Chapter 169 Drawing Closer

Zhou Ze never doubted traditional Chinese medicine, even when he was studying to be a doctor in his past life.

In fact, in China, there are many people who believe in traditional Chinese medicine, even if many people on the internet constantly criticize and denigrate it, they still hold a sense of awe in their hearts.

It is no exaggeration to say that traditional Chinese medicine has long been deeply intertwined with Chinese culture, along with Chinese martial arts.

However, this has given many people the opportunity to muddle through and take advantage of the situation.

Especially in recent years, many so-called miracle drugs and super effects, coupled with tai chi masters who can strike cows across mountains,

a group of people are preying on the public's recognition and trust in their own culture, and they have begun to frantically suck blood;

at the same time,

they have dragged both things into the bottom of their reputations.

Zhou Ze held the pill in his hand and twirled it between his fingers. He had to admit that it was well-made in terms of appearance, and it even had a medicinal fragrance.

"Boss, so does that mean I was cheated?"

The old Taoist didn't feel bad about the money, since he just bought one to play with. Eight hundred yuan wasn't much to him.

He just found it novel. After being pointed out by his boss, he immediately said:

"Damn it, why didn't I think of that before? Why sell hell money? We should sell Taoist Nine Revolution Golden Pills!

They can even enhance yang, and the cost is just a Viagra pill plus a sugar bean."

"Don't do things that lack virtue. Some people's physical condition doesn't allow them to eat this."

"Hehe, I was just mentioning it casually, casually. This poor Taoist hasn't been live streaming for a while."

The old Taoist hadn't been live streaming for a long time. Zhou Ze remembered knowing about the old Taoist when he was running the bookstore in Wuzhou National Square. At that time, he was considered an internet celebrity.

"You've made enough money, so you're not doing it anymore?" Zhou Ze asked curiously.

"How could that be? You can never earn enough money. This poor Taoist has been specializing in Douyin recently.

According to my observation, after these short video apps became popular, they've attracted a lot of people who read novels and watch live streams. At least in the next few years, this thing should continue to be very popular."

"Huh?"

Zhou Ze said with some surprise:

"You're already doing it?"

"Of course, I've been doing it for a long time. I film a short video with Hou Zi every day, killing all those cats and dogs selling cuteness.

But later, I almost got into trouble."

"What happened?"

"Damn it, the police came to me, saying I was suspected of illegally capturing a national protected animal, and they wanted to confirm whether my monkey was a golden monkey."

"Heh."

"Boss, the room is cleaned up, and the clothes are also tidied up. Do you want to change into a new set of clothes?"

Yingying walked over at this time. She was wearing an apron around her waist and had her hair tied in pigtails, looking very delicate and cute.

"No, these are quite comfortable to wear."

"Okay, what's this, a pill?"

Yingying pointed to the thing between Zhou Ze's fingers and asked.

"Ah, this is to enhance…"

After meeting Zhou Ze's gaze, the old Taoist's voice immediately weakened.

"A new style of coffee mate. Keep it. When Lawyer An comes back from Sichuan, add it when you make him coffee."

"Okay, Boss."

Yingying took the pill.

The old Taoist muttered, "If Lawyer An knew, he would definitely be moved to tears."

Suddenly,

Zhou Ze sniffed,

and asked:

"What's that smell?"

The old Taoist also looked around, sniffing, and said:

"It does seem like there's a smell, a burning smell."

Yingying also raised her head at this time,

and said with suspicion:

"Boss, it seems to be coming from upstairs."

Zhou Ze and the old Taoist looked up together.

Sure enough,

at the position of the ceiling,

a layer of white smoke was swirling around.

Who else was up there?

"Damn it, is Xu Niangniang trying to burn down the house!"

The old Taoist immediately "exploded."

He had spent so much thought and energy to redecorate the bookstore. Everyone had just returned and moved in for less than a day, and if it was burned down, the old Taoist would be so depressed that he would spit out old blood!

Zhou Ze immediately got up and walked upstairs, with the old Taoist and Yingying following closely behind.

At this time, in the "vegetable garden" next to the bookstore,

Blackie was sitting in a wheelchair reading a book. She was also wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

At this moment,

she took off her glasses and looked up,

and said:

"You should provide some protection, don't really burn down our house. It wasn't easy to grow so many crops, it would be a waste to burn them."

The zombie, with only a head above the ground, still had his eyes closed, but after hearing Blackie's words, he slowly nodded.

In the next moment,

vines extended from the underground position and quickly窜了出来, following the wall all the way outside.

From the outside, there was nothing unusual about the bookstore, but the inside of the bookstore, whether it was the walls, the floor, or even the ceiling, was covered with dense vines.

As soon as Zhou Ze went up to the second floor, he saw vines appearing under his feet, taking the lead in "occupying" all the rooms on the second floor faster than him.

