Medical mountains and rivers

Luck is not a trivial matter. Don't you see that once a giant like the Yin family loses the protection of luck, the halo above his head will become a white silk that reminds him of his life.

No matter what Song Chengqing's purpose was, if he dared to stretch out his hand, it meant that this person didn't care about Taoism, power or even the world.

... Such a person is too dangerous.

"To catch him now is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack."

"Do your best, at least find out where his luck is being used by him?"

If it is public, you can make an exception.

If it is private...

The old man with white beard and hair had serious eyes and made up his mind.

"laugh."

"Yanghe, what are you laughing at?"

The woman in the blue dress and red skirt cast a sideways glance, and said eagerly, "It's a waste of effort. If Song Chengqing was so simple, today's meeting wouldn't be necessary."

"Why does Master Yang need to be ambitious for others? Is there no one in my Taoist sect?"

Yang He said flatly: "There are naturally capable people in Xuanmen, but people can't always stumble in the same place."

When Tianjin first showed his edge, Xuanmen's attitude was much tougher than it is now, and it turned out that he was slapped in the face.

After she mentioned it, many people present recalled the past, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

Yang He stood up, "The meeting is too long, I still have things to finish, so I'll take a step ahead." The two cardamom girls followed her all the way out of the association, and couldn't help asking questions until they got into the car.

"Landlord, wouldn't it be good for us to leave like this?"

"What are you afraid of?" Yang He brushed his hair and lazily retreated into the back seat, "The terminal only deals with the dead, and the muddy water of the living has nothing to do with us."

She was about to take a nap when she caught a glimpse of a white shadow outside the car out of the corner of her eye.

One green and one blue... Could it be?

Thinking of the people in the association who were still talking freely, Yang He couldn't help laughing.

The base camp has been trampled on several times, but I don't even realize it.

But this cat is really beautiful, does she want to have one too?

The white cat lay on the branch, quietly watching the ostentatious car gallop away, waited for a while, and then leisurely descended the tree with its tail raised.

The imperial capital is bustling. If it wasn't for overlooking it, no one would have thought that the Fengshui Association and the Twelve Fragrances would be located on the same straight line.

As a well-known ecological scenic spot in Yuxia, the crowds are bustling during the day, but after six o'clock in the afternoon, the doors are closed to thank guests, which has caused many people to criticize it.

The white cat evaded the monitoring familiarly and found its owner hiding here.

Unkempt and dispirited, even people from the Taoist sect would not dare to believe that this weak baby-like person could be the Song Chengqing they had been looking for.

"Meow~"

He stretched out his tongue to lick his palm, with anxious and worried eyes.

Song Chengqing patted the cat's head and comforted him: "Don't worry, I feel much more comfortable after eating the bird eggs you brought back yesterday."

I don't know who planted the "bird eggs" on Lin Hanjun's body. He originally wanted to wait for fattening, and then follow the line to see if he could find a big fish.

Think of it as early enjoyment.

Song Chengqing sighed: "Come to the world of mortals for a walk, if you don't want unlimited scenery, you don't have to be bad luck."

Everything was fine, and after seeing off the water god, he wandered around a couple of times leisurely, eating, drinking and having fun.

By the next day it changed.

First, the inexplicable loss of shamanic power, and then the pain in the Qijing Bamai, which almost killed him.

The last shamanic power was used to prop up the barrier, otherwise the people from the Taoist sect would chase after him and find himself half an ordinary person, and the consequences...hehe.

Thanks to this "bird egg" to replenish the body, I can still endure it again.

"Yibai, you and Erhei are going to monitor the Taoist sect, and let me know if there is anything."

And he, during this period, must recover his strength!