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Chapter 121 I am not a delicate little lady, I have strength and means

Making wine with pine flowers and brewing tea with spring water are particularly pleasant days when you don’t have to go to work.

After lunch, Lu Zhan placed a rocking chair under the ginkgo tree and lay down on it with his eyes closed to rest. The dense branches and leaves blocked out most of the sunlight, and scattered golden fragments on the ground.

The skylark was diligently catching insects. Occasionally, a fallen leaf was pecked off, spun in the air, and then landed on Lu Zhan.

"The God-Praying Festival seems to be approaching..."

The Festival of Inviting Gods is a ritual of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Its timing is similar to that of the Dragon Boat Festival. On that day, an altar must be set up to worship the ancient gods of creation.

Practitioners do not pay much attention to this festival, but it is particularly important to the common people.

After the God-Praying Festival, the real summer comes.

Lu Zhan was fanning himself, and even the wind from the fan was a little warm. He couldn't help but sigh that time flies.

There were slight fluctuations of true Qi coming from the room. It was Ling Jiaoyue meditating to heal her wounds.

Lu Zhan also closed his eyes and checked his own soul. The acupuncture points all over his body were glowing with golden light, and his blood vessels and meridians were clearly visible. The flesh and blood around him were not as thin as before, but became more full and condensed. He was a little hungry at this time.

The speed of cultivation has slowed down a bit, but it’s still okay, and it’s not time to eat yet.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

“Knock knock knock—”

Lu Zhan opened his eyes, stood up and opened the door.

"Brother Chun, why are you here?"

A burly, dark-faced man was standing outside the door, holding a few gifts in his hands, looking very excited.

"Isn't Miss Lin recuperating at your home? Since I saw her this morning, how could she pretend to be dead? I bought some supplements specially to send to her, so that she wouldn't think that your brother is incompetent and have a bad impression of you..."

As Xie Chunyan spoke, he walked into the yard, put the gift on the table, and looked around.

Lu Zhan clearly felt that the fluctuation of true Qi in the room had disappeared. Perhaps Ling Jiaoyue heard the noise and stopped practicing.

"She's gone." Lu Zhan said, "After all, she's a girl. How can she heal here?"

Xie Chunyan showed a look of regret: "Leaving? That's a pity."

Lu Zhan squinted his eyes and looked at him with some vigilance.

"Don't look at me like that. I'll think about it carefully when I get back. Miss Lin is indeed beautiful, with a beautiful figure, just like the Moon Fairy in the legend." Xie Chunyan said, "I was afraid that you didn't know how to please a girl, so I bought you some gifts to show you how to look good. With your life-saving grace, I don't know if you two can really get together. I didn't expect it was too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp "click" sound was heard from inside the house, and Xie Chunyan stood up immediately.

"Don't panic, Chun Ge. It's the skylark I keep at home. It likes to jump around in the house. Maybe it broke the teacup."

Lu Zhan remained calm, thinking that Ling Jiaoyue must have accidentally broken the teacup after hearing what Xie Chunyan said.

If she wanted to blame someone, she should just blame her bad luck. She could have run into anyone else when she left in the morning, but she had to run into Xie Chunyan.

This guy not only has a big mouth, but also has a kind of honest enthusiasm.

"No wonder there is a spiritual energy in your home. It turns out to be a sparrow. Why don't we kill it and eat it?" Xie Chunyan sat down again: "I have never eaten a spiritual sparrow before."

There was no more noise in the room, and now it was the turn of noise coming from above his head. Fallen leaves mixed with a little coolness fell on Xie Chunyan's head.

Although he is a cultivator, he is not too vigilant under normal circumstances. Fallen leaves are common, and dew is even more common. He does not have to be on guard all the time, otherwise his life will be very tiring.

But today there is a strange smell in the fallen leaves.

"It's raining?" Xie Chunyan looked up at the sky, wiped some water on his nose and sniffed it, with a look of disgust on his face: "What's that smell!"

"Maybe it was the dew last night."

