If it were normal, the alchemist would not have happened, but in order to do the task given to him by Tie Wandao that day, he was nervous again and again. He had to remember all the secret codes. If he made a mistake, he might pay the price of his life. Sometimes he just relaxed a little, and then something came to him that scared him. His mood fluctuated many times, and he wondered if he was suffering from some disease, as if he was about to go crazy.

He felt that on this day he was walking in a room where he would shoot arrows at him from time to time in a room where he was wearing insulated shoes on the soles of the shoe. If he stopped standing on the edge of the pot, he would be shot to death by the arrow. Under the pot was a very strong fire that could not be extinguished, but the fire was not only burning under the pot, but also burning in other places without the pot. He walked along the pot that was much narrower than the soles of the shoe to avoid the arrows shot at him on the wall, and his calf was burned from time to time by the hot oil star splashing out of the pot. Maybe when he didn't get it right, he would either fall into the boiling oil or fall into the flames.

The anxious alchemist mentioned to Tie Wandao what he had done in the Lord's room again. However, the matter just now had passed. The alchemist did not dare to ask Tie Wandao directly the question he wanted to ask, so as not to Tie Wandao say that he had not figured out what he asked, so he dared to answer directly. At this time, he had to ask around the bush. Tie Wandao answered him, asking him to confirm again that what Tie Wandao asked before was indeed the question he was thinking, and he did not answer wrong.

After he quickly practiced the method in the branch room, he whispered that the sober jar must not be made on the same day as the sober jar in Wu Xunsheng's room. As for when it was made, he could not know with his current skills.

It was not made on the same day as the sober jar in Wu Xunsheng's room, which already showed that the sober jar was definitely forged. Tie Wandao blushed when he heard it, but he still didn't want to believe that it was true. He insisted that the alchemist go to the main room to see if there is anything in the main room that would affect the sober jar.

Of course, the alchemist didn't want to go. He felt that staying in Tiehongyan's room for a while would be more risky. He wanted to turn it off, but Tie Wandao, who was so angry that he had to go and see it, and he had no choice but to do it.

Therefore, after the alchemist came out of the branch, the fear in his eyes was even greater than before.

At this time, Tie Wandao, whose face was flushed, was obviously suppressing his anger. He handed the key to Tie Hongyan and asked her and the alchemist to follow him to the Lord's room.

Tie Wandao asked the alchemist to see the environment of Tie Hongyan's room owner. This time he still didn't say it in front of Tie Hongyan, but just reminded the alchemist as he had said before. This was because he still didn't want Tie Hongyan to know what happened at this moment. He wanted to wait for the alchemist to ask her after leaving. He thought that if she had made everything clear before he asked her, it would be a time to prepare how to answer or make up some words.

After seeing it, the alchemist said tremblingly: "It's true."

Tie Wandao told the alchemist that he could leave. The alchemist felt that at this time he was walking by the pot filled with boiling oil to avoid arrows, and suddenly there was a solid soft ladder on the top of the house stretching down towards him. As long as he was about to get up the ladder, the arrow could not be shot at him, and he no longer had to continue to worry about falling into the boiling oil or falling into the flames.
Chapter completed!