Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 203 Seeking a Way and a Companion
A ray of red light slowly rose from the horizon.

What followed was a stream of morning light that broke through the dark clouds and illuminated the bamboo forest below.

The bamboo forest is lush and lush.

Suddenly a gust of wind and waves blew by, causing the bamboo forest to rise and fall like rolling waves.

"Sister Hui, you look so good today, you look like a legendary fairy."

A girl wearing a plum blossom snow robe looked at Sen Hui intently.

Her childish but sincere words immediately aroused heated discussion among the other girls.

"Oh, Xiaoxia, what are you talking about? Sister Hui has always been so pretty."

"Smooth-tongued, is there ever a day when Sister Hui doesn't look good?"

"Eh~ You two are so disgusting. Sister Hui is not good-looking, but she is as beautiful as a flower, and she can conquer a country..."

"What are you guys doing in such a hurry?"

"Sigh~"

They knew that Fang Yang was great, but they never expected that Fang Yang was so important to Sen Hui.

Mori Hui shook her head and chuckled, with a helpless expression on her face, but she looked out from time to time.

Seeing this, the noble lady surnamed Mori looked at each other.

Senwei's thoughts: "I haven't been in touch with you for a long time. Haha, let's get together in my Qinglian Palace. I miss you all a little bit..."

I don't know who made the suggestion, and the crowd suddenly surged out.

Senwei used magical powers to throw her thoughts in front of the road, blocking the way of these noble ladies named Sen.

Such a scene made these noble ladies with the surname Mori even more excited and spoke more boldly.

She walked forward, almost at a trot.

As he spoke, bell-like laughter came out one after another.

They wanted to see what kind of talent Fang Yang had that could make Sister Sen Hui so fascinated?
Not long after, two old ladies came here and told Fang Yang to wait at Chengming Lake.

All the ladies with the surname Mori gasped in surprise.

"Let's go over and take a look. What does Fang Yang look like?"

The green light gradually expanded, and a green lotus appeared, with an illusory human figure inside.

Just at this moment, a little green light was born in the void.

In an instant, Sen Hui stood up, his eyes twinkling.

Under the gaze of the other noble ladies surnamed Mori, Mori Ai lifted up her skirt and walked faster and faster with light steps.

Gradually, the audience burst into laughter and joked with each other.

Senwei!

There was no longer the free and cheerful atmosphere in the field.

Everyone was quite depressed, but they had to force a smile and change their route, no longer planning to go to Chengming Lake.

They knew that Sen Wei didn't want them to disturb Sen Hui and Fang Yang's good deeds.

……

The breeze blew, causing the lake to ripple.

Fang Yang stood on the river embankment, with his hands behind his back, looking at the fish and birds in the lake.

"A Yang." Sen Hui smiled like a flower.

The faint sunshine falls and shines on the earth.

Sen Hui's pretty face was bright and shining, adding a bit of elegance.

Her skin was fair and even more translucent and moist. Wearing a light blue palace skirt, she stood pretty in front of Fang Yang, looking elegant and refined.

At this moment, Fang Yang lowered his eyes and stared at her, his heartstrings suddenly trembling.

"Xiaofen, you are so beautiful today, just like the person in my dreams."

Fang Yang suppressed the throbbing in his heart and said calmly.

Although his tone was calm, the meaning behind his words was so straightforward.

Visible to the naked eye, there is a blush on Sen Hui's pretty face, which makes people more and more charming, but they dare not look directly at her.

"Humph."

Mori Hui's lips were slightly hooked, slightly proud.

She tried her best to suppress the joy in her heart, but found that she simply couldn't. Without saying anything else, she took a deep breath, moved forward, and grabbed Fang Yang's big hand.

It's soft and soft, with a light mint fragrance.

She actually took the initiative to lead Fang Yang and took him for a walk around Chengming Lake.

Birds flutter their wings and chirp, fish splash in the water lively, and people cuddle up to each other.

