Fox Demon: Reincarnation of the Ninth Life

Pharmacy, Huichuntang.

It was the shop where Chen Baoan had gone to check the secret code before. Huichuntang was a plaque hanging above the nine beams. It was just a name. To him, it was just a pharmacy.

The white clouds in the sky floated quickly, as light as if blown by the wind.

Under this jewel-blue sky, two small and agile figures are running slowly.

Their steps are light, and each step is full of vitality and energy.

"Here we are. I know the pharmacy here."

Chen Baoan stopped.

"Huichuntang? This is where they sell elixirs, right?"

There are two types of pharmacies: herbal medicine stores and pill stores, which can be roughly distinguished by looking at the signboards.

"I don't know. Never mind. Let's go in first."

The hand holding Huaizhu's tightened unconsciously.

The moment they stepped through the door, a sharp gaze fell on the two of them.

Chen Baoan had been here a few moments ago, so it was normal for him to be recognized, but of course it was not a good impression.

"Hmm? You again? We don't accept monsters here, please go back."

The drugstore owner crossed his arms and said.

Chen Baoan walked around Huichun Hall, feeling the gaze.

It was the old man next to the shopkeeper.

The old man has silver hair and his skin looks old and shriveled due to the traces of time. His eyes are full of wisdom and kindness. Although his body is no longer young, his spirit is still vigorous.

Especially that look, which was so sharp that he didn't look like a man in his sixties.

"Capture monsters?"

The old man uttered a few syllables and glanced at the drugstore owner beside him.

"Mr. Zhao, please don't misunderstand. Our store is absolutely law-abiding and would never do such a shameless thing as collecting monsters to use as medicine."

The shopkeeper seemed very afraid of the old man in front of him. Although his tone was respectful, the trembling of his pupils betrayed his fear.

"Shopkeeper, I'm not here to ask about this. I just brought a girl to get medicine from you."

Seeing this, Chen Baoan obviously realized that the other party had misunderstood him and hurriedly explained.

Then he pushed Dongfang Huaizhu in front of him, pursed his lips, and indicated that if he had anything, he could just talk to the shopkeeper.

"My name is Huaizhu. My mother is seriously ill, so I came here to get medicine. Please forgive me."

Dongfang Huaizhu bowed slightly, showing proper courtesy.

He took out a silver ingot from his pocket and the money was in place.

Then everything is easy!

"Miss, please stand up. Just tell me what herbs you need."

The drugstore owner immediately realized that the other person must be a lady from a wealthy family.

Her elegant and luxurious clothes, the valuable hairpin, the proper manners, and the silver she casually took out all spoke of her extraordinary identity.

In the capital city, where the powerful and wealthy have omnipotence, whoever has money must have power, and he, a small drugstore owner, cannot afford to neglect them.

Of course, there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Beijing, and there are some extremely well-hidden guys among them.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper couldn't help but glance at the old man beside him.

But he found that his eyes were fixed on Chen Baoan, as if he wanted to penetrate him.

That look was like a sharp sword, piercing people's hearts and making them shudder.

Chen Baoan was locked in this gaze and felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, with all the hair on his body standing up.

"Why does he keep looking at me?"

Chen Baoan couldn't help but have such doubts in his mind, but of course he couldn't show it now.

A raccoon once said that before the physical battle begins, the battle of the mind has already begun.

Therefore, even if you are trembling in your heart, you have to pretend that you don't take the other person seriously on the surface.

Thinking of this, Chen Baoan twisted his neck, making a series of "cracking" sounds, and glared back at the old man.

"What is this guy doing? Are all the country folks like this?"

Huaizhu looked at Chen Baoan who was almost rolling his eyes and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Oh, forget it, it's more important to get the medicine."

She muttered, took out a prescription from her bosom and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Please help me get the medicine based on this."

"Okay! Please wait a moment."

The relationship between the two is just a transaction, there is no need to waste words on it.

But the relationship between the old man and Chen Baoan is not ordinary.

“Interesting~”

The old man looked at Chen Baoan who was glaring at him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He took a deep breath, and took a step forward with a determined look, as if this step could shatter the void.

As the corners of his mouth turned up, the blood in his body began to surge, like a hot torrent rushing through his body.

This energy and blood force gradually gathered into a powerful aura, whistling out like a strong wind, and surged towards Chen Baoan.

"Damn, this old guy can't afford to play!"

Chen Baoan couldn't help but feel his defenses broken.

"Hmm? Is there wind?"

The hair beside Huaizhu's cheek blew slightly, and she reached out to smooth it.

"How can there be wind in a closed space?"

She couldn't help but feel doubtful.

The shopkeeper who was preparing medicine on the other side couldn't help but tremble his hand, and the herbs fell to the ground.

