Chapter 2 Drug Testing

Half an hour later.

Chen Luo looked at the mangy dog ​​kicking its legs on the ground and felt something was wrong.

“Is it the wrong dosage?”

Chen Luo was a little confused. He only gave the mangy dog ​​a small sip, and then the guy became like this. He kept lying on the ground kicking his legs, and he didn't know if he was going to die. If he couldn't figure this out, he really wouldn't be able to explain it when his uncle came back later.

"Dahua, wake up, chicken legs are here!"

Chen Luo tried to shout twice, but Dahua seemed to have lost her voice and just lay stiffly on the ground shaking her legs.

Chen Luo, who had lost his patience, grabbed the scruffy dog ​​by the scruff of its neck and slapped it twice.

The two slaps were definitely strong. Under normal circumstances, the mangy dog ​​would have tucked its tail between its legs and howled loudly, but today it didn't react at all and was still shaking its legs.

"Go find two more chickens and try."

Chen Luo was unwilling to give in.

I finally see hope for a turnaround, I can't just give up because of this little setback.

It would definitely not work to pour it directly into his stomach because he was afraid of death.

Turning to the backyard, Chen Luo found two chickens in the kitchen. These two chickens were bought by his uncle when he came back. He originally planned to have them as a snack in the evening, but he didn't care about that now.

He picked up the two chickens and poured the medicine in the pottery pot into the big rooster's mouth at once.

Cluck!

After taking the medicine, the two chickens became active, flapping their wings like crazy. Chen Luo used a lot of strength to hold down the two beasts, but even when he pressed them to the ground, the two chickens still did not stop, flapping their wings desperately, as if they had lost their sense of pain.

"What is going on here?!"

Chen Luo was also a little unsure.

After taking a look at the still twitching mangy dog ​​and the two chickens in his hands, he couldn't figure out the properties of the medicine for a moment.

A quarter of an hour passed.

The shaky dog ​​recovered from the shaking of its legs and suddenly turned over from the ground. It looked around with confused eyes and had completely forgotten what had just happened. The two chickens held down by Chen Luo also lost a lot of strength, and their flapping wings began to become intermittent.

After struggling for a long time, Chen Luo let go and sat down on the ground.

The smell of the medicine in the clay pot next to it had almost dissipated, and it had begun to solidify and turned into a black paste-like substance.

“We have to try again!”

Chen Luo gritted his teeth and prepared to continue testing the medicine.

We must have enough samples to find out the actual usage of this medicine. The prescription left in the mind of that quack must be useful, otherwise he would not have remembered it in his mind even after his death.

Holding the solidified ointment, Chen Luo locked the door and went up the mountain behind.

After going up the mountain, Chen Luo quickly caught a wild rabbit.

When they were poor, his father, Chen Lao Da, raised him by hunting. Hunting game was not a difficult task for a poor family like him. Chen Luo had lived in this world for more than ten years, and he basically knew all the skills his father knew.

Holding the rabbit's ear, Chen Luo grabbed a small piece of ointment and forced it in.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Ten minutes later, the hare in Chen Luo's hand suddenly struggled, its legs flailing everywhere. A strange force emanated from the rabbit's body. The rabbit's red eyes had some hairy root-like veins, which looked particularly ferocious. There were also several muscle bulges on the surface of the rabbit's skin, and blood vessels like tree roots protruded from the outside, which looked particularly scary.

Bang!

Chen Luo, who was kicked by the rabbit's leg, felt a tightness in his chest and almost couldn't breathe.

The hare in Chen Luo's hand struggled more and more violently, and finally broke free from his grasp. The mad rabbit ran headfirst into the tree stump in front of it, as if it had mad cow disease.

With a bang.

The brain exploded.

The hare smashed its own head on the spot, and the force was so great that it even made a dent in the dead tree in front of it.

'So much strength?'

Chen Luo was also startled. He walked forward quickly and began to observe the hole made by the hare.

A hole about seven or eight centimeters deep was knocked out on the bark of the old tree, with rabbit blood and brain matter mixed in it, which looked particularly creepy.

“The medicine works!”

Chen Luo became excited.

All that's left is to find a way to use it.

After that, Chen Luo caught several small animals on the mountain, including snakes, hedgehogs, and foxes. He did not stop trying until he had eaten all the ointment in his hand.

Through the 'sacrifice' of so many animals, Chen Luo roughly came to a conclusion.

Ointments are useful.

There is no doubt about this. Different animals have different effects after eating it.

The effect is obviously better on wild animals in the mountains.

