I am a living immortal.

The people from the Third Yamen acted calmly about these gazes. They were there to trade, so they were wary but didn't want to cause any trouble.

No one knows that this small house is the largest pharmacy in the ghost market of Youxu. There are many doctors here, and all the diseases you have heard of and have not heard of can be treated here.

This pharmacy hidden in the pavilion is one of the five major forces in the ghost market of Youxu. Its name is Pharmacy, second only to the Nether Palace. Unlike those people who fight for life and death in the Netherworld, this pharmacy is famous for its medical skills. Most of the doctors here come for various difficult and complicated diseases, and their medical skills are very superb, which have already surpassed the ordinary level.

Because of this, the doctors who come here for refuge are like a multitude of fish crossing the river. Most of them are successful and famous, and have already experienced the prosperity of the world. They don’t care about prosperity, but only care about improving their medical skills. The doctors here are very pure, and they come here just to learn superb medical skills and various strange diseases.

These doctors have eccentric personalities, superb medical skills, and some are unscrupulous. No matter what, they have the highest passion for medicine.

The pursuit of medical skills is their only belief.

When the people from the third yamen walked into the pharmacy, they were greeted by a young steward. He chatted with the old man in the cloak for a few words and then took them to a compartment.

"The Soul-Fixing Grass is not simple. Whose nightmare do you want to cure? Maybe we have a better prescription. However, most people don't know much about the Soul-Fixing Grass."

The young man identified the queen's illness at a glance.

This made the cloaked old man in the lead's eyes twitch, but he quickly regained his expressionless state. It was not surprising to see this. After all, as he said, Soul-Fixing Grass was very rare, and most people had no idea that such a herb existed. "No need, thank you for your kindness, we have our own way."

The young manager shrugged. "Don't be so nervous. Our pharmacy has a good reputation. We won't ruin our reputation just for the Soul-Fixing Grass."

This is true. What a clinic needs is reputation. It is related to one's life and property, even if this is a ghost market. However, medicine is three parts poison, and medicine and poison are inseparable. Those who are good at medicine must also be good at poison.

Many people would not come to the clinic in Youxu Ghost Market for treatment unless it was absolutely necessary. Most of them came here to trade medicinal materials like the Third Yamen. However, those who came here for treatment were basically those who were hopeless in the outside world and had no other options but to give up.

It is precisely because of this that countless famous doctors are attracted here. Those famous doctors with strange personalities like this kind of incurable patients, otherwise how can they demonstrate their superb medical skills.

After that, there was no more talk. The young manager led people to a compartment. It was a huge wall with thousands of small cabinets on it.

"Have you brought the elixir?"

The old man in the cloak nodded and waved his hand. The man immediately stepped forward, took out a brocade box, opened it, and the fragrance of the elixir immediately filled his face.

The young steward fanned his hands, and a gust of wind blew away the smell. He said, "Cover it up."

This move was not to show off one's power, but because the smell of the elixir would contaminate the herbs. Even if a trace of it remained in the air, other herbs would be contaminated when they were taken out.

When the brocade box was closed, the unique fragrance of the elixir disappeared.

"How?" asked the old man in the cloak.

The young steward gave a relatively complete evaluation of the pill at a glance: "It's in good condition, but it's been stored for a while. The storage method is okay, and the medicinal properties haven't been lost too much. It's quite good."

"It's enough to exchange for the Soul-Fixing Grass." The young manager added at the end.

Then, a grid popped up from the large wall, and a herb flew out in front of the table. This herb had transparent flowers, serrated leaves, and a faint orchid liquid in its rhizome.

This is a very strange herb, and it doesn't feel like a herb at all. However, the people in the Third Yamen had seen a hand-drawn illustration of the Soul-Fixing Herb in the hands of the famous doctor who had prescribed the medicine. Now when they saw the real thing, they recognized it at a glance.

It turns out that there really is such a herb. There are many similar ones throughout Dayu, but basically this is not it. Its unique orchid-colored rhizome and transparent flowers are easy to identify.

Facing the gazes of several people, the young manager smiled and said, "It seems that you all know each other. Then there is no need for me to waste my breath on introducing it in detail. How is this deal done?"

He looked at the old man in the cloak.

The old man in the cloak nodded and agreed to the deal.

"That's great! Happy cooperation." The young manager pushed the Soul-Fixing Grass toward the crowd.

"Pleasant to work with."

The old man in the cloak took the herbs and said something, then left without looking back. Just as he was about to step out of the compartment, the young manager asked a question seemingly unintentionally.

"The person who prescribed this medicine for you was a half-bald old blind man, right? He's the only one who regularly uses this ingredient in his prescriptions. Is he okay?"

Faced with this inquiry, the people from the Third Yamen paused and left without answering or looking back. After the deal was done, don't listen, don't ask, don't talk. Getting the herbs doesn't necessarily mean they are safe. They have to get out of the Ghost Market in Youxu to be truly safe.

Although few people would grab a herb.

The medicines prescribed by this pharmacy are either life-saving drugs, which are equivalent to poisons for normal people and are of no use at all.

Others are some unheard-of herbs. Even if you snatch them away, no one will buy them. A pharmacy will have to wait at least ten days before buying back a precious herb once it has been sold. This is for the patients to see. They are not participants, so it is difficult for them to get rid of them quickly.

Although we don't know whether it's true or not, doing this can appease some people. After all, they are not doing a one-time business. Reputation is worthless in a place like the Ghost Market of Youxu, but it is still very important for a pharmacy. After all, the goods are available at any time. Without patients, those famous doctors with weird tempers will riot.

Therefore, there are very few people who rob people coming out of the pharmacy, but although there are few, it does not mean that they don't know how to do it. However, some people don't know the business, or some people rob just for entertainment and fun. There are such people, and there are quite a few of them.

As for the person that the manager mentioned, he was right. It seems that person is also related to this pharmacy, but he doesn't listen, doesn't ask, and doesn't say anything. He pretends that there is no connection even if he has one.

The most important thing for them now is to take the herbs out, and everything else can be put aside.