He quickly leaned over to pick it up, a drop of sweat running down his cheek, the wind started to blow...

"What a strong aura, stronger than dad's."

Chen Baoan's legs made a faint sound and he gritted his teeth.

During his growth in this life, almost no one had ever truly unleashed their full-body arrogance on him.

First, they all knew that he was weak and could be crushed to death with just a little real force.

Second, there is no need for that at all. After all...which adult would get angry with a child?

This can be said to be the first time in Chen Baoan's life that he was crushed by absolute momentum.

Now his body was too weak to withstand any attack. He almost doubted whether the old man in front of him was actually over sixty years old.

Is there anything wrong with his eyes? Is he sure the person in front of him is not a middle-aged man who looks too anxious? !

Such a strong aura and vitality should not appear in such an old man!

"Tsk..."

Chen Baoan spoke with disdain, and forced himself to stand up straight despite the discomfort.

He glared at the old man in front of him, clenched his fists and clenched his teeth.

I can't beat you, so what? I can kill you with my glare!

"Interesting little guy..."

The old man's hoarse voice appeared and he slowly closed his eyes.

In an instant, the surging and boundless momentum receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace. It was as if the pressure as strong as a mountain and as heavy as a sea was just an illusory dream, which disappeared completely in the blink of an eye without leaving any trace.

The air around seemed to have calmed down, and there was no longer that suffocating feeling of oppression.

Everything became so quiet and peaceful that one could not help but wonder whether the thrilling scene just now had really happened.

However, Chen Baoan knew clearly in his heart that he had just experienced a life-and-death crisis!

The sudden gap made his legs go weak.

"Chen Baoan?!"

Huaizhu felt the faint and rapid breathing behind him, and turned around immediately, only to see the staggering Chen Baoan.

Rushed forward to help.

"Chen Baoan? What's wrong with you?!"

Upon close observation, traces of blood appeared in the ears, nose and eyes of the person in her arms.

"How is this going?"

"Miss Huaizhu, I'm fine."

Chen Baoan shook his head, a feeling of discomfort rushing to his forehead, but he endured it.

"I have been weak and sickly since I was a child. This is normal."

This is a lie because Chen Baoan does not intend to involve Dongfang Huaizhu.

For a person with such powerful qi and blood, if his target is himself, then there is no need to involve irrelevant people.

Chen Baoan stood up, forced his trembling legs to stop, and took a deep breath.

I smelled a faint smell of blood in the air. It seemed that I had suffered some serious internal injuries.

"Look, I'm fine now, right?"

In order to reassure Huaizhu, Chen Baoan also jumped twice on the spot.

"Humph! You're just making me worry."

She thought it was a joke from Chen Baoan and punched him lightly on the shoulder.

"Ahem, miss, these are the herbs you need."

The shopkeeper quickly handed the packaged herbs to Dongfang Huaizhu.

"Ok."

Huaizhu took out a bag of silver and handed it to him, and the transaction between the two was completed.

All the medicinal materials in this pharmacy are clearly marked with prices, so she naturally won't bargain.

"Eh? So many? You're a rich kid!"

When Chen Baoan saw the heavy load of medicinal herbs in Dongfang Huaizhu's hand, his impression of her as a "poor and filial daughter" was immediately shattered.

"Hehe, when did I say I wasn't?"

Dongfang Huaizhu was amused by Chen Baoan's naive look.

"Hiss~ It seems so."

He pretended to be thoughtful.

His eyes unconsciously turned to the old man with whom he had glared before.

I saw that his eyes had lost their previous sharpness, as if covered by a layer of light mist, becoming gentle and calm.

His eyes, which were originally as sharp as a sword, now became soft and warm, like the sunshine in spring. There was a gleam in his eyes, no longer like before, but full of warmth.

At the same time, his aura also changed. The original fierce momentum gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

His body radiates an energy wave that makes people feel comfortable and at ease, as if a clear spring is flowing around, bringing peace and harmony to people.

This change in his aura made him look much more kindhearted.

"Hiss...Is this old man interested in me?"

Chen Baoan turned his head.

"I'm going back to the tavern first. Remember to send the herbs over there."

The old man's voice sounded like the meandering flow of spring water, clear and melodious, with no trace of his previous fierce appearance.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao!"

The shopkeeper bowed deeply and saluted.

It can be seen that he is really afraid. Originally, Chen Baoan was still skeptical about this, but judging from the movement just now, his fear is very justified!

"Don't forget the location of my tavern. It's in the northeast of the capital, next to a small alley."

The old man emphasized a few words, leaving the shopkeeper confused and unable to do anything but respond.

He walked out of the door and glanced at Chen Baoan, who looked at him without any hesitation.