Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

After leaving the gate, someone came up to him very quickly. It was Deacon Chen who was running fast during the day.

"Lao Yang, are you done?"

Deacon Chen asked expectantly.

Although he ran resolutely during the day, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became when he returned home.

The crack on the yellow scarf warrior's chest seemed to be telling him.

If you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple.

When someone came to him, if the other party could punch a scar on the yellow turban wrestler's chest, he could punch a big hole in his forehead.

"It should be fine."

Yang Zhiyun was still thinking about where he had met Lynch, and replied casually.

"What should it be?"

"You can take your son to hide in the fairy courtyard. But what about me? I patrol the city every day, just in case I meet him in an alley."

"What if he beat me to death?"

"Didn't you say it before you came?"

"It's time to apologize, it's time to apologize."

"My knees are soft, I can kneel down, you don't have to save face for me."

Deacon Chen is really anxious.

The deacons of the Hall of Law Enforcement are superficially beautiful, they are law enforcement officers, but in fact they are not much different from urban management.

He only receives five or six hundred contribution points a month, and it's fine if he squeezes the soft persimmons. If he encounters a hard problem, he doesn't want to work hard at all.

"Okay. Don't scare yourself."

"Even if he is really a dragon, since he chose to come to Yushanfang to re-apply for the identity jade card."

"Then I think he will keep a low profile for a while, and won't mess around easily."

"And I always feel as if I have seen this person somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while."

Yang Zhiyun was thinking hard.

Suddenly, Yang Zhiyun's face changed slightly, and he left in the air.

"I fucking knew you were unreliable."

"Bastard, your son begged me to come and help."

"If you get into trouble now, don't care about Lao Tzu's life or death!"

"Okay, you wait for me!"

Deacon Chen cursed loudly, hesitated for a while, but still did not choose to catch up, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and decided to go to Shuixie to plead guilty.

Yang Zhiyun didn't have the mood to pay attention to Deacon Chen. He walked quickly, and after an hour, he returned to his place in the fairy courtyard, and began to search through boxes and cabinets.

"found it."

Soon, Yang Zhiyun held a water mirror stone that had long been forgotten by him.

Input true energy, and in the next second, a projected portrait appeared in front of his eyes.

"Like, very similar."

"Except for a little more gray hair on the temples, she looks younger."

"It's so similar."

"That's not right. Shouldn't this person be a mortal?"

Yang Zhiyun said to himself, the image of Lynch he saw just now overlapped with the projected portrait in front of him, they fit perfectly, as if they were printed from a mold.

But these two people can't be the same person.

"By the way. His name seems to be Lynch too."

"Even the same name."

"Is there really such a coincidence in the world?"

Yang Zhiyun didn't quite believe it, but he couldn't figure out how a mortal in the Mortal Continent could transform himself into a Qi Cultivation cultivator who could repel the Yellow Turban Warriors.

"Probably not the same person."

"Even Senior Sister Zhao, who is a true disciple, might not be able to easily repel the Yellow Turban Warriors if she doesn't use magic weapons."

"Then Lynch was originally just a mortal, how could he possess such abilities in just 30 to [-] years."

"So it's just a coincidence."

"But are there really two people in the world who both look and have the same name?"

……

"The world is really small."

Lynch lay on the boat in the lotus pond, looking at the starry sky with emotion.

He wasn't sure if Yang Zhiyun recognized him or not.

It was as if he wasn't sure whether he wanted to see Zhao Qingxue or not.

See, too risky, bound to trouble.

Don't see it, it seems too unfeeling.

"That's all. Let it be."

"Anyway, even if she does, she may not necessarily recognize me."

"After all, time is the truly ruthless thing."

Lin Qi murmured, and did not choose to run away because Yang Zhiyun might recognize him.

He just took out his identity jade badge and started to pick out tasks.

Chapter 50 Even if we meet again, we should not know each other 3

half year later.

The waterside pavilion is blooming.

Yang Qingqiu was cleaning the lotus pond with his cute ball head tied.

Suddenly the wind picked up and blew the wind chimes on the eaves.

When she looked up, she saw a familiar figure coming with the wind. She curled her lips subconsciously, lowered her head, and pretended not to see it.

"Miss Qingqiu, you're busy. Is your master back yet?"

"Deacon Chen, didn't you just come here this morning? I told you too, the master went out to do a mission."

Yang Qingqiu replied with some helplessness.

