Because he was eager to treat Xiaoqi's injuries, Han Ming did not stay too long in Mailun.
Following the route map given to him by Mailen, Han Ming hired a carriage and rode a bumpy ride to the outskirts of Di Du.
"Excuse me, where are you going?"
The driver of the carriage turned around and asked.
"Chaillard's Castle."
When the carriage driver heard this, he quickly stopped the carriage on the side of the road.
"What's wrong?" Han Ming asked in confusion.
The coachman looked extremely frightened, and begged with a grimace: "Sir, what are you doing there? I beg you, come down, I don't dare to take you there. It's not far from the castle, if you can walk by yourself
, and can be reached quickly.”
"Why?"
Han Ming was confused. But seeing that the coachman kept begging him but refused to take another half step, he was unwilling to embarrass him any more and jumped out of the carriage with Xiao Qi in his arms.
Everyone Han Ming met along the way was so frightened that they ran away as if they were running for their lives when Han Ming asked about Chalard's castle.
Han Ming reluctantly took out the map and looked at the place marked on the map. In front of him was a barren mountain and ridge, and the terrain was very difficult to identify.
In desperation, I could only groping forward little by little. It was not until dusk approached that I finally discovered the small castle in a corner at the foot of the mountain.
The entire building is made of huge stones, and the roof has a typical spire design style, giving it a rich magical atmosphere.
There are many small herb lawns in the spacious front yard.
As soon as Han Ming walked into the front yard, he smelled a strong medicinal fragrance.
After looking around, Han Ming found that there was not a single servant in this small castle.
It seems that the old guy named Zhairad should live alone.
Han Ming walked through the front yard and pushed open the castle door.
The simple wooden door creaked open as Han Ming pushed it open.
There was a stronger medicinal aroma and a strange, slightly musty smell wafting inside the castle.
Han Ming walked around the castle when he suddenly heard a strange laughter coming from a small room.
He hugged Xiaoqi and walked towards the hut. Through the brightness of the magic lamp coming from the hut, he saw that the house was very crowded with many utensils of different shapes and rows of herb racks.
In front of a long wooden table, an old man wearing a tattered magic robe was holding a crystal vial and laughing loudly with a shrill voice.
"Excuse me……"
Han Ming said softly, interrupting the old man's laughter.
"Ah! You came just in time!"
When the old man saw Han Ming, his eyes suddenly lit up and he walked quickly towards Han Ming.
"Come on! Drink it!"
As the old man spoke, he put the crystal vial to Han Ming's mouth.
Han Ming gently pushed open the crystal bottle and said, "I'm here..."
"It doesn't matter what you're here for, just drink him first, quickly!"
Han Ming looked at the old man in front of him inexplicably, staring at him expectantly.
"This is……"
Han Ming hesitated. This old man was really weird. He didn't even know who he was. He made him drink strange things when he saw him.
Seeing Han Ming's hesitation, the old man suddenly became unhappy and shouted: "A grown man, what are you doing with such a mother-in-law? If I ask you to drink it, drink it quickly!"
Han Ming had something to ask for, and it was not easy to refuse. Before coming, Myron repeatedly told him not to make this old guy unhappy, otherwise things would be in trouble.
Han Ming had no choice but to take the crystal bottle and shake it in front of his eyes. He saw that the crystal bottle contained half a bottle of dark green liquid.
"Drink, drink..." the old man said expectantly.
Han Ming gritted his teeth, raised his head and poured all the liquid in the crystal bottle into his mouth. He was afraid that the liquid was something terrible and did not dare to drink it. He quickly pretended to cough, turned around, and secretly used
The magic power completely froze the liquid, changing into different shapes and sliding into the stomach.
The ice formed by his extremely powerful magic power will not dissolve at all. Even fire can hardly melt it, let alone worry that your own body temperature will melt the liquid in your stomach.
After doing this, Han Ming slowly turned around.
"How's it going!? How do you feel?"
