"Huh? Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Is this the elixir Hua Yuqiong gave you?"
When Cheng Yuqi heard Zhan Longhou's voice, he raised his head and looked at Zhan Longhou with some confusion. When he saw Zhan Longhou who almost jumped up with excitement, he became even more puzzled.
Why is grandpa... so excited?
Did he get the wrong elixir?
No, he remembered it was this small porcelain bottle.
"You brat, do you think Qiong'er gave this to you?" Zhan Longhou asked in shock.
He walked quickly to Cheng Yuqi's side, took the small porcelain bottle in Cheng Yuqi's hand, and carefully looked at the two rich and graceful fonts on the bottom of the porcelain bottle.
Ghost...sacrifice...
"Grandpa, if it's not very good, can I return it to him on Yinri?" Cheng Yuqi looked at the elixir in his hand and said with some reluctance.
After all, he found that this elixir was really useful for his injuries. Moreover, it made him feel physically and mentally comfortable, and the injuries no longer hurt.
But it’s still not good to always take other people’s things for free.
And Marquis Zhan Long, who had no time to pay attention to his grandson, was now very sure that the word on the bottom of the bottle was "Gui Si". Unexpectedly, Qiong'er's girl actually gave Qi'er a pill made by Master Gui Si!
This is a rare and priceless elixir!
"Bad boy, look what's written on this?" Zhan Longhou handed the bottom of the small porcelain bottle to Cheng Yuqi as if he had discovered some shocking secret.
"What other words can there be? Whose porcelain vase still says..." Cheng Yuqi looked at the bottom of the bottle disapprovingly, but when he saw the two words on the bottom of the bottle clearly, he couldn't help but widen his narrow eyes.
He said incoherently: "This is not... but this is not Yin Yin... the elixir of Master Gui Si..."
"Yes, it's Gui Si." Zhan Longhou shook his beard, Feiyang's mood had stabilized.
"Could it be..."
Cheng Yuqi touched his chin, frowned and looked at the elixir in his hand, "Could it be that the master who painted Yu Qiong is the master of ghost worship?!"
Nine times out of ten, this is the case. Otherwise, where did that guy Hua Yuqiong get so many pills all day long? And he just gave them away without feeling any distress at all?
Either he has a lot of elixirs, or he is crazy!
"Maybe." Zhan Longhou nodded, "Qiong'er has a good master!"
And this useless person in his family...
Alas, talking too much brings tears to my eyes.
"Grandpa, please quickly take out the elixir that Hua Yuqiong gave us before and take a look!" Cheng Yuqi thought of the elixir that Hua Yuqiong gave to us before and suddenly said.
"good."
With that said, Marquis Zhan Long took out a porcelain bottle from the storage ring and turned it upside down to reveal the bottom of the bottle.
Two pairs of eyes, one old and one young, one big and one small, stared straight at the bottom of the bottle, but the porcelain bottom of the bottle was as white as jade and the surface was smooth. Not to mention the words printed with a special mark, there was just a little scratch.
None.
The old man and the young man looked at each other. Zhan Longhou poured out a healing elixir from the porcelain bottle and compared it with the one in Cheng Yuqi's hand. He found that the two were the same.
Except for the shape of the one in Zhan Longhou's hand, which is a bit strange and irregular, and not as round as the one in Cheng Yuqi's hand.
An unknown emotion flashed through Zhan Longhou's eyes. He quickly put away the elixir and whispered to his grandson: "Elixirs like this are not easy to obtain outside. Remember not to publicize Master Qiong'er's affairs.
, Otherwise, it will definitely cause serious trouble!"