Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 162 I Almost Eat It

"Is Brother Bai feeling better?"

Han Yu smiled kindly when he saw the person coming.

It's rare to find such an honest person, except that he can't drink much.

"Much better. I was a little stuffy just now. I went out to get some fresh air."

Bai Bufen didn't look at Sikong Du, for fear of getting angry. Instead, he moved closer to Han Yu and started a conversation.

"Where are you from, Brother Han? You don't look like someone from the North."

Can you tell where she’s from by looking at her attire?

Han Yu glanced at the plain robe on his body and it seemed to make no difference, but he still replied with a smile.

"I am from the Southern Territory."

Bai Bufen's expression changed. Southern Border? Strictly speaking, Southern Xinjiang also belongs to the Southern Border, but it is east of the Southern Border, without so many mountains and rivers, so it naturally does not appear so barren.

However, there is no first-rate sect in the entire southern region; all of them are second-rate.

Otherwise, the Corpse Refining Sect would not have chosen the southern border as its location.

Then how did this person rise to prominence? It is unbelievable that he could rise to prominence without the support of a sect.

Or he is lying.

Sikong Du interrupted and said, "It doesn't matter where you are from. Once you enter the cultivation world and become a cultivator, the whole world is your home."

Han Yu agreed with this.

I have been wandering around all the time and I can't go back. If the people in my hometown saw me going back, they would really burn me to death.

This topic was too sad, so Han Yu decided to make himself happier.

"Master Sikong, I share the same aspirations as you. I have a pill to give you. I wonder if you are interested?"

Has the righteous way of life become so secular?
Giving away gifts at every turn.

Bai Bufen was stunned when he heard this.

Not only he was stunned, but Sikong Du was also stunned.

Do the disciples of these nine sects give gifts to people they like when they go out? The resources of this sect will be squandered.

While the two of them were thinking different things, Han Yu had already taken out the pill and placed it in his palm.

"After taking this pill, within 49 days, any serious injury or death can be cured immediately, but only once."

Han Yu looked relaxed, spreading out his palms and speaking casually.

"Really?"

"You really give it?"

Two voices were heard at the same time. Sikong Du threw up his sleeves and stood up, while Bai Bushen was stunned.

I have never even seen or heard of such a thing.

The two of them did not question the authenticity of the pill first, but instead questioned whether Han Yu really gave it to them.

To be honest, if it is a real elixir, then this thing is really good and can save lives at critical moments.

Besides, Han Yu's expression didn't look like he was joking.

Are all the things that the Nine Sects give to their disciples so good?

Sikong Du, who had always believed that Han Yu was from one of the Nine Sects, was almost crying with envy. He was so old that he had never even heard of such things, but he could just casually give them away.

Not to mention that he is greedy, even Bai Bufen is greedy. This thing can give him an extra life in disguise. It is simply a miracle drug.

"Really?"

Sikong Du asked again in disbelief.

"There is a small request."

Han Yu paused for a moment, then spoke.

This makes sense. Giving this kind of thing away for free would make you seem like a spendthrift.

But Han Yu’s next words made the two of them stunned again.

Han Yu said casually, "You are not allowed to keep this pill. You must eat it right in front of me."

"Why is this?"

Sikong Du asked in confusion, "Shouldn't such a good thing be eaten only when you are in trouble? At least you have to be beaten half to death before you eat it."

Ugh! It’s really hard to explain.

Han Yu thought about it and came up with an outrageous explanation, and spoke seriously.

"Because it will expire in six days, if I keep it I might as well find someone else who needs it."

It's bad enough that the drug's efficacy is outrageous, but there's also the damn thing about it being expired.

I have never heard of any elixir that has an expiration date. If you take it right away, it would be a waste of the elixir, which should come in handy at a critical moment.

If you eat like this and nothing happens within forty-nine days, you'll feel like you've lost something.

In order not to waste the pills, could I find someone to beat me half to death?
Sikong Du and Bai Bushen both had strange looks on their faces, as if they were thinking of the same thing.

"If you're not interested, I'll find someone else who is in need."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be interested, Han Yu simply took the pill back. This thing was only a short-term guarantee and it didn't matter who ate it.

Bai Bufen's brows furrowed and he almost cried out.

Ask me! Ask me! It doesn't matter who you send it to.

Sikong Du could look down on it, but he couldn't! A life guarantee within forty-nine days was also very attractive.

"How about I eat it?"

After some hesitation, Sikong Du suddenly seemed to figure it out, just like Bai Bufen thought, this was actually very attractive.

Han Yu could only reach into his bosom and take out the pill from his sea of ​​consciousness. When he was about to hand it to Sikong Du, he suddenly remembered that he had not yet told him about the side effects.

Just as he was about to tell his story, Sikong Du had already grabbed the pill.

Han Yu was about to stop them when a burst of hurried footsteps came closer and closer. Soon the door was pushed open and a palace guard walked in hurriedly.

He first glanced at Han Yu with a puzzled look, and then handed a letter to Sikong Du.

"I'm afraid your reward has arrived."

Sikong Du held the pill in one hand and took the letter and unfolded it in the other.

At the beginning, Quan Xiaotong roughly guessed that Sikong Du would most likely return empty-handed, and did not say much about it, only saying that he had other arrangements.

The detailed process was not something he, a garrison officer sent by the Inspectorate, could inquire about, so he did not delve into it and just continued reading.

What he saw instead was a phrase "national quintessence", followed by a round of greetings. He could even imagine the host of his post getting furious and cursing.

Especially since his request for reward was directly rejected, followed by a brief introduction, starting from the Quantai Mansion...

After a long time, Sikong Du's face stiffened slightly. When he saw the miserable condition of Lao Zhao in Zhanzhou Prefecture next door, he almost dropped the pill in his hand.

At the end of the letter, the two big words "Han Yu" were crossed out with a red cross, which was extremely eye-catching.

Quan Xiaotong’s meaning was quite simple: You brought this plague god back to Huaizhou Prefecture, and if anything happens in Huaizhou Prefecture, I’ll take your head.

"Is there something wrong again?"

Han Yu naturally noticed that there was something wrong with the other person's expression and asked.

Sikong Du put the letter back into his arms with a sullen face and nodded solemnly.

"Something has happened. It's serious. I have to go back to the garrison first."

After saying that, he actually ran away, leaving Han Yu confused. The sharp-eyed Bai Bushen suddenly caught a glimpse of a black pill on the table, and his eyes suddenly widened.

This idiot actually forgot about the pill. He glanced at Han Yu and reached out to take it, but his hand was only halfway out...

"It seems that Lord Sikong has really encountered trouble. He even forgot about the elixir."

Han Yu reached out and took the pill back, thinking of giving it to someone later, and then put it back into his arms again, which made Bai Bufen, who had half of his hand extended, very embarrassed.

"How about we stay together later?"

He invited Bai Bufen.

"Okay!"

Having missed the chance to obtain the miracle drug, Bai Bufen's heart was bleeding but he forced himself to smile...

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Sikong Du hurriedly left the inn, his face full of relief for surviving the disaster. He then raised his hand and slapped the other hand that had just held the pill.

I was almost killed by this greedy hand just now. According to the information from the Supervisory Office, the more powerful the effect of this Han pharmacist's medicine is, the more terrible the side effects will be.

If I were to give you the life-saving pill, wouldn’t I have to pay for it with my life?

He couldn't stay in the restaurant. He was not afraid of Han Yu. The fact that the Supervisory Office had not taken action against him proved that Han Yu had not done anything wrong.

But he was afraid that he would be like Lao Zhao and unable to control himself.

Old Zhao took the elixir even though he knew it had side effects. There's no guarantee that Han Yu will come up with some elixir that he won't be able to resist.

He doesn't trust himself!
After quickly returning to the garrison, the first order was immediately passed down.

"Whenever Han Yu comes to the garrison, tell him that I'm out on business."

After all, Han Yu really saved his life. He really didn't have the face to chase him away.

But hiding all the time is not a good idea. What if something big happens?
"If there is anything unusual with Han Yu, please report it immediately."

What’s a big deal? The landlord was too embarrassed to kick us out, so he had to leave this matter to me.

Do whatever you want!
Sikong Du had already made up his mind. He would stay in the government office for a few days and come out only after he figured out a way to send the person away.

(End of this chapter)