The awe of this Deacon Chen of the Hall of Law Enforcement has long since disappeared in his heart.

After all, this Deacon Chen made a plea late at night in front of her.

Not to mention that in the past six months, Deacon Chen has been running here when he has nothing to do. He is eager to hang on Lynch's body as a pendant.

With such behavior, even Yang Qingqiu really can't stand in awe.

"Friend Daoist Lin has great powers, and the missions of some immortal courtyards are not something that can be easily grasped."

Lynch wasn't there, but Deacon Chen didn't forget to flatter you. When I saw Yang Qingqiu's expression, I would quietly watch you flatter me.

Deacon Chen couldn't hold back anymore.

"Alright then, since Fellow Daoist Lin is not here, I will come back another day."

"But I'm still bothering Miss Qingqiu. If Fellow Daoist Lin comes back, he must let me know."

"Let's just say that I found the Magical Magical Artifact that Fellow Daoist Lin has been looking for."

Hearing this, Yang Qingqiu also put away his carelessness, and said seriously, "I know. When the master comes back, I will definitely tell him as soon as possible."

"That's good."

Deacon Chen got Yang Qingqiu's promise, smiled and cupped his hands, turned and left.

After Yang Qingqiu waited for Deacon Chen to leave, he immediately took out his identity badge and sent Lin Qi his contact information.

Although I only got along with Lynch for half a year.

To be exact, the real time to get along with Lynch should be less than a month.

Because for most of the past six months, Lynch has been busy running around with various fairy courtyard tasks.

But Yang Qingqiu still knew clearly that Lin Qi was a person with a very clear purpose.

And one of the purposes of Lynch's coming to Yushanfang should be to collect and find all kinds of talismans and magic tools related to illusion and spirits.

"I don't know what he collects them for."

Yang Qingqiu received Lin Qi's reply, knowing that Lin Qi would return soon, thought for a while, turned around and went back to the room, changed his clothes, and found out the tea set.

Just as he was about to start boiling water, he suddenly heard the wind chime outside the house ringing again.

She ran out happily, "Master, you are back... Uh, uncle, why are you here?"

I thought it was Lynch who came back, but it was Yang Zhiyun, who I hadn't seen for a long time, and a beautiful woman in a white dress.

"What's the proper way to panic?"

Yang Zhiyun got angry when he saw Yang Qingqiu, scolded, and then humbly said to the beautiful woman in white skirt, "Senior Sister Zhao. This is a useless little girl adopted by my sister. She doesn't know how to behave. You are making fun of me."

"Little boy, be lively."

The woman in the white skirt said casually, her brows were not in the right mood, "Yang Zhiyun, you said you brought me to visit a fellow Taoist, and you said there was no surprise. Where is the person?"

Yang Zhiyun hurriedly said to Yang Qingqiu, "Where's your master? Hurry up and let him know that a distinguished guest is coming, let him come out quickly to greet him."

Yang Qingqiu timidly glanced at the woman in the white skirt, guessed the identity of the other party, and whispered, "Uncle, and this fairy sister. My master has gone out and is not at home."

"What?! Not here!"

Yang Zhiyun's expression changed instantly.

"Okay. What are you yelling at a child for?"

The woman in the white skirt interrupted Yang Zhiyun's words, turned and left.

"Who is going to visit next time, remember to find someone to inform the host in advance."

"Don't act like everyone is waiting for you at home."

"Senior Sister Zhao calm down, blame me for this matter, blame me."

Seeing the woman in the white skirt turn around and leave, Yang Zhiyun quickly chased after him, humbly blaming himself, hesitated for a while, but still did not reveal the truth.

The main reason was that even after half a year, he was still not fully sure that Lynch was Bi Lynch.

More importantly, he was not sure what Zhao Yueru's attitude would be after 20 years.

So he could only try to get the woman in the white dress in front of him to meet Lynch first.

But unfortunately, Lynch was not at home.

"Speaking of which, I have been in Xianzhou for so long, and I have never visited Yushanfang."

"It's rare to come here once, so you can lead me around."

"I just want to buy something, too."

The two left the water pavilion one after the other, the woman in the white skirt stretched out her hand, and a cloud boat landed in front of her.

She looked at it curiously, and stood up in the air.

Seeing that the woman in the white skirt was not really angry, Yang Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed.

Soon, the two came to the trading market.

"Buy more of Yangqi Pill, Yunling Pill, and Wuqi Pill."