Chapter 172

"He is who you are."

The drunkard answered immediately: "Then who am I?"

"You're asking too much." The man seemed a little impatient.

"If the transaction still wants to continue, obey my arrangement."

The drunkard looked at the small medicine bottle in front of him, clenched his hand hanging by his side slightly, as if he was struggling and hesitating in his heart.

After a while, he looked at the man and expressed his position: "I am a doctor, and I will not kill people."

"Heh..." The man smiled sarcastically: "That's not what you said when the transaction was made. Why, it's only been a few years, and you have developed feelings for them? Can't bear it?"

"..."

Seeing that the drunkard didn't answer, the man didn't care: "Don't worry, I won't touch anyone in Wuyuan."

"You'd better do what you say." The alcoholic finally reached out and caught the small medicine bottle in front of him.

Then open it directly and pour a grain into the palm of your hand.

A blood-red pill the size of the tip of a little finger.

The drunkard took the pill without the slightest hesitation.

"How long will it take for this thing to disappear?" It is a hidden danger if this thing stays on the body.

"About ten days, be more careful these days."

The drunkard didn't answer any more, turned around and left the alley with the small medicine bottle in hand.

Looking at the figure of the drunkard leaving, the man smiled softly, as if he was in a good mood.

Mu Han, Ace, and Gu Sheng are still short of the last one.

"The person you asked to find, have you found it? Don't delay my plan." He suddenly said in a calm voice.

"Wow~" the blood crow on his shoulder responded.

"Find me as soon as possible."

"Wow~"

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On the second day, Jun Moyan was woken up by Wen Xiaoai's paw.

He dreamed again last night, exactly the same dream as the night before.

It's just that when he got closer to the River of Forgetfulness and looked at the corpse of the ghost in the river, he was much calmer than the previous time.

When he got on the bridge, it was so cold that he could hardly walk normally.

But he still endured the cold and came to the other side of the bridge.

He heard the heavy footsteps and saw the "monster" coming towards him.

It came in front of him, and got down on its stomach.

Jun Moyan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it again, but before his hand got close, just like the previous time, Wen Xiaoai pulled him back to reality.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai stood on his chest, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, as if Jun Moyan hadn't recovered yet.

Why are you sleeping late again?

Don't you need to eat breakfast on time to grow your body?

If you do this again, I will punish you to stand in a corner.

Jun Moyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, he came back to his senses, and looked at the little milk cat on his chest.

He raised his hand and touched its small head, then hugged it and sat up.

After sitting on the bed for a while, he got out of bed to wash up.

Wen Xiaoai wasn't very hungry, so she waited for Jun Moyan to wash up and went downstairs together.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw the drunkard walking in from the door.

The drunkard yawned, saw Jun Moyan, and greeted him: "Morning."

"It's already noon." Jun Moyan responded lightly.

"Hehe..." The drunkard laughed dryly before entering the dining area.

Jun Moyan followed Wen Xiaoai in his arms.

At the dining table, the alcoholic was eating, glanced at Jun Moyan, and said casually: "Why, I don't look very energetic, didn't sleep well last night?"

"Well, I've been dreaming."

"What dream?"

"It's a strange dream, I can't explain it clearly." The scene in the dream appeared in his mind again.

The drunkard stretched out his hand and put a small medicine bottle in front of him, then continued to eat with his head down, and said, "Soothe the nerves, it's very effective."