V1.Chapter 8 (1/2)

As soon as I stepped in, I was filled with the fragrance of medicine. Murong Qingyan was surprised to find that in this small room, there were many herbs that she had never seen before.

To be honest, the furnishings in the room are very simple. On one side of the room stood a wooden table and several stools. On the other side, they put on a lot of airs. There are all kinds of dried herbs on every shelf.

On the other side of the shelf, there are many small porcelain bottles. I don't know what they are.

Murong stepped forward and took down a small porcelain vase. A strong smell of medicine came to her nose. As soon as she picked her eyebrows, a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes. ”This is -”

”master, this is the pill.” One side of the small white group quickly opened his mouth to explain, ”these are the pills refined by the former master, there are even wine pills in it!”

”Former master?” Murong tilted his head and looked at xiaobaituan. He was a little surprised. ”Are you talking about the former owner of this space?”

”Mm-hmm!” Xiaobaituan nodded and continued to speak, ”the former master was a pharmacist, and he was also very successful in refining pills.”

”Where is he now?” Murong tilted his face, a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes, ”and what kind of person is he?”

After hearing Murong's question, xiaobaituan immediately began to recall it. However, no matter what he thought, there was no memory in his mind.

”What's the matter?” Murong Qingyan also saw something wrong with xiaobaituan.

”I don't know.” Xiaobaituan's eyes were all confused. ”I remember clearly that the former owner was a pharmacist. However, no matter how I think about it, it seems that I can't remember the slightest bit about his appearance, and many things have become very vague. ”