"Don't be afraid, this is to remove the lower half of the lower head and print it on the paper at the same time." Zhao Fanan comforted Lin Qianqian, who had experienced this kind of thing for the first time, and brought the bowl containing the rooster's blood to the top of the rice paper.

While tilting the mouth of the bowl, he drank a chant, "When the rooster sings, the world will be white, and the eternity will be like a long night, let it go!"

The scarlet rooster's blood is like a blood line, constantly falling into the black footprints between the grain flour.

Halfway through the sprinkling, Zhao Fan flipped his wrist and the mouth of the bowl returned to being level with the ground. However, there was not a drop of blood left on the outer wall of the bowl, and it looked as smooth as if it had been washed.

The next moment, the fallen rooster's blood did not penetrate into the rice paper, but merged into the black footprints, turning its color into red and black. Then the footprints seemed to have turned into liquid, spread out, and their shape also changed greatly.

Finally, it was settled into three strange-shaped symbols, some of which looked like letters, and some of the strokes looked like tadpoles.

"It really doesn't hurt." The rice paper pressed by Lin Qianqian's hands was filled with the same black energy as before. This time she opened her eyes, but after seeing the black footprints, she no longer panicked when faced with the black energy, because

She felt that having Zhao Fan by her side gave her an indescribable sense of security. She looked sideways and asked in surprise: "Huh? Zhao Fan, the pattern of these footprints looks a bit like Thai characters?"

"Are you sure?" Zhao Fan said.

"I saw it before when I traveled to Thailand, and I can't admit it wrong." Lin Qianqian nodded.

Zhao Fan was moved in his heart and asked again: "When did you go?"

"About... a month."

"Then carefully recall, did someone give you something and then take it home?" Zhao Fan was almost certain that Lin Qianqian was targeted by the Nanyang head-dropping masters because of this trip to Thailand.

"Something?" Lin Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she remembered that she met a middle-aged beggar on the street. The photo hanging on his chest was of a young woman about her own age who had a skin disease. She felt that it was quite miserable, so she

I generously gave a thousand baht to the person who could speak Chinese. After thanking her profusely, I said my daughter was seriously ill and could not repay her, so I took out a beautiful small mirror inlaid with colored stones and gave it to her.

Lin Qianqian left the rice paper with her hands after the black air dissipated. At this moment, her upper body felt so comfortable that she could barely suppress a moan. When she stood up, she saw two more black fingerprints left on it, and asked: "Now, my

Have all the lower heads been removed?"

"Jiangtou is broken, but the lost Yangshou has not returned to its place, and the body is weak." Zhao Fan said truthfully: "However, I didn't come empty-handed this time. There are many medicinal materials in the sack, all of which are gifts for you.

Later, I will take some of them and make a pot of Vitality Pill first. After taking it, your body will regain its vitality and will no longer be limp. As for Yangshou, I will help you get it back."

"Alchemy?" Lin Qianqian's eyes were full of shock, and then she thought that even bowing her head really existed in the world, so she was relieved that Zhao Fan knew how to make alchemy. How could this scoundrel who claimed to be her man be extraordinary with his actions?

Zhao Fan followed the same method and sprinkled the remaining rooster blood on the second piece of rice paper. The black handprint turned into a stream of red and black liquid, which also turned into three characters.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Qianqian returned to her room and took out a storage box from the drawer of the corner cabinet. She opened the lid, picked up a mirror with colored stones on the edge, returned and told Zhao Fan about her experience of meeting a beggar in Thailand, and said

: "Here, that's it."

"Kindness has its own right, so let me handle this." Zhao Fan casually put the mirror into his trouser pocket without looking at it. He poured a large mouthful of rice wine into his mouth, then squatted down and pinched two half-inch-thick portions with both hands.

Then press the edge of the rice paper hard into the middle, and the two sides with the characters will be facing each other, and a lot of uncontaminated grain flour will fall on the ground.

Zhao Fan sprayed rice wine on the rice paper. After a few seconds, he separated the two pieces of rice paper, and all the characters on them disappeared strangely!

Lin Qianqian asked doubtfully: "Where are the Thai characters?"

Zhao Fan smiled mysteriously and said: "It's in my hand." After saying that, he spread a piece of rice paper on the ground, gently closed his eyelids, stretched out a hand and dipped the remaining rice wine into the paper and "circled around"

He started to draw, and finally his fingertips stopped, and he opened his eyes. Six yellowed characters appeared on the paper. They were the blood curse that had disappeared before, and they had merged into one!

