already told him in a dream before that he would be named a seventh-rank spiritual official after his death.

Although this matter is secret, it may not be known by others. You must know that a seventh-rank spiritual official has the right to appoint a ghost official, which is quite powerful. Although it is just a ninth-rank ghost messenger, it is also a majestic spirit. The so-called official career begins with a single step, and it is not impossible to be promoted to the rank of immortal official in the future, so there are many places to spy on ghosts.

He did not rule out that Zhang Fan had learned from somewhere that he would become a seventh-rank spiritual official after his death, and deliberately approached him.

Just thinking about it, Qian Dezhong felt that he was worrying too much.

He knows how to exorcise ghosts. After giving Zhang Fan the "Awakening Pill" that day, he sent a little ghost to follow him. The purpose was to worry that Zhang Fan would throw the "Awakening Pill" as an ordinary pill. He is indeed just an ordinary urban white-collar worker. He graduated from the Department of Computer Science two years ago and joined the Qin Corporation as a programmer. An ordinary white-collar worker should have no way of knowing such a confidential matter.

But he never expected that what he considered to be highly confidential would be posted on the bulletin board as an announcement of the chat group in the underworld. Everyone knew that every time Zhang Fan clicked in, the announcement would automatically pop up.

Qian Dezhong has a lot of yin and virtue, and Yu Yangshou was granted the title of "seventh-rank spiritual official" after his death on a certain day.

Zhang Fan would feel annoyed every time he had to close the bulletin.

Qian Dezhong smiled: "I can't take you there, someone is already there."

Hearing that someone was there, Zhang Fan felt disappointed for a while, thinking that it must be Lao Lin whom he met in Tongrentang. Seeing the extremely disappointed expression on his face, Qian Dezhong couldn't bear to say, "Well, if, You are really interested, although I can't teach you, but I can give you the books on humane medicine and ghost medicine from my Qian family."

With these medical books, Zhang Fan can learn by himself, but he missed this opportunity to reach the sky, and he was still very disappointed after all, but after all, he still has a chat group in the underworld, and there is still a chance in the future. Qian Dezhong left such an important thing to him This was considered a great grace to me, so I hurriedly got up and saluted him: "Thank you, Doctor Qian..."

After Qian Dezhong left, Zhang Fan tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

So I took out my phone again.

The chat group was also quiet, and no one was online. However, there were thousands of chat records. Zhang Fan clicked on it to read the chat records. Basically, Yao Lao was explaining how to refine medicine.

Zhang Fan wanted to refine Juling Fangdan, and patiently read every sentence very carefully, and there were animals who asked questions under some complicated difficulties, and Yao Lao would answer them one by one.Looking at the chat records in detail, it is like the elder Yao personally teaching Zhang Fan how to refine medicine, and he has a preliminary understanding of medicine refining.

The next day is the weekend...

When Zhang Fan came out of the house, he saw Qian Dezhong talking and laughing happily with an old man in the yard. The person who came was Lao Lin whom he had met in Tongrentang. His relationship with Qian Dezhong was indeed very close.

Seeing Zhang Fan coming out, Qian Dezhong waved with a smile and said, "Zhang Fan, come here, let me introduce you. This is Lao Lin, Lin Chongyang. You have seen him before. He is a famous entrepreneur and he is also good at chess." He said to Lao Lin, "Little friend Zhang Fan."

Zhang Fan hastily bowed to Lao Lin: "Mr. Lin..."

Lin Chongyang squinted his eyes and responded lightly.

Qian Dezhong can only seal a ghost messenger, if it is awarded to Lin Chongyang, Zhang Fan will not be there, and vice versa.

Lin Chongyang regarded Zhang Fan as a competitor.

After all, Zhang Fan saved Qian Dezhong's life.

Seeing Lin Chongyang's attitude, Zhang Fan felt a little happy. What does this mean? It means that Lin Chongyang's throne may not be 100% owned by Guichai. It seems that Qian Dezhong didn't promise him.

After breakfast, Qian Dezhong took them into the medicine garden, "Xiaofan, don't you want to study medicine? When I was young, my father told me to take medicine first, so you should take medicine first too. "

After Qian Dezhong finished speaking, Zhang Fan felt Lin Chongyang's cold gaze.

I fork, what are you looking at, I have never seen a handsome guy!

Zhang Fan said, "Well, Doctor Qian, what is this..."

Qian Dezhong: "This is..."

"What about this?"

"Return that..."

"What is that..."

After walking around in the medicine garden, I went to the gazebo.

There are also a lot of things inside, some picked medicinal materials, and a long table made up of five or six medicinal stoves, all of which are black charcoal. There is a strong smell of medicine.

Are you decocting medicine?
Zhang Fan suddenly thought of it and said, "Dr. Qian's injury hasn't healed since the last injury?"

Qian Dezhong smiled and waved his hands: "This is not a traditional Chinese medicine for myself, it is a elixir. Do you remember the pill I gave you? It is this kind of elixir. It’s a hundred and eight thousand miles away.”

After speaking, he walked into the gazebo to carefully check the fire of the medicine stove.

They are all tiny fires.

Zhang Fan studied Yao Lao's chat records all night yesterday, and he was very interested, so he immediately followed in.

While checking, Qian Dezhong said, "Old Lin, how about that Lu Qingxin Pill?"

Seeing that Qian Dezhong ordered Lin Chongyang to do things, Zhang Fan felt strange. Speaking of which, Lin Chongyang and him were close friends and peers, and Qian Dezhong said that Lin Chongyang was a famous entrepreneur, that is, a rich boss. People of high status should not assign him. What's more, looking at the medicine stove is a technical job. Zhang Fan now sees that the fires are all similar, and he doesn't know how to distinguish them.

Lin Chongyang responded, and went to see the furnace of medicine, and reached out to lift the lid of the medicine.

Zhang Fan remembered that Yao Lao said that the lid of this medicine cannot be opened at will, and can only be opened at a specific time, otherwise the medicine's properties will volatilize, which will greatly affect the efficacy of the medicine, so he blurted out: "Don't open it."

How could Lin Chongyang listen to him? If he didn't move, I would.

Qian Dezhong also looked over when he heard the sound, it was too late to stop it, Lin Chongyang had already lifted the medicine cover.

A strong smell of medicine wafted out, it smelled very fresh, and my mind was cleared up a lot.

Qian Dezhong said anxiously: "The ointment has not solidified yet, why did you lift the lid of the medicine? Once you open it, the properties of the medicine will evaporate, and the effect will be much worse, or even completely useless. , I should have told you, since you want to learn how to refine medicine, you must put your heart into it."

Lin Chongyang was reprimanded by Qian Dezhong, his old face was flushed, and seeing Zhang Fan's smirk, he gave him a hard look.

Qian Dezhong was also in a moment of anxiety, and now he realized that his tone was a bit too strong, and Zhang Fan was present, so he played a sloppy eye, exposed the matter, and said to Zhang Fan: "What did you do just now?" You know you can’t open the medicine cap.”

Zhang Fan said: "I used to decoct medicine for my mother, and the doctor said, before the medicine is decocted, try not to lift the medicine cover..."

Qian Dezhong said with a smile: "That's right, that's right..." Then he went to work on other things.

Zhang Fan's eyes were attracted by another batch of medicine, he moved closer to smell it, and scraped off a little ointment from the medicine stove. The color was black and transparent. He shook his head and said, "No, it shouldn't be." Panacea.

Lin Chongyang walked up to Qian Dezhong's side and whispered something in his ear, Qian Dezhong changed his expression and looked at Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan, what are you saying, that I made a mistake in refining the elixir?"

(End of this chapter)