Chapter 515: Master Silent Taoist, naturally belongs to the worldly cultivation

"Do a mission?" Lu Yang was puzzled. Why would they ask him to do a mission?

"Well, Senior Brother Lu, you are well-informed and have traveled extensively in the outside world. You must be adept at doing sect missions."

"Brother, do you remember the first time we did a mission? It was the time we went to catch the Painted Skin Demon. If you hadn't been there that time, the Painted Skin Demon would have gotten athlete's foot and would have probably run away."

"Since then, I, Junior Sister, have also gone out on several missions. Although I have completed them, the process was tortuous and there was a lot of luck involved."

"So I was thinking, can I ask my senior brother to do the mission with me this time?"

Lu Yang was quite surprised: "The sect requires each disciple to complete two tasks every year. Junior sister, you have already completed the goal, and the Dream Bubble is selling well. Even the Nascent Soul Stage disciples don't have as much wealth as you do. You don't have much demand for contribution points. Why are you going out to do tasks for no reason?"

Tao Yaoye gestured twice with a laugh: "Of course we are going to slay demons and monsters. As disciples of a righteous sect, isn't it our duty to eliminate the injustices in the world?"

"really."

"Then senior brother, will you go with me?" Tao Yaoye put his hands behind his back, bent down slightly, and looked at Lu Yang expectantly.

Lu Yang pondered. In the past three months, he had been working hard to break through the late Jindan stage. During this period, Meng Jingzhou invited him many times, but he refused. If he agreed to Junior Sister Tao, wouldn't it be suspected of putting women before friendship? "Go."

His master was the Taoist Master Bu Yu, who was a mortal monk, so naturally he was one too.

As a monk in the mortal world, it is not advisable to stay in seclusion all the time. It is normal to go out on missions and see the world.

"That's great." Tao Yaoye smiled happily.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask Lao Meng if he wants to go."

Tao Yaoye had expected this and said with a smile, "I asked Senior Brother Meng, he is in seclusion practicing and can't get away."

"Is that so? Let's go." Lu Yang felt a little regretful. He wanted to take a carriage.

It just so happened that the marriage proposal team was deceived and ran away by Taoist Buyu with his conspiracy and tricks. Otherwise, as soon as Lu Yang went out now, there would definitely be a group of powerful people surrounding him, who would recommend their disciples, daughters, granddaughters... to him.

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On the flying boat, Lu Yang asked what the mission was.

"The mission originated from the Song family in Yuanhe County, Qingshui County, Yunzhou. There is a strange painting in their home. Every midnight, a strange sound will come from the painting. Several monks who passed by have been to Song's home, but they were helpless with the painting. The last monk said that ordinary monks could not handle this painting, and suggested that Song seek help from the immortal sect."

“I see.”

The flying boat stopped at Qingshui County. The two men got off the boat, rented two horses, and rushed to Yuanhe County.

When they arrived at Yuanhe County, he patted the horses' butts and the two horses ran back to their owner.

"Are you going to Mr. Song's house?"

Lu Yang shook his head: "Don't worry, first ask the people here about the origin and character of this Mr. Song, as well as the situation of the Song family."

"good."

Tao Yaoye at this moment is very different from when she first entered the sect. Although she had excellent appearance then, she was still a little immature. Now she is eighteen years old, graceful, playful and cute. There are countless passers-by who look back at her along the way.

Both of them have good temperaments and you can tell at first glance that they are not easy to mess with, but they didn't tease Tao Yaoye.

"Boss, give me two bowls of wontons. Put more vinegar in my bowl." Lu Yang picked a wonton stall.

"Okay."

Two bowls of wontons came up, Tao Yaoye took a bite and complained quietly: "Brother, the wontons at this stall taste just average."

"It's just average. It's almost dinner time now and not many people are eating wontons, which shows how average the taste is."

"Then why are we eating here?"

"Business is slow, so the boss is willing to chat with us... Boss, how long have you been running this stall?"

"It has been open for nearly 30 years. I'm not exaggerating. Everyone in Yuanhe County knows about my wonton stall."

"Look at you two, are you from outside?"

"We are doctors from Panlong County next door. Someone from the Song family is sick, so we asked our brothers and sisters to come and see him. We are unfamiliar with the place, and we haven't found Mr. Song's house yet."

"Oh, you are looking for Mr. Song. It's not far from here. Just walk straight from here, pass an entrance, turn left and you will arrive on the street."

Of course Lu Yang knew that it was not far from the Song family, so he specially found a wonton stall near the Song family.

Lu Yang lowered his head and ate the wontons in small bites. He sipped a mouthful of the soup, which was really sour.

Seeing that Lu Yang stopped talking, the wonton stall owner wanted to speak instead.

"Doctor, who is sick in the Song family? Is it Mr. Song?"

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Inviting a doctor from the neighboring county shows how seriously ill the Song family is. This can be considered as something to talk about after dinner.

"I can't tell you that." Lu Yang smiled and shook his head. Then, as if he remembered something, he asked casually, "Shopkeeper, are you familiar with the Song family?"

"The Song family is a new family that has only been around for the past 20 years. They mainly rely on Mr. Song, who is also a top figure. When he was young, he passed the imperial examination and became a scholar, but then he never achieved any fame and was mediocre. When he reached middle age, he lost his wife and son, and he frowned all day long."

"Suddenly one day, this guy suddenly got wise and started doing business. I don't know how he did it, but his money increased day by day, and he became more energetic. Then he got married and had children, three sons and a daughter."

"Mr. Song is a kind man. He built two schools and donated a lot of books."

Tao Yaoye nodded after hearing this. It seemed that Mr. Song was a good person. The only question was how did he suddenly become smart and start doing business? But this had nothing to do with this mission.

"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Lu Yang?"

A voice with a hint of surprise sounded, the voice was melodious, sweet, delicate, and tingling.

Lu Yang turned around and saw the person coming. He was also quite surprised: "Junior Sister Lan Ting?"

Lan Ting saw a familiar figure at the wonton stall from a distance, and only when he got closer could he confirm that it was Lu Yang.

Seeing Lan Ting coming over, Tao Yaoye stood up first and stood between the two of them. She greeted Lan Ting enthusiastically: "Junior Sister Lan, what are you doing here?"

Lan Ting smiled sweetly, so beautiful that it was hard to look directly at her: "It turned out to be Junior Sister Tao. I only saw Senior Brother Lu Yang just now. I am so sorry."

"As a cultivator, you must be alert and vigilant. Junior Sister Lan's cultivation is not up to par yet."

"Junior Sister Tao, what you said is wrong. A cultivator has strong insight and is afraid of encountering danger. Could it be that I will encounter danger here?"

Lan Ting smiled and continued, "Besides, with Senior Brother Lu Yang here, how can we be in any danger? Junior Sister Tao, you underestimate Senior Brother Lu Yang."

When Lu Yang heard the conversation between the two women, he felt that he should express his opinion.

"Boss, another bowl of wontons, please."

The second update will be around 11 o'clock

(End of this chapter)