Xie Chunyan wiped his hands and sighed: "Miss Lin does look like Fairy Yue. Fairy Yue's last name is Ling... Do you think she has an accent? Actually, her last name is Ling, but we heard it as Lin?"

"Brother Chun, what you said is ridiculous. If she is really the Moon Fairy, can I still let her go?"

"Indeed." Xie Chunyan looked at Lu Zhan deeply and said, "Frost Fairy has become your bootlicker. If it was really Moon Fairy, you would definitely not let her leave easily. You would have taken advantage of her life-saving grace to get her. It seems that I was overthinking."

Ling Jiaoyue in the room had just breathed a sigh of relief, but her chest heaved again when she heard these words.

What does "If it was the Moon Fairy, she could still be allowed to leave" mean? And what does "get it" mean?

Although she had many admirers in the Great Zhou, no matter what they did behind her back, they were always polite and courteous on the surface. This was the first time she heard these words with her own ears.

What a vulgar word!

Besides, she was indeed staying here, so she couldn't help but feel a sense of empathy when hearing these words. Could it be that Lu Zhan deliberately made her injuries sound serious in order to take advantage of the opportunity to get her?

Ling Jiaoyue was extremely ashamed and angry. She clenched her fists tightly and a chill spread throughout her body.

"Why do I feel like someone is gritting his teeth at me?" Xie Chunyan touched the back of his head.

Lu Zhan laughed and said, “Maybe Fairy Yue hasn’t gone far yet, and she heard you say those vulgar words, so she’s glaring at you across the mountains and rivers.”

Xie Chunyan laughed loudly: "How is that possible? If she really heard it, she would have stabbed me with a sword long ago."

Ling Jiaoyue: "..."

Huh... She took a deep breath, but didn't dare to make any noise, so she had to adjust herself carefully.

She actually knew Lu Zhan's intention.

These are the only topics that men talk about. Lu Zhan said this to help her, but these words were so vulgar that it was hard not to feel ashamed and angry when hearing them.

...

In the courtyard.

"The God-Praying Festival is coming soon. Have you thought of a gift for Director Chu?"

Lu Zhan calmly changed the subject, otherwise Fairy Ling in the room would have probably already started to imagine his intentions and turned him from a gentleman into a villain who forced the fairy to fall.

Xie Chunyan's attention was diverted. He was surprised: "The God-Inviting Festival is for offering sacrifices to the gods. What does it have to do with the director?"

"You've been a demon-suppressing master for so many years, and you still don't understand the principle of giving gifts during every festival?"

Xie Chunyan thought about it and felt that it made sense: "I heard that Director Chu likes to eat bamboo shoots. Since I'm giving him a gift, I have to cater to his preferences."

"Well, go back and think about it carefully." Lu Zhan said, "This is the first time you give a gift, so you have to prepare it carefully. If the boss is happy, our lives will be better."

"Guanqi, you are indeed very smart. Thank you for reminding me that I never gave gifts to Yang Touer when I was in Jiangning. I have no experience."

Xie Chunyan agreed with this and stood up and left. However, he turned back after taking only two steps and took away the gift on the table.

Lu Zhan's eyelids twitched: "Brother Chun, what are you doing?"

"Miss Lin is gone now, and you don't need friends to support you. Why shouldn't I take it? It's very expensive."

Lu Zhan: “…”

You are a real dog... But at least Xie Chunyan was sent away. Lu Zhan looked back at the wing room and saw the shadow behind the window through the Begonia window. The fair face was hidden in the shadow, revealing only the smooth chin and a pair of cold eyes.

Seeing him looking back, the other party closed the window.

Not long after, the fluctuations of true Qi were heard in the room again.

Did you adjust your mood so quickly? Lu Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, put the palm-leaf fan aside, and simply sat down to meditate.

The spiritual energy in the afternoon is not as strong as in the early morning, but the sun is lazy and the time is quiet, which is suitable for cultivation.

...

The time spent immersed in cultivation always passes quickly. When Lu Zhan came back to his senses from meditation, night had already fallen.

