The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

In the following days, Feng Zhuyue lived at the bottom of the cliff very apologetically, and got along very happily with the little old man. Feng Zhuyue found that the little old man was an out-and-out drug refining fanatic. When he practiced, he was so happy that he couldn't find the north, and then he devoted himself to his medicine.

Feng Zhuyue once asked what his name was.

Because he said that his elixir is hard to find, so it must be very famous.

But what the little old man said made her completely stupid.

"Can not remember!"

Feng Zhuyue almost went crazy, what does it mean not to remember, is there anyone who can forget her own name?

But thinking about it later, the little old man's obsession with pills is not surprising even if he forgot his name.

In the next ten days, Feng Zhuyue lived with apologies, but her ability to live by herself was a little stronger, because among these people, she was the only one who knew the skills of life. The little old man was so old. I don't pay much attention to food. I usually pick some wild fruits and store them in the medicine refining place. Whenever I want to eat, I just eat one.

Some wild fruits are directly moldy.

Feng Zhuyue really didn't want to meddle in his business, but it was quite pitiful to see him alone and helpless with an old man, so every time he went out hunting by himself, he would bring back a copy for the little old man.

If you say that he doesn't pay much attention to food, he can't wait to gobble up the food Feng Zhuyue brought back every time.

It can be seen how long he has not eaten normal food.

Feng Zhuyue rolled her eyes helplessly, this period of time was actually the happiest time she had ever lived, she didn't have to think about anything, she didn't have to do anything, all she had to do was wait quietly.

The ten days are like a flick of a finger, just an instant, and it has passed.

When thick white smoke was emitted from the cauldron, the little old man jumped up excitedly: "It's done, it's done."

Feng Zhuyue hurriedly walked over, excitedly watching the changes in Zilong Cauldron.

The little old man glanced at the change in Feng Zhuyue's face, and smiled faintly: "Little girl, you haven't told me why you refine figs!"

Feng Zhuyue gave him a blank look, and said: "You just refine your elixir, don't worry about what to do."

She won't tell him the reason, even if she doesn't want to say her name, she won't say it either.

The little old man curled his lips. After getting along with him these days, he also knew that this little girl was not someone to be messed with. old man.

The little old man sniffed aggrievedly: "You don't know how to respect the old and love the young."

"That's right!" Feng Zhuyue took it for granted, "I'm young, you should let me order!"

The little old man was helpless, so he didn't want to say any more, this girl's lip-smacking skill is not ordinary, he hastily said solemnly: "I'm going to turn on the furnace, witness the miracle happen!"

The corners of Feng Zhuyue's mouth twitched. How could this sentence be similar to the one said by the magician Liu Qian, "The next step is to witness a miracle"?

But Feng Zhuyue is still looking forward to the refining of figs.

In fact, Feng Zhuyue also knew that the little old man was definitely a man of dignity, because figs were not ordinary elixirs, they were god-level elixirs, and only god-level pharmacists could refine them.In the following days, Feng Zhuyue lived at the bottom of the cliff very apologetically, and got along very happily with the little old man. Feng Zhuyue found that the little old man was an out-and-out drug refining fanatic. When he practiced, he was so happy that he couldn't find the north, and then he devoted himself to his medicine.

Feng Zhuyue once asked what his name was.

Because he said that his elixir is hard to find, so it must be very famous.

But what the little old man said made her completely stupid.

"Can not remember!"

Feng Zhuyue almost went crazy, what does it mean not to remember, is there anyone who can forget her own name?

But thinking about it later, the little old man's obsession with pills is not surprising even if he forgot his name.

In the next ten days, Feng Zhuyue lived with apologies, but her ability to live by herself was a little stronger, because among these people, she was the only one who knew the skills of life. The little old man was so old. I don't pay much attention to food. I usually pick some wild fruits and store them in the medicine refining place. Whenever I want to eat, I just eat one.

Some wild fruits are directly moldy.

Feng Zhuyue really didn't want to meddle in his business, but it was quite pitiful to see him alone and helpless with an old man, so every time he went out hunting by himself, he would bring back a copy for the little old man.

If you say that he doesn't pay much attention to food, he can't wait to gobble up the food Feng Zhuyue brought back every time.

It can be seen how long he has not eaten normal food.

Feng Zhuyue rolled her eyes helplessly, this period of time was actually the happiest time she had ever lived, she didn't have to think about anything, she didn't have to do anything, all she had to do was wait quietly.

The ten days are like a flick of a finger, just an instant, and it has passed.

When thick white smoke was emitted from the cauldron, the little old man jumped up excitedly: "It's done, it's done."

Feng Zhuyue hurriedly walked over, excitedly watching the changes in Zilong Cauldron.

The little old man glanced at the change in Feng Zhuyue's face, and smiled faintly: "Little girl, you haven't told me why you refine figs!"

Feng Zhuyue gave him a blank look, and said: "You just refine your elixir, don't worry about what to do."

She won't tell him the reason, even if she doesn't want to say her name, she won't say it either.

The little old man curled his lips. After getting along with him these days, he also knew that this little girl was not someone to be messed with. old man.

The little old man sniffed aggrievedly: "You don't know how to respect the old and love the young."

"That's right!" Feng Zhuyue took it for granted, "I'm young, you should let me order!"

The little old man was helpless, so he didn't want to say any more, this girl's lip-smacking skill is not ordinary, he hastily said solemnly: "I'm going to turn on the furnace, witness the miracle happen!"

The corners of Feng Zhuyue's mouth twitched. How could this sentence be similar to the one said by the magician Liu Qian, "The next step is to witness a miracle"?

But Feng Zhuyue is still looking forward to the refining of figs.

In fact, Feng Zhuyue also knew that the little old man was definitely a man of dignity, because figs were not ordinary elixirs, they were god-level elixirs, and only god-level pharmacists could refine them.