Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Feng Jiu took a piece of orchid grass and walked down the water. The lyrics didn't come out. The brisk songs made her footsteps lighter and her mood was different.

He sang songs in his mouth, holding a branch in his hand while playing the weeds on the side of the mountain. He occasionally opened some branches and vines that stopped the road, and went down. Although he did not see anyone, he released it. God has already detected the people below.

In this area, she only met the men who had previously filled the water. At this time, I don’t have to think about it. Sure enough, walking down the song, I saw that a group of them were preparing to leave.

"This big brother, I met again."

She grinned and waved at him, squinting through the other people, and finally, her eyes stopped in the 50-year-old middle-aged man and then moved away.

"I know, you know?" The middle-aged man asked the son around him.

The 30-year-old man glanced at the teenager carrying the medicine basket. He did not open his eyes and said to his father: "This boy is resting in the upper reaches. The oil in the water was made by him."

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man nodded and looked at the boy who had a good face in Tsing Yi. Then he smiled and said: "It seems to be a drug-harvesting teenager."

Feng Jiu showed a touch of smile with a touch of ease. Some embarrassed scratched his head: "I was taking medicine. I was hungry because I was hungry. I caught a pheasant and baked it, so I have oil in my hand. Washed, I didn’t expect anyone to go downstream, hehe."

"It turned out to be the case." The middle-aged man nodded with a smile and said: "This mountain is deep, the herbs should be some ordinary, the elixir is rare, but there are many beasts, you are a teenager. There is no companion. If you want to go down the mountain, you can join us."

"Ah?" Feng Jiu listened and blinked, and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and a smile.

"Master, how can this be done? This boy does not know where it came from." A man behind him said, guarding the star.

"Hey." The middle-aged man waved his hand and didn't care: "A young boy, don't be too surprised, not to mention, this looks like a fifteen-year-old child. What are you worried about?"

Feng Jiuyi listened to this and smiled and blinked his eyes. He touched his face with one hand and said happily: "Uncle, I am almost twenty." Is she so tender? Fifteen or six years old?

The middle-aged man heard it, but also a glimpse, and then he laughed and said: "That can't really be seen. After all, your voice has not changed. It looks like a fifteen-year-old boy."

Wen Yan, Feng Ji smiled and said: "The hoarse is not good, so that is good." Then he asked: "Is this far from the mountain? Is it going to go before dark?"

"I can't go out, this is the mountain forest at the junction with Huaxianzong. The wooded road is not very good. If there are too many branches in this forest, you can also use the sword or the flying instrument." The man said, seeing the teenager in front of him staring up in the air, he smiled and asked: "I don't know what the little brother called?"

"Oh, my name is Feng." She regained her gaze and looked at the middle-aged man.

"It turned out to be a little brother." He nodded and smiled. "My name is Lu, you can call me Uncle Lu."