According to his divination, there was nothing wrong with his dosage or the order in which he added the ingredients.
He opened the lid of the cauldron, revealing a thick, black, asphalt-like substance inside that emitted a foul odor.
Zhang Fan ran to a distance, dug a pit, poured the contents of the cauldron into it, and covered it up, finally managing to mask the stench.
When he returned, Ji Zhi was standing at the courtyard gate looking inside. When he saw Zhang Fan, he sniffed and said, "Dr. Zhang, Aunt Pang has prepared breakfast and wants you to come over. What's that smell?"
Zhang Fan didn't answer, but changed the subject: "When do you plan to leave?"
Ji Zhi: "There's no rush. If you ever need my help, I'm always ready. The boss stays home with his wife every day, so he doesn't need my protection for now."
Zhang Fan: "Find something to do first, I don't need you for the time being."
Ji Zhi left dejectedly, his shoulders slumped, completely lacking energy, a stark contrast to his excitement before going to Zhang Fan's house.
He nudged her with his elbow and asked, "Can you feel the difference?"
"Suspicious, highly suspicious!"
"There's something I've always wanted to say. Even though he's our boss and he saved my life before, Zhang Fan is an idiot. It's not right for our boss to keep bothering him like this."
“I had the same idea. Why don’t we talk to the boss about it?”
The two found an opportunity to subtly persuade Ji Zhi to repent and let Zhang Fan go.
At first, Ji Zhi was confused, but later he finally realized that the two people thought he had homosexual tendencies.
"I'll beat you to death! What are you thinking all day?" Ji Zhi took off his leather shoes and chased after the two men, beating them.
Afraid of disturbing Aunt Pang's house, the two henchmen ran out of Aunt Pang's house and ran around like headless flies, with Ji Zhi chasing after them with his leather shoes.
As they ran, they all realized something was wrong.
Where are they?
I didn't see a single house in Zhangjiapo. There were towering ancient trees all around, making it impossible to tell which way was which.
Occasionally, a few birdsongs would ring out, echoing through the empty woods, as if isolated from the world.
The temperature here is a few degrees cooler than outside, keeping the sweltering summer heat at bay.
The two henchmen were of different heights; the fat one was named Yan Wang, and the thin one was named Wen Tian.
Wen Tian sneezed and rubbed his shoulders: "Do you guys still remember the way you came?"
Yan Wang's eyes darted around: "B-Big Brother, could this be the steep southern slope they were talking about?"
Wen Tian shuddered, goosebumps rising on his skin: "The people from Zhangjiapo say that even locals who come into this forest don't have an easy time getting out."
Ji Zhi glared at the two of them, then put on his leather shoes: "You were gossiping like old hags just now, and now you're so timid. You two follow behind me."
Yan Wang and Wen Tian followed behind Ji Zhi with their heads down.
Of the three, Ji Zhi has the best sense of direction, so they can only rely on him to get back.
At first, Ji Zhi was full of confidence, but as time went on, he became less and less confident.
As the sun was about to set, they were on the verge of collapse when they saw the markings for the tenth time.
Wen Tian said with a bitter face, "Are we going to die here today?"
Ji Zhi rolled his eyes: "You ate so much last night, you won't starve to death in one night."
The sun had already set, and the road conditions were unclear. The safest option was to spend the night in the mountains and forests and wait until dawn to find a way out.
To avoid wild animals, the group set up a fire with tree branches in an open area. All flammable materials around the area were cleared to prevent a fire.
Zhang Fan spent the entire day in his room refining elixirs.
After his first failure, Zhang Fan changed his strategy and added a little spiritual energy to the process of refining the medicine.
The second time, the antidote was still not successfully refined, but it was better than the first time, and had some medicinal effect.
During the third refining process, Zhang Fan added even more spiritual energy.
The medicine was more effective this time than before, but it still couldn't counteract the drug.
Just as he was about to try for the fourth time, Li Chunyan returned.
"Zhang Fan, are you home?"
When Zhang Fan opened the door, he saw Li Chunyan's sunburned cheeks and beads of sweat like pearls on her face.
She exudes a powerful, feminine aura and possesses a unique charm.
"Sister-in-law, I'm here."
Zhang Fan was locked in the room, his upper body bare due to the heat, revealing his muscular torso, wheat-colored skin, well-defined pectoral and abdominal muscles, and beautiful muscle lines that exuded power.
Aunt Pang was heating up food at home when she heard the noise and poked her head out: "Zhang Fan, are you home? Boss Ji and the others aren't with you?"
Aunt Pang, seeing that Ji Zhi and the others were not there, assumed they were with Zhang Fan and didn't pay any attention.
Zhang Fan: "No."
Aunt Pang then realized something was wrong and frowned: "The three of them chased after us, could they have gone into the steep southern slope?"
She had given them a heads-up before, thinking they wouldn't go in, but seeing them head in that direction today, she didn't say anything more.
"broken."
The plump aunt took off her apron and was about to run down the mountain to notify the villagers to look for her.
Zhang Fan stopped the person: "Let's look for it first."
Aunt Pang then realized that she should first go to the village to ask the other villagers. If Ji Zhi hadn't entered the steep southern slope, that would be best. If he had, the villagers could search for him together.
Many hands make light work.
Li Chunyan, without taking a break, followed Aunt Pang and Zhang Tiegen down the mountain.
Zhang Fan followed behind, and as they walked, he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and entered the steep south slope.
He consulted the oracle and confirmed that Ji Zhi and the others were indeed on the steep southern slope.
Ji Zhi sat not far from the campfire. Wen Tian felt a little cold and got up to gather firewood.
There was a straight piece of firewood on the ground, and he bent down to pick it up.
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