A Beginner's Guide to Magic

During these two years alone on the mountain, Lu Yang has figured out a set of cooking skills that suits him. Although it is far inferior to the former housekeeper of Wanzhang Peak, Mrs. Shen, she can barely make ends meet.

Feng Chan watched him skillfully chop and stir-fry vegetables, and actually prepared three dishes and one soup to entertain this sudden visitor, he was very moved, thinking that he had lived for decades, yet he could still wait to eat his disciple Xiaojing's food, carefully After thinking about it carefully, I almost burst into tears on Wanzhang Peak.

He couldn't stop him from eating, so he held the vegetables between his hands and said, "Little wooden boy, don't you have anything else you want to ask me?"

Lu Yang paused for a moment while picking up the rice, then continued to pick up the dishes in silence, shaking his head slightly.

"Want to know something about...about your ex-husband?"

Lu Yang almost spit out a mouthful of rice.

He asked Feng Chan with his eyes: Where did I get my ex-husband from?

"He's not in good condition." Feng Chan stared at him, trying to find a trace of humanity from his cold and stiff face: "Qiqi and the others fought Chen Qiandie for two years, but the Hehuan Sect did not give up. When something is missing, the carriages arrive one after another, and the money pours in like a stream, endlessly."

Lu Yang lowered his eyes, stared at the scrambled eggs for a while, and said calmly: "His family is very rich, so it's nothing to give some money."

"But the Gu on his body has not been solved." Feng Chan recalled the scene when Li Qing fell ill, his back was a little hairy, and half of his body had goosebumps: "It happened once a month before, and his lips hurt so much. It was all white, sweating all over, and unable to speak. After that, it happened once every two weeks, and then once a week. Some time ago, it seemed like it happened every day. He was lying in a small dark room. Who would come? If you don't speak, it's like dying."

Lu Yang remained silent, his eyeballs motionless.

"Hey, you said that since he and Chen Qiandie are in the same group, why did he help us instead? You can find Chen Qiandie to get rid of the poison and live the rest of your life safely, so why lie alone in the small room , holding your clothes to pass the time?"

Lu Yang trembled all over, a little surprised: "...my clothes?"

Feng Chan nodded: "Could it be that after you stayed in the Red Sleeve Valley for a while, the clothes have the effect of relieving the pain?"

Lu Yang put down the bowl and chopsticks, he couldn't finish the meal.

Feng Chan pondered for a while, then suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh! So Li Qing is not from Chen Qiandie's side! Or he used to be, for you he..."

Lu Yang got up and walked out the door.

Feng Chan took another two mouthfuls of rice, then hurriedly followed, and saw scattered snowflakes falling outside the door again, one piece just landed on the tip of his nose.

Lu Yang was about to walk into his hut, but suddenly, he stopped quickly, as if recalling something, he turned around and waved to Feng Chan: "Follow me to the ancestral hall."

The two ran to the ancestral hall of Wanzhang Peak. The ancestral hall that used to be a little faded compared to other sects is now full of guests and gathered together. There is a long row of tablets. Those relatively new tablets are carefully engraved with their names and lifetime The order in the sect is neat and tidy, among the eighty or so tablets, there is one that is the most respectable, with the best carving workmanship, Feng Chan can faintly see something written on it.

Lu Yang stood still in front of the table where the ancestors were enshrined, looked at Feng Chan, and pointed to a pair of neatly placed tablets at the bottom.

One is an empty tablet without a name, and the other is engraved with Lu Guannan, the eighth generation peak master.

"You two." Lu Yang said.

Feng Chan walked over, holding one in each hand, holding it up to look carefully.

After a while, he laughed, and looked back at Lu Yang: "Does he also have me in his heart, even a little, a little bit?"

Lu Yang thought to himself, he lurked in Wanzhang Peak for you, and killed the leader of the martial arts alliance. Do you think he has you in his heart?

"Well, there should be a little."

Feng Chan finally smiled, thought for a while, and put the tablet back.

"Let me be by his side, even without a name."

The two rushed to the current stronghold of the righteous Jianghu, that is, high-rise buildings, and stopped many incidents of fake Jianghu people robbing ordinary people along the way. Lu Yang hadn't gone down the mountain for a long time, so he didn't know about such things, wrinkled After frowning, he sighed.

Feng Chan was very calm, he said: "Last year was fine, the Wulin League was still in charge of the sects under it. Now the whole world is in chaos, the famous ones are busy fighting to encroach on the land, and those below who have crooked minds are doing it For robbery, the government sent batch after batch of people, who were killed one after another, and in the end they couldn't control it anymore, just like this."

In the past, every family could not even lock the door when they went out, but now they dare not sleep without an ax and dagger next to their pillows.

"The world is too chaotic." Lu Yang said.

When they finally arrived at the tall building, the man wearing a full set of iron armor standing guard at the door saw Feng Chan's face and hurriedly opened the door for them.

"You can even brush your face?" Lu Yang asked.

Feng Chan was a little proud: "I saved their young master and his wife, and now I am their distinguished guest."

It turned out that Lu Jianshen had married that very violent fiancee.

Lu Yang was a little puzzled: "Isn't that young lady from Fuyunmen? How did you save her?"

"The relationship between the two of them is very good, that little girl seems to want to live and die with the tall building." Feng Chan quickly climbed the steps, and picked a thorn in his mouth: "It's not like you, you married your wife and let her take care of her alone child."

Lu Yang hesitated to speak, and finally had nothing to say.

Finally arrived at the top floor, dragged a group of Jiang Hu people who were discussing matters, and squeezed into Lu Jianshen's room. There were people sitting and lying in the room. Lu Yang glanced at them and saw that they were all acquaintances.

