"Ahem, if it were Yu Rouzi, what you want to do wouldn't take too long, and that's not impossible." Song Shuhang laughed.

But the class tomorrow afternoon will be scheduled before the start of school, and it will not be cancelled if there is no special reason.

Shuhang didn't want to be entangled on this topic for too long, so he immediately changed the topic: "Yu Rouzi, are you going to Ghost Lamp Temple? By the way, have you not determined the location of Ghost Lamp Temple when you went out?"

The innocent girl was easily distracted: "Well, I only know that the destination is in Luoxin District, J City, so I asked my nephews to help book a plane ticket and rushed over. I didn't expect that Guilan Temple is so difficult to find."

My nephew...Is this thing still there now?

While thinking, Song Shuhang typed on the keyboard and entered J City, Luoxin District, and Ghost Lamp Temple in the search box.

There are information about J City and Luoxin District, but there is no information in Ghost Ding Temple and there is no mark on the map.

It is probably a very small temple, or a temple that has already gone bankrupt?

"Senior Song, can you lend me the computer? I'll find information by myself, and there may be news in the group!" Yu Rouzi said suddenly.

Song Shuhang nodded, first clicked to log out of his chat account, and then gave up his seat sideways.

Yu Rouko smiled sweetly, sat in the seat, and skillfully logged into her chat account.

The Beihe Sanren in the group still did not respond. It was rare that this senior had not been online for so long. Shuhang thought that the other party was a real strongman who was online for 24 hours.

Yu Rouko was a little disappointed, closed the chat window, and then searched for information about the Luoxin District and all the temples there on the computer. She also guessed that the Ghost Lamp Temple would no longer exist, or had its name changed?

Song Shuhang looked around for a while, and suddenly remembered that his and Yu Rouzi's cell phones were out of power.

"Yu Rouzi, give me your phone. I have a universal charging port here, which can be fully charged in about an hour." Song Shuhangdao.

"Thank you, senior!" Yu Rouko quickly took out her cell phone and handed it to Shuhang.

Shuhang took it and took his cell phone to charge it.

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On the computer, one window after another pops up quickly and closes; one web page after another opens and refreshes.

Soon, a boy's message was called out.

Song Shuhang's half-body photo was smiling, next to him was his personal information.

Song Shuhang, Department of Mechanical Engineering, Jiangnan University, Class 43, Department of Mechanical Design and Manufacturing, School of Mechanical Design and Manufacturing.

Then a window popped up quickly, which was the course schedule for Song Jiangshu's flight.

What pops up immediately afterwards is the Monday afternoon class...Professor Renshui.

He was a very young and promising professor. Gao Zi was upright, wearing black-framed glasses, and always had a soft smile on his lips. He was the kind of man who could attract the hearts of young girls even when standing there.

Everything... only happens in a moment.

After getting the information he wanted, Yu Rouko quickly closed all the pages popped up on the computer.

Of course, the courses that have been scheduled will not be cancelled at will, but there are always many accidents in the world - for example, the teacher in charge of classes was hit by a car and sprained his foot, accidentally fell off the bed and sprained his foot, bitten by a puppy, and so on, in short, they were hospitalized in various ways. In this way, the class tomorrow afternoon should be suspended or delayed for a few days, right?

Yu Rouzi thought so in her heart. She felt that her idea was great and secretly praised herself in her heart.

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On the other side, it is in the teacher's apartment more than ten kilometers away.

Teacher Renshui, who was playing with his daughter, shivered for some reason, and then sneezes several times. He rubbed his nose: Is there another student girl missing the handsome and handsome teacher?

This person is handsome and has troubles. He has already started a family and a career.

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After Yu Rouzi closed the web page, she quietly turned her head and looked at Song Shuhang. She found that he was still plugging a mobile phone cable next door to charge. She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like she was carrying an elder on her back.

At the same time, after checking a lot of information, she instinctively felt... Senior Song, why does the more she read it, the more she feels that she is just an ordinary person?

She remembered the scene when Shuhang first met: "Call me Xiao Song, Shuhang can do it, please don't call me senior."

