Chapter 664 Prescription

Around the bronze furnace, there were some broken containers and some spent medicine dregs.

With Lanye and Youjiu's knowledge, they can probably analyze it.

This hall is not a place where alchemists refine medicine, but a place where medicine boys refine medicinal materials.

Walking through the hall, inside is where the alchemists stay.

This place is much better than the lobby, at least they are all single rooms.

After all, the prescription is the foundation of an alchemist. It is not a single room and may be stolen by others.

"I've looked for them all, except for the broken containers and the dried potion."

Youjiu's class is an assassin, and gathering information is a basic skill. He can use it to search for the situation in these single rooms.

"And the medicine stove that was knocked over."

Lan Ye exited from a single room and added.

"It seems that this place was dug over before it became a ruin."

Because these traces do not seem to be new traces. Instead, they tend to become historical dust due to the wash of time.

In this way, the situation in the Medicine Refining Hall becomes clear.

Why are the halls outside where the medicine boys refine medicinal materials so tidy? Because there is nothing of value.

Those burned medicinal materials and those messy things may still be poisonous before they are refined into alchemical potions by alchemists.

"But it doesn't matter. It's rare for ordinary alchemy potions to still be effective after such a long time."

"Even if you don't find it, it's okay."

Lan Ye comforted Youjiu.

"Sister Lanye, I'm not so sorry that I need comfort." Youjiu smiled, and then took out a worn-out parchment stained with dust.

"However, I didn't gain anything at all."

Youjiu carefully cleaned the dust off the parchment.

After such a long time, it is not easy to keep this parchment. If there is a big move, the parchment may not be preserved.

"This is?"

Lan Ye was a little surprised and a little curious.

"The words on it are still barely legible. It looks like it should be a prescription."

After Youjiu carefully cleaned up the dust, the parchment scroll was revealed to be simple and worn.

The words on it are a little blurry, but if you look carefully, you can barely make them out.

"Let me take a look. This is a...puppet...puppet potion."

Youjiu looked carefully for a long time before identifying the writing on the front of the parchment.

"You didn't admit your mistake?"

Lan Ye asked cautiously, because she had been identifying the handwriting on the parchment.

"should not."

Lan Ye was also a little unsure.

"Don't worry, she didn't admit her mistake. That parchment is the recipe for the puppet potion."

Just when both of them were a little unsure, a cold voice came from the entrance of the medicine refining hall.

Lan Ye and Youjiu immediately put their hands on their weapons, turned around, and looked at the intruder with alert expressions.

The person standing at the entrance of the alchemy hall, wearing soft gold silk armor, with a handsome face and holding a long sword, is Zhuo Ziqi who came from the library hall.

"Who are you?"

Lan Ye held the spear with one hand and asked in a deep voice.

"You don't have to worry about who I am. You just need to give me the prescription." Zhuo Ziqi narrowed his eyes slightly and said aloud.