The old man asked cheerfully.
Han Ming pretended to smack his lips and said, "Nothing special?"
Hiss~~
The old man took a small breath of cold air, lowered his head and said to himself: "It can't be done, it shouldn't be done! How could this happen? Why hasn't it changed? Could it be that my prescription was wrong?"
When Han Ming heard this, he quickly asked: "What changed?"
The old man looked Han Ming up and down and said, "Wait a minute."
After saying that, the old man ignored Han Ming and turned around to start tinkering on the table again.
Han Ming did not dare to interrupt the old man, so he could only wander back and forth boredly.
Touching here and there, looking here and there, there were rows of strange things on the herb shelves, some of which were herbs, some of which were insects, and some of which he had never seen before.
Han Ming reached out to touch a small ceramic vessel in front of him.
"That's the saliva of ghouls. If you don't want your hands to turn black, just touch them."
Han Ming was startled by the old man's sudden voice and quickly retracted his hand.
Looking at the old man again, he didn't even turn around.
Han Ming shook his head and looked around again, but this time he did not dare to touch anything easily.
After half a day, it had completely darkened and entered the night, but the old man still had no intention of stopping.
Han Ming sat on the stool boredly. After a few days of non-stop sleepless nights, he could no longer hold on. It would have been fine if he didn't sleep. He could meditate, but he kept treating Xiaoqi's injuries.
He didn't even have a chance to meditate, and now he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.
"Give him a drink. It will save his life for a while, but he won't die." The old man threw a small crystal bottle over without looking back.
Han Ming took it over in surprise and thanked him repeatedly. He opened the stopper of the crystal bottle, and a strong breath full of vitality came to his face. Han Ming had a perception of vitality far beyond ordinary people. He immediately knew that this potion was very beneficial to Xiao Qi.
I mean, it's really going to be effective.
He gave Xiao Qi some potion and gently laid him flat on a bench. Han Ming stayed by his side for another half an hour, and saw that Xiao Qi's breathing became more and more stable, with only two occasional coughs.
Relax.
"I see that you haven't slept in a few days. You must have been using healing techniques on that little baby day and night. Go to bed quickly. You have to test the medicine on me in the morning." The old man said.
Han Ming nodded, slowly sat down next to Xiao Qi, leaned on the stool and fell asleep.
He didn't know how long he had slept before Han Ming was pushed awake by the old man.
What caught his eye was the excited gaze of the old man.
"Do you want to save that kid? No problem! Drink this and stay with me for a while. As long as you can satisfy me, I will save this kid."
As he said that, the old man handed over another small crystal bottle.
Han Ming gritted his teeth. Since he could use water magic, he was not afraid of the danger of this potion. He immediately raised his neck and drank the potion.
When the potion slid down his throat, Han Ming used magic power to freeze the potion.
"Oops!"
Han Ming secretly screamed. How could he be so careless? His mind was a little confused after sleeping, and he actually froze the potion in front of the old man. It was over. This old guy was a fourth-level magician. He didn't add it himself.
If you do this to hide it, the other party will definitely notice it.
Han Ming looked at the old man in surprise, but saw the old man staring at him with a smile.
"Okay, good boy, you have courage!"
Han Ming was panicking. He didn't know whether the old man was saying that he had the courage to take the medicine, or whether he was saying that he had the courage to lie to him.
"Come! Have another drink!"
The old man brought over another small bottle.
Han Ming gritted his teeth and drank another gulp. This time he quickly pretended to cough and froze the potion.
"Do you know what you just drank?"
The old man asked with a smile.
Han Ming shook his head blankly.
The old man chuckled and said: "That is a potion that I mixed with flame grass and various other medicinal materials. I thought I would have no chance to use it in this life, but I didn't expect to meet you, a water magician, and your
Water magic is quite weird. The frozen potion you just... seemed unable to melt even with fire?"
The old man revealed the secret to Han Ming, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud in embarrassment: "No way, you really know how to joke."
