my luck is on

The woman stood in the tower overlooking the alley, frowning into a straight line.

"What are you thinking, your brows are forming a line of sky?"

The woman leaned back slowly, and the familiar smell made her tense state of mind loosen.

"Why did you come back so early? Didn't the leader ask you to help the third young master?"

Zhang Zhinan sniffed the scent of purple peony, and said, "What's the matter, are you unhappy that I'll be back early?"

The woman leaned against Zhang Zhinan's arms, her slender jade palms hugged Zhang Zhinan's back tightly, and said, "I've been very worried that I will never see you again."

Zhang Zhinan rubbed the girl's cheeks, and said: "This time, I only went out for a while, and there are rumors outside that the fairy artifact of Yushoumen was stolen, it must be caused by your little trouble."

The woman turned around, took out the silver ring from her bosom, handed it to Zhang Zhinan happily, and said, "This is Peony's birthday gift to the Young Master."

Zhang Zhi pushed Mudan's forehead, smiled wryly and said: "Give this to me, isn't it to find fault with me, and I didn't say it before, don't call me the young master."

Peony stuck out her tongue, then hugged Zhang Zhinan, and said delicately, "Those mosquitoes will definitely not be your opponent, I know."

Zhang Zhinan said with a cheerful smile, "I know I'm going to make trouble for me, and punish you to stay with me for one night today."

Hearing these words, Mudan's cheeks were like the setting sun slowly setting in the sky, and she nodded ruddy.

Seeing Zhiguang in front of the inn holding a Buddhist bead and constantly bowing his head to chant scriptures, Lu Yang sighed.

After experiencing Yuna's charm, the woman's charm just now had no effect on him at all.

But from the looks of it, that woman's charm skills really aren't too bad.

At least, Zhiguang was recruited.

Lu Yang walked up to Zhiguang's side, and lightly pressed Zhiguang's left shoulder, only to find that Zhiguang's face turned red.

Lu Yang wryly smiled and said: "By Xuantian's pardon, I will purify my heart and clear the spring, and my ice heart will chill my consciousness. I am as urgent as a law."

A cold spiritual force slowly flowed in along the left shoulder, which made Zhiguang's mind slightly relaxed.

Zhiguang let out a breath and said, "Amitabha, thank you fellow Taoist for saving me, otherwise I would have almost broken the precept just because of my little monk's cultivation."

Lu Yang let go of his hand and said, "It's nothing, I just have more experience than you, so charm is nothing to me."

Zhiguang said curiously: "I don't know if the benefactor can share it, so that the little monk can improve."

Looking at Zhiguang's sincere eyes, Lu Yang scratched his forehead.

Speaking of which, I really don't know how to start...

"I have experienced the charm of a five-tailed fox before, so that low-level charm just now has no effect on me."

Hearing this, Zhiguang nodded, and said: "The master in Shanguang Temple warned us that the charm of the spirit fox family can be said to be conceived by the heaven and earth. It is unexpected that the benefactor can get out of trouble, and the little monk admires it."

Looking at the scattered peonies in the inn, Zhiguang sighed and said: "The color kalpa can seduce the mind more than the killing kalpa, Amitabha, it seems that the skill of the little monk is far from enough."

Even Ning Juehui was easily influenced by Yuna. The reason why Lu Yang was able to survive the disaster was not only the relationship with Jingfeng Qingxin Jue, but also the most important thing is that his mind gradually changed.

At this time, a thin figure bumped into Lu Yang, and what came out was a strong smell of medicine.

"What are you doing! You don't even look at the road when you walk."

A childish voice came from behind.

Lu Yang turned around to look, it was the boy who had just parted in the alley.

"It's you!"

The two shouted in unison.

The boy picked up the herbs all over the floor and said, "Thank you so much just now, I have something to do and I'll leave first."

Lu Yang glanced at the herbs in the boy's arms.

As one of the head disciples of the Refining Realm School, Lu Yang still knows a thing or two about the basics of medicine.

"Longxiang, Polygonum multiflorum, Ganoderma lucidum... Will you suffer from these medicinal materials? If you don't grasp the timing well, although the medicinal properties will not disappear, it is inevitable that the medicinal effects will be greatly reduced."

The boy opened his eyes wide in surprise, and said in shock: "The doctor didn't tell me this."

Lu Yang sighed and said, "Could you just take the spirit crystal and go directly to pay the bill?"

The boy took out some scattered spirit stones from his pocket, and boasted: "I replaced them all with spirit stones, and paid the bill with spirit stones."

Lu Yang was annoyed and funny, and said, "I'm sure you've been tricked a lot, but it's okay, anyway, money won't mean much to you in the future, let's think about how to make this medicine."

Turning around, Lu Yang walked to Zhiguang's side and whispered a few words.

Immediately, Zhiguang nodded and said: "Young monk understands, then see you tomorrow, fellow Taoists, please be careful, it is easy to hide from open spears, but difficult to guard against hidden arrows."

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Master Zhiguang is too."

"Let's go, I have to leave after you finish decocting this medicine." Lu Yang patted the boy on the shoulder.

The boy shouted gratefully: "I will repay you in the future."

Lu Yang said lightly, "No need."

Immediately, the two walked through the alley and came to a low shanty town.

With a light push from the boy's hand, the decayed door was pushed open.

A rotten and damp smell came head-on along the airflow.

Lu Yang bent down to enter this low house. Compared with the magnificent tiled buildings outside, this place is not even comparable to thatched cottages.

The sunlight seemed to be sifted through, and the mottled light and shadow made the whole house look even more dilapidated.

"Mom, I'm back, wait a minute, I'll make you a decoction."

The boy walked up to the woman and lowered his head to wipe the sweat from the woman's forehead.

The woman's face was haggard, her cheeks were sunken, she touched the boy's immature face with difficulty, and said: "Mother is okay...don't worry."

The boy's eyes flickered, and he stubbornly wiped away the tears from his eyes, then he got up and took out the medicine stove with a corner missing.

Looking at the uneven medicinal materials, the boy froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at Lu Yang.

Lu Yang walked up to the boy silently, and said, "Leave the rest to me, go and accompany your mother, there will be no chance in the future."

The boy walked over silently, and buried his head deeply in the woman's arms.

The woman felt the warmth in her arms, opened her eyes, and said gently, "Did something happen?"

The boy smelled the rotten smell coming from the woman's mouth, hugged the woman deeply, and said, "Today I want to be by Mother's side."

The woman showed a gratified smile, and said: "Say something stupid, I can accompany you in the future, but it's up to you, mother hasn't hugged Qing'er for a long time."

Seeing such a warm moment, Lu Yang's heart throbbed.

Lu Yang put the medicinal materials in his hands into the medicine furnace in order, and then controlled the temperature of the furnace with the spiritual fire stimulated by the fire cloud technique.

The original turbid medicinal soup is as clear as a spring.