Infinite Luck Master

Quiet village.

This is a very small village, with only a few hundred households counting from the beginning to the end of the village.

As the sun sets slowly.

The golden afterglow spreads in all directions.

It brings a sense of tranquility to the quiet village.

In the village, the smoke from each household's cooking is also rising slowly.

The farmers had been busy all day, each carrying their own farm tools and walking home in groups of three or two.

The women have already prepared dinner for the day. Those from well-off families can also prepare three ounces of wine for the head of the house to enjoy after a busy day.

This is a very peaceful village, so peaceful that it seems that it has not been able to make a single ripple for hundreds of years. The people in the village seem to live in a completely isolated place, completely self-sufficient and not involved in any way with the outside world.

Only once a month would they leave the village in groups for a day and go to nearby towns to buy necessary raw salt soap and other necessities!

Other times…

They all stayed in the village, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Live your life peacefully...

And this day.

An outsider broke the peace here.

At first glance, he looked like a highly eminent monk, holding a nine-ringed tin staff and wearing a brocade cassock. He seemed to be traveling a long distance.

His treasure appearance is solemn and his aura is awe-inspiring.

One look at it makes people unconsciously admire it.

"Amitabha."

He bowed slightly to an old man and said: "Amitabha... hiccup..."

Opposite me, Old Man Li felt the smell of alcohol coming into his nose, but when he glanced at the majestic master opposite, he thought, well, it must be an illusion... It seems that he drank a little too much last night, and the smell of alcohol has not dissipated even now. .

With a somewhat reserved expression on his face, he asked, "May I ask, Master, what are your orders?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk Tripitaka, came from Daqian. Dare I ask the old benefactor, is this Xiwei Village?!"

With a sacred and solemn expression on his face, Sanzang quietly swallowed back another wine burp.

He smiled and said, "May I ask the donor, did any strangers move here in this village more than a year ago?"

The words fell.

He could clearly feel the alert look on the face of the reserved old man in front of him.

He smiled kindly and said: "Donor, don't misunderstand me. The poor monk is here to find the younger brother of the poor monk... The poor monk's family name is Qin, and he is a very powerful family in the Qin State. It's just that the poor monk is here." However, the younger brother had a falling out with the family and broke away from the family. He never came back for many years. Alas, now the poor monk's father is old and his dying wish is to see this young son. Although the poor monk is a foreigner, he also I haven't cut off my love, but I can't bear that my father's final wish cannot be realized, so I came here specially. If the poor monk and the younger brother are not here... Oh, the poor monk can't afford to wait. The old man in the poor monk's family really can't wait. get up."

"So this is ah."

The expression on Old Man Li's face softened slightly, and his eyes looking at Sanzang were quite kind.

He sighed: "Speaking of which, we do have a new family here. The couple are quite friendly, but they have lived here for more than a year. I just don't know if they are the people you are looking for..."

"The poor monk will know naturally if he goes and takes a look."

Sanzang smiled particularly kindly. Amitabha looked for a Buddha and finally found it.

Ever since.

After half a stick of incense.

Follow the path guided by Old Man Li.

We arrived at a rather brand-new home in the middle of the village... brand-new is only a relative term. In fact, it was just an ordinary fence, bluestone house, and a dozen chickens and ducks penned in the east corner of the yard.

It seems that although they are not poor, they are not rich either. They are just ordinary people's families.

"Does this mean that the big one is hiding in the city, and the small one is hiding in the wild?"

Sanzang shook his head and praised: "This chicken is so fat. If it is made into a beggar chicken, it will definitely be delicious. And this duck, if roasted, it will definitely taste good."

He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

Go outside the door.

He directly opened the courtyard door that was only as high as his waist.

Then go into the house...

But just as he stepped into the courtyard, a silver light suddenly flashed through.

A sword mark appeared on the ground under my feet out of thin air...

Sanzang suddenly stopped, with an embarrassed smile on his face. He quickly raised his hands and said with a dry smile: "We are all our own people. Don't do it. Don't do it."

From the house, a pretty woman slowly walked out.

Coarse cloth and thorn hairpins cannot hide their elegance.

In his hand was a long sword that shone with cold light.

She looked out of the courtyard with a wary face. With her cultivation, she could clearly detect that the person coming outside was not the person she expected.

The other party's cultivation level is extremely advanced.

That's why she cautiously took out the weapon that had been dusted for a long time.

But I didn't expect that the person coming turned out to be...

She suddenly became at a loss and looked at Sanzang standing outside with a dry smile on her face in shock.

Shocked: "Master Tripitaka?"

"That's right, it's me, Lord Buddha."

Sanzang's eyes were straightened, and his gaze was fixed in front of him.

Although he was careless and dissolute in the past, his status in the Brahma Temple was very high. Naturally, he had met Mu Qingyan, the master of the Tianyahai Pavilion, several times. In his opinion, Mu Qingyan, as a woman, She has shouldered the responsibility of the Tianya Hai Pavilion's huge sect, combined with her profound strength and stunning appearance, she can be said to be the most graceful person among women. Even Ao Hongxue lacks a bit of mature charm compared to her.

No wonder Ling Tianzong, the leader of the Shenyan Sect, would be so obsessed with her.

But now Mu Qingyan...

Dressed in extremely simple Luo Shang, her long silky hair was tied casually with a wooden hairpin, and her plump waist.

Noticing Sanzang's eyes, Mu Qingyan, who never expected to meet an acquaintance from the past, turned her head half embarrassed and half ashamed. For a moment, she felt quite afraid to face Sanzang.

"Pavilion Master Mu, you..."

Sanzang said in shock.

Mu Qingyan's face was already red.

Sanzang was shocked and said, "Why have you gained so much weight?"

Mu Qingyan: "………………………………"

Look at the long sword she raised.

Sanzang hurriedly laughed and begged for mercy, saying: "It's a joke, it's just a joke... Don't take it seriously, Pavilion Master Mu, the sword has no eyes, Lord Buddha, ah no, little monk, I can't match the power of your sword!"

"How did you find yourself here?!"

Mu Qingyan did not put down his weapon, but stared at Sanzang warily.

Sanzang replied: "Follow your heart and you will find it naturally!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingyan moved his sword forward slightly.

"This time, Lord Buddha, ah, no, little monk, it's a little monk. What the little monk said this time is the truth, he's so innocent!"

Sanzang said hurriedly: "The young monk has no ill intentions. Otherwise, it would not be just the young monk who is here today, but also young friend Su Jingsu!"

Hearing Sanzang mention Su Jing, Mu Qingyan's face showed some confusion.

She asked: "He doesn't know this place?"

"I don't know yet... He is busy, so he has no time to come here."

Sanzang poked his head inside and said with a smile: "Wow, there is also wine. Pavilion Master Mu doesn't want to have such excellent cooking skills. Well, why don't you invite the young monk in for a simple meal? The young monk hasn't eaten all day... …”

Mu Qingyan bit her lip gently, looking at him with eyes filled with confusion.

Finally, he sighed helplessly and said, "Come in, it's not respectful to have a simple meal."

Sanzang walked in with a smile.