Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 25 Attitude mask, entangled love [seeking for further reading]

Fang Yang walked out of the hut, stepped on the long bluestone steps, and moved forward.

Beside him, the white-feathered eagle flapped its wings and followed closely.

As soon as he stepped into the street, Fang Yang noticed something was wrong.

Because generally at this time, the street should not be the peak period of human flow, but the trough period of human flow.

The morning sun broke through the clouds and mist, casting a gentle light.

Then this ray of light was cut into half by the staggered leaves of the old trees and scattered in a tent.

This camp is hung with the flag of the meat bun totem.

"Sir, are you still the same as before?" A big man wearing a black fireman's cloth was asking Fang Yang respectfully.

"Yeah." Fang Yang nodded calmly.

Immediately, he sat at the southernmost table.

This camp was established by a small tribe to provide breakfast, and it was quite popular.

At the same time, this is also an information base for Fang Yang to learn about the frontline war.

Perhaps because there were more people getting up early today, the business here was busier than before, so the fireman's little daughter, a five-year-old girl, had to come to help with the work.

"Ah..." The little girl fell to the ground and made a sound of pain.

The large bowl of broth she was holding carefully in both hands spilled just in front of Fang Yang, and even her head hit Fang Yang's boots, making her miserable.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir." The big man, the fireman, rushed over. His face was as pale as paper. He knelt down on the spot and pulled the little girl's head to kowtow.

The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears, but she did not dare to cry aloud.

When the other diners saw it, their expressions were indifferent and their eyes gradually turned away.

"You can't do such a small thing well, and you're still crying!" The big man, Huo Fu, was shocked and angry. He raised his big hand and wanted to slap Fang Yang hard in the face in order to ask for Fang Yang's forgiveness.

However, while his big hand was still in mid-air, it was grabbed by Fang Yang and unable to move.

"Okay, it's just a small mistake. Just hurry up and make me another broth." Fang Yang said softly.

Immediately, Fang Yang pulled the little girl up and motioned her to go back.

The little girl stopped crying and returned to the rear in a daze.

But on the way, she looked back at Fang Yang from time to time, feeling that this big brother seemed different from other guests. He seemed a little... gentle?
"Thank you, sir, for your forgiveness, thank you for your forgiveness, sir!" The fireman couldn't help but kowtow again to express his gratitude.

Not long after, a bowl of fragrant broth was finally served.

Fang Yang started to eat breakfast, everything was as before, in order.

As the saying goes: When a person has a higher mountain to climb in his heart, he will not care about the mud at his feet.

Except for the uncompromising road to immortality, Fang Yang didn't care about anything else.

Therefore, whether he is cold and aloof, or gentle and considerate, they are actually just a mask of Fang Yang's attitude.

Whichever one is easy to use, he will use it.

Most of the time, his status determines that he maintains a cold and aloof face, and he benefits the most!
It’s just that the longer you wear your attitude mask, the harder it becomes to take it off.

"The battle merit list has changed again, and Fang Hao has entered the top twenty. Unfortunately, he is still beaten by Zhang Duo, tsk tsk, the battle between Fang and Zhang~"

"I really didn't expect that after Qingkong Daozong divided his troops, instead of attacking us, he would attack Cangmu Banner."

"I didn't drink enough yesterday, it was too boring."

"As expected of a Taoist, he is so courageous. He actually dares to divide his troops like this!"

"The Hanjiao Banner was thwarted, the Cangmu Banner was also attacked, and our Zhu Lei Banner is about to start a war."

"It doesn't taste good. Give me more tea cakes, do you hear me?"

"It feels like the fight between Taoist species is getting closer and closer."

"..."

Inside the tent, diners were chatting with each other.

The content they communicated was extremely confusing and complicated, and Fang Yang needed to identify it on his own.

But fortunately, today they almost talked about the same thing, basically talking about the changes in the war situation.

Cangmu Banner was involved in the war, and Zhu Lei Banner was rushing to help.

Fang Yang, at the southernmost point, had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and couldn't help but immerse himself in the innate light group of "seeking good luck and avoiding evil". Now, the war situation is complicated and full of crises, but he has really stood out from the storm and stayed out of the chaos. Here, it corresponds to half of the upper sign.

