Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 47

Under the setting sun, Wu Mingkong rode a donkey with a carrot hanging from the front, and left the capital just like that.

In the inn, Xiaoer looked boredly at the official road with no one outside.

"Man, come to a guest room and take my donkey to the back to wash and feed it." Wu Mingkong called out from outside the inn.

Seeing a guest coming, Xiao Er hurriedly got up and yelled: "Here we come, please come inside, guest officer."

After speaking, he took Wu Mingkong's donkey and led it to the backyard.

Wu Mingkong ignored it, and went straight to the counter. The shopkeeper had been idle for a long time, and it was rare for a customer to come, so he was a little enthusiastic: "Guest officer, please show the directions."

Lu Yin, Wu Mingkong also has this thing, which is the ancient version of the ID card.

After Wu Mingkong took it out, after registering with the shopkeeper, he took Wu Mingkong upstairs.

"The guest officer may need dinner, and the shop also provides it."

Wu Mingkong waved his hand: "No need, I'm too shy, I brought my own dry food."

He was perfunctory, but in fact he didn't want to eat it, did he really think that the food outside was the same as the special food in Qin Tianjian?
The shopkeeper didn't force himself, his eyes were sharp, and he didn't know how many people who traveled here and there.

Is Wu Mingkong really short of cash?
As far as Wu Mingkong's clothing and skin are concerned, he doesn't look shy in any way, not to mention the donkey. The shopkeeper has seen it. The authentic Guanzhong donkey has a smooth and shiny coat. It looks like it has been carefully fed. This price is much more expensive than ordinary good horses.

The shopkeeper speculated that it might be a child from an aristocratic family or a sect who came out to practice, but he didn't delve into this matter. Those who run an inn can only keep it open for a long time if they are less curious.

Anyone who wants to inquire about anything, either has someone behind him, or his family is ruined.

"Guest officer, take a break, the hot water will come soon." The shopkeeper withdrew from the door.

Wu Mingkong stopped him: "This is the rent."

After speaking, he threw out a small piece of silver, and the shopkeeper raised his hand to catch it and said with a smile, "Guest officer, this is too much, too much."

"A lot? Not a lot, I'll take the rest to the pharmacy to pick up these medicinal materials. If it's not enough, I'm looking for it. If it's too much, it's a tip." Wu Mingkong took out the list he had prepared a long time ago.

He is preparing to refine poison.

"Come on, sir, please wait a moment." The shopkeeper closed the door with the silver.

She rubbed her hands a few times happily, and suddenly found that there seemed to be words on the silver, which were half-scattered dry words.

The shopkeeper was startled: "Official bank? It seems that he has been carefully served. It looks like this trace is new silver that has just been twisted. Could it be an official from Enke? , Forget it, it’s better to take care of you.”

Soon the shopkeeper bought the medicinal materials that Wu Mingkong wanted. These medicinal materials that Wu Mingkong wanted were actually normal medicinal materials, and basically the pharmacy would have them in stock.

"Colorless and odorless, it works quickly, and can corrode the outside world, so let it be."

As he said that, Wu Mingkong directly shattered all the medicinal materials, stirred them, and burned them with the palm fire hand used for alchemy, and then aroused the thin vitality of heaven and earth.

With such a flick, Wu Mingkong quickly took out a porcelain bottle, sucked all the burning gas into it, and immediately put the cork on the bottle.

In such an instant of effort, Wu Mingkong successfully poured the bottle upside down.

This thing is actually very useful. Cover a few nano-robots on the porcelain bottle, throw it out and use the nano-robots to hit the target with the porcelain bottle, and then detonate the porcelain bottle to poison the enemy.

Wu Mingkong thought this idea was very good, and then he was speechless.

"Why don't I just let the nanorobots drill into the enemy's brain through the nose and ears, and then deal with the opponent directly."

"It's okay if you don't enter the brain and enter the heart. Why should I refine the poison with a brain? Not only is it troublesome to carry, but also pay attention to accidental injury."

This is embarrassing for Wu Mingkong.

"And if you use poison, won't your reputation be bad..."

Then Wu Mingkong changed hands and began to refine various healing medicines. He was going to be a positive person, such as a miracle doctor.

Wu Mingkong has enough yin things, not to mention nano-robots, but Wu Mingkong's "Zhizhenyaolun" has enough yin and yang disorders, and the four symptoms of temperature, cold, damp and heat, and Wu Mingkong still attacks from a distance. After the trick, it is even more unknown.

It was already late at night when it was refined, the inn had already boarded the board to thank the guests, and the rest of the tenants had already gone to bed.

Wu Mingkong put the last Rejuvenation Pill into the porcelain vase, only to hear a rapid knock on the door of the inn.

"Shopkeeper, open the door, open the door quickly." The voice was very strong, and it sounded like a burly man.

It's just that the little girl came a little later, and the door of the inn was kicked open, which immediately caused a loud noise.

Wu Mingkong was not frightened, he knew about it a long time ago, and when he came, he put a nano-robot in the lobby of the inn.

Wherever he goes now, a nanorobot is placed every 100 meters. Fortunately, the production of nanorobots is fast, and everything can be used as production materials, otherwise it would not be enough to cause trouble.

The person who came was a burly man with a young man on his back. There were a few sharp arrows sticking out of the young man's back. Wu Mingkong looked carefully, and it seemed to be a powerful crossbow.

Looking at this style, it should be privately made, not official.

"Hero, hero, what are you doing in this inn instead of looking for a doctor?" The shopkeeper hurriedly said, closing his coat and holding an oil lamp.

The tone was that he didn't want the two of them to stay here. With this appearance, it seemed that he had caused some trouble. If he chased him to the inn, wouldn't it be bad luck for him and the inn as well.

"This inn is really unlucky, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape."

Not to mention that Wu Mingkong could hear the sound of horseshoes in the distance, just the images and sounds from the relay base station of the nano-robots he dropped along the way, Wu Mingkong knew a group of menacing people.

"Tianhai Pavilion is doing business, idlers go away."

The leader rode his horse straight into the inn, then tightened the reins, and looked down at the two of them: "Sequoia guest Zhang Bin, you can't escape, hand over my traitor from Tianhai Pavilion, I spare you from dying."

"I don't know who it is, so it's you, a bastard, a mere little guy with a five-layer tempered body. If your master comes, I can still be afraid a little bit, and it's up to you." He was merciful, but his body was very honest, and he didn't make a move at all, just because of the powerful crossbows in the hands of those Tianhai Pavilion disciples behind.

Facing the crossbow, he was able to dodge it, but the young man he rescued had no choice. Unless he was an outer gang level that could release his true energy, he would still be able to dodge the crossbow. Some risky.

"Building a powerful crossbow privately is a violation of the law."

(End of this chapter)