Chapter 8: The Son of Luck

Inside Yongshou Hall, the atmosphere is noisy.

Bai Yuexing's strength is average, but she didn't lose in momentum, and she behaved like a hard stubble, but in Yu Cangshan's opinion, this is a stupid woman with an iron head.

Sure enough, o is brainless, and I can't be fooled.

"What's the noise?"

An old man walked out of the back hall, and the triangular eyes of the yin owl swept around, which made Yu Cangshan lower his head, and he didn't dare to breathe.

This is a Jindan boss.

Bai Yueyun also died down.

There's no way, in the cultivation realm, after all, strength is respected.

Mortals condense qi into a sea in their bodies, cultivate the true yuan, and step into the realm of refining qi, so that they are qualified to be called monks, and then build a foundation, and then Jindan, and then go up, cultivate the Yuan Baby, and can call themselves the Dharma King.

"Scattered!"

The old man scolded.

Don't look at him not being here just now, but Jin Dan's divine sense can scan the movements within a radius of a hundred miles, and he has already discovered this conflict in the medicine hall.

The old man didn't care about picking up a mortal and making some extra money, but Bai Yueyu intervened sideways, making a big fuss and affecting the reputation of Yongshoutang, which was not good.

The Jindan boss spoke, and no one in the crowd of onlookers dared to make a mistake, even if it dispersed.

"Rise the interest!"

The old man glared at Yu Cangshan.

It's so hard to blackmail a mortal boy, are you a monk?

"The disciple knows that he is wrong!"

Yu Cangshan felt aggrieved, isn't this to abide by the rules of Changle Fang? If I am outside, I can peel off his skin and make it into an insoles, and step on it every day.

When the old man returned to the inner hall, Yu Cangshan threw the spirit fruit on the ground: "Get out, Yongshoutang won't do your business!"

"Don't be impulsive!"

Bai Yuexing reminded.

Yu Cangshan was deliberately provoking Lu Anzhi, if this young man opened his mouth to scold or even do something, then Yu Cangshan would have a reason to kill him.

"I understand!"

Lu Anzhi warned himself not to be impulsive, and when he became a monk, this humiliation would definitely be repaid tenfold.

Out of the medicine hall and standing on the street, Lu Anzhi thanked the righteous and stubborn papaya: "Boss, thank you for your help, I have written down this favor!"

"And what are you going to do with it?"

Bai Yuexing quipped.

The main thing is that this young man is handsome and very attractive, otherwise Bai Yuexing would not bother to say such a thing to a mortal.

People who are handsome will always get some preferential treatment.

Just like Fang Cai, the Jindan boss can just transmit the voice order through the air, why do you want to come out? It's not to take a look at the boss's big papaya!

Because of her beautiful face and proud figure, Bai Yuexing is also a celebrity in Changle Fang, and I don't know how many male cultivators want to double cultivate with her.

Among them, there are even some nuns with unique tastes.

Lu Anzhi was silent, if he said that he gave the other party a chance, Bai Yuezhi would definitely think that she was bragging, and took a step back, she believed it, so how could she explain how she learned about this opportunity?

The magic weapon is moving!

Although the Immortal King Divine Machine has no combat effectiveness, it is definitely the first auxiliary of Xiaoxian Prefecture, after all, there is too much important information recorded in the Immortal King's diary and encyclopedia above.

"Why don't you do this, how about being a buddy for me?

Bai Yuexing looked at Lu Anzhi, five spirit sand to buy a 'vase', put it in the store to attract the eyes, great value!

Lu Anzhi smiled helplessly.

A Xiangfei purple grape, priced at ten pieces of spiritual sand, is worth half a life, but don't look at it like this, Bai Yueyu is also bleeding profusely.

The monthly salary of opening spiritual sand to mortals, or five, is definitely the behavior of a top loser, and when she returns home, she will not be beaten by her husband, that is her luck!

Out of the corner of Lu Anzhi's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the boss's big papaya, and suddenly felt that he was worried about the sky, with her posture, no matter how ruthless her husband was, he was reluctant to fight, right?

Anyway, I'm reluctant!

Syllable!

The proprietress flexed her fingers and flicked them on Lu Anzhi's head.

"What are you thinking?"

Lu Anzhi's little eyes, how could he hide from a monk's eyes, but Bai Yuezhi was not angry, but instead straightened his chest proudly.

hum

Although there are many female cultivators in the world, there is one that can fight!

"Thank you for the hostess!"

Lu Anzhi clenched his fists: "However, I refuse!"

"Haha, young people have big ambitions, yes!"

Bai Yueyu patted Lu Anzhi on the shoulder, then took out a money bag with gold edges from his arms, grabbed a handful of spiritual sand, and handed it to him directly.

"No, not for sale!"

You're too generous, aren't you?

Lu Anzhi was shocked, quickly shook his head, took out five grapes and offered: "This is a thank you gift, no money!"

"Can I still take advantage of you as a mortal?"

Bai Yueyu pinched a grape casually, and without seeing any spell casting action, a spring appeared out of thin air, wrapped the grape, and cleaned it, and then the proprietress threw it into her red lips, and bit it with neat white silver teeth!

Kiss!

Burst!

Feeling the juice with sweetness spreading in her mouth, Bai Yueyu was stunned.

Huh?

The aura contained in this fragrant concubine purple is several times richer than what I have eaten before!

