The temptation of the wizard

Da Lang agreed with this, but he immediately warned: "She really lives alone?"

Pan Yinlian frowned and groaned: "If officials suspect me, they will go with me tomorrow!" After that, she kicked Wu Dalang away and went to the inner room with annoyance.

Wu Dalang was in a hurry and went to apologize again and again.

I wish the Yuntai hadn't gone far, and listened to the conversation between the husband and wife, and twisted a pair of crescent eyebrows into screws.

Of course he doesn't like to make coin pools. He used to deal with animals well, but now trying to deal with Pan Yinlian's super large coin pools, he immediately felt powerless and deliberately changed his strategy, but he couldn't think of a satisfactory way for a while.

The witch man has a correct mentality and knows that he is now working for people and cannot be as free as doing research before. It is inevitable to be wronged, but he also has principles and bottom lines. If he lowers his morality level over and over again, There is a risk of touching the bottom line.

"Feng Yinhe, the bitch is really hypocritical." Cha Yuntai secretly cursed.

Chapter 377: Intertwined Chance

When Mingyue turned red, Wu Dalang and his wife came to Miss Zhu’s small building. One carried a load of sesame cakes and the other carried a basket, which was quite difficult, because the baskets were full of sesame cakes.

Wu Dalang greeted a few times, and only after a while I saw Miss Zhu coming out of the house. "She" was wearing a mask on her face and white gloves on her hands. She was holding a tweezers in her left hand and a small glass tube in her right. She was quite busy. Look like.

When Wu Dalang saw that "she" was living alone here, his expression was quite relaxed, and he said, "Miss wish, we brought the biscuits you wanted."

I wish the girl might not be able to speak while wearing a mask, she just nodded, signaled them to enter the house, and then turned back to the laboratory.

Wu Dalang didn't plan to enter the house. He only asked Pan Yinlian to go home as soon as possible after receiving the sesame seed money, and then headed towards the entrance of the village with a burden.

Pan Yinlian watched Wu Dalang go away and smiled contemptuously. Lianbu walked into the small building and just put down a basket of sesame seeds. I wish Yuntai came out of the laboratory as well. The mask and gloves were removed before Pan Yinlian had a problem. Passed a fist-sized gold ingot, and said: "Wu Niangzi wait a minute." Then she walked to the study again.

Pan Yinlian took the dazzling and heavy gold ingot and was taken aback.

She determined that Lord Zhu was a rich man, but she still didn't expect him to be so arrogant-this ingot of gold would be more than excellent for buying a hundred dan sesame cakes.

What hasn't happened yet, Lord Zhu is so generous in his action. If something happens, then it's worth it?

Moreover, he is so good-looking, even if it's worth the money!

Pan Yinlian quickly came back to her senses, exasperated, but when she turned around, she saw a book in front of her-"Three Hundred Poems of Shang Shixia".

Pan Yinlian: "...Master Zhu, what does this mean?"

Young Master Zhu seemed a little excited, his cheeks flushed, and said: "I have long heard that Lady Wu's poems are agile. I have long admired it. Today, I must ask Lady Wu for advice."

Pan Yinlian was startled slightly, her eyes flickered and said: "The slave family...the slave family...some small names are not worth mentioning, they are all praised by others." Heart said: "The people in Qinghe County are spreading my prowess, where are poems agile, Where did he hear about it? Did he mistake me for her?"

Lord Zhu said solemnly: "I don't believe it!"

Pan Yinlian laughed again, strode to catch Master Zhu's arm, but caught a void, and said, "Master Zhu, can't we do something more interesting?"

Zhu Gongzi: "I only make friends with people who are outstanding in poetry."

Pan Yinlian: "..." It took a long time to bite the bullet and said: "Please ask the son to be careful."

I wish the son a little joy, "Then I will read the last sentence, and Lady Wu will borrow the next sentence."

Pan Yinlian gritted her teeth and nodded, then the son said: "No one has died in life since ancient times."

Ms. Wu frowned deeply, looked at the corner of her eyes again and again at Master Zhu, and took a few steps before she resolutely said: "A spring night is worth a thousand dollars."

Lord Zhu: "..."

It's even worth it. It's just that entering the bridal chamber is as tragic and majestic as going to the guillotine. That "thousand gold" should be insurance compensation, but when you think about it carefully, this tragic mood might really be a true portrayal of Pan Yinlian.

Pan Yinlian knew that something was going to happen when she saw Master Zhu's face, she suddenly said, "Ouch", and touched her forehead with her hand: "The slave family has caught the cold in the past few days, and her head hurts again. The slave family...the slave family may not be able to chant poems with the master.