Lin Qianqian's eyes widened as she watched. She was startled and said, "Are you... a god? Things that were originally missing turned out to be exactly the same after you drew them blindly!"

Rubbing completed.

Zhao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, folded the piece of paper and put it in his pocket and said: "To be precise, I am a Heavenly Master, with the bracket 'not yet a master' in parentheses."

"Heavenly Master..." Lin Qianqian vaguely felt that this title was quite consistent with the other party's mysterious methods, and seemed to have more meaning than a god.

Zhao Fan quickly cleaned up the mess on the ground, throwing away what should be thrown away and keeping what should be kept. Then he went to the sack placed in the corner, took out a black leather backpack, which was full of his magic items, and went to

He threw it casually on the bed, then grabbed the sack and started dumping it downwards. Every time something happened, Lin Qianqian would exclaim in shock:

"A wild ginseng as thick as a wrist? Three and a half?"

"Ah! Ganoderma lucidum as big as a basin?"

"This lump of gray and soft... Oh my god, the Gray Tai Sui is said to appear once in a thousand years!"

The Lin family owns an industry involving Chinese herbal medicine, and even the best medicinal materials are hard to buy. What appears in front of you can be called a rare treasure. However, Zhao Fan goes down as rudely and directly as if he doesn't want money.

Oh, what a waste of natural resources!

Can't you be gentler in your movements?

She was constantly confused: "In this day and age, does such medicinal material really exist? How on earth did he get it?"

Then, top-quality cordyceps and saffron, as well as many medicinal materials that she didn't recognize, appeared one after another. Although she had never seen them before, they definitely looked unusual. Until the sack was empty, the precious medicinal materials on the ground were piled up like a hill. Lin Qianqian said that beforehand

Even if I break my scalp, I would never have imagined that the dirty-looking sack actually hides bottomless things...

This is true low-key!

"It was finally emptied. It pressed me all the way, and now my shoulders are still sore. It's really troublesome." Zhao Fan kicked the hill of medicinal materials in disgust.

"Stop, oh no, stop!"

Lin Qianqian felt distressed and rushed over to stop him and said: "You are so prodigal, be careful of being struck by lightning. If you take any of them and put them in the outside world, they will be priceless and cause a huge sensation! Where did you come from? I'm really willing to give them all away.

Can I take it as a gift?"

"Oh, are you starting to take care of me before we get married? Then let's stop it." Zhao Fan said casually: "These are all dug from my medicine garden. Sometimes when the food is gone, I eat it directly. I originally

I still thought I couldn’t afford it, but this is what the poor have left. But thanks to them, I didn’t have any travel expenses when I came here, so I broke off half of the ginseng and exchanged it with the villagers down the mountain for 200 yuan to buy the train ticket.

."

Digging it in the medicine yard?

Eat it directly?

Half a ginseng for two hundred yuan?

"..." Lin Qianqian smiled stiffly, and said slowly with her lips: "Tianshi Zhao, as long as you are happy, please allow me to slow down for a while."

"If it's too little, my medicine garden still has more." Zhao Fan added.

Lin Qianqian felt like the world had been turned upside down. Her eyes were about to burst in shock as she said, "Is it true?"

"Why are you lying to me? But my uncle said we should not go back until we have a baby." Zhao Fan's tone was filled with helplessness.

"I'm alive!"

After Lin Qianqian finished speaking, she realized something was wrong. It was all because the medicinal materials the other party brought out had gone to her head. She quickly changed her words: "Uh, just kidding."

"Don't you know that if you keep joking, it will come true?" Zhao Fan squatted down and carefully selected a few medicinal herbs, and then said: "Let's have an in-depth discussion later, and do business first. Go get it for me.

Here’s a pressure cooker.”

In-depth... communication?

"Bah, I don't!"

Lin Qianqian blushed and said, "Why do you want a pressure cooker?"

"Alchemy." Zhao Fan was also helpless. When he left the mountain gate, because the alchemy furnace was a bit heavy, he didn't bother to take it with him. Now he could only settle for a substitute and deal with it first.

"What?"

Lin Qianqian was so frightened that she stared blankly at the precious medicinal materials in Zhao Fan's hand, as if she saw in her eyes that they would turn into a black paste in the near future, and she asked with trembling heart:
Chapter completed!