After arriving at Zhu Lei Banner, the opportunity he got at the [Young Dragon Tea Party] corresponded to the other half of the lottery.

As for the middle and lower numbers, they can also be verified in this way.

Right, all right!
"It seems that this [Young Dragon Tea Party] is just an excuse for Sen Wei to call Sen Hui back."

"And my ability to successfully move from Cangmu Banner to Zhulei Banner and stay away from the whirlpool of war also relies on this."

At this moment, Fang Yang's heart was like a clear mirror, connecting everything together one by one.

I just don’t know what the situation is like with my second uncle. I hope everything is safe.

Suddenly, Fang Yang's ears twitched slightly and he raised his head to look outside the tent.

Outside the camp, Sen Hui was seen walking slowly, accompanied by Qing Que'er.

Mori Hui's arrival almost attracted everyone's attention.

Not only because of her stunning appearance, but also because of her lofty status.

"Fang Yang, the war has broken out further. My sister said that the [Young Dragon Tea Party] will be temporarily suspended and you don't need to go to Qinglian Palace anymore." Sen Hui sat down on the opposite side of the table from Fang Yang unceremoniously.

Her extremely relaxed posture made Qing Que'er's eyes light up.

"...So you came here just to tell me this?" Fang Yang was surprised.

"That's not true. I just told you this incidentally. I came here this time to let you not forget to hone your skills as an alchemist."

"I haven't forgotten."

"Well, starting from today, I will fulfill Senior Fang's instructions well so that you will not be lazy."

"You want to control me?"

"What does it mean to be in charge? Senior Fang asked me seriously, and you agreed at the time!"

"Haha, do you know my second uncle's current situation?"

"Senior Fang is the famous 'Medicine Fox'. Of course he is fine. He is now acting with the people of the Wanqin Tribe."

The atmosphere of communication between Fang Yang and Sen Hui was slightly relaxed, which aroused Qing Que'er's surprise.

In Qing Que'er's impression, the second lady Sen Hui's temperament was not so lively.

Therefore, your Majesty's judgment is correct. The second young lady is secretly attracted to Fang Yang?
the other side.

Sen Hui discovered a strange thing, that is, there was a little girl who kept looking at Fang Yang.

It was at this time that the very discerning Qing Queer came up and whispered about the origins of Fang Yang and the little girl.

"That's right." After hearing this, Sen Hui's eyes sparkled and he felt a different emotion in his heart.

She seemed to have discovered another side of Fang Yang that no one knew about, which greatly satisfied her sense of voyeurism. She knew that Fang Yang was not bad in nature!
……

Because the Cangmu Banner was involved in the war, the Fang family was relatively weak in the Zhulei Banner.

Based on various considerations, Fang Yang decided to hibernate for the time being and farm steadily.

That is to say, he will temporarily follow Mori Hui's footsteps and study the alchemy skills with her.

Borrowing the wind to fly high is also an indispensable method that the eagle needs to master!

night.

The silver moon hangs in the sky, and the bright and clear light is falling.

Qinglian Palace, with green lotuses blooming in the pool, is quiet and distant. It is a peaceful scene that has passed through time.

"The five tones of Gongshangjiao Zhengyu belong to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. They can communicate joy, anger, worry, worry, and fear, and can move the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys..."

In the pavilion in the pool, the voice of the fennel is as clear and sweet as the sound of flowing water hitting rocks.

She was talking to Fang Yang, describing the secret of Lesheng's medical skills.

What follows is the melodious sound of the piano, which is better than fairy music. It flows out from Sen Hui's onion-white jade fingers, incomparably peaceful and holy.

The moonlight fell on her body, making her bright and pretty face more charming and adding a bit of youthfulness. Her fair skin looked even more crystal clear and moist. She seemed like a fairy descending, sacred and pure.

Fang Yang, who was on the opposite side, looked at this from a distance, and his heartstrings suddenly trembled.

Fang Yang realized that he had underestimated Sen Hui!
(End of this chapter)