Urban magic doctor

Chen Yang stepped on the bluestone, releasing his spiritual power and sensing all possible crises around him.

Although he looked calm, the young maid in green seemed to notice that he was on guard and said with a smile: "Master, we really won't hurt you at all, you don't need to be nervous."

Chen Yang smiled sarcastically and didn't say much, but still remained vigilant.

The young maid in Tsing Yi smiled lightly, stopped teasing Chen Yang, and led the way quietly.

As he gradually approached the bamboo house, Chen Yang only listened to the sound of silk and bamboo floating out of the bamboo house, which was leisurely and pleasant, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The moment he first heard it, he thought the music was confusing him, but then he discovered that the music was extremely clear, without any energy mixed in it, and it was extremely pure.

The entire Jimo world is a cultivator, and they have some level of cultivation, so the music they play will always have a trace of energy.

It is very rare to listen to pure music.

It can only mean that the person playing the instrument probably has no cultivation.

Otherwise, he is a master of controlling his own energy.

"Master Chen Yang, you are here."

The music suddenly stopped, and a woman's voice, which was more beautiful than the music, came from the bamboo house.

Chen Yang felt that the sound was a thousand times more beautiful than the sound of nature. The moment he heard it, he was lost in thought.

After a moment of silence, he came back to his senses and secretly thought that it was powerful. The voice obviously had no energy, but it was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.

He saluted the bamboo house and said, "Is the owner of the bamboo house inside? How do you know Chen Yang's name?"

"Mr. Chen, please come into the room and have a chat."

The voice sounded again, inviting Chen Yang into the house.

"So your surname is Chen."

The young maid in green tilted her head and glanced at Chen Yang, smiled playfully, opened the bamboo door and said, "Master Chen, please."

Chen Yang became more and more confused. This was Lin Hengya's first time here. Why did the owner of this place recognize him?

And it seems that he is quite polite to himself.

He put his thoughts back and stepped into the bamboo house. He felt the faint fragrance of sandalwood floating in the air, smelling it in his nose, rippling leisurely, relaxing both body and mind.

All objects in the bamboo house are made of bamboo.

Behind a green bamboo table on the front, a woman in a white dress is kneeling.

The woman was pouring tea, her head lowered, her waterfall-like black hair hanging down, covering her cheeks, and only her lovely crystal ears could be seen.

When she finished pouring the tea and raised her head, that beautiful face was fully revealed in front of Chen Yang.

This face has a beauty that cannot be described in words, it is extremely beautiful.

Even Chen Yang, who has seen countless beauties, was stunned when he saw it. He felt that if there was a fairy in the world, it must be the one in front of him.

He was stunned for a moment, and his eyes returned to clarity. There was no blasphemy or offense at all, only appreciation and admiration.

"Mr. Chen, please have some tea."

The woman in white had a faint smile on her face and her posture was elegant. She extended her green jade finger and pointed at the bamboo cup filled with half a cup of tea on the table, signaling Chen Yang to drink tea.

"Thank you, miss!"

Chen Yang thanked him with his hands, walked to the bamboo table, sat cross-legged on the floor, picked up the tea cup, and felt the long fragrance of tea, refreshing, and couldn't help but swallowed it all in one sip. He felt the tranquility rippling in his mouth, and his body and mind were relaxed, as if... Cleanses the soul.

“Good tea.”

Chen Yang couldn't help but praise him, and almost started shooting.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the young maid in green standing at the door burst into laughter and said: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, this tea needs to be divided into three times, three layers, and the three flavors are normal. You drank it all in one sip. It's so delicious." It’s a cow chewing a peony.”

"Qing'er, don't be so presumptuous."

The woman in white scolded, clearly trying to teach the young maid in green, but her voice sounded like a coquettish one, making her bones tingle.

If you say such a thing to a man, it will be simply seductive.

But the young maid in green stuck out her tongue, quickly stood at attention at the door, and responded obediently: "Yes, miss."

The woman in white looked away, with a faint smile on her lips. She nodded to Chen Yang and said, "My little girl spoils Qing'er. I am disrespectful. Please forgive me, Mr. Chen."

That smile was truly charming and refreshing.

However, the woman in white didn't mean to seduce her, it was all a charm that came from the bottom of her heart and had no solution at all.

Chen Yang thought that his concentration was extremely high, but he quickly lowered his head, unwilling to look directly into the eyes of the woman in white. He played with the bamboo cup in his hand and said with a smile: "Miss, I really don't understand the flavor of this tea. It's a waste." Excellent product."

"hehe."

Qing'er laughed out loud when she saw that Chen Yang didn't even dare to look at his young lady, as if she was just watching the fun.

The woman in white had a sullen look on her face, but unexpectedly, her slightly angry look made her originally weak posture look a little more heroic.

Obviously it still looks the same, but the feeling has a different flavor.

This woman is simply ever-changing and charming.

Chen Yang only glanced at it, then quickly lowered his head again, thinking to himself, had he encountered a goblin?

But I heard the woman in white scolding Qing'er: "Qing'er, you don't understand etiquette. I will punish you by copying the scriptures a hundred times. Leave them to me tomorrow. Now you go and copy the scriptures."

"Miss……"

Qing'er still wanted to argue, but when she saw that the woman in white seemed really angry, she hesitated to speak. She pouted her lips in anger, glared at Chen Yang's back, and walked away.

"Mr. Chen, what a joke."

The woman in white apologized to Chen Yang again.

Chen Yang said with a smile: "It's just a small matter. Actually, there is no need to punish Miss Qing'er. Her unconcealed temper is quite good."

The woman in white pursed her lips and smiled, poured a cup of tea for Chen Yang, and said to Chen Yang who lowered his head and did not dare to look at her: "Mr. Chen, this tea is called three-grade tea. Different temperatures, different layers, and different times have different flavors. A total of more than twenty special flavors can be tasted.”

Chen Yang said in surprise: "I have never seen such a mysterious tea in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang realized that he was following the other person's words unknowingly.

This time, he didn't wait for the woman in white to speak and asked first, "By the way, the lady hasn't answered me yet, why do you know my name? Who are you?"

"My little girl was so happy when she first met Mr. Chen that she lost her etiquette. Mr. Chen, please don't blame me."

The woman in white bowed and apologized. This was the third time.

Chen Yang was afraid that she would change the subject again, but this time he finally said: "My daughter's name is Lin Zhu. As for the name of the young master, I will not hide it from you. I found out about it from Dayan Kingdom."

Chen Yang asked doubtfully: "Why are you asking about me?"

Lin Zhu said leisurely: "Master, please don't get me wrong. It's not that my daughter wants to harm you, but there is a very important matter that involves you, Master."

"What's the matter?" Chen Yang asked.