Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

"have no idea."

"have no idea?"

Tuo Yu'er nodded seriously: "Yes, the Winter Bureau is very mysterious, and we don't know much about them even internally."

She must be from the Autumn Bureau... Qin Ning stared at Tuo Yu'er's wild features and pondered to himself.

"I've said everything I can. I don't know why you're coming to this Drunken Flower Pavilion. But as your older sister, I have a piece of advice: don't come to this Drunken Flower Pavilion again for the next two months..."

That's all I can say.

Something is clearly about to happen here... What she told me should already be considered a violation of the rules.

"Yes, thank you. I will not set foot in the Drunken Flower Pavilion again for the next two months."

Qin Ning wasn't one to ignore advice. Besides, there were so many ferocious creatures in the city; there was no need for him to risk subduing this one first.

Besides, the other party has already run away.

It's even uncertain whether it's still on the nearby red-light district.

After they had talked about everything they could, they sat in silence for a while.

After a moment, Qin Ning finished his tea and kindly reminded him:

"You should go and rock the bed."

"Why aren't you going!"

"It's not like I'm the one lurking here."

"you!"

Tuo Yu'er was furious, but in the end she had no choice but to compromise and walk towards the bed curtains.

The next day, at 3:45 AM.

Qin Ning pushed open the door with a radiant smile and slowly walked downstairs. His face was beaming with joy, which amazed the pimp who was left downstairs.

He had never seen any of his patrons emerge from his room so energetically after being at the Drunken Flower Pavilion for so long.

A moment later, the pimp's expression of surprise deepened.

Tuo Yu'er walked out of the room looking exhausted, which was unprecedented!

That "beastly thing," she made me shake the bed for most of the night, saying that the sound helped people sleep!

Tuo Yu'er was filled with resentment. She leaned on the railing, wanting nothing more than to go back and catch up on her sleep.

Enjoying the admiring gazes of the pimps and servants, Qin Ning walked towards the entrance of the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

Upon reaching the door, he smiled, turned around, waved to Tuo Yu'er who was perched on the second floor, and then turned to leave.

Return to Fulai Inn via the same route.

As soon as he stepped across the threshold, he saw a familiar figure in moon-white robes leaning against the counter.

"Winter Cherry Blossom?"

"You're finally back. Didn't you stay at the inn last night?" Feng Hanying greeted her, her fair and slender hand gliding over the five copper coins at her waist, revealing a steaming oil paper package in her palm.

"Here, I brought you some meat buns. This is the best in Dongcheng."

Qin Ning smiled and took the oil paper package. Inside were two large, white meat buns with oily skin, steaming hot.

"Thank you for your kindness. I went to a brothel yesterday to take care of some business, so I didn't come back to spend the night."

He was so honest that Feng Hanying didn't even realize it for a moment.

"Oh, you went to a brothel... Hmm, what did you do there?!" Feng Hanying's smile remained on her face, but her thoughts were already racing.

What can a man do at a brothel?

But he's so good-looking, why would he need to go to a brothel?

Could it be that he went to practice medicine? After all, he is a healer, and he had to practice medicine during the few days he stayed in Blood Rain Fortress.

Yes! He must have gone to practice medicine!

"You went to practice medicine?"

"no."

Qin Ning handed a large, fragrant meat bun to one of the little black cats on her shoulder, and said with a serious expression that she had given it a no.

Feng Hanying's lips twitched. She really wanted to get the bun back from the other person's hand. It was a big meat bun that cost twenty coins!

Qin Ning took a bite of the steamed bun, enjoying the pleasure of the oil spreading in her mouth: "What are you thinking? I had important business to attend to at the brothel, it's not what you think."

After thinking for a moment, he decided not to reveal that Sister Aman was at the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

First, Feng Hanying had no idea that Aman had asked her to find her older sister.

Secondly, the young lady Tuo Yu'er has a special identity; she is a member of the Sichen Guard and is infiltrating. Not mentioning this might also be a form of protection for Feng Hanying.

"You didn't go out to have fun?"

Qin Ning pointed to her face, saying with extreme confidence, "If I wanted to, would I need to pay to go to a brothel to solve it?"

Well, those words did convince Feng Hanying.

She hesitated for a moment and then pulled Qin Ning to a corner in the lobby of the Fulai Inn. The two of them casually found an empty table and sat down.

"I showed the insect corpse to my master, and she said that it was neither a method of witchcraft nor a method of poisoning. On the contrary, it was an insect used in a very special cultivation path from overseas."

Qin Ning raised an eyebrow in surprise. As the saying goes, "An elder in the family is a treasure." He hadn't expected that Feng Hanying's master would be so knowledgeable.

He even has knowledge of overseas spiritual paths.

"This worm, kept inside a person's heart, absorbs the life force of the person it inhabits, providing a boost in crucial moments. At the same time, the life or death of the person it inhabits is entirely in the hands of the worm's keeper. My master is still consulting ancient texts for the specifics, but she may not have time recently."

Feng Hanying paused for a moment, then continued, "...I'll be helping my master lately, so I probably won't have much time to see you. Once I'm done with this, I'll take you to see [All Things]."

After finishing the last bite of her steamed bun, Qin Ning asked curiously, "What's wrong? Do you need any help?"

Feng Hanying smiled and shook her head: "It's good that you have the intention, but a seventh-grade acupuncture technique probably won't be of much help."

"The eldest son of Prince Su fell ill with a strange disease more than half a month ago. He can only be awake for one hour a day, and spends the rest of the time in a coma. The seventh-rank acupuncturist at the Liangyi Medical Institute is helpless. My master, as a half-guest of the Prince's mansion, is preparing to refine a batch of ancient pills to see if he can cure the young prince's strange disease."

The miscellaneous can also refine pills... No wonder she used to take out replenishing essence pills like she was taking out candy beans.

Qin Ning pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of something else.

The path of cultivation of the Miscellaneous School is unique, as it combines the strengths of various schools. That is to say, among the many cultivation systems, there must be one that excels in alchemy.

I don't know if he is a doctor, a practitioner of Yin-Yang philosophy, or someone from the Taoist sect I belong to.

Qin Ning received limited information during the ordination ceremony, and currently only understands the seventh rank of his own cultivation path.

"Well... can you do me a favor? Do you know any reliable dental clinics?"

"I plan to buy a small courtyard house, the front of which can be used for medical practice, and the back where people can live."

There are five ferocious creatures in Bei'an City, one of which is extremely dangerous. Qin Ning realized that he would likely have to stay here for some time.

In that case, we can't stay at the inn forever.

Moreover, the current Taoist cultivation path is progressing slowly, and it will take at least two months to fill the life essence in his Qi Sea.

During this period, it's best to take a two-pronged approach: improving physical fitness through medical practice while simultaneously replenishing the body's vital essence.

"It's nothing."

Feng Hanying borrowed paper and pen from the counter, wrote a note, and handed it to Qin Ning: "Go to the fifth house on the left third street, find a man surnamed Zhang, and show him this note."

He hurriedly bid farewell to Feng Hanying.

Qin Ning asked for directions twice before arriving at the address on the note.

The old man, dressed in a coarse gray robe and wearing a melon-shaped hat, stared at the note for a long time, then looked at Qin Ning, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"I've been working with Miss Feng for so long, and this is the first time I've ever heard her say she'd give someone a discount."

Sure enough, you can't go wrong with her when it comes to anything related to money... Qin Ning told the old man her requirements.

The other person pulled out a thick booklet, flipped through it, muttered to himself for a while, and pointed to a registered entry.

"This place best suits your needs, young master. It was formerly a medical clinic, with a front hall and a back courtyard. It is adjacent to the Xiao'an River and located in the area where the residential buildings in the east of the city are concentrated. The layout and everything is complete. The price is also not expensive, only 80 taels... Is that right?"

The old man hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's because the previous owner's clinic couldn't stay afloat that they had to sell this house."

Although the other party did not say it explicitly, Qin Ning understood that the old man was afraid that he would be uncomfortable with it.

Although I don't know why the other party went bankrupt, I have no costs for practicing medicine... Qin Ning smiled and said, "It's alright, take me to have a look tomorrow afternoon."

As for why it's tomorrow afternoon...

That's because he planned to keep watch outside the mysterious wealthy businessman's house today.

The sun rises high in the sky and continues to set in the west.

Qin Ning sat at the tea stall and drank five bowls of coarse tea, then wandered around the nearby streets countless times.

Finally, a sedan chair arrived and stopped in front of the mansion.