"It turns out that I'm not good, so I ask Lady Wu to forgive me." Zhu Gongzi complimented the compilation quite apologetically. Then Lady Wu grabbed the "Three Hundred Shang Poems and Xia Ci" in his hand and left. Going, obviously he was not willing to give up the Bai Fumei, Zhu Gongzi, as if he wanted to read through the poems.

Zhu Yuntai watched her disappearing into a distant corner at the door, and then walked into the laboratory again after making an effort.

As for the basket of biscuits, it was transformed by the spirit, and it dissipated completely after half a day. After a while, Zhu Yuntai, who was reading under the eaves, saw Wu Dalang passing by the door, his pair of eyeballs slid into the house. .

Yuntai pretended not to see his small movements, so he would send a basket of sesame seeds every day from now on, Wu Dalang naturally agreed.

In the night, Zhu Yuntai once again felt the gloomy murderous aura, which seemed to be stronger and more obscure.

That seems to be a growing personality incarnation!

I wish Yuntai couldn't help the opponent for a while, and he was too lazy to think, he has a god armor to defend himself, and the opponent's strength growth rate is very slow, unless new variables appear, otherwise the killing thought will be difficult to achieve in a short time.

In the following days, Pan Yinlian never appeared in front of Zhu Yuntai for more than a month. It was Wu Dalang who came to deliver cakes. Yuntai occasionally probed Wu Dalang's tone and learned that Pan Yinlian was indeed studying poetry at home.

This Wu Dalang is desperate. Yuntai also gives him gold ingots every time he buys cakes, in an attempt to fail his studies when he has money, so that he may not be obsessed with Pan Yinlian, but he refuses to charge an extra penny. She didn't want to talk to Miss Zhu too much, she always came and went in a hurry, as if she was worried that she would be criticized.

People who are more sensitive to inferiority complex tend to be more stubborn. Yuntai thinks that it is unable to change Wu Dalang in a short period of time. In comparison, Pan Yinlian is more worth looking forward to.

More than a month later, Pan Yinlian appeared again, and she understood the poems. Master Zhu recited poems with her for a few days to show her compliments. Pan Yinlian had to make every inch of it and wanted to do something about it. However, the son didn’t want to fight with those who didn’t understand the rhythm. Pan Yinlian was immediately annoyed. Ashamed, I went home angrily to learn the rhythm.

Zhu Yuntai has also repeatedly hinted that Wu Dalang should learn some talents, but he is always indifferent.

As the interaction with Wu Dalang and his wife deepened, Yuntai found that the eyes of some human avatars in the village looking at "she" began to focus, with a touch of affection (harmony), indicating that those avatars had begun to pay attention to "her". .

So far, "Wishing Yuntai Virus" has undoubtedly successfully invaded Feng Yinhe's brain, but it is still very weak.

As the Yuntai was thinking about how to accelerate the spread of the virus, I suddenly felt that strange thoughts came from the direction of the village.

In Feng Yinhe's brainwaves of love and catastrophe, those spiritual ideas that are not of the same origin appear very small, but quite strong, like a grass swaying in a violent wind, even though they are staggered but not broken.

Yuntai immediately stood up from the recliner, surprised at first, then smiled, fixedly looking at the direction of the entrance of the village, and soon saw Lu Chuyang walking slowly.

Daochang Lu has been sitting at the entrance of the village for more than ten years, his robe is covered with dust, his head is stained with a few dead leaves, his complexion is a bit pale, his eyes are clear and translucent like never before, his steps are chic, and he is indescribably relaxed.

He is totally unaffected by the affection and catastrophe thoughts, on the contrary, there is a vague meaning, which is very different from the affection and catastrophe intentions.

Dao Chang walked to two feet in front of the maiden and stopped, his eyes on "her" were full of joy and gentleness, and smiled and said: "I have resisted seeing you for ten years, but I love you more."

I wish the relief on Yuntai's face quickly receded, and said coldly, "I thought you figured it out."

Lu Chuyang smiled still, "I really figured it out, so I'm here to help you."

Yuntai fixedly looked at him.

Lu Chuyang shook the dust and said relaxedly: "It's actually very simple. I just decided one thing."

"Forgetting you is my practice for the rest of my life."

"This is my ungrateful way."

Before he finished his words, Lu Chuyang was vigorous, his robes fluttered, and a mysterious and mysterious breath rose into the sky. The many incarnations of love and catastrophe in Yinhe Village all moved and cast their eyes on that breath.

The shrine maiden was quite surprised, and she really did not expect Lu Daochang to realize such a truth-to use the rest of her life to forget Zhuyuntai.