Duan Qiqi was leaning on the chair to read the documents. Hearing the hurried footsteps, he raised his eyes and saw Lu Yang's familiar yet unfamiliar face. "Brother Lu." He continued to look down at the paperwork again, as if he had a headache.

Lu Yang saw that she had a white hair band on her head, white flowers on her head, and her clothes were very clean, almost all white, so he sighed.

Lin Mengjiao just walked in from the door, holding a bowl of hot medicine, saw Lu Yang's back, and exclaimed, the bowl in her hand could not be held firmly, and almost spilled on the ground: "...Brother Lu, you Still alive!"

Feng Chan went over to take the medicine bowl, sat down on the side of the bed, and said to the lying human on the bed: "I brought you back."

The person on the bed closed his eyes tightly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face was extremely pale. He had been in a coma for an unknown amount of time. It was Pei Ningyi, the head of the Dongting Terrace who asked him to invite Lu Yang down.

Lin Mengjiao glanced at Lu Yang again, leaned over to help Pei Ningyi up, and Feng Chan poured the medicine into his mouth neatly, and it didn't seem to improve.

"How long has he been in a coma?" Lu Yang asked.

Lin Mengjiao shook her head: "If you don't wake up tonight, even my mother won't be able to save you."

Duan Qiqi finished reading the paperwork, stood up abruptly, rushed out vigorously, and called several heads of small sects for a meeting.Lu Yang stared at her back for a while, then turned around and discussed with Lin Mengjiao about the treatment plan. After talking for a while, Feng Chan sat obediently by the bed, poking Pei Ningyi's cheek for fun.

A Taoist priest was lying on a reclining chair spread out in the corner. After listening for a while, he finally opened his mouth helplessly: "Is it true that no one saw me?"

Lu Yang glanced at Li Jixiang, moved a chair and sat in it, scanned his current appearance up and down, and was suddenly speechless.

In his mind, a Taoist priest has always been an invincible existence. Li Qing once revealed that he fought against him in private, but he did not see him lose the wind. It can be seen that Li Jixiang is a worldly expert who hides his strength, maybe he even cheated.

So why is it like this?

Lu Yang asked, "Did Chen Qiandie shoot a cannon at your head?"

Li Jixiang looked at him sadly: "Can't it be that I accidentally made a mistake?"

Lu Yang took the tea from Lin Mengjiao, and said, "Aren't you strategizing, you can be called Zhuge Liang of the day? How could you miss it?"

Lin Mengjiao said flatly from the side: "He is lustful and has taken a fancy to the enemy."

Lu Yang took a sip of tea, wiped his mouth vigorously, his pupils trembled slightly: "...Chen Qiandie?"

Li Jixiang's face actually showed a trace of shyness. He glanced at Lu Yang with a smile, closed his eyes very shyly, and said, "Young Master of Huaishui Sect, Tao Zhu."

Lu Yang counted with his fingers, and said, "The Huaishui Sect seems to be the number one lackey of the Wulin League."

"Isn't that right? He was able to beat him, but he insisted on releasing water. He entangled with the girl for three days and three nights. Finally, the girl got angry and wanted to kill him, but he couldn't bear to fight back. After running a few steps, he fell into Chen Qianzhang's hands." Here, it’s the time when you’re exhausted, so it would be nice to get your life back.” Lin Mengjiao sat on the side sewing the clothes of the little doll, and she sighed several times with a hint of disrespect in her tone.

Lu Yang didn't know what to comment, so he could only give a thumbs up to Li Daochang who was lying on the sickbed and could not move.

"Miss Tao is really exciting." Li Jixiang's right hand was still hanging, so he had to hold his face with his left hand, looking towards the window, and pretending to miss: "You are beautiful, but you have a bad temper, your martial arts are still good, and you don't talk much. It's just too right." I've lost my appetite."

Lu Yang was a little speechless, and turned to ask Lin Mengjiao, "When did Qi Qi become like this?"

Lin Mengjiao stopped what she was doing, and her expression became even sadder: "Both the owner and his wife sacrificed, and Master Jingming... oh."

Lu Yang didn't quite understand the latter sentence, and turned to look at the Taoist priest. Li Jixiang was still smiling and looking at the window, but he forcibly turned his head around.

Lu Yang: "Don't tell me, that monk picked up a monkey from the bottom of the mountain and went to the West to learn scriptures."

Li Jixiang's expression was very indifferent, and he said: "No, he is dead."

"died?"

"Dead. Isn't it common for people to die these days?"

Lin Mengjiao sighed again, and said: "That day, Chen Qiandie's main force went to Peacock Villa. After the owner was killed by a group of disciples, Qiqi fled with the seriously ill owner's wife and others. Passing Mingjing Temple, Master Jingming took With a group of monks coming forward to intercept the pursuers, those people's methods are really vicious, and the monks are no match for them... Well, in the end, Qiqi and the others escaped, and Mingjing Temple has not been contacted until now."

The back of Lu Yang's neck felt a little chilly. Chen Qiandie was a man of deep scheming and viciousness. If he could kill Wanzhang Peak back then, he might not let Mingjing Temple go now.

So what about a thousand-year-old temple, and what about a century-old foundation, even if you have accumulated virtue and done good deeds all your life, you will not be able to escape the fire and be burned in the end.

This world is still in chaos after all.

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The author has something to say:

I found out, I didn't enter V's life.It doesn't matter, let's be strict, and writing well is the business.

I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

感谢在2021-09-1723:37:51~2021-09-1919:54:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Heck!! 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!