I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 447, Bargaining (two-in-one)

Yang Zhao first used his spiritual power to disperse the accumulated blood on his body, and then took out the mucus from the sunfish he bought in the sea market last year.

Since she bought it, she has only used it two or three times in the past year, and now there is only half a can of it left, which is very heavy.

I picked a little bit with my finger and put it under my nose. After smelling it, I felt that the smell had not changed. The color was also the same clear and bright transparent color, so it should have not deteriorated.

Yang Zhao boldly applied it to his bruised wounds.

For a moment, she smelled fishy.

By the time he finished his work, the sun had already set to the west, and the gorgeous clouds surrounded the huge dark red planet that dominated most of the sky. It looked bold and domineering, and Yang Zhao couldn't help but extend his middle finger.

"Damn it, God, he will cause trouble for me. Have I been too old recently?"

He took out two remaining Bigu Pills from the Qiankun bag and stuffed them into his mouth. He chewed them up and swallowed them without the spicy taste under the afterglow of the setting sun. It was considered dinner.

She really didn't want to go out and buy food with the smell of fish all over her body. Besides, she always felt a little uneasy and anxious, and she always felt that she had forgotten something.

"You didn't forget anything, did you? We'll go to the ring tomorrow morning, go to the banquet at noon, and take a nap in the afternoon. Didn't you forget? Forget it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and besides, the master will take care of everything."

After thinking about it, she couldn't figure out what it was, so she put the idea behind her.

The night was dark, and Yang Zhao suddenly woke up from his dream and couldn't help but hit his head several times.

"Have you lost your mind? If you put that kind of video up, your parents will see it. What should you do? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

Yang Zhao couldn't help but hit his pig's head twice more.

Feeling in the dark, she took out her phone and placed it on the road sign.

Clicking on "Love and Love a Family", I clicked and deleted in the dialog box with my finger, deleted and clicked again, but the last word was not sent out.

How to explain this?This cannot be explained.

To explain is to cover up, to cover up is to do something.

The so-called true daughter is nothing more than her parents. Her parents had watched her grow up, and her every move was completely private. Her mother knew what he was looking for when she raised her hand, and her father knew what she was talking about when she opened her mouth.

She didn't explain it in other videos. If she explained it in this video, her parents would definitely be able to see her guilty conscience.

"Yes, I can't explain it."

Yang Zhao pressed the wound on his face and felt no pain anymore. The blood was probably gone, considering the sunfish's mucus was still so powerful.

"But what should I do? Just send this one?"

She started out of bed and walked around the house.

"No, just send this one. Will they think I'm guilty? Will they think I'm seriously injured?"

After all, Yang Zhao’s video was not updated for nearly a month due to his injury.

If this time it is delayed for another month, her parents must have doubts in their hearts.

Her mother is fine, but her father has heart disease, and no one in the family dares to make him get angry in a hurry.

Yang Zhao touched the corner of his mouth. There was a small hole in the corner of his mouth when he was in the ring during the day, but it was gone now.

"As long as I appear in the video the next day looking bright and healthy without any injuries, add a funny sound effect, make this video a funny video, and lie down on the ground to make it a deliberately designed script, it should be fine."

She can't do this alone. She wants to help the country and its people gain some strength, and let the young people who take care of her parents tell her parents what a video script is, what acting is, and what stage photography is.

After all, there are too many staged videos on the Internet, leading many people to think that many real videos are also staged.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became. Yang Zhao summoned a Xiaodou man in the middle of the night and told him the matter in detail.

This is not a big deal, Xiaodouren himself made a promise to Yang Zhao.

"Don't worry, Comrade Yang, we will take good care of your parents."

Yang Zhao was very grateful, and after the little bean man left, he put away the bean that turned into a bean.

The next day, Yang Zhao took out the photo taken on his mobile phone, and sure enough, the injuries on his face were healed.

Looking at the arms on his arms again, he couldn't help but let out a breath.

Putting on his body armor, Yang Zhao followed Shen Ruoyu into the Babel Tower after dinner.

In order to spare time for the banquet at noon, she only fought twenty times in the Tower of Babel today before leaving the tower.

Of course, although there were ten less arena matches than yesterday, Yang Zhao was still the earthworm that shook the big tree and was disgraced.

The audience booed when he came on stage and told her to get off.

On the first day after hearing these words, Yang Zhao still felt his face burning up. On the second day, he didn't feel that he was any thicker. He was still burning up and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Luan Chuanxiong couldn't stop smiling when he saw Yang Zhaoshi.

