C12

The southern gate, Guo'er, walked out of the Hundred Blossom House. She looked at the color of the sky, then turned around and entered a small alley to the side before disappearing into the dark night.

According to Xiangyu, there was a small medicine shop near the Hundred Blossom House. Although the store was small, the ingredients were complete and the price was fair. Every time she was injured by Nanmen Yan in the past, Xiangyu would come here to buy herbs.

Although the Hundred Blossom House also sold medicinal herbs and they were much more numerous than a small pharmacy, South Gate Fruit did not mention anything about medicinal herbs when they were at the Hundred Blossom House.

Originally, the fact that a little girl went to buy a plate of elixir made people suspicious. After buying a jade Xiao Yu, anyone could tell that she was not a simple little girl after all. That would be too eye-catching and she did not want to attract too much attention.

Moreover, Baili Zhao and that person were not simple either. If they were to prepare everything they needed in the Hundred Blossom House, it would be equivalent to revealing their own background. This kind of behavior was very dangerous.

The southern gate began to move in circles. Finally, they came to a corner where they saw the small medicine store that Xiang Yu had mentioned. The Hundred Herbs Shop, it seemed, had quite a big name.

The moment South Gate Fruit'er entered, a strong medicinal fragrance assaulted her nose. The smell was thick and contained a trace of sweetness, causing one to be unable to help but want to smell it a few more times.

The shop was indeed very small, and its four corners were filled with countless shelves of medicinal herbs. In the middle, there was only a very narrow passage that could be passed through, and in a corner beside the door was a young servant. The servant was still young, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and was currently sleeping with his head lowered, completely oblivious to the arrival of Guo'er.

Nanmen Guo'er looked at the manservant before glancing around the room without leaving a trace. A trace of doubt flashed past her eyes. She hadn't made a sound just now, so how did the old man in the room notice her?

"I need a bag of silver needles. In addition, I need two of Snake Seed Grass, Gentian Leaf, Yellow Earth Branch, Heart Cleansing Grass, and Frost Grass. Five of Agarwood." Nanmen Guo'er paused before speaking.

That manservant was stunned as he looked at the Southern Gate's Guo'er with surprise. "Eh? This young miss is an alchemist?"

Nanmen Guo'er's expression immediately became stern as she turned her head to look at the manservant. When she saw the manservant's confused and curious expression, she frowned before slowly opening her mouth and saying, "No."

She wasn't an alchemist, but she had some knowledge of medicine. For example, she could make some simple things.

"Oh, so that's not the case. The medicinal herb that you want, I'll wrap it up for you right now." The servant chuckled as he moved between the medicine shelves. Before long, he had prepared two large packages of medicine and handed them over to Nanmen Guo'er.

Nanmen Guo'er looked at the herbs in her hands, paid the money, and walked out. Before she left, she looked at the room again with a puzzled look. For some reason, she felt that this shop was strange. The old man in the room gave her a strange feeling.

After thinking for a moment, there was no result. Thus, Nanmen Guo'er didn't linger and left with the herbs.

After Nanmen Guo'er had left, the boy sat back down on his chair. He looked at the direction Nanmen Guo'er disappeared to and laughed, then turned his head towards the room and said, "Master, what poison is she trying to poison? Why can't I see it? "

"You know that she's trying to concoct poison?" Suddenly, the old voice resounded once again.

"That's true. She's been by your side for so long, and she's pretty discerning. I just don't know what kind of poison she's planning to make." The manservant boasted as he flattered, "Master, you must know this. I think even if you use your toes to think, you can probably guess it!"

"Hmph, brat, when did you learn to think with your toes?" The old man laughed and scolded, then paused and said, "I think what she needs is snake grass, earth yellow branches, Yu Han grass, and bitter fruit. The ratio is one serving each, think about what kind of poison this one can make."

"This is …" The cold body poison is mainly numbing, but the effect is not strong. "

"Un, what about the Heart Cleansing Grass, two bitter fruits, and a gentian leaf?" The old voice asked again.

"Eh, this …" It's not really a recipe? " The attendant was puzzled.

"This is indeed not a recipe, but if you add a drop of blood to it, it'll be fine."

"What is it?" the manservant asked hurriedly.

"It's a prescription to nourish the poison. However, this recipe is far more difficult to concoct than ordinary poisons. The process is quite complicated." The old voice sighed. There was a trace of shock in it.

"Oh, so it's actually two sets of prescriptions. No wonder I couldn't figure it out." The valet shrugged.

"Hehe, just you? She purposely said that to disturb you. That little girl is very scheming, very capable, and very courageous. It's really not bad! "It's a pity …" There was a tinge of regret in the old voice.

"It's a pity that he isn't an alchemist …" Otherwise, he really wanted to take her as his disciple!

The servant agreed emotionally, "That's true, what a pity! If one wasn't an alchemist, it would be many times more difficult to make poison than an alchemist! However, this also meant that she was truly powerful. Sigh, what a pity! What a pity! "

The manservant sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and looked towards the direction that Nanmen Guo'er disappeared in with great regret as he shook his head. He looked at the helpless expression on his face and had the appearance of a master.

Suddenly, a jujube beard quickly shot out from the room and landed on the servant's back with a "pah" sound. Then, the old man angrily said: "You stinking brat, why aren't you practicing for me! You even put on an act! Look at him, even a little girl is stronger than him. If he goes out, don't call me your master, he's going to lose face! "

Before he could finish his words, the attendant had already begun fiddling with the medicinal herbs, causing the room to become completely silent.

Seeing that she had bought all the supplies she needed, she returned to the small courtyard. However, she did not know that at this moment, the small courtyard was surrounded by a group of men who seemed like guards, and Xiang Yu was being constantly whipped on the board.