Perhaps because of the summer heat, the King Skylark lay on an apple to take a rest, with his belly touching the peel, looking quite comfortable.

“Want some sunflower seeds?”

If you want the bird to run, you have to give it grass... Lu Zhan currently cannot give it grass, so he can only give it some sunflower seeds as a bribe.

The skylark lifted its wings and waved its hands in a mocking manner: "I can't eat any more... I can't eat any more..."

Lu Zhan burst out laughing. This ginkgo tree should have been growing very well, but because no one took care of it, it was infested with insects, and the birds living on it were quite lazy, so it was in a state of decline.

By catching insects today, I expect them to grow better.

The movement of true Qi in the house was still there, and Ling Jiaoyue was still practicing. Lu Zhan was surprised at her efforts. Seeing that she seemed to be doing well and didn't need his help, she went out for a walk on her own and tried some Jinling snacks.

Jinling is very lively at night. Lanterns are hung in the red building, and from a distance it looks like a sea of ​​lights.

Lu Zhan walked around twice, watched some street juggling for a while, and then came back leisurely. Unexpectedly, as he walked into the yard, he saw a gourd resting on the stone table in the yard.

Ling Jiaoyue was standing nearby.

"Sorry, I thought it was news from my master, so I came out to take a look."

The beauty had black hair like a waterfall, and her unmade-up face was as white as frost and snow. Perhaps because of Xie Chunyan's words, her expression was a little unnatural, and her beautiful eyes seemed to have a bit more resentment.

Lu Zhan picked up the gourd and was a little surprised: "Is this a tool for sending messages?"

"The Wonderful Sound Gourd of the Zen Sect, when you open the gourd mouth you can hear the messenger's voice."

Lu Zhan followed her instructions, opened the Miaoyin Gourd, and placed it next to his ear. Then he heard Yuan Kong's cursing voice coming from the gourd:

"After my investigation, I found that another case of ghosts harming people appeared in a village in Jinling. It was suspected to be caused by a demon woman. However, when I was investigating, I ran into the girl from Xiuyinfang. The girl had a bad temper and bared her teeth at me, saying that this was a case of Xiuyinfang."

"Damn it, if I hadn't been kind-hearted, I would have taught her a lesson. What's the point of a night doctor showing off? Can he kill demons? (Except for Brother Lu). The girls in Xiuyinfang are the most annoying."

"Also, I recently got news that the witch from the Hehuan Sect hired a killer to kill me. I @&%! This bitch deserves to die. I XXXX... I decided to hide in Zijin Mountain."

"I am sending this message tonight to inform Daoist Fellow Lu. I hope Daoist Fellow Lu will be careful these days. Daoist Fellow Lu is helping me out of kindness. I am afraid that Daoist Fellow Lu will be implicated because of this matter. If that happens, I will be uneasy. Amitabha."

Lu Zhan listened for a while before he extracted useful information from the cursing words.

Because he had promised to help Yuan Kong deal with the Hehuan Sect and had seen the female ghost created by the witch, Yuan Kong was afraid of implicating him, so he sent a letter to inform him, but the wording was particularly rude.

The monks of the Zen sect really have different styles. When I met Yuan Ji at the entrance of the secret realm that day, Yuan Ji appeared to be very elegant, while Yuan Kong, as Yuan Ji's senior brother, was particularly rough. If this conversation was broadcast on a certain station, it would be an encrypted call.

Ling Jiaoyue looked indifferent, but also curious: "The Hehuan Sect has always been difficult to deal with, and the demon women have many tricks. If it weren't exposed, the Demon Suppression Bureau would probably not want to get involved in this mess. Why did you get involved? Aren't you afraid of being targeted by the Hehuan Sect?"

She doesn't talk much, and it's rare for her to say all these things in one breath. She's asking seriously.

Lu Zhan also said seriously: "Although the Hehuan Sect is not a ghost, they raise ghosts to harm people. Whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary man, they are all their targets. Since we have encountered such a thing and have some ability, we naturally cannot sit idly by. If a person lives only for himself, he will not be able to cultivate the Tao even if he practices Taoism."