Is Senior Song’s “Trained in the World” too profound in his Kung Fu, or is she having a misunderstanding?

After closing all pages, Yuroko moved her fingers.

Then, her eyes fell on an open notebook next to the computer. It was a wide range of names of medicinal materials, which was the simplified version of the body fluid quenching recipe issued by the pharmacist in the Jiuzhou No. 1 group.

Shuhang copied it down at that time and wanted to take it back for his cousin Zhao Yaya to study it. However, there were no medicinal materials full of middle-second breaths, such as Xianbawang Branch, Jiuyang Red Flame Bamboo, Chaolu Xuancao, etc.

"Senior Song is also studying this pill recipe?" Yu Rouzi said in his heart.

But soon she discovered that the prescriptions copied by Song Shuhang seemed to be incomplete? Why did the senior copy only simple ordinary medicinal materials?

Why not add medicinal materials like Qinglu Xuancao?

Wait, does Senior Song still want to make improvements based on Senior Pharmacist’s elixir recipe? Further reduce the cost of refining and quenching body fluids?

Thinking of this, Yu Rouzi's eyes lit up.

Coincidentally, when Song Shuhang turned around and came back, he saw Yu Rouzi staring at the notepad and looking at it - no, the one recorded on it is the pill recipe for Zhong Er's disease!

Now the yellow mud fell into her crotch, either shit or shit. Yu Rouzi must have thought she was her fellow me, a second-class patient in the deep fairy tale.

Sure enough, Yu Rouko asked a question that Shuhang thought was full of Zhonger’s aura: “Senior, are you also studying the elixir recipes of senior pharmacist? How many furnaces can you succeed at a time?”

Yu Rouko asked happily, while holding the mentality of asking for advice from her seniors.

She tried several times according to the pill recipe provided by her senior pharmacist, but she couldn't practice the Fire Control Art, but she succeeded three times ten times. She liked alchemy very much, but she had no talent for alchemy at all.

Such a waste of medicinal materials, if other cultivators see her, they will definitely drown her with saliva. However, she has a powerful and wealthy father. This waste of medicinal materials for body quenching fluid is just a small meaning of sprinkling water and as gray as the ones.

"I haven't practiced." Song Shuhang burst into tears, and was indeed regarded as a fellow student.

"Why? Senior Song wants to improve it based on the elixir of Senior Pharmacist?" Yu Rouzi said excitedly with his eyes lit up.

"..." Song Shuhang was silent, and wanted to directly answer that he might have practiced this strange pill recipe. But when he saw Yu Rouzi's shiny eyes, he felt embarrassed to hit the girl.

So after thinking for a long time, he came up with an honest answer: "In fact, it is because it is inconvenient for me to find medicinal materials here. Because of various complex reasons, I don't have any medicinal materials on hand, so... I don't have the chance to refine them at all."

This is the truth. Except for the fantasy names of the medicinal materials recorded in the elixir recipe, the combined price of other medicinal materials is not a small amount. You should know that the prices of precious medicinal materials such as ginseng are calculated based on two.

As a student, he can’t afford it at all, even selling kidneys!

"Ah? Sorry, senior, it turns out that's the reason." Yu Rouzi nodded, and was delighted at the same time!

Although I don’t know why Senior Song didn’t even have the basic medicinal materials for body quenching fluids, this medicinal material is piled up on the Lingbutterfly Island!

"Senior, after I go back, I will send you two boxes of medicinal materials as a thank you gift!" Yu Rouko said - this is the repayment she is preparing to give Shuhang. Anyway, she decided to ask Shuhang to help her find the Ghost Lamp Temple.

Two boxes of medicinal materials, how domineering these words.

Translated into a more intuitive word: Senior, I will send you two boxes of ginseng as a thank you gift.

If you think the above translation is not straightforward enough, then look at this translation version: Senior, I will send you two boxes of gold bars to give you a thank you gift!

The value of the medicinal materials that Yu Rouzi wants to send is definitely several times higher than that of gold.
Chapter completed!