Online Game: Full of Charm, I Was Approached by Senior Sister Gao Leng

Gu Liuyun bowed his hands and said with a smile, "May I ask if there is an old carpenter in the town?"

The woman thought for a while after hearing the words, and said, "There are several carpenters in the town, all of them are very old."

Gu Liuyun froze for a moment, and then asked again, "Which carpenter's surname is Tan?"

The woman thought about it again, shook her head and said, "I never understood."

Gu Liuyun's mouth twitched, and he asked for the third time, "Then do you know which carpenter's family has someone who has been sick all the time?"

The woman didn't answer this time, but her cheeks were slightly red, and she turned to the side and said softly, "You don't need to talk to me with false words. The slave family is not yet married. If you are interested, you can go to the Zhang family to propose a marriage..."

After speaking, the woman turned around and ran away, leaving Gu Liuyun in stunned expression.

This is... thinking that I am looking for a topic to strike up a conversation with?

Daozu is above, I really didn't come to chat up!

Gu Liuyun scratched his head, turned his head away in embarrassment, hoped that the woman would not really wait for him to propose marriage, otherwise it would be a real sin.

Without asking the information he wanted to ask, Gu Liuyun was a little depressed, and was about to find someone to ask again, but suddenly saw a medicinal herb shop in the distance, his eyes lit up, and he quickly stopped a passerby.

"Brother, how many pharmacies are there in this town?"

"Just this one."

After Gu Liuyun thanked the other party, he looked at the time, it was approaching evening, so he went directly to a teahouse opposite the herbal medicine shop, ordered a pot of tea, and waited quietly.

After waiting for nearly an hour, it was almost dark, but Gu Liuyun was not in a hurry and was still drinking tea slowly.

When he was about to finish his third pot of tea, he finally saw an old man in ragged clothes with sawdust on his hands walking towards the herbal medicine shop.

Gu Liuyun quickly settled the bill and walked into the herbal medicine shop.

As soon as he entered the herbal medicine shop, he heard the man inside talking to the old man.

"I said Lao Tantou, your grandson has been ill for so many years, and taking medicine is useless. According to me, you should go and ask the masters of the Buddhist sect and ask them to reward you with an elixir, so that you can save you. grandson."

The old Tantou just shook his head and didn't speak. He just handed over some broken spiritual stones with almost no spiritual energy left.

Among the Nine Realms, although it is said that the way of cultivation is prevalent, there are still civilians, and the property used by civilians is this kind of broken spiritual stone, garbage that cultivators don’t even look at on weekdays.

The guy sighed helplessly, put away the broken spirit stone, packed a medicine and handed it to the old man.

Then the old man put the medicine in his arms and walked out of the medicine shop slowly. Gu Liuyun hurriedly followed after seeing this.

Following the old man all the way, Gu Liuyun turned around and came to a remote corner on the edge of the town, where there was a dilapidated hut.

As soon as he saw the hut, he heard a cough coming from inside the house. The old man hurriedly pushed the door in, while Gu Liuyun hid in the dark and observed it carefully.

"Grandson, why are you up again, lie down."

"Cough cough... I'm uncomfortable lying down... cough..."

"Grandpa came back from buying medicine, so I'll make it for you."

Afterwards, Gu Liuyun, who was hiding in the dark, saw the old man walking out with a medicine stove and starting a fire to boil medicine at the door.

However, at this moment, a middle-aged man in a Buddhist sect costume came from a distance, and the man came directly towards the old man.

The old man also noticed the person coming, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"Amitabha, old Tantou, are you making the medicine again?"

The old man was silent, as if he hadn't heard the man's words, he was still boiling the medicine.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man seemed to be irritated, and he flew directly and kicked the medicine stove over.

"Old man, don't be ashamed of your face. I advise you to be wise and hand over what your son left behind, or your grandson will never think about it!"

The old man looked at the medicinal soup that had been spilled all over the ground, trembling with anger, but did not dare to resist.

"I've said it many times, when my son died there was nothing left!"

The middle-aged man smiled coldly and said, "If you don't say yes, then don't blame me."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man pinched the seal and pointed directly at the room, and the child inside coughed violently and couldn't stop it at all.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes were split, and he rushed towards the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man just flicked his sleeves and threw the old man aside.

"Humph! I've given you opportunities many times, but you don't know how to cherish them. If you don't hand over that thing today, I'll let your grandson die in front of your eyes!"

After that, the middle-aged man was about to walk into the house, but the old man anxiously stopped him, but was kicked aside by him again.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to enter the house, he suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"I said, where are you going?"

The middle-aged man was startled when he heard the words. He didn't realize that there were people around him. At this moment, the voice sounded directly from behind him?

The middle-aged man paused for a while, then turned his head suddenly, the Buddha seal in his hand lit up, and it turned out that he was about to attack and kill the person behind him.

However, just after he turned around, when he was about to blast out the Buddha Seal in his hand, the movement suddenly stopped.

Because at this time, a crystal clear red flying sword was hanging in front of his eyes, pointing directly between his eyebrows. .

Chapter Fifty-Five: Middle Grade Magical Instrument

Looking at the sharp-edged red flying sword in front of him, a drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from the middle-aged man's temples.

He swallowed hard and said cautiously, "I don't know which fellow Daoist passed by, is there some misunderstanding?"