Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 22 Yang'er, promise me not to fall in love with others

Wen Yang looked at Feng Lingche with surprise on his face, "Really?"

Feng Lingche actually wanted to say 'if you want, you don't need to bother, I can give it to you directly', but for some reason, seeing Wen Yang's rare expression like this, he finally swallowed the sentence back.

"Ah."

Wen Yang smiled, reached out and patted Feng Lingche's shoulder, "You are really a good person."

nice guy?

Feng Lingche recalled these two words with a smile, his eyes fell on Wen Yang's little hand patted on his shoulder, and the corners of his eyes were stained with joy that he didn't even notice.

"hungry?"

Wen Yang shook his head, "Not hungry."

When she was cultivating in the mountains, she lived by drinking dew and eating fruits all day long. She has a small stomach and is not easy to get hungry.

Coupled with the really rich breakfast in the morning, and the fresh fruits that have been delivered non-stop since she came to the company, let alone hungry, she has the strength to go out and hunt two cows and come back.

After finishing the last document, Feng Lingche said to Wen Yang, "Since we're not hungry, let's go directly to the pharmacy you mentioned."

Seeing Feng Lingche really pushing the wheelchair over, Wen Yang stopped him, "I can go by myself, your company has so many affairs, going out with me will affect the process."

But she was naive. Hearing this, Feng Lingche dialed some number on his cell phone. Not long after, a man in a black suit with a gentle appearance knocked on the door and came in, sitting in Feng Lingche's place. Come on, help him with the documents.

Wen Yang opened his eyes wide, "... who is this?"

The man Hexi smiled and introduced himself, "Hi, Mrs. Feng, my name is Lu Zhen, and I am the general manager of this company."

……Oh.

Another one named Mrs. Feng came.

It seems that the old man moved very quickly, and he has already informed the upper management of the company.

Feng Lingche pushed the wheelchair to the door, seeing that Wen Yang didn't follow, he stopped and waited for her, "Let's go."

Wen Yang nodded and smiled at Lu Zhen, and immediately followed Feng Lingche, "I'm here."

After Wen Yang left, Lu Zhen's eyes were stained with an incomprehensible smile.

……

The pharmacy Wen Yang mentioned happened to be a coincidence.

Just to the west of Feng Lingche's company, it is located in a remote and quiet alley.

The signboard says 'Qingfeng Medicine Hall', the lintel is old and starting to fade, and I don't know how long it has been open here.

Wen Yang did not let Feng Lingche follow in.

One is that the bluestone brick road is uneven and too bumpy, which is not suitable for pushing a wheelchair; the other is——

The boss here is not a human being.

As soon as Wen Yang stepped into the door, at the end of the empty corridor, there appeared a person, a table, and a cup of tea.

The tea fragrance is lingering and refreshing.

Wen Yang, who had been tossed and turned in the mundane dust for several days, swept away the exhaustion in her heart, she smiled and walked forward, sitting on the soft futon.

"Don't come here without any problems." The man sitting in front of him said, he was dressed in a large white robe, his silver hair was like a waterfall, and he was graceful, and his slender jade-white hands grabbed a handful of them in the air, and a pair of delicate Yingying eyes appeared. White jade cup.

Pour half a cup for Wen Yang and hand it to her eyes.

Wen Yang avoided the man's hand, took it, and took a small sip, "It's been a long time since I've had the tea you made, and it's still so fragrant and delicious."

Misty white thin lips curled up slightly, eyes full of smiles fell on Wen Yang, as if she was looking at another person through her face, "It's been a thousand years, and now you have changed your body, but your appearance has not changed. "

Wen Yang put down the teacup, "It took some effort to change the bones of this body."

With misty white eyes drooping, he used his slender eyelashes to suppress the distress in his eyes. He served Wen Yang some tea and asked in a warm voice, "You don't come here often, is there anything you need this time?"

Speaking of this, Wen Yang's hand holding the cup paused for a moment, then dropped it again, "To tell you the truth, I've been poisoned by fire."

Wubai's face darkened, and his slightly cool fingertips touched Wen Yang's wrist. As soon as he touched it, the burning sensation rushed up along the skin. Wubai quickly withdrew his hand, but his fingertips were still accidentally burned. He was taken aback in surprise, ignored the pain, stared at Wen Yang's face and said in a deep voice, "It's Phoenix Origin Fire! How did you get poisoned like this?"

Phoenix Origin Fire is pure fire in the world, far stronger than Red Lotus Karma Fire and Samadhi True Fire, and has the power to burn everything!

Not to mention that just touching a little bit hurts his bone marrow, his forehead is sweating, and when the warmth is poisonous for a long time, how much pain does he have to endure?

Wen Yang smiled and signaled him not to worry, "For more than ten years, I have been using my own spiritual power to suppress it. Although it hurts the meridian, it is not harmful. And I met a mortal, with a body of Xuan Bing Han, It can dissolve the poison of the source fire."

Wu Bai looked slightly stunned, and subconsciously felt that the matter was not simple, "Mysterious cold body? The fire of the phoenix can only be formed when the ten thousand-year-old beast with the purest mana is nirvana. How can it be possible for mere mortals, even if they have a cold constitution?" Dissolve this kind of fire poison."

"Where is this person now?" He stood up, only waiting for Wen Yang to tell the location, and then went to find out the truth and see clearly.

Wen Yang pushed him onto the chair and said with a smile, "What are you in a hurry for? I'm looking for you today because I have another matter."

"what's up?"

"Do you have a cure for leg problems?"

Wu Bai sat down again, inspecting Wen Yang's face with his eyes, and said slowly, "The person with this leg disease is the mortal you call with the mysterious ice-cold body?"

"Yes."

"Is he a man?"

"Yes."

"So the way you want to resolve the fire poison with him is..."

"Marry him and share the bed with him seven to seven times 49 times before you can solve it."

Wubai slammed the table down angrily, with an extremely ugly face, "Nonsense!"

"Is it child's play to have intercourse? You don't love him, how can you give your body to him casually?"

After saying this, Wubai's face turned pale, as if he had thought of something, he stared at Wen Yang's face for confirmation several times before he heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it is too early.

Wu Bai took a deep breath, and said to Wen Yang, "I can help you by giving you the medicine to treat leg diseases, but you must remember that unless it is absolutely necessary, don't give your body to yourself easily. A man I don't like."

like……

Wen Yang repeated these two words, suddenly feeling strange and familiar.

I have lived two lives, and I have always been indifferent to emotional matters, but I have never had anyone I like. If I have to say it, the master wears a silver mask all the year round, and his appearance is solemn and cold, but he is special to her. .

Instead, she had the illusion that her master liked her...

So she easily agreed to Wubai, "Got it."

Wu Bai briefly asked about the details of Feng Lingche's leg disease, then grabbed all the medicines and folded them into two medicine bags, and said to Wen Yang, "Boil one bag of boiling water for 3 hours, remove the foam and take it orally, and one bag crushed and added Boil the water from the root and apply it externally for 3 months, it will heal."

Wen Yang took it over, and was about to thank her and leave when Wu Bai suddenly grabbed her arm from behind, with turbulent emotions flashing in her eyes, "Yang'er, promise me not to fall in love with others."

(End of this chapter)