"Sure enough, there are still some people who are sober and know how to use their brains to think about problems!" Mu Qingli later heard Jiang Yanjun talking and said this with a faint expression. After that, she gave Fu Hongzhou a blank look.
Fu Hongzhou looked at Mu Qingli with a smile on his face.
Mu Qingli glared at him and ignored him.
"Shen Wazi, how do I get your blood?" Mu Qingli helped Shen Wazi take off his hat, squatted down and asked.
When Fu Hongzhou saw the two small leaves on the top of the ginseng baby's head, he couldn't help but touch them curiously.
"Real leaves?" Fu Hongzhou asked in surprise.
"What else?" Mu Qingli said unhappily.
"What if someone takes off its hat? Will it be exposed? Let's get him a wig!" Fu Hongzhou said worriedly.
"Wig?" Mu Qingli touched the top of Shenwazi's head and asked in confusion.
Then she started rummaging around in the space. She didn't remember putting anything like wigs into the space!
After searching for a long time, I finally found a child's eyebrow-length wig in a moldy corner.
"Ha! The cute little mushroom head belongs to you!" Mu Qingli said, and put it directly on the top of Shenwazi's head.
Shenwazi is really happy now. Having hair is more joyful than having a hat.
After it had admired itself enough in front of the mirror, we got back to the topic and talked about how to extract ginseng blood.
"I will transform into my original form, and you can just poke a hole in my chest and take one drop!" As Shenwazi said this, he had already recovered to the way he was when he first met him.
A small ginseng with hands, feet, nose, eyes and mouth, two leaves on the top of its head and a bunch of red fruits in the middle.
"Ah, Shenwazi, when I first met you, you didn't have this red fruit!" Mu Qingli was surprised.
"That's because I haven't grown up yet! I've been eating spirit cores and drinking spirit liquids during this period of time. I must have made some progress!" Shenwazi was helpless, as if I really would never grow up.
"See? This place is the most precious essence and blood in my body!" Shen Wazi stretched out his little beard and pointed at a place that looked like a human chest and said.
Mu Qingli really couldn't bear to do it.
"What are you hesitating about? I'm still waiting to take my medicine! Hurry up! Hurry up!" Shenwazi urged nonchalantly.
"Can I use silver needles?" Mu Qingli asked carefully after asking Shen Wazi to stand on the bed.
"Yes! Sure!" Chanwazi replied very simply.
Seeing how carefree and unrestrained Shen Wazi was, Mu Qingli felt that she was being pretentious.
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