After a busy day, Chen Luo felt a little tired when he returned home.

After drinking a little wine, my third uncle went home drunk.

These corpse collectors are usually very busy when they have something to do, but they are relatively idle most of the time. Uncle San is also an old bachelor, so he naturally goes out to drink and prostitute after receiving the money. He has been busy in the city all his life, but he has not saved any money. From this point, we can see how carefree Uncle San's daily life is.

"Who the hell is cooking cow dung in my house?!"

As soon as he pushed the door open, Uncle San was overwhelmed by the smell in the house.

I vomited a lot at the door and it took me a long time to recover.

After recovering from his shock, Chen Laosan reached for the bamboo stick he usually kept hidden. When Chen Luo first settled in the city, he had used that stick to teach his nephew a lesson. Today, he went out to drink, and his nephew was the only one at home. He knew who the culprit was without having to think.

The mangy dog ​​next to him, who had recovered from his shock, came over with a bamboo stick in his mouth.

This silly dog ​​kicked its legs in the yard for most of the day, and it actually recovered in the evening. This made Chen Luo's experiment a successful case. At this moment, he was cooking a new potion in the house, preparing for another round of experiments.

"Uncle San? Why are you back?!"

Chen Luo was stunned when he heard the voice.

As far as he could remember, his uncle would not come home at night on the first day he received the money. The pretty girl in Widow Alley would not let him come back, but today, he didn't know what had happened, but the old man came back early.

"You bastard, you're going to tear the roof off the house if I don't punish you for three days! If I don't come back tonight, are you going to dig up all the old pits next door and cook them?"

Looking at the earthenware jar in Chen Luo's hand, Chen Laosan became angry and picked up a stick to teach him a lesson.

"Uncle San, don't move, these are all medicines!!"

Chen Luo was not willing to let Chen Lao San really fight, so he raised one hand and hugged Chen Lao San. Chen Lao San, who was already drunk and vomited at the door, was no match for Chen Luo, and was hugged tightly in an instant, which made the scabby dog ​​behind him turn around in a panic.

It still hopes that its old master will avenge it!

"medicine?"

When he heard it was medicine, Chen Laosan suddenly became much more sober.

"Is it the poison that's taking effect?"

Chen Laosan had no time to be angry and immediately asked nervously.

Their Chen family has had only one son for three generations, and this generation only has Chen Luo. If anything happens to Chen Luo, how can Chen Laosan have the face to see his eldest brother?

"no."

Chen Luo hurriedly explained what he had done to his uncle.

He skipped the key point about the obsession with seeing the dead, and only said that he had obtained an ancient recipe and wanted to try it out.

"You want to practice martial arts?"

Looking at his nephew, Chen Laosan frowned slightly.

The idea of ​​learning martial arts is not strange. Chen Laosan had similar ideas when he was young, and he also learned a few farming techniques from a master. But these are all for strengthening the body, and there is not much difference between them and ordinary people.

There is a difference between real martial arts and farming techniques.

Powerful warriors possess unfathomable powers, able to move mountains and seas, just like land gods.

Although Chen Laosan had never come into contact with it, he had heard his drinking buddies in the government office bragging about it. They said that martial arts can lead to gods, and if you practice it to the extreme, you can become a god.

It is precisely because of this that the martial arts are blocked so severely.

For ordinary people, whether it is the imperial court or the Jianghu, they live in a different world from them. What the other party pursues are the natural treasures in myths and legends, while what ordinary people like them pursue is firewood, rice, oil and salt.

"think!"

Chen Luo nodded quickly.

It would have been fine if there was no hope before, but now that the opportunities are right in front of us, it is unacceptable to be a coward.

Chen Laosan silently took out a pot of wine from the cabinet next to him and poured himself a glass.

Chen Luo stood by and watched.

Don't speak either.

He knew that his uncle was thinking.

Unlike his parents in the countryside, his uncle had been a corpse collector for many years and knew some people. If he wanted to learn martial arts, he had to go through his uncle's connections. It was a rational thing for a normal person to use his relatives within the conditions.

As for taking medicine

The properties of the medicine in his hand have not been figured out yet, and he doesn't know its actual effectiveness, so he doesn't dare to take it carelessly.

If you are unlucky and get killed like a wild rabbit, you will suffer a great loss.

"You bastard, you only know how to cause trouble for me!"

Uncle San finished the last sip of wine, cursed, then closed the door and went back to his room to sleep.

Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that his uncle had agreed to his request.

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(End of this chapter)