Tomb Raider: The man is in the Nine Gates, but the system insists it's the Primordial Era.

Limpy Liu frowned as he looked at the exquisite wooden box containing pills that the boy he had met yesterday had brought him.

He was much older than Half-Cut Plum.

His life is almost over.

There is only one pill.

If we just give it to Half-Li like that, what if it's a trap set by other forces?

"Never mind, let me die if I have to. Let me test the poison first. If it really grows limbs back, then..."

Limpy Liu took the pill out of the wooden box, poured a cup of water, and swallowed it down his throat.

His limp was caused by someone breaking his leg while protecting the Li family years ago.

It was precisely because of this relationship that Half-Chicken Li trusted him very much.

Even in his old age, when he no longer had the energy to help Half-Cut Li.

The other party had long ago placed him in a high position and provided him with a life free from want.

"It's so itchy."

The limp joint of Liu's leg felt like it was crawling with ants, emitting an intense itchy sensation that made his legs tremble involuntarily.

The itching made him angry, and he forcefully tore the fabric off the hem of his trousers.

White lines began to appear on the skin of his calf, which was much shorter than his other leg because it had been broken and could not be completely healed.

He recalled the instructions given by the person who delivered the elixir, along with the sapphire.

"The muscles and bones will grow back in three days, and the bone scars will heal in ten days."

"..."

Limpy Liu tried to stand up and walk a few steps, but found that his limp still prevented him from walking normally. However, he suddenly began to have some strength and could move around in a controlled manner, no longer feeling numb and stiff as before.

"It really works!"

Liu Daxi, the lame man, quickly regained his composure.

"I haven't fully recovered yet, so we can't tell Third Master so hastily. What if the medicine doesn't actually work its magic?"

"Ten days, no, three days. If you can really walk completely again in three days, and your broken bones have regenerated, then go tell Third Master this incredible good news!"

"Brother Liu, what's making you so happy? Why did you wait three days to tell me?"

With his missing leg covered by a simple cloth, Half-Li, who was being pushed into the room by his subordinates in a wheelchair, smiled as he entered.

The lame man, Liu, quickly cupped his hands in greeting: "Third Master."

Half-Cut Li waved his hand: "Sit down. We're all old friends, why be so polite? We're all people with disabilities, so let's not follow those usual formalities. Sit down."

Limpy Liu nodded and sat back down, but his gaze remained fixed on the exquisite wooden box engraved with "True Immortal Temple".

This wooden box and the markings on it are among the many things Su Mu bought yesterday.

After much deliberation, the lame Liu decided not to hide the matter of Su Mu from the half-Li in front of him.

He wasn't a cunning person, but the half-cut Li in front of him was.

He couldn't guarantee that he could really pretend nothing was wrong and keep it from Half-Li.

"It's like this, Third Master, yesterday..."

The lame Liu told the half-crippled Li what Su Mu had told him, exactly as it was.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Half-Li fiddled with the white jade thumb ring on his hand, listening to the lame Liu's story with an unchanged expression.

After Limpy Liu finished speaking.

Half-Cut Li grinned to himself: "Ha, if such a good thing really existed in this world, how could it fall into the hands of people like us? It's probably just that kid tricking you. Are you sure there won't be any problems after you swallow it? Should we call a doctor to come and take a look at you?"

The cripple Liu felt his broken bones growing wildly, and shook his head and sighed, "I knew Third Master wouldn't believe it. To be honest, I didn't really believe it either, which is why I waited three days before telling Third Master what I wanted to say."

Half-Li fiddled with the small blanket covering his missing legs: "In the blink of an eye, we've all grown up. Even if our limbs were regenerated, so what? We've already lived most of our lives, and we've already experienced all the hardships we were meant to go through."

……

Old Tea Street.

Wu Naigou, who was leading the way to the Yulouchun restaurant, twitched his brow: "That pill can really make Third Master's severed limbs regenerate?"

The rest of the people following behind all had throbbing temples.

Limb regeneration.

Even if Hua Tuo were alive today, he could not accomplish this.

Su Mu dared to guarantee that it would definitely work!

If it really works.

With just the pills alone, Su Mu's shop could quickly create a frenzy throughout Changsha.

Those wealthy people who have lost hands, arms, thighs, or calves for various reasons will likely flock to buy this miraculous elixir.

"If talismans can be used, then elixirs can be used as well."

Su Mu nodded, his expression very serious, not like he was joking.

goo goo~

"Keep an eye on Kun for me, don't let anyone else catch him and kill him. The list of drugs to feed him is already written in the shop. As usual, get the money for expenses from Partridge Whistle."

There are few poor people on Laocha Street, but no one raises chickens, ducks, or other pets.

Therefore, the only chicken on the entire street that could make that crowing sound was the Angry Sun Chicken that Su Mu brought back from the Miao village.

"Okay, employer."

The shop assistant who was helping out smiled and nodded from a distance.

Based on the past few days, this Angry Sun Chicken seems quite easy to raise.

They don't run around, and they're not picky eaters.

Wu, the dog, the black-backed old man, the sixth brother, Jie Jiu, Huo Jinxi, Huo Xian'er and the others looked at the Angry-Eyed Chicken with its beautiful plumage and body size that was much larger than that of an ordinary domestic chicken, and looked more majestic and imposing, and clicked their tongues in amazement.

"Sir, how many are in your party?"

The rickshaw driver, seeing Wu Naigou and his companions dressed neatly and elegantly, stepped forward, bowing and smiling to greet them.

Wu, the puppy, turned around: "Is anyone not going?"

No one spoke.

Wu Naigou took out money: "Six. Go and call all your brothers over."

The rickshaw driver smiled broadly: "Alright sir, please wait a moment."

Wu Naigou, who was sitting in the rickshaw first, suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Brother Su, don't go out tonight."

Huo Jinxi and Xie Jiu, the sixth brother of the black-backed gang, exchanged a glance, their expressions turning solemn.

"Su Mu and I rode in the same car..."

"Why are you sitting? Come ride with me!"

Huo Jinxi grabbed Huo Xian'er's hand and forcibly pulled her aside.

"A young lady like you, without any shame in public, even squeezing into a rickshaw with a man, aren't you embarrassed? Oh, and you're not allowed to go out tonight..."

Huo Jinxi was lecturing Huo Xian'er.

at the same time.

Wu Naigou, who was sitting in the rickshaw next to Su Mu, also spoke up: "It was originally agreed to be seven days, but because these two nights have been unusually quiet, Eighth Master and Buddha suggested that we start delivering meat dumplings tonight."

Su Mu got into the car and turned to look at Wu, the puppy in the pale white robe: "What kind of rice dumplings are you bringing?"

Wu Naigou laughed: "It's about sending the bodies of those who died on that weird train out of the city. You've probably heard about the ghost stories that have been making headlines in the city these past few days."

"Whenever this happens, the body must be properly disposed of and sent out of the city for burial."

"So, there's something you don't know now, isn't there?"

"You said, under normal circumstances, how many days does it take for a corpse to begin to show signs of death?"

"How would I know?"

"Three days."

"Do you know exactly how long those bodies have been dead?"

"Ten days."

"After ten days, not only did the corpses show no signs of decay, but their hair and nails continued to grow..."