The goddess sent Lu Yun out of the second door and came to the front yard.
The front yard of Tianshi Mansion is the Sanqing Hall. There are two large cypress trees planted in front of the Sanqing Hall, each of which is a few hugs. Although it is in the middle of winter, its branches and leaves are still dense, with a crown covering the clouds.
The celestial girl walked to a cypress tree, stroked the rough brown bark, and whispered: "It is said that these two trees were ancient trees planted by Emperor Guangwu in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and have a history of more than 500 years."
"That's a long life." Lu Yun put his hands in his sleeves. He found that getting along with the goddess was very easy, because there was no need to guess the other person's thoughts, and she would tell you clearly what she wanted to express.
‘It’s thousands of times stronger than that mysterious witch.’ Lu Yun murmured in his heart, but he was a little worried again. Su Yingxiu’s performance that day was too abnormal, and he didn’t know what to do to find him.
The celestial girl still looked at the ancient trees in front of her, and said in a somewhat envious tone: "Sometimes I really feel that humans are not as good as trees. Even if I practice to the heavenly level, I still cannot change my inherent life span. In a blink of an eye, I didn't have time to see clearly what this world looks like, and it was already the day when the lights went out when the person died."
After hearing the heavenly girl's feelings, Lu Yun felt very strange and said: "I thought the heavenly girl was not in the world, and it turned out that she would also worry about birth, old age, sickness and death."
"I am also a human being, of course I will have the same troubles." The celestial girl tilted her head and looked at Lu Yun. A rare silly look flashed on her pure and beautiful face without makeup, which was amazing. "My goal since childhood is to ask Dao Changsheng. Do you think it is ridiculous?"
"Isn't Taoist practice just seeking immortality?" Lu Yun shook his head and smiled, "If the celestial girl doesn't have this goal, it will make people feel strange."
"Thank you for your understanding." The girl nodded happily and asked Lu Yun, "What about you?"
"I don't have that extravagant hope. I'm thankful for being able to live in my seventies or eighties." Lu Yun also replied with a smile, and the two chatted cordially like old friends.
"Then you shouldn't marry Cui Ning'er." The celestial girl suddenly changed her mind, and the relaxed atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.
"How did you say this?" Lu Yun smiled bitterly and held the cypress. He was almost turned by the sudden turn of the goddess to his waist.
"When I met last time, I told you that Cui Ning'er was probably dressed by Su Yingxiu, a saint of Taipingdao." The celestial girl looked at Lu Yun with frank eyes and persuaded her sincerely: "After this period of investigation, I believe more and more in my judgment. As the son of the Land Valve Master, you have a bright future. I don't want you to get involved with her and ruin your life."
After a pause, the goddess added in a low voice: "This is what I said to you as a friend."
Looking at the slightly anxious gaze of the goddess, Lu Yun felt a warmth. He could sense that the other party was indeed caring about him. But how could he change things that he had made up his mind easily?
"Thank you for your kindness. It's just a marriage event. It's hard for us to be younger generations to be the younger generation." Lu Yun bowed to the girl gratefully and sighed: "I believe Ning'er is not a witch in Taiping Dao. If I guess wrong, it will only be considered unlucky and I will never blame others."
"Oh, since you are determined to do your own thing, don't blame me for not remembering the grace of saving my life." Seeing that he was not in trouble, the celestial girl was also a little annoyed, and stomped her feet and turned around and went in.
Lu Yun stood under the cypress tree and watched the figure of the heavenly girl disappear into the Yimen Gate. When he turned his head, he suddenly looked at the Sanqing Hall. The Daozu's gaze that seemed to have insight into everything in the world. Lu Yun couldn't help but shivered and didn't want to stay for a moment.
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Huangfu Xuan had already solved his urgent problem. He drank stalactite in the carriage, waited around, and finally waited Lu Yun back.
"Why did it take so long?" Huangfu Xuan looked at Lu Yun with a somewhat stagnant expression.
"Oh, Zhao Xuanqing has left me for dinner." Lu Yun replied casually.
"Ah, really?" Huangfu Xuan couldn't believe it.
"Of course it's fake." Lu Yun said with a glance: "What do you believe in what you say? Do you have any judgment?"
"Don't you trust you?" Huangfu Xuan smiled shyly and couldn't help asking: "Is the request you made to them today a bit too abrupt? How could I have such a big face?"
Lu Yun's mind was no longer on this, so he naturally lost the interest in explaining to him in detail. He casually said: "Don't worry, I've calculated it with someone, and they will definitely agree."
"Uh..." Huangfu Xuan almost squirted out a sip of wine, and the lucky moment in his heart disappeared in an instant. "If fortune-telling is accurate, why do you still have to study?"
Lu Yun was so entangled by Huangfu Xuan that he had no choice but to give him a brief explanation: "The reason why I said that they would definitely agree. Because as long as the Tianshidao is not stupid, he knows that this is a good opportunity to consolidate their supreme status. Now I put this on the table, and it is given them the opportunity to show their existence openly, and only the fools will refuse."
"That's right..." Huangfu Xuan took a breath without understanding, and hurriedly took a sip of stalactite to suppress his shock. Although he still didn't understand, he vaguely felt that since Lu Yun was so sure, this matter should be done.
"Can I finally have a safe sleep?" When Huangfu Xuan thought of this, he felt hot all over and couldn't help but burst into tears.
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While speaking, the carriage arrived at Yingtianmen. Huangfu Xuan wanted to invite Lu Yun to drink, but Lu Yun thought about his own thoughts and firmly declined his kindness to keep him.
The driver who drove back the eldest prince's carriage to Eunuch Cao, and used the land-valley's own carriage to take Lu Yun to Jingxinfang.
Lu Yun didn't get into the car either, but sat side by side with the coachman in front of the car. He looked at the pedestrians beside the road, and ordered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Uncle Bao, please contact Mr. Zuo and ask him to investigate the recent movements of the Tianshi Mansion."
"Young Master has tasted the sweetness of Lu Zhong's business," the coachman was actually Uncle Bao. Of course, only Uncle Bao could roll the person out with a whip. He couldn't help but tease and smiled: "How many days have you been here? You are here again for the arousal of the Investigation House."
"If you can use it, you have to use it." Lu Yun smiled and said, "It will only make him sad when he meets Mr. Zuo."
"Tsk tsk, that old eunuch will actually be sad?" Uncle Bao smiled and said, "But to be honest, the skills of the Jieshi Mansion are indeed much better than those of the old slave. The young master is really like a tiger to get this help."
"It's not just a pair of wings?" Lu Yun stretched his waist and smiled, "Uncle, I have a feeling that the day when we have to take revenge is not far away."
Chapter completed!