Yuan Lao and his party were really puzzled. Yang Yuxin's daughter actually worshipped the master here as a teacher?

What they did not expect was that this was just the first stimulus they received today.

At about half past seven, Yang Yuxin also appeared. She and Gao Qiang took everyone to visit the manor.

Unconsciously, Feng Jun has taken over the manor for more than a year, because it attracts auras all year round, and the flowers and trees in the manor are very lush.

Wandering all the way, it was close to the valley, and everyone soon noticed that the thick white mist from the sleepy burst.

"You can shoot this white mist," Yang Yuxin said in a deep voice. "But I told you in advance that you can't shoot after Baiwu. Please cooperate."

After the white mist, Lingzhi formation followed, and there was no lack of knowledge among this group of people.

"I'm going, is that ginseng?" Someone cried out loudly, "Is it a hundred years?"

"I'm going here, it's Ganoderma ... Is it Ganoderma lucidum? Don't be a Ganoderma sculpture? How could it be so big?"

"Cough," Gao Qiang coughed twice. "Quiet, everyone is quiet. Someone is repairing nearby, don't affect others."

Today, he was not supposed to be present to meet him, but in any case, Yuan Huapeng can be regarded as his lord. He has to give this face. In order to prevent others from doubting, he has changed "cultivation" to "cleaning."

However, as soon as his voice fell, a voice cried out without a face, "Wu Da Wang, that is Wu Da Wang."

No one else yelled, it was Yuan Youwei, the son of the "judgment master", who pointed at a crow in the sky and shouted with joy.

Wu Dawang has a good memory and recognizes this little guy. He quacks dissatisfiedly, but does nothing else.

At this time, the voices of the guests had been lowered, but after watching a large area of ​​Lingzhi, everyone's eyes were hot.

Peng Lao pointed to a plant, and his mouth could not help shaking slightly, he asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yang, I will ask for this mallet, you make a price ... you ask Boss Feng, how much is willing to sell."

When they reach their age, they only need to live a few more days, and the effect of ginseng's death is personally known, not to mention that Peng Lao came out of the northeast. He can know from the fact that he refers to ginseng as a mallet.

"Peng Lao, you think too much," Yang Yuxin said helplessly, "Zhuang Feng's things will not be sold, he does not spend money, I dare not ask ... if he is angry, I will be miserable."

"Is it not bad money?" The man who always lifted the bar was a little unbearable. "If it costs one billion, do you think he can sell it?"

Yang Yuxin looked at him contemptuously, "Don't you lift the bar, old man, do you know how much is one gram of sheep fat white jade?"

The old man shut up suddenly, thinking about the jade building he saw just now, he really didn't dare to take a billion dollars to say something.

Upon seeing this, Li Ting immediately coordinated the atmosphere with a voice, "It's such a good thing, but it's really optimistic, let alone a thief, in case of a wild boar, it's also a heavy loss."

"Wild boar?" Yang Yuxin smiled disapprovingly. "Don't think about it when the tiger comes."

As soon as her words fell, the bamboo leaves moved, and a butterfly flew out, and then flew back into the bamboo forest.

"That butterfly ..." Yuan Youwei shouted loudly and immediately realized that it was inappropriate, so he lowered his voice again. "That butterfly has a face, hey, Uncle Gao, can I catch it?" "

The expression on Gao Qiang's face was strange, and he said a long time ago, "You can't beat it ... that butterfly is poisonous."

As soon as Yuan Youwei heard about the poison, he immediately asked wisely, "Uncle Gao, can you help me catch it?"

The problem is that I can't beat it anymore. Gao Qiang's mouth twitched, "Don't make trouble, you have to know how to protect wild animals."

At this moment, there were two squeaks of "squeak" in the bamboo forest, and there was a slight disdain in the sound.

This large piece of Ling Zhi is the second surprise. The third surprise is, of course, the empty space in the bamboo forest.

After more than a year of mad growth, this bamboo forest grows unusually lush. The open space of more than 100 square meters is really not very big. The area that the direct sunlight can reach is very limited.

The gathering here, after obtaining Feng Jun's permission, allows people to visit for a limited time. Last summer, Yuan Zihao spent a lot of time here.

This time he was already prepared. He went directly to the stone table in the middle and sat on a stone bench.

Four people in the bamboo forest are practicing, Xu Leigang, Wang Haifeng, Ga Zi and Tang Wenji. When they saw them coming, Xu Leigang got up and greeted his family, but the other three were still.

Others also felt the obvious difference. The one who always lifted the bar gave a soft sigh, "This place ... feels very comfortable."

This person's voice was not small, but when he saw three people meditating, he tried to lower his voice, "Where are they?"

"Cultivating," Xu Leigang replied very simply, "If you can guarantee that you will not make a sound, you can stay here for a while."