"That's right." Ling Jiaoyue's expression was calm, but her eyes showed some recognition: "If you want to get in touch with the mysterious and infinite avenue, you must first have an open mind. If you act timidly and hesitate, and always consider yourself, you will never become an immortal."

It is not that timid and selfish people cannot practice Taoism, but that such people are destined to find it difficult to climb the great road. Their hearts are shackled, so how can they move forward?

Lu Zhan was not a saint, and he had selfish motives in intervening in the affairs of the Hehuan Sect. However, he could tell that this was a righteous fairy, so he said, "A cultivator should always maintain a noble spirit."

The admiration in Ling Jiaoyue's eyes grew even stronger, but soon returned to its former indifference.

Perhaps she felt a little relieved after hearing those words. After a moment of silence, she continued, "The assassins of the Qi Jue Sect include not only human cultivators, but also even more demons, and the demons are good at finding their way. Your friend can't escape even if he hides in the mountains."

"You just said that there are more killer monsters in the Qi Jue Sect?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

“It’s okay.” Lu Zhan picked up the Miaoyin Gourd and said, “I have to go check on him. Since they want his life, the killer must be at a higher level. Although the Zen Sect has a strong body, its attack methods are slightly inferior. If the killer really finds him, he’s probably in danger. But…”

Lu Zhan was thoughtful: "The Qi Jue Sect dared to attack the Xian Sect, aren't they afraid that the Xian Sect will deal with them?"

Ling Jiaoyue shook her head: "The power of the Seven Absolute Sect is greater than you think. The largest evil cultivation organization in the Great Zhou is the Black Water Sect. This is because the threshold of the Black Water Sect is not high, and it can be said that everyone is welcome, so it naturally grows stronger."

"But the Qi Jue Sect is different. They only recruit experts. Moreover, the Qi Jue Sect's lair is in the poisonous forest in the southwest. Even if the immortal sect goes there, I'm afraid they won't be able to gain any advantage. Every sect has its own rules for preserving life, and an organization like the Qi Jue Sect is no exception."

"What's more, every dynasty has this kind of organization. There is white and black in everything. This is an unchanging law."

Lu Zhan did not respond, but just looked at Ling Jiaoyue when she spoke. Although she was cold, she was very serious, which was completely different from the cold and unapproachable person he had imagined.

Perhaps she noticed Lu Zhan's gaze, and her brows furrowed even tighter: "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhan smiled and bowed, "Thank you Miss Ling for telling me. I will go see my friend and get to know him. I can't bear to see him lose his life. Miss Ling is different from what I imagined. She is not that cold and indifferent."

"You are different from what I imagined." Ling Jiaoyue said calmly, "Not that lustful."

Lu Zhan smiled and said, this is your misunderstanding of me... It’s just that a gentleman is lustful and he gets it in a proper way.

Ling Jiaoyue added: "If you want to find him, send a message to this gourd, then release it with your true Qi, and it will go find its owner on its own."

"Thank you."

Lu Zhan followed this method and indeed saw the gourd rising into the sky. He turned into a stream of light and followed closely behind it.

Yuan Kong's cultivation seems to be in the middle to late stage or peak of Zen, so the killer who came is at least in the early stage of Xuanmiao realm.

Monsters in the mysterious realm are of great benefit to the soul.

Whether it is for Yuanshen or Yuankong, we must go.

……

The sound transmission gourd was flying at a fairly fast speed, all the way to the outside of a cave deep in the valley of Zijin Mountain.

Before Lu Zhan entered, he heard a charming laugh coming from inside: "Hahahaha... Big monk, you are willing to hit me with your Buddhist beads? But I am not a delicate little lady, I have plenty of strength and means!"

PS: Please vote for recommendation and monthly ticket. I baked milk bread yesterday afternoon. It was very delicious, but it was taken away by a friend. Today I plan to make pumpkin bread. I will update more on Double Eleven to pay back what I owe. It is a holiday gift for everyone (not really).