Ling Long looked at the slow water scales, and couldn't help but feel surprised. In his two lives, he had never seen such a large scale, and the scales were very large and bright under the moonlight.

"Pubo!" The next moment, Ling Long squatted down, put his hands directly into the water, grabbed the scales larger than his palm, and picked them up from the water.

"Wow! What a beautiful scale."

Ling Long held the scales and looked at them carefully, lifting them up from time to time. Under the moonlight, the scales refracted strange light and were imprinted on his face.

The scales were silver-gray as a whole. After being illuminated by moonlight, different lights were reflected from time to time, which made Ling Long very happy. At this moment, some thoughts appeared in his mind.

The scales as big as a palm fell from a bird and beast, and what is the function of this scale? Will it be a dragon's scale? Will it be a fish's scale?

This made Ling Long unable to understand, but in the end he could only be sure that the scales were either dragons or fish. In between the two, he was more willing to believe that the latter, the fish really existed, and the scales were also possible, but he didn't believe it very much. Not to mention whether there was a dragon, even if there was a dragon, it would be impossible to drop such large scales.

"Xiaobai! What kind of fish's scales are these?"

After looking at the scale for a long time, she didn't see any reason. Ling Long looked at Xiaobai and asked softly, since Xiaobai brought him here, Xiaobai should know what the scale is.

When Xiaobai heard Ling Long's words, he used his sharp mouth, spread his wings, combed his feathers, and then used his iron claws to draw a line like an earthworm on the wet ground, and then began the line and drew a fork.

"Jiji!"

Xiaobai put away its claws stained with mud, shouted at Ling Long twice, and flapped his wings.

"This is not the shape of a fish. Only snakes, dragons and dragons have long bodies. But snakes do not have heads and horns, and dragons do not have heads and horns. Only dragons have heads and horns. Could it be that these are dragons? But is there really a dragon in this world?"

Ling Long thought about the lines drawn by Xiaobai. At first he thought it was a snake or a dragon, but when he thought of Xiaobai's head, he drew a fork. What does this fork mean? Is it a horn or something else? Animals with very long bodies, besides snakes and dragons, are dragons, but only those with heads, horns and bodies and long ones are dragons.

Then, Ling Long put the scales into his arms, looked around carefully, and looked around at the surrounding environment, but did not find any abnormalities.

"Light Bai, go back!" Ling Long stopped for a while, but didn't see anything, so he called Xiao Bai, turned around and walked slowly back towards the way he came.

In the academy.

Under the night, the academy was silent. At night, except for the disciples on duty, there were basically no disciples who came out to walk around in the middle of the night.

The pavilion with the highest geographical location of the academy is Yuqing Pavilion, the dean of the academy. Looking down from Yuqing Pavilion, you can bring the entire academy into your eyes.

"Senior Brother Dean!"

"It's late at night, why don't you know what's wrong with me?"

Bai Tian's vice president stepped into Yuqing Pavilion, came to a study room, looked at the middle-aged man sitting upright at the desk, bent down slightly and called, and the person in front of him was Zhao Ye, the current president of Baiyu Academy.

Seeing the vice president visiting, Zhao Ye put down the book in his hand, looked at the vice president and asked, "It was late at night, and he didn't know what the vice president had to do with him at this moment."

"Senior Brother! I believe you also saw it last night. The bird that can control hundreds of birds must not be an ordinary bird, but the owner of such a spiritual bird must be an extraordinary person, so I want to ask my senior brother if he should be careful."

The vice president said softly that the deputy dean was Sun Yu, who was Zhao Ye's junior brother. After seeing Xiaobai, he thought that Xiaobai was different from other birds. Although Xiaobai looked very ordinary birds and didn't have to pay too much attention, it was naturally special that he could command a flock of birds, especially its owner.

"Junior brother! Let it go with the flow of this kind of thing! Sometimes it's good to be a bystander. Often, many things are more complicated and more complicated than they intervene, and the counterproductive ones."

Zhao Ye naturally understood Sun Yu's worries, but some things, the more they interfere, the more they become, the more they become, and may lead to unnecessary trouble. In Zhao Ye's mind, everything in the world has its growth trajectory, and sometimes appropriate changes are also beneficial, but some things may cause different harms due to a slight change.