This is a bit arrogant, but I do n’t know why, when others hear it in their ears, they think it ’s normal, and they ca n’t even produce qi. In fact, this is the power of the aura.

Everyone stayed here for a while, and soon felt the difference here. Among them, Peng Lao was older and had slight respiratory problems. After sitting for a while, he found that his chest was not so dull.

Yuan Huapeng ’s eldest brother-in-law was a little nervous and slept and admitted to bed. He did n’t take a rest last night. After sitting here for a while, I just felt comfortable all over. I was a little sleepy and fell to the stone table unconsciously.

His wife was amazed: could she fall asleep like this?

Everyone exchanged their eyes, and finally Peng Lao nodded, but he dared not even speak, but just raised a thumbs up. It was a good place.

The group sat at noon as soon as they sat, and Gao Qiang went out and drove the meal over in the battery car. "It's too hot, let's cool here first, wait for it to cool down, and then go somewhere else."

Old Peng couldn't help but asked, "There is a better place in the manor than here?"

"Yes," Yang Yuxin replied very succinctly. Everyone was a little pleased, but heard her say another sentence, "but no longer."

Gao Qiang was kind to the host family. "This is already very good. Ordinary people can't get in. So many employees in the manor are strictly forbidden to enter. This is Master Yuan who helped Master Feng. The master gave Yuan Lao face. "

Old Peng glanced at Yuan Lao in surprise. "Or is Yuan Yuan's face ... what have you done for him?"

Old Lao Yuan blushed, "This ... there are some things that you still don't know well."

He helped Feng Jun to contact the Zha medicine of North Silla, can you tell me about this?

When the weather cools down, it's six o'clock. Although everyone is still a little reluctant to leave here, but Luohua Manor is so big, you should always take a look elsewhere.

When they went back to dinner, it was eight o'clock in the evening, but most of these people were middle-aged, and the dinner would be completed by just one point. I didn't care much about it.

The next day was a cloudy day. Everybody happened to take a yacht and spent most of the day on the big river, and then went to the bamboo forest to rest.

The older the person, the better they know what is better. Needless to say on the third day, they got up early in the morning to eat and everyone rushed to the bamboo forest.

Yuan Huapeng ’s eldest brother-in-law asked Gao Qiang very little in the field, and asked him to help move a camp bed to the bamboo forest. “I ’m going to sleep here tonight. My neurasthenia has been here for a long time. It ’s here and I feel particularly comfortable.

"Xiao Gao also made me a bed," Peng Lao asked, "I can't hold my breath here."

"It's no problem to get a bed, but Master Feng is required to speak," Gao Qiang said that he loves nothing. "In principle, people are not allowed to stay here at night."

In fact, it is not allowed to keep people, but outsiders are not allowed. Tang Wenji and Wang Haifeng have been here all the time.

Among the old folks of Yuan Lao, the one who loves to find faults is not satisfied again. On the way back that night, he pulled Peng Lao, Yuan Lao and Yang Yuxin, "You found that there are no mosquitoes in the bamboo forest Something like that? "

There must be no mosquitoes. Until now, even King Wu did not dare to fly in, fearing that he would explode and die.

Seeing no response from everyone, he added, "There are a few strange places in our country where there are no mosquitoes."

This is true and false. Both Yuan Lao and Peng Lao have been officials for a lifetime. They have gone more places, and have encountered several magical places. There are no mosquitoes by the water in midsummer. "There is no way to explain.

Old Peng couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to say, old Wu?"

Old Wu was also frank, "I think this place is suitable for setting up a nursing home ... the country's place, just give Feng Jun a little money, we don't lose him, this place is not fully utilized ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This is a waste of resources. "

Old Lao Yuan and old Lao Peng didn't say anything. To be honest, if they could live in a bamboo forest, they would be really comfortable, and they might be afraid that they would not agree.

Yang Yuxin chuckled, "You just think the place is magical? If I tell you ... Feng Jun is gone, this place is no longer magical, don't you know it or not?"

The three elders were silent. After a long time, Peng Lao said, "You mean, the magic of this place is related to Feng Jun?"

When he was his age, he was a little bit superstitious about the set of ghosts and gods, and he certainly understood the saying that "mountains are not high and there are immortals."

If you want to offend the real masters for a "magic place" where you can't tell the truth, wouldn't it be the case to buy the pearl?

Although Yang Yuxin hasn't started practicing yet, her daughter has already gotten started. She has dealt with Luohua Manor, not one day or two. Not to mention, she still knows how to gather in Lingling.

But she didn't say it clearly, just glanced at Yuan Zihao, "Old Yuan's daughter-in-law is Zheng Yang? I heard that the old house is in Taohua Valley ... you can go to Taohua Valley to check the situation."