I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 49 Nangong
After eating, I went downstairs.

The three of them stood by the side of the street, each with his own thoughts.

The nun thought, what are you doing standing here after the meal is finished.

Yang Qing thought, second aunt, you see it's so late, you should go back first.

Ding Xuan secretly glanced at Yang Qing, her pretty face flushed slightly, she lowered her head and said nothing.

In the end, it was Yang Qing who had the thickest skin.

He coughed and said to the nun, "Second Aunt, it's getting late, look, why don't you go back first?"

"Alright!"

The nun nodded, and then said to Ding Xuan, "Ding Xuan, let's go!"

Yang Qing: "..."

I asked you to go back, but I didn't ask you to bring Ding Xuan back.

Ding Xuan was taken aback when he heard the words, then gave a light ah, looked at the second aunt, and then at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing quickly said: "Well, Second Aunt, Ding Xuan and I have something to say, look, why don't you avoid it!"

He was afraid that the Taoist nun would say something, and I would wait beside him.So he quickly added another sentence: "That time will be very long!"

The nun frowned and glanced at Yang Qing.

He glanced at the shy niece again.

How could she not know what the two of them were thinking.

But for this kind of thing, it's your wish.

The Taoist nun shook her head, turned around and left directly.

"I hate it to death, Second Aunt must know!"

Ding Xuan pinched Yang Qing shyly, and said angrily.

"What's there!"

Yang Qing was super thick-skinned, and hugged Ding Xuan in her arms, wrapping her arms around her waist.Lowering her head, she looked at Ding Xuan, whose pretty face was slightly red in her arms, and her delicate body was hot, and said, "If you know it, you will know it, anyway, it will be a matter of time!"

Ding Xuan stretched out her powder fist and hammered Yang Qing's chest.

Yang Qing hugged Ding Xuan's waist.After looking around, the signboard of an express hotel was shining diagonally across the road.

……

The next day, it was almost noon.

Yang Qing drove Ding Xuan to the station.

At this time, the Taoist nun had been waiting at the entrance for a long time.

The wind of deep winter blows through the rushing crowd.

Some people meet here, and some people part here.

"Yang Qing!"

Ding Xuan held Yang Qing's hand tightly, her beautiful eyes were full of tears: "Will you come to see me?"

"Will do!"

Yang Qing hugged Ding Xuan, and said seriously: "I'll see you in a while!"

Ding Xuan hugged Yang Qing's waist tightly with both arms, sobbing and nodding.

"I'm leaving!"

After a while, Ding Xuan raised his head, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and said reluctantly.

"and many more!"

Yang Qing suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly took out several various pills.

Among them are the Peiyuan Pill that he refined to improve his cultivation, the Zuosheng Pill, and the Ningshen Pill that he refined in Russia two days ago.

He grabbed a handful and stuffed it to Ding Xuan.

"The yellow Peiyuan Pill is used to improve cultivation, the Zuosheng Pill is used to heal injuries, and the Ningshen Pill is used to stabilize the mood!" Yang Qing held Ding Xuan's hand and said softly: "Don't worry, I have more after eating!"

Ding Xuan looked at Yang Qing and burst out laughing.

Laughing and laughing, tears like rain.

At this moment, she really felt Yang Qing's love for her, his concern for her, and his reluctance for her.

And the more Yang Qing is a mother-in-law, the more moved she is.

"and this……"

Yang Qing lowered his head and counted the things in his hands.

But right now.

Ding Xuan wrapped her arms around Yang Qing's neck.

Yang Qing raised his head.

Ding Xuan kissed Yang Qing's lips forcefully.

(Background sound: take me to your heart)

In the cold winter, under the hazy sky, the station square is crowded with people.

Ding Xuan and Yang Qing kiss deeply.

Ding Xuan closed her eyes and kissed Yang Qing forcefully.

It seemed that she wanted to engrave this moment deeply in her soul.

never forget.

……

It was the first time I saw him in the cold rental house when I drove the door early in the morning.

That night, for the first time, she mustered up the courage to ask the big boy who lived across the street for help.

By the Fen River, he was crying helplessly, and he appeared softly.

Later, he found a job for himself.

He took himself to dinner.

His warm eyes and reassuring smile.

Every joke he made.

Later, after he took action to treat his mother, he left quietly.

Later, when I have no distracting thoughts and face death directly.He is like a god, he is majestic, he descends from the sky, and he kills all directions.

……

Ding Xuan hugged and kissed Yang Qing, her heart was about to break.

Unknowingly, the roots of love have been deeply planted, and they will never be forgotten in three lifetimes.

She was so hard that she seemed to want to rub Yang Qing into her body and into her heart.

A cold wind blows.

Clothes fluttering, long hair messy.

……

Outside the entrance
Yang Qing waved his hand and watched Ding Xuan leave with tears in his eyes.

The beauty is gone, but the fragrance still remains in her bosom.

Yang Qing stared blankly at the station where people were still coming and going, feeling lost.

He let out a long sigh.

He took out a cigarette and lit it against the wind.

He raised his head and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Unknowingly, a little snow fell in the gray sky.

But at this moment, at this fatal moment.

This is suitable for sad and sad times.

The aunt with the armband descended like a god, and suddenly appeared beside Yang Qing.