Water droplets began to seep out of the vines,

a bit like drip irrigation,

but at this time,

it was the most effective and most solid fire prevention measure.

"Now we don't have to worry about the fire department coming to check,"

the old Taoist said with emotion.

Zhou Ze didn't stop and walked to Xu Qinglang's door. Indeed, the smoke was coming from his room.

"Is he researching new barbecue flavors?" the old Taoist guessed.

Zhou Ze reached out and pushed open the door.

Immediately,

an even more浓郁 and terrifying cloud of white smoke窜了出来 from the room, really giving off the feeling of a dam opening to release floodwaters.

Zhou Ze waved his hand, but the white smoke seemed endless and could not be dispersed at all.

To be precise, the rate of dissipation was far less than the rate of aggregation.

Moreover, through the smoke, you could see that it was smoky and fiery inside, with flames flashing constantly.

"Old Xu? Is there a problem?"

Zhou Ze shouted inside, but he didn't rush in directly.

He still had this much trust. Zhou Ze didn't believe that Xu Qinglang would do something to burn down the house for fun.

"Boss, should we go in?" Yingying asked from the side.

"Go in and take a look, Boss," the old Taoist said anxiously from the side.

Zhou Ze shook his head, "Let's not disturb him."

This was a great deal of trust.

Then,

soon,

Zhou Ze realized that he had been slapped in the face,

a faint cry for help came from inside:

"Save… save… me…"

It was Old Xu's voice!

This time, Zhou Ze immediately rushed in. In the midst of the white smoke, Zhou Ze found Old Xu lying on the ground, his entire face suffocated and turning purple.

Without daring to hesitate any longer, Zhou Ze carried Xu Qinglang out, and then all the way down, shouting to the vines:

"Can you vent the smoke?"

This was just a habitual attempt, but something unexpected happened to Zhou Ze. Yellow flowers immediately bloomed on the vines, and these flowers began to extract air.

For a time, the billowing white smoke was sucked in by these numerous flowers, like countless small high-powered range hoods operating crazily.

This is possible?

The white smoke in the room quickly dissipated for the most part, and it was no longer as choking as before.

Zhou Ze moved Xu Qinglang to the sofa downstairs and leaned him against it. After a long time, the scary purple color on Xu Qinglang's face faded, and he slowly opened his eyes, and then began to cough frantically, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

Boss Zhou was really worried that Xu Qinglang would just cough and pass out like this.

Fortunately,

after coughing his heart out for a while, Xu Qinglang finally stopped, panting non-stop, with a flush on his face.

"What were you doing in there just now?"

Zhou Ze asked.

This wasn't a question of whether or not the house would be burned down, this was almost killing himself.

"I used a secret method to find his exact location,"

Xu Qinglang answered weakly.

"Secret method?"

"He taught it to me."

"Is it that awesome? A global positioning system?" The old Taoist smacked his lips on the side.

Xu Qinglang glanced at the old Taoist and slowly said, "This can only sense the few people closest to you."

Speaking of this,

a self-deprecating smile appeared on Xu Qinglang's face.

His master and him were indeed among the closest people to him. This had to be said, it was also a very dark irony.

"Then, the result?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"The bigger the smoke, the closer he is to you. The smoke will materialize and guide you in some directions. If the other party is also concerned about you, it can create a connection in the dark."

Hearing these words,

Zhou Ze's eyes narrowed,

the old Taoist's mouth was wide open,

and even Yingying's expression changed.

The bigger the smoke,

the closer the distance,

then that means,

that master…

Xu Qinglang bit his teeth, mustered his spirits, and said:

"So,

he's in Tongcheng,

even,

he might be in this district,

even,

this street,

or,

near us!

He's here,

he's been here for a long time,

no,

he's actually been waiting for us for a long time."

Xu Qinglang grabbed his face tightly with both hands,

His originally fair and beautiful face was almost distorted and contorted at this time,

looking extremely ferocious,

his voice began to tremble,

you could hear boundless fear in his words, but also unexpected surprise,

"Hehe, he's here, he's finally… here!"

…………

"This is your medicine, please take it. Remember, it's twice a day, morning and evening. There are also some taboos during the medication period. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to see the small print on the instructions, so I transcribed them all onto this piece of paper."

"Thank you, thank you so much, miss. I'm really grateful."

"You're welcome. Take care on your way. Be careful on the road, and I wish you a speedy recovery."

Fangfang handed the small bag containing the medicine to the old man in black clothes standing in front of the counter.

The old man was wearing a very simple wool cap and a black呢子 overcoat. After paying, he took the medicine and walked out while continuing to express his gratitude to the warm-hearted Fangfang.

After walking out of the pharmacy,

the old man stopped,

turned his head,

and looked at the bookstore behind him.

When he saw the billowing white smoke emanating from the windows on the second floor of the bookstore,

a meaningful smile appeared on the face hidden under the wool cap.