"Come on, come on, let me treat you. Otherwise, it would be a bit rude for you to go to the banquet with this wound on your face."

After all, the Babel Tower belongs to Tianfu. When Yang Zhao went to the banquet with a face bruised from the Babel Tower, he felt a little aggrieved.

Yang Zhao smiled and took two steps forward.

"Then I'd like to trouble you, Senior Luan. If it weren't for you, my injury would have taken overnight to heal."

Luan Chuanxiong casually summoned a small ball of bright white light and placed it on a bruise on Yang Zhao's left forehead. Within a few seconds, the bruise dissipated.

Then Dr. Luan moved the small ball of light to another bruise, and it was cured again within a few seconds.

In just a few minutes, Luan Chuanxiong had healed all of Yang Zhao's superficial injuries.

"Come on, let's go to the banquet."

Yang Zhao took out two bottles of liquor from his arms as a greeting gift, followed Shen Ruoyu and the other three out the door, and went straight to Le Shi Shop under the leadership of Luan Chuanxiong.

"We went fishing yesterday and everything was fine when we came back. We walked around the city and found this place."

This is an ordinary two-story white stone building, with a plaque for a happy restaurant hanging in the middle. Against the background of other desolate houses, this two-story building looks so clean and conspicuous.

As soon as I arrived at Le Shi Shop, I was greeted by a young man wearing blue and white clothes in the store.

"You are Senior Shen, Senior Luan and Senior Feng."

Shen Ruoyu nodded: "It's Pindao."

This young man saluted solemnly and said: "My master, Master Lu, has been waiting for you upstairs for a long time. Seniors, please come with me."

The young man turned around and led the way. Yang Zhao didn't even have the space to pass the wine, so he could only speed up his feet and catch up again.

They followed the young man up to the second floor.

In a box near the window on the second floor, Yang Zhao met the legendary Master Lu.

"Master, Senior Shen, Senior Luan, and Senior Feng are here."

A general call alerted Mr. Lu who was sipping tea. When he glanced at the incoming person, a smile appeared on his originally serious face. He stood up to greet him first.

"I've met all of you fellow Taoists in Luzheng." This Mr. Lu is thin and energetic, with gray hair and a gray beard. He is wearing a light-colored dress. The wind blows in from the window, and he looks fluttering against the mountains. He is so celestial.

Shen Ruoyu and the other three also followed suit and saluted.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, poor Taoist Shen Ruoyu is polite."

"I met Taoist friend Xia Luanchuanxiong."

"The wind in the Split Roll Valley has seen fellow Taoist again."

Yang Zhao quickly put the two bottles of wine in his hand into the arms of the young man who was leading the way, and bowed his head.

"Junior Yang Zhao has met senior Lu. These are two bottles of wine from our hometown. They are not very good wines. They just have a novel taste. I brought them to you to try."

"Hahaha, you are so polite, little friend. Let me try your wine today."

After the two sides exchanged a few words, the guests and hosts took their seats.

Master Lu ordered the disciple who was leading the way to start serving food and wine, and then began to make tentative greetings.

"Fellow Daoist Luan and Daoist Feng are the best in the world of cultivation with their medical skills. Even though someone on my road has lived in the countryside for a long time, they are well known. I don't want to see them today. Their grace is really impressive."

Then he toasted with Shen Ruoyu.

"Fellow Daoist Shen's charisma is really admirable. It's just that Lu has lived in the countryside for a long time and has never heard of Fellow Daoist Shen's reputation. He really deserves to punish himself."

With that said, Master Lu raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. Shen Ruoyu, Luan Chuanxiong and Feng Zai also raised their glasses.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Master Lu began to talk about business.

"I see that the spiritual power fluctuations in Yang Xiaoyou's body are very stagnant. He must be injured and is not suitable for forming elixirs. The three fellow Taoists came to Tianfu together. They should not only escort little friend Yang to form elixirs, right?"

The three of them looked at each other, and Shen Ruoyu spoke first. He briefly described Yang Zhao's injuries.

"We are here this time just to heal her injuries while she is forming a pill and causing a tide of spiritual power in her body."

Master Lu immediately grasped the key point.

"That is to say, the three fellow Taoists must also enter the Heavenly Tomb."

Shen Ruoyu nodded.

"Exactly. I wonder if fellow Taoist Lu can make it easier?"

"This……"

Master Lu pondered for a moment.

"If we say we won't let you in, that's because we Tianfu are stingy. After all, this tomb is only helpful for the younger generation to form pills. This little effect is really not a treasure in the world of cultivation. Naturally, it cannot enter the eyes of the three of you. ."