"Smoking is prohibited in public places, a fine of two hundred!"

The aunt stared at Yang Qing in a businesslike manner, with extraordinary momentum.

Yang Qing didn't feel anyone around him at all.

He was shocked when he heard such a sentence suddenly.

The sadness in my heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yang Qing withdrew her mind, looked at the aunt wearing a woolen hat, red vest, and red armbands, all kinds of emotions were intertwined for a while, and she was speechless.

"have opinions?"

asked the aunt unhappily.

"no!"

Yang Qing shook her head quickly, quickly extinguished the cigarette, took out 200 yuan, and paid the fine in a proper manner.

The aunt quickly borrowed the money, then took out the receipt book and gave Yang Qing a fine receipt.Then he kindly reminded: "It can be reimbursed!"

Yang Qing took the receipt blankly and nodded.

……

In the station, in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Ding Xuan couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw Yang Qing's appearance as a cute baby when he paid the fine after being grabbed by an aunt.

"what happened?"

asked the nun.

"He was caught smoking!"

Ding Xuan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, giggling coquettishly.

The Taoist nun glanced outside lightly.

There was also a faint smile on the beautiful cheeks that were as plain as an ancient well.

The brief time together gave her an intuitive understanding of Yang Qing.

This person sometimes appears naive and sometimes domineering, but most of the time he gives people a very natural and down-to-earth feeling.

As if, he belongs here, belongs to the world of mortals.

And stepping into the path of cultivation was completely an accident.

He still follows the old way of life.

This kind of mind is actually very suitable for practice.

In the practice world, this kind of heart has another name: the heart of a child!

……

Under the gloomy sky, snow particles were falling profusely.

Yang Qing put on his peaked cap, put it in his pocket, and walked towards the parking lot with a cigarette in his mouth.

Driving, walking on Longcheng Street.

Unknowingly, Yang Qing saw Nangong Market, which he hadn't been to for a long time.

Although it was snowing, the Nangong Market was still full of people.

It seems that I have not come to set up a stall for a long time.

Thinking of the people in the market, Yang Qing stopped the car and strolled towards Nangong Market.

The market is as lively as ever.

Elderly uncles are strolling in the market.Occasionally stop in front of a pile of old gadgets, pick up one and look at it carefully.Then I asked the boss the price, and finally shook his head, put it down and turned to leave.

There is also an old man dressed very formally and wearing a tea mirror, who professionally takes out a magnifying glass and a fluorescent flashlight from his pocket, and picks up a stone to shine it on.

Young men and women, squatting in front of the wenwan stall, picked up the beads and couldn't put it down.

After walking for a while, Yang Qing saw at a glance that Uncle Liu Huang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was sitting bored in the tent, holding an idle book, waiting for guests to come while reading the book.

"How much is it?"

Yang Qing walked over, picked up a fluorescent lamp and asked.

"20 yuan each!"

Uncle Liu Huang lazily replied and raised his head.The next moment, his eyes lit up, and he laughed and cursed: "Fuck, Xiao Yang, why are you here?"

"Let's see you!"

Yang Qing put down the fluorescent lamp and said with a smile.

"You haven't been here for a while!"

Uncle Liu Huang lowered his voice and said, "Some people in the market said that you were arrested for massage? Others said that you were sentenced for selling counterfeit medicine. When were you released?"

"Day, you can't think better!"

Yang Qing scolded angrily: "When did I have a massage? Also, what I sell is not fake medicine!"

"Then you quit your career?"

Uncle Liu Huang took out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Qing, who asked Yang Qing to enter the tent.

"Well, let's not do this now!"

Yang Qing sat on the horseshoe, looked at the people shopping in the market in the wind and snow, and the familiar old grandson, Boss Zhang and others not far away, smiled and waved to them, then said to Uncle Liu Huang.

"Get rich?"

Uncle Liu Huang asked curiously.

"Well, I bought a lottery ticket and won [-] million!"

Yang Qing said nonsense.

"One hundred million?"

Uncle Liu Huang obviously didn't believe it, and curled his lips and said, "I still have tens of billions!"

Old whore!
Yang Qing rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"By the way, Uncle Liu, do you know anyone who sells ancient books?"

Yang Qing thought for a while with a cigarette in his mouth and asked.

What Ding Xuan said yesterday touched him a lot.

This is also the reason why practitioners are unwilling to enter the world. Just imagine how sad you will be when you have a beautiful face and bones in a hundred years.

Therefore, Lin Wanqiu's matter must be considered as soon as possible.

And the method found in the glacier before is not suitable for Lin Wanqiu.First, the elders of the Song Dynasty practiced the way of pure yang, and the method was also based on formations.

This kind of method is not suitable for women, but it is quite suitable for that old fellow Sun Jihai.

"Ancient books?"

Uncle Liu Huang thought for a while and said, "There is one, but he doesn't come here often. It's good to come once a month. Although the things of that guy are relatively broken, they are all genuine. Besides, he accepts everything. The stone statue of time, as small as the glass ball of the past two years."

"You mean old money, right?"

Yang Qing tried to ask.

The stall of old money is very individual.

One of the times he was very impressed, Lao Qian collected an ancient porcelain.Because the porcelain looks so special, a group of people don't know much about it, so they started arguing about what it is.

(End of this chapter)