Everything in front of him was beautiful, but Fang Yang didn't dare to go too far beyond the rules.

Because he knew that secretly, there were definitely many people paying attention to him and Mori Hui.

Mori Hui could take the initiative in certain things, but he couldn't.

"The black and white Taoist robe, the light green palace skirt, the handsome man and the beautiful woman, what a perfect pair~"

Under the clouds in the sky, Huage Lao looked at the lake and river bank below, with an old face full of smiles.

Mr. Birdge, who was walking side by side, didn't say anything, but looked at Fang Yang with satisfaction.

Unlike Mr. Huage, who was satisfied with the friendship between Fang Yang and Sen Hui, Mr. Bird paid more attention to what Fang Yang could bring to Sen.

Now, Fang Yang has already completely proved his extraordinary potential by virtue of his various outstanding deeds, and conquered the scrutiny of Mr. Bird Pavilion.

The people who were paying attention to Fang Yang and Sen Hui were not just the two pavilion elders Hua Niao, but also others.

"Fang Yang..."

Saint Fanliu suddenly sighed and told some secret things to Senwei and Senyue.

"Once upon a time, a man named Fang came here to ask to marry a girl named Sen, and that man's name was Fang Nian."

"It's just that the opposition that Fang Nian faced back then was far greater than that of Fang Yang, because Fang Nian's talent was so inconspicuous that it made people really uneasy."

"But I didn't expect that Fang Yang is unanimously favored by all of you, haha..."

A trace of sadness flashed across Saint Fanliu's bright white face.

Every time she saw Fang Yang, she would think of Fang Nian.

But she also had to admit that compared to Fang Nian, Fang Yang was much, much better.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present."

Senyue smiled lightly: "They are different."

Hearing this, Saint Fanliu burst into laughter, and a look of relief suddenly appeared on his face.

Yes, it's different.

With Senyue and Senwei helping to watch, Senhui will definitely not follow the old path of sister Yuanyuan.

……

Clear lakes, yellow water waterfalls, Yin Yang Dao bamboo forest sea, etc.

Under the leadership of Sen Hui, Fang Yang walked through one wonderful scene after another.

If he hadn't known that this place was not a blessed land or a cave, Fang Yang would have suspected that he had arrived at some fairy treasure land.

To Fang Yang's surprise, he didn't meet any elders like Mother Sen along the way.

All this did not make him feel relaxed, but instead made him more focused.

"Ayang, this is where I live."

Sen Hui smiled and narrowed her eyes, stretched out her hand and introduced to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang looked up and immediately saw a green courtyard wrapped in rich vitality.

This green courtyard looks unimpressive at first glance, but in fact there is a faint sparkle of divine light, and there are also dormant Taoist charms of various wooden Taoist schools, which is indescribably precious.

Such a strange sight is definitely worthy of a saint, so much so that the great saint specially built it!
Compared with it, Fang Yang's simple hut was really simple.

"Grandma Weng, I can do it myself. Please step back first."

Sen Hui led Fang Yang into the courtyard. She asked an old lady to step back temporarily, and then she personally poured tea and water for Fang Yang, expressing how much she valued Fang Yang.

"By the way, Ayang, let's go to the Scripture Collection Pavilion in the afternoon." Sen Hui said softly.

When Fang Yang heard this, he was about to nod in agreement.

At this moment, the light group in his mind flashed, and the words evolved:
[Looking for a partner, coming to visit, attracting everyone's attention, the scriptures and pavilions contain treasures, misfortunes and fortunes are determined by oneself. 】

[The winning number is that if you study it calmly in the Sen Sutra Pavilion, don't be impatient, let nature take its course, you can get a fourth-level opportunity on the fifth floor, no danger, no future troubles, good luck. 】

[Winning the lottery, I tried it briefly in the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the surname Mori. There is no extra gain or loss, no risks, no future troubles, peace. 】

(End of this chapter)