The old man stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction: "The last bottle of potion is not an ordinary thing, it is what I use to dissolve the thousand-year ice soul. No matter how powerful your water energy is, it will be dissolved when it encounters my potion.
Yes, come to think of it, the two potions you drank earlier have begun to dissolve in your stomach."
When Han Ming heard this, he stood up with a loud sound and asked nervously: "Then what exactly did you give me to drink?"
The old man smiled and stroked his beard and said, "Do you think I am a boy or a girl?"
"What!?"
Han Ming was a little confused when the old man asked him, did this old guy test medicine all day long and drink himself into a mental illness? Is he a man or a woman? What kind of question is this? You are obviously an old man.
"To tell you the truth, I turned out to be a stunningly beautiful woman, but then... alas..."
The old man said and sat down with a sigh.
Han Ming listened to the old man's crazy talk and found it interesting, so he listened carefully to what the old man said.
"A long time ago, I accidentally made a magical potion, but at that time, all the servants in my castle were gone. Half of them died after trying the potion on me, and the other half were afraid.
, ran away. So I had no choice but to try the medicine myself, and guess what happened?"
The old man's eyes sparkled. After observing the expression of seeking knowledge he wanted on Han Ming's face, he continued with satisfaction: "As a result... I became a man!"
"ah??"
Listening to the old man's words, Han Ming's jaw almost dropped.
First, no wonder everyone was scared out of their wits when they heard that they asked about the old man's residence. It turned out that this old guy always tried medicine on others and killed many people.
Second, he was originally a female? Then he became a male? This is too fantasy.
The old man chuckled and said: "Everything I said is true, alas... speaking of it, I have been working hard for decades to turn myself back into a woman, but I have never succeeded. Because I was inadvertently configured to become a woman.
The potion that allowed me to transform contained an extremely rare medicinal material that can no longer be found. In order to find a substitute for this herbal medicine, I tried countless medicinal materials. Finally...guess what?"
Han Ming shook his head helplessly. This old man really loved telling stories to others, and he would even withhold information for others to guess. Apparently it was because no one had been with him for so long. Han Ming began to feel a little pity for this old man.
The old man's eyes exuded incomparable energy, and he said happily: "Finally, I succeeded! A few days ago, I successfully turned a male deer into a female. Haha, God is really helping me!"
Hearing this, Han Ming's face suddenly turned pale. He had a vague premonition and asked in a trembling voice: "But...then..."
The old man smiled proudly: "Then you came, and I gave you that potion to drink."
"What!?" Han Ming was so frightened that his soul flew away.
"Originally, I saw that you haven't changed, and I thought that my potion failed again. I thought that the potion could only be used on non-human animals. But I just discovered that it turns out that you secretly sealed the potion in ice.
I prepared another potion overnight that has the completely opposite effect. This is the second potion you drank."
"Ah! Changed! Changed! Haha, changed!" The old man pointed at Han Ming's face and clapped his hands happily.
Han Ming's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he felt that his breathing was not smooth. His vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
After some time passed, Han Ming woke up slightly.
"Why does my head hurt so much?"
As soon as Han Ming was born, he was immediately stunned. He found that the voice he spoke just now was obviously much sharper, and it was completely a female voice.
"Here, mirror, go and see for yourself."
The old man chuckled.
Han Minglu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his head was buzzing, and he felt an extremely bad premonition in his heart.
Come to the big floor-to-ceiling mirror.
There was a loud bang in Han Ming's head. He felt that he could no longer think. He felt that his world was over.
In the mirror, there is a fair-skinned woman. This woman has a soft and handsome face, especially the two big bulges on her chest, which lift up his clothes and gently hold them.
Her slender waist, snow-white smooth and tender thighs form a devilish figure, and her long black hair hangs down on her crystal clear shoulders, making her look extraordinarily heroic.
"Your mother... this... this is a big joke..."
Han Ming was so panicked that he opened the waistband of his pants and looked between his legs...