Ha!

No wonder that demon cultivator wants to take advantage of it!

Bai Yuexuan looked at Lu An again, this is the opportunity you encountered, right? It's a pity, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it!

"Young man, if you change your attention in the future, come to the Emma Department Store, I will hire you as a vase...... Uh, be a buddy, with a monthly salary of ten spirit sand!"

After Bai Yueyu finished speaking, she added another sentence mentally, if you still have 'future'.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a dream of cultivating immortals in his heart, Lu Anzhi might have agreed, after all, in a lifetime, it would have been a high incense burner to meet a generous boss.

Why is it 'Aima' department store?

Love Prince Charming?

Or do you like to ride big horses?

You're too casual with the name of the store, aren't you?

Lu Anzhi muttered, and counted the spiritual sand given by the proprietress, there were thirty-six, which was definitely a lot of extra money.

Lu Dalang didn't know that the proprietress went to Baixiangju for dinner, and she rewarded Chi Ling who sang the song, which was more than that.

In the cultivation realm, there is also a gap between the rich and the poor, and for the poor cultivators who wear the three treasures of dick, the spiritual sand earned in a hard year is not enough for the second generation of cultivators to sleep for one night.

Extremely extravagant!

Although the seventh of the Immortal King's top 100 wish menu was to taste the twelve most famous Oiran in Xiaoxian Prefecture, Lu Anzhi didn't dare to think about it.

Now that I have the money, the priority is to get that watchdog of the antique shop...... No, buy that 'chance'!

......

Outside the Lantern Flower Alley, the sunset is shining!

A sixteen-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth, shaking a gold-painted paper fan, striding leisurely, admiring the atmosphere of the market in the alley.

He wore a jade crown on his head, a vermilion bird robe, a dragon belt around his waist, and an old servant with strong spirits behind him.

Most monks can only see that this young man is either rich or expensive, and he is definitely from the second generation of cultivators, and they can't recognize what kind of spiritual clothes he is wearing at all.

Only those monks from wealthy families can tell that this son has a small button on his body, which is a thousand-year-old Puzhu, and it is extremely luxurious.

This kind of spirit mussel that lives in the East China Sea can only be bred into two or three in the body after thousands of years, and they are natural self-adaptive defense spirit treasures.

In other words, when the wearer is attacked, even if the wearer is not aware of it, this Thousand Years of Pur Bead will unfold a water shield in the shape of a spirit clam to protect the wearer.

In one sentence, just such a bead, 100,000 spirit sand, and there is no market, and there is a good count, on this young man's Vermilion Bird robe, there are a row of double buttons, a total of 12 embroidered.

What is luxury?

And this is!

"Uncle Lu, look at that bull demon, the posture of striking iron is so handsome, let's buy it, shall we?"

The young man saw that outside a refining workshop, there was a demon cultivator with a bull head and a human body, and the eight-pack abdominal muscles on his abdomen were extremely handsome, which made him a little envious.

"Son, that's a coolie, what did you buy it for?"

The old servant was helpless.

Like this, a demon cultivator with infinite power and no skills, can only sell blood and sweat in the refining workshop to earn money, which is the most unskilled job.

"Look at the iron!"

The young man was speechless, and suddenly, a dog barked next to him, which startled him and jumped to the side subconsciously.

Woohoo!

"Wan Bao Zhai?"

The boy glanced at the plaque, this is an antique shop, the kind of business that relies on eyesight and experience to eat.

Since the birth of the Xiuzhen civilization, it has gone through dozens of Yuanhui, one Yuanhui 129,600 years, in such a long time, the tide of civilization ebb and flow, there are glories, there are also troughs, I don't know how many antique treasures have been left.

Wanbao Zhai is to make a living by appreciating treasures and picking up leaks, if you can find an ancient magic weapon, it is really not open for a year, open for ten years.

Outside this antique shop, there was a big black-backed wolf dog on a leash, which was originally lying on its stomach, but when it saw the young man in brocade, it immediately barked.

Woohoo!

The big wolf dog not only barked wildly, but also flounced so vigorously that it wanted to rush at the boy, so much so that it dragged the chain that was tied to it with a rattle.

"Get out of here!"

Lu Bo scolded, but he didn't let go of the spiritual pressure, but just glared, and the big wolf dog immediately crawled on the ground in fright, trembling.

"Uncle Lu, does this dog like me?"

The teenager was curious.

The big wolf dog seemed to be human, and when he heard this, he immediately whined, barked flatteringly, and bit the clay pot in front of its kennel, and dragged it in front of the young man.

Lu Bo immediately showed a look of disgust, and pulled the young man back, this clay pot is the rice bowl of the big wolf dog, and there are vegetable soup scraps in it, which are sprinkled everywhere as the wolf dog drags it.

"Uncle Lu, will you buy it?"

After the young man finished speaking, he squatted in front of the big wolf dog again and touched its head: "My surname is Song Jiyuan, what about you?"

Uncle Lu sighed deeply, is there no problem with the child's brain?

Always behaving strangely, what do you say you name a dog?

Isn't there a shame?

At this moment, the shopkeeper of Wanbao Zhai heard the movement and walked out to check the situation.

"Shopkeeper, I want this dog, can I make a price?"

Song Yuanji laughed, his temperament was as gentle as jade, and he was really a handsome young man.