"It's senior brother!" Then, after Sun Yu returned, he walked out of Yuqing Pavilion. Since the dean's senior brother didn't care, why should he do anything else?

Ling Long walked while touching the scales in his arms, thinking repeatedly whether the scales were from the dragon and why they fell into the stream under the waterfall. Who could make the scales fall from the dragon? The dragon has always cherished the Lin as his life, and will not easily touch its scales.

As for Xiaobai, he stood quietly on Ling Long's shoulder and did not disturb Ling Long.

Not long after, Ling Long walked out of the woods and walked outside Yaoweng's courtyard, but he still looked distracted. When Xiaobai saw Ling Long's expression, he screamed and reminded Ling Long.

"Guum!Guum!"

"Ah!" Ling Long woke up from his lost consciousness when he heard Xiaobai's screams in his ears. He let out a light voice, then calmed down his mood and walked into the courtyard.

After returning to the house, he did not sleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed, carefully untied his clothes, endured the pain, and removed the gauze from the wound. The wound was still bright red, and the blood was still left. Blood stains were also seeping on the gauze that bandaged the wound.

Then, Ling Long took out a small bag of medicine powder from his bag, white medicine powder. He gently applied the medicine powder to the wound, but when the medicine powder was applied to the wound, a look of pain appeared on his face, gritted his teeth tightly, and sweat beads began to appear on his forehead, and the highlighted blue veins were clearly visible.

When Ling Long applied the medicine powder, the sweat on his body soaked his clothes. He was also panting. The pain on the wound still stimulated his nerves, but there was no longer the heart-wrenching pain before.

The medicine powder applied by Linglong was prepared according to the formula of Baiyao in his memory in his previous life, but the formula was originally an herb for pain relief, but he never found it, so the medicine powder only has the effect of stopping bleeding and treating injuries, but has no pain relief, so he is extremely painful.

Baiyao was a collection of various herbs that stop bleeding and remove stasis. After three days of drying, it was ground into powder after drying, soaking in clean water for half an hour to remove impurities and dry in the sun again, and then became this Baiyao. But the only defect is that there are fewer herbs for pain relief, making Baiyao unable to relieve pain.

Ling Long sat on the bed, after applying the medicine, he picked up the new gauze and bandaged the wound. When he got the wound, he felt very tired.

In a dizzy state, my head fell on the bed and fell asleep. Even the bags on the table, the open bags, the gauze that I had replaced, and the gauze that I had not cleaned up.

"Oh~oh~oh!"

In the early morning, the cool breeze blew, and the sun shone brightly on the academy, and a loud rooster crow echoed between the academy.

"It's pretty early!"

Yao Weng muttered, walked down the attic and prepared to go to the yard to pack his herbs, but as soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw the messy table and Ling Long who was sleeping on the bed.

But Yaoweng noticed more about Bai Yao. Bai Yao placed beside Ling Long and Bai Yao's medicine aura attracted his attention, making him unable to help but look at him a few more times.

Then, he walked forward, looked at Baiyao carefully, smelled Baiyao's smell, and felt the herbs in Baiyao. Ling Long, who was sleeping, felt something abnormal around him, woke up and sat up straight.

When he woke up from his hazy sleepiness, he saw Yao Weng standing in front of him and looking at him, which made him feel depressed. He always felt a little uncomfortable when he was stared at by an old man in the early morning.

"Mr. Yao, you got up so early," Ling Long returned to his senses, felt the atmosphere awkward, and said to Yao Weng with a smile.

"I'm old and have less sleep time. I'll ask you, what kind of medicine are you? It doesn't have that heavy medicine," he said.

When Yaowen saw Ling Long wake up, he pointed at Bai Yao beside Ling Long with an old look and asked, he wanted to know what herbs were placed in Bai Yao, and the medicine was not strong, which made him unable to determine which medicinal herbs were included in Bai Yao.

"Mr. Yao, this is a kind of medicine I have learned to treat trauma, called Baiyao. The medicinal materials in it are all ordinary hemostatic and stasis-removing medicinal materials."

Ling Long knew that Yaowen was interested in Baiyao, but he also knew that Yaowen wanted to know the formula of Baiyao so that he could prepare it himself.
Chapter completed!