"But the Heavenly Tomb is more than just a magical artifact. It is the physical resting place of my Tianfu Sect disciples. Now that the three of them want to go in, I really can't be the master."

In a word, he was afraid that Shen Ruoyu and the others would go in and cause trouble.

After all, when a monk in the foundation-building stage enters and forms an elixir, he only has a golden elixir. Master Lu can subdue him with one hand.

And when Shen Ruoyu and the other three went in, if one of them got up and ripped out the grave inside, could Tianfu still kill all three of them?
No one else said it, but Luan Chuanxiong was from an upright scholar, a righteous monk, and had an official title.

If Shen Shenshen hadn't invited him in person, Yang Zhao wouldn't have been able to see him at all.

Besides, the wind in Split Roll Valley is here again. Although Split Roll Valley is not as powerful as Tianfu, the most important thing for a profession like a doctor is friends.

Although Shen Ruoyu had never heard of him, Master Lu had also heard that he used his soul body to summon thunder to suppress the ghosts and monsters in the Tongtian Tower. At first glance, he was not an easy person to meet.

If these three people have bad intentions, they can turn Tianfu upside down.

"I also know the difficulty of fellow Taoist, but my junior is seriously injured. If we don't take the time to cure it, it may affect her future career. I just shamelessly asked for help. Of course, it was not for nothing. She was prepared. The money order for 1 taels of silver will give everyone in Tianfu some tea money."

Shen Ruoyu patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder, and Yang Zhao quickly found a money order of 1 taels of silver in the Qiankun bag and pushed it over.

"The three of us are here because of Yang Zhao's injury, so naturally we won't change our minds. If fellow Taoist Lu is worried, you can follow us in."

The meaning of Shen Ruoyu's words is also simple: We are here to treat Yang Zhao's injuries. We are not here in vain, and we will not be greedy when seeing the treasure in the sky. If you are worried, you can follow and monitor.

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking." Master Lu smiled and pushed the money order back to Yang Zhao.

"This is a big matter no matter what. Lu cannot be arbitrary. I hope the three of you will wait for me for a day and I will discuss it with the others."

Shen Ruoyu pushed the silver note back: "Then please say something nice to fellow Taoist Lu. You can take the money back first and let other people in your sect know that we are here with sincerity."

Both sides pushed and refused, but in the end Lu Zhenren still put the money order into his sleeve.

"Then please ask the three fellow Taoists to wait for news."

On the way back, Yang Zhao felt a little uneasy.

Halfway through, Luan Chuanxiong called out to Feng Zao, who was going fishing. The two of them walked together, and only Yang Zhao and Shen Ruoyu were left.

Seeing the two doctors leaving, Yang Zhao moved closer behind Shen Ruoyu.

"Master, what should I do if the other party disagrees? Then my meridians cannot be cured?"

The more she talked about it, the more miserable she felt, and the more she talked about it, the more she felt like God was punishing her.

"What are the kids thinking about? If they can't get into Luanchuanxiong, will they still want to fish?"

Yang Zhao's eyes lit up immediately.

"Master, you...you mean Tianfu agrees? Am I deaf? Why didn't I hear Master Lu say he agreed just now?"

Shen Ruoyu looked at Yang Zhao wordlessly, with a trace of sympathy flashing in his eyes.

"Ever since you were injured, your brain doesn't seem to work very well. You spoke fluently to me in the past two days, and your brain is also running slowly today. I'm a little suspicious that you injured your brain or not your meridians."

Yang Zhao's originally excited heart suddenly turned cold.

She remembered that she was almost bald in the tower two days ago and realized that Shen Ruoyu had Alzheimer's disease.

She originally thought that she was quick and her master didn't react at all, so she shouldn't care.

Now it seems that although Shen Ruoyu doesn't care, he keeps accounts.

"Master, I am speaking out loud, but believe me, I really didn't mean it. The main reason is that the first day I entered the tower, the tower was full of ghosts, and I was so scared that I couldn't hold my tongue. Do you believe me? I, I definitely respect you in my heart."

"Okay, okay, bygones are bygones."

Shen Ruoyu waved his hand.

"Now turn your little head and think about when Master Lu agreed."

Yang Zhao began to carefully recall what happened at the banquet, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Zhenren Lu finally accepted the money order for 1 taels! If he was not sure, he would not have accepted the money order. There is no reason to return the money he received. This is not just a matter of money, it is also about face! "

(End of this chapter)