The sun is shining brightly.

On the road to Wangbei Town, Zhang Lang and Dongfang Xiaoyu walked together.

"Senior sister, are you all immortals going to eat?"

"Of course, whoever told you that the gods don't have to eat. ”

"Bah, we're not immortals, we're just monks. Dongfang Xiaoyu spoke, and secretly glanced at the sky, as if he was afraid that some beings in the sky would hear Zhang Lang's words.

"Senior sister, is there really an immortal in this world?" Zhang Lang continued to ask curiously.

"I don't know, but the master makes us all have a heart of awe!" Dongfang Xiaoyu shook his head and said.

"Senior sister, how long have you been following the master?" Zhang Lang's thinking was very out-of-the-box, and another question was thrown.

"Why are you asking this? It's longer than you anyway. ”

"Then senior sister, you have been cultivating with your master for so long, why are you still practicing qi at the first level?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu: "......." ”

After a long while, she said faintly: "Senior brother, no one has ever told you that if you are too curious, you will have no friends?"

"No, I have a lot of friends, aren't you my good friend, senior sister?" Zhang Lang smiled brightly, as if he didn't hear Dongfang Xiaoyu's words at all.

Dongfang Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Lang like this, and was speechless for a moment, I'm afraid that this little junior brother is not a fool, right?

"Oops!" she was about to go back and talk to her master about it, when suddenly her head was slammed and hit by something.

Raising his head, Zhang Lang found that it was a stone that fell from nowhere.

"Who is so immoral!"

Zhang Lang ran over with concern: "Senior sister, are you okay? You wait for me, I'll go find out the bastard who attacked you?"

"It's okay, don't look for it, it's a coincidence!" Dongfang Xiaoyu looked calm when he said this, as if he had already gotten used to it.

When Zhang Lang heard this, his heart couldn't help but move, and he remembered what the master had told him yesterday that the little senior sister was the son of bad luck.

Is this a seizure? too suddenly!

"Huh!" Zhang Lang, who was thinking about this, casually glanced at the grass next to him, and something shiny flashed.

He hurried over, glanced at it, and smiled.

"Senior sister, you see I picked up a piece of silver. Zhang Lang rushed over, holding a piece of silver of five taels in his hand.

"How did you pick up ......?" Dongfang Xiaoyu's eyes widened in surprise, her face was incredible, she had never encountered such an operation.

"Didn't you bend down to pick it up, senior sister?" Zhang Lang asked curiously.

"No!" Dongfang Xiaoyu said in her heart, I often lose money, and I never knew that there was such an operation as picking up money in this world.

"Haven't even picked up a penny?" Zhang Lang was a little reluctant.

"No!" Dongfang Xiaoyu said with a cold face.

"Then give these five taels of silver to you, senior sister, anyway, I can often pick up money!" Zhang Lang smiled and generously stuffed the silver into his senior sister's hand.

"Do you pick up all the money I lost before?" Dongfang Xiaoyu felt that he had received a 10,000-point critical hit, and he had an urge to vomit blood.

Suddenly, she remembered what the fourth senior sister had said to her yesterday, her junior brother seemed to be the so-called son of luck!

I don't know if it's because of his bad luck, or if his luck is stronger.

The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, and they couldn't help but look at each other's eyes a little weird.

Soon, Wangbei Town arrived.

Although it is morning at the moment, the streets are already very lively, especially the places where stalls are set up on both sides of the town to buy vegetables are even more bustling.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lang was suddenly a little curious, and he didn't know what the difference between this world and ancient China was.

"Oh, the light rain is coming, are you here to buy groceries again?"

"Xiaoyu, is Mrs. Shi okay with her old man?"

"Little master, my radishes here are very watery, and they are specially kept for you, do you want to?"

As soon as Zhang Lang followed Dongfang Xiaoyu closer, the sounds of greeting around him began to sound endlessly.

Dongfang Xiaoyu's face, which had been cold all the way, finally eased a little.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Li, you are early!"

"Uncle Ma kept the radish for me, and I will buy it when I come back, and we will go to the city to buy some rice and noodles. ”

"Senior sister, are you very familiar with this place, do you often come to buy it?" Zhang Lang asked curiously.

"Yes, I will come every two or three days, these uncles, uncles, and aunts are good to me, you will come to buy vegetables alone in the future, remember to take care of their business more!"

Hearing Dongfang Xiaoyu's words, a group of hawkers around couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, in fact, the truth is that Dongfang Xiaoyu always gave money wrongly, and he would give them a lot more every time, and everyone would kindly remind the little girl at the beginning.

But slowly, some people began not to remind them, and now they have become accustomed to it, and everyone is used to it.

A God of Wealth who gives them money every time, who doesn't like it!

Zhang Lang took everyone's expressions to heart, knowing that there was something wrong with it, but he didn't ask too much.

"Little master, who is this?"

Finally someone diverted the topic and asked about Zhang Lang.

"He is my junior brother, my master's newly accepted little apprentice, and he will come to buy vegetables in two days!" Dongfang Xiaoyu couldn't help but glance at Zhang Lang when he said this, seeing that he didn't object, he suddenly became happy, and it seemed that he could finally be freed in the future.

"Senior brother, isn't your Qingjing Nunnery a nunnery, can you accept male disciples?" asked an old man suspiciously.

"This ......!" Dongfang Xiaoyu was suddenly asked, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Who stipulated that the nunnery can't accept male disciples?" Zhang Lang asked with a cold face.

"No, no!" The old man obviously belonged to the cautious type, and quickly waved his hand to deny it when he heard this.

However, the eyes of everyone around Zhang Lang were a little weird, the male disciples in the nunnery, this is easy to make people think about it!

Zhang Lang is extremely thick-skinned, he will look at whoever looks at him, and he has been staring at others, and he has always retracted his gaze with embarrassment on the other party's face.

However, Dongfang Xiaoyu's face was a little thin, and he couldn't stand these eyes, so he pulled Zhang Lang away quickly.

"It's all your fault!" After entering the town, the little senior sister suddenly pursed her mouth angrily.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Lang was a little confused.

"It's all because you're a man, if you're a woman, you wouldn't look at it like this!"

"I ...... Isn't it right that I'm a man?" The corners of Zhang Lang's mouth twitched slightly, imagining the picture of himself dressed in women's clothes, and suddenly shivered.

This...... Don't dare to think, don't dare to think!

"Luckily, I'm a man......!"

"Where are we going next?" Zhang Lang asked.

"Let's have breakfast first, I'm a little hungry!" said the little sister, looking at an old shop that sold breakfast, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips.