Qian Shaoyang’s medicine was of great use to Brucille. Many classic prescriptions were recorded in “Yip family’s Mysterious Doctors”, which were no weaker than those sold on the market.
As long as he pushed out these classic prescriptions that had a history of a hundred years at the right time, he could quickly get rich.
The pharmaceutical industry was definitely a good industry to quickly make money.
What really interested Brucille was the “Dao Immortal Pill” that Second Uncle had mentioned. His father had spent decades to develop this new medicine, and he needed to verify how it worked.
All the Chinese herbs on the prescription were relatively common. Except for some relatively remote broad-leaf peach, mulberry, and so on, the rest of the herbs were often bought on the market.
However, Brucille had never heard of one of them, which made him very curious. Logically speaking, such a thing shouldn’t have happened to him after studying Chinese medicine for so many years.
Putting the prescription in his palm, Brucille read it over and over again. He was sure that his father’s calligraphy was powerful and clear. It could not be a mistake at all.
He had never heard of this herb before, but it was profound and profound. According to the records of the Chinese medicine in the book, there were nearly ten thousand kinds of herbs.
Brucille moved into the Banshan Villa and cleaned up all the things in the basement. These things were left for him by his Second Uncle.
He had the right to deal with everything here. He intended to keep some antiques, calligraphy, and painting, and sell the other things directly to the auction house.
Now that he was short of money, these things could relieve his urgent need.
There was actually a copy of the Clear River Painting hidden on the top floor of the cabinet. There was almost no difference between the design and the design. It was even better in small details.
This kind of work was not very valuable, so Brucille intended to keep it well.
Then came all kinds of porcelain, antique smoking pots, and some strange things. Brucille, who was on the second floor of the basement, rarely entered this place when he was a child. This place gave people a feeling that it was a cellar.
It was a terrible thing for a child to enter the cellar. He always imagined that there might be something super energy here.
Today, Brucille had become a completely devoid of spirit. He turned on the ladder’s light and walked down step by step.
There was a bad smell on his face. No one had come down from this place for many years.
The dim yellow light on the lamp looked like a ghost fire that made people shiver.
A creaking sound came from behind Brucille. He was already a little nervous, but when he turned around, he found Silvia standing behind him.
“Why did you come down in the middle of the night?”
“This room is so empty that I can’t sleep. I found that the light in the basement is on, and I wanted you to talk to me downstairs. If you think I’m annoying, I’ll leave now.”
“You are always too sensitive. When did I ever say that you were annoying? When you were a child…”
Brucille suddenly stopped. After all, he didn’t know about Silvia in his previous life.
He changed his words and said, “When I was a child, I was most afraid of entering this kind of underground space. I always felt that the hell was below.”
Silvia giggled. “I didn’t expect such a bold person like you to be so timid. It’s just that the basement makes people feel that it’s gloomy and horrible. When I came to this place, I thought of many creepy movies.”
“Many horrible things happened in the basement in one of the movies, and one of them was a man who abused women.”
After that, she suddenly stopped because there was another man in this place besides her.
Brucille made a face, and Silvia said in a sweet voice, “You’re so annoying. Let’s see what’s here.”
Silvia’s heart skipped a beat. She realized that when she was alone with Brucille, she would feel an inexplicable sense of pleasure. This made her feel as if she was walking on the edge of danger.
She had warned herself more than once that she couldn’t get involved in it no matter what. Otherwise, what should she do if she killed her mother?
Brucille was looking for something useful in the basement with a mine lamp. Silvia waved her hand and said, “Come and have a look. There’s a very delicate box here.”
Brucille was surprised that there was not a speck of dust in such a dark basement.
He carefully opened the button on the lid and was about to open it when Silvia suddenly screamed.
“Wait, what if there is a mechanism? Will you shoot both of us to death?”
At first, Brucille didn’t think it was a big deal, but after hearing what she said, he also became worried. So when he opened the lid, he was extremely careful. There was actually a Shangfang Precious Sword inside.
“Ah, it’s such an exquisite sword with a dragon carved on it. It seems to be an antique. Is it used by the emperor?”
Silvia gave this sword a preliminary inference based on her intuition. She thought that it was used by the emperor.
Brucille held the sword in his hand. There was a word “Ye” carved on the hilt of the sword, which weighed about seven or eight pounds.
Presumably, it belonged to the Yip family, and the person who appeared here should be his father.
What puzzled Brucille was, why did Second Uncle place such an important thing in such a dark place?
Other than that, there was nothing else in the basement.
Silvia always felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at her in this place. She felt cold. She took Brucille’s arm and whispered in his ear, “Let’s go, Brucille. I’m a little cold.”
The reason why Brucille translated it for her was that he said, “Actually, I am very scared.”
With her arms around Silvia’s shoulders, they returned from the second floor underground to the third floor. This place became much warmer. However, this was also because Silvia did not know what had happened on this floor.
If Brucille had told her that a few people had died in this place, she would have gone completely crazy at the place where she stood.
The light on the first floor was slightly better. Brucille pulled out the sword in his hand and found that it was still sharp.
However, Silvia saw a word on the sword with her sharp eyes. “This seems to be a word. Let me have a look.”
She lowered her body to take a look. “It’s a fixed ‘cultivation’ character.”
There were “Ye” on the hilt and “cultivation” on the body of the sword. It seemed that the sword was not used by the emperor, but by his father, Ye Xiu.
He looked at it carefully and found that the sword was brand new without any dust.
“It’s nothing. It looks pretty. I can take it out and play with it. Let’s go up. It’s getting late. Let’s go to bed early.”
When they returned to the living room, the other two had already fallen asleep.
Silvia gently pushed open her door and waved goodbye to Brucille. In fact, there was only a wall between the two of them.
Brucille carefully placed the sword on the desk in the room, then lay down and fell asleep quietly.