Agent Mad Doctor

Chapter 71 The Flies at the Trade Fair (1)
Yang Suhuan has long discovered that Taishu Ring is different. Not only is it a space ring, but it is also a base for cultivating medicinal materials. As long as there is a kind of medicinal material, countless medicinal materials of the same kind can be cultivated in this space in an instant. Shujie is a paradise for replicating medicinal materials.

"That's a good idea." PY Cangshu also looked relaxed: "By the way, just now when you went to buy clothes from your aunt, I vaguely felt a kind of cultivation atmosphere."

"You mean, Aunt Jiu is also a cultivator?" Yang Suhuan asked curiously.

"No, that aunt of yours has no comprehension aura, I just feel that there is a comprehension aura near her, that is to say, there is a comprehension person near her." PY Cangshu said: "The aura of this planet is very weak, but That cultivator, I feel that he has at least reached the golden core stage, so before you are not sure, don't reveal your ability. Fortunately, I am in your body, so as soon as I find out that something is wrong, I have already hidden it Your comprehension aura." PY Cangshu said to Yang Suhuan with a little worry, but also a little luck.

Yang Suhuan took a sip of the juice: "I'll go check it out tomorrow." Seemingly feeling PY Cangshu's displeasure, Yang Suhuan smiled and said, "Isn't it because you're here, I'll be fine."

"You." PY Cangshu seemed a little helpless: "Now I am a soul, and I am just a sojourner in your body. What do you think I can help you?"

Yang Suhuan didn't care, looking at the street lights outside, he looked hazy: "So what, at most I will let my body be controlled by you."

"Nonsense." PY Cangshu scolded with a smile: "You think this body can be controlled at will, but I can only borrow your body three times at most. I used it once for your medicine last time, and I can control it twice at most. , if there is too much, your body will not be able to bear the power of my soul, and eventually the meridians will be broken." God's power is not something everyone can use.

Yang Su couldn't imagine that there would be such a result, so he couldn't help being a little surprised: "How is it possible."

"Sigh." PY Cangshu sighed again, her tone seemed a little quiet: "Huan'er, if I don't dominate your body, I can stay with you for a longer time. If I dominate your body, I'm afraid I will accompany you." Time will be short."

Yang Suhuan was taken aback again, a suffocating sadness flashed in his heart inexplicably, he wanted to blurt out the reason, but finally held back.

Looking at the lone moon in the sky, Yang Suhuan suddenly had an intuition that PY Cangshu would leave him at any time, and he would leave him without waiting for him to break the void. Thinking of such a result, Yang Suhuan was not happy, nor would he I would like to think about it further.

"Can you tell me what kind of person your deity is?" He didn't want to think about it, but wanted to understand him.

"Me?" PY Cangshu paused for a moment: "I am me, my current character is just a part of my original character, and of course the object is only for you."

"Huh?" Yang Suhuan originally changed the topic, but now he found that the more he listened, the more confused he became. What does it mean to be only for her? It seems that there are some things that need to be revealed, but it is not time.

"You will know when you meet my real deity in the future." PY Cangshu did not continue.

After that, everything seemed to be silent, Yang Suhuan just rocked the wicker chair cradle, looking very comfortable, at least in Ouyang Ruiqiu's eyes, Yang Suhuan didn't seem like a real person at this moment.

The lighting on the balcony itself chose a dark color, coupled with the contrast of the moonlight outside, the balcony itself gives people a vague vision. Yang Suhuan is wearing a lake blue retro dress, all of which are made of neon gauze. Under the bright lights, there seems to be an extra layer of mystery, coupled with Yang Suhuan's self-cultivation aura, giving people a sense of spirituality, peerless Tsinghua University, elegant and contemporary, it seems that such a person does not belong to the world and will disappear at any time.

At least in Ouyang Ruiqiu's eyes, Yang Suhuan is such a person.

Before he knew it, Ouyang Ruiqiu was fascinated, he stared blankly at Yang Suhuan.

Yang Suhuan also felt eyes on him, and with a slight sweep, he saw Ouyang Ruiqiu.

She didn't know Ouyang Ruiqiu, but the first time Ouyang Ruiqiu gave her the impression that if she wore a skirt, she would definitely be a beauty.

It's just that Yang Suhuan didn't like his gaze, as if she had become someone's food, she frowned in disgust, she stood up slowly, since someone paid attention to this place, she simply left here.

When passing by Ouyang Ruiqiu, Yang Suhuan didn't stop in his footsteps, nor did he stop his eyes. Ouyang Ruiqiu may be very beautiful, but in Yang Suhuan's heart, any beautiful thing is just a fleeting moment. The two words are not only used on women, but men can also use them. Yang Suhuan doesn't think he will be favored by that kind of person. Instead of causing trouble, it is better to stay away from trouble.

It's just that people have bad roots, especially men. If a woman comes to the door automatically, the man may not cherish it, but if the woman doesn't pay attention to the man at all, then the man will have a curiosity in his heart.

Ouyang Ruiqiu is a man, so he has the same inferiority. For a long time, many women have taken the initiative to stick to him. He has forgotten what it is for a woman to ignore him. But at this moment, he found that he has tasted the taste of being ignored. , although this smell is uncomfortable, but it is very novel, I feel more curious about Yang Suhuan.

If Yang Suhuan knew that she aroused Ouyang Ruiqiu's curiosity about Ouyang Ruiqiu's cold storage method, she would pretend to be a nympho in everything she said.

"Miss, please wait a moment." Ouyang Ruiqiu spoke first when Yang Suhuan passed by her side but didn't intend to stop.

Yang Suhuan stopped in his tracks and looked at Ouyang Ruiqiu with clear eyes. His eyes, which were as clear as water, were like a faint deep stream, which deeply attracted Ouyang Ruiqiu's soul. Such clarity cannot be pretended. Ouyang Ruiqiu stared blankly at Yang Suhuan, forgetting his purpose of calling her to stop.

Yang Suhuan frowned slightly, could this person be an idiot, he had a good looks in vain, Yang Suhuan could only sigh like this.Seeing that he was silent, Yang Suhuan turned around and prepared to leave again.

"Wait." Seeing this, Ouyang Ruiqiu hurriedly shouted.

Yang Suhuan glanced at Ouyang Ruiqiu suspiciously: "Do I know you?"

"I don't know." Ouyang Ruiqiu regained his original composure: "But after talking, we will know each other."

Yang Suhuan shook his head slightly: "Since you don't know him, why bother to know him?" There was a hint of disgust in his words, and Yang Suhuan's feeling of disgust made Ouyang Ruiqiu dumbfounded.

"I found it, I finally found it." Ouyang Ruiqiu became excited after clearing up her mood.

Seeing his excited face, Yang Suhuan had a bad feeling, always felt that the answer in it was not to his liking.

(End of this chapter)