The square-faced child hesitated for a moment, looked up at the handyman disciple, and asked, "Senior brother, didn't you say that each person has three bottles of Yuan-Pui Yuan Dan, a total of thirty pills? I...I only have twenty-seven pills."
"What are the twenty-seven? The pills inside are all installed by me, there is no way they can go wrong!" the handyman disciple said swornly.
"But there are really only twenty-seven in here. If you don't believe me, count them!" the square-faced child whispered.
"What are you counting? Didn't you see that I was busy? If you want, just bring the elixir and get out!" The handyman disciple opened his eyes, slapped his palm on the table with a bang, and roared loudly.
road.
This movement frightened the square-faced child to tremble. Looking at the tall handyman disciple in front of him, he hesitated for a moment. The square-faced child lowered his head angrily and said no more.
When the other children saw this, they also shrank their necks and the smiles on their faces froze.
Immediately afterwards, another child with a square face also received three bottles of elixirs.
Walking to the side, the square-faced child also started to check. At this glance, his face immediately turned into the color of prunes.
But when he raised his head and glanced at the handyman disciple, he saw that the square-faced boy silently put the elixir back into the bottle without making a sound.
Su Twelve stood behind the crowd and saw all this.
He clearly saw that the square-faced child poured out only twenty-five elixirs from the medicine bottle. Among them, two were waste elixirs, and the remaining elixirs were gray in color and were all low-grade elixirs.
Su Twelve frowned slightly and said nothing. But this man's behavior reminded him of Ergou's father who always mixed good food with bad food every time someone came to the village to collect food and cut corners.
Soon, all six children received their own elixirs.
However, after checking each other, the six children all looked sad and lowered their heads, as if they dared not speak out in anger.
Of these six children, the worst one only received twenty Yuan-Pui Yuan Pills, and three of them were Waste Pills.
At this time, it was the turn of Zhu Hanwei, who was second to last.
The handyman disciple glanced at Zhu Hanwei's identity card and grabbed three bottles of elixirs.
"Senior brother, I am Zhu Hanwei, the son of the mayor of Huilong Town. You have worked hard to distribute the elixirs. This is just a small thing and disrespectful." Before the handyman disciple could hand over the medicine bottle, Zhu Hanwei took it out from his arms in a hurry.
He put a piece of silver on the table with a smile.
The silver was as big as a baby's fist and looked heavy, at least fifty taels.
When he saw the silver, the servant disciple's eyes flashed.
Squinting his eyes, he raised his hand and skillfully put the ingot of silver into his sleeve.
A handyman disciple like him has no hope of practicing cultivation. What he can do is to get more money so that he can go back home from the mountain and enjoy the wealth in the world.
Looking at Zhu Hanwei again, the handyman disciple had a smile on his face and his attitude suddenly became friendly.
"Junior brother, there is no need to be so polite. The peak master entrusts me with this important task, and I will not let him down."
"You are a very good boy. If you work hard, you will definitely achieve great results in the future."
With a smile and a few words of encouragement, the handyman disciple took out three porcelain bottles from his arms and handed them to Zhu Hanwei.
"Senior brother, don't worry. If I really succeed, I will definitely not forget you." Zhu Hanwei nodded hurriedly.
After saying that, he took the medicine bottle and walked aside to check it quickly.
Among the Peiyuan Pills in his bottle, there are two smooth and round pills, which are actually top-grade pills. The rest are also bright in color, and they are all middle-grade pills. There are thirty pills in total, not one is too much.
, one grain is a lot.
Seeing this scene, several other disciples' eyes widened and turned red with envy.
Su Twelve glanced at it, but he was not envious. The Peiyuan Pills tempered by the mysterious pill furnace were all top-quality pills, countless times more precious than this one.
However, no matter how small the ants are, they are still meat. These elixirs were distributed by the sect and belonged to him.
Between emotion and reason, he had no reason not to accept it.
Holding the identity card in his hand, Su Twelve also walked up to the handyman disciple.
At this moment, the handyman disciple returned to his impatient look, and his eyes quickly glanced at the identity card. He glanced at Su Twelve with a disdainful look, pursed his lips and muttered.
"Su Twelve? The boy who replaced Chen Xi in guarding the abandoned alchemy room?"
"You kid is really lucky. You can live for such a long time in a place like that! Here, here are your pills." As he said this, he rolled his eyes, took three medicine bottles from the corner of the table, and threw them away roughly.
To Su Twelve.
Su Twelve frowned, a little unhappy, but he was not here to cause trouble and did not have an attack.
After taking the medicine bottle, he hesitated for a moment, then opened it and took a look.
This sight immediately made him feel angry.
Three bottles of pills, only fifteen Peiyuan Pills in total.
And the most annoying thing is that these fifteen pills are all black and emit a foul smell.
This is not a magic elixir, it is clearly a useless elixir.
In the yard, several other people were preparing to leave. When they saw the pills received by Su Twelve, they all showed gloating smiles.
Originally, I was a little envious of Zhu Hanwei. Now that I saw someone who was countless times worse off than them, my uncomfortable mood suddenly became much better.
"Senior brother, what do you mean?" Su Twelve stared at the handyman disciple in front of him and slapped all the waste elixirs in his hand on the table.
He has a mysterious elixir furnace and doesn't care if it's a useless elixir.
But he couldn't swallow this breath.
If there are only one or two waste elixirs and two or three are missing, then forget it.
But now, half of the elixir is missing, and the rest are all useless elixirs.
He also has a mysterious alchemy furnace now, but what if he doesn't have an alchemy furnace? These elixirs will probably ruin his path to immortality!
"What do you mean? Boy, why did you bring these waste elixirs to my place?" The handyman snorted coldly, folded his hands on his chest, and asked.
"Didn't you give me this useless elixir?" Su Twelve frowned and asked coldly.
"What did I give you? Boy, I think you are crazy! This is the elixir pavilion, not the useless elixir room! You want to slander me? This is not a place where you can cause trouble?" the handyman disciple said with a bad look on his face.
Then he started to threaten.
He didn't dare to deduct too much from other disciples, but he really didn't pay attention to Su Twelve, a loser who guarded the useless alchemy room.
However, he really didn't expect that Su Twelve would dare to resist and question him in turn!
And he had just handed these waste elixirs to Su Twelve, and now he directly refused to acknowledge them.
Su Twelve was dumbfounded by this operation.
Isn't this just playing rogue?
"Trouble? Since you said so, I can only ask the peak leader to comment!" Su Twelve said coldly.
"Looking for the Peak Master to comment? Do you think the Peak Master will have time to deal with you?" The handyman disciple sneered, as if he was convinced of Su Twelve.
"Peak Master doesn't have time, but I think Senior Sister Xiao Yue will have time." Su Twelve did not flinch and said calmly.
He didn't want to waste too much time here. It was undoubtedly the simplest and most trouble-free way to ask Xiao Yue to handle this matter.