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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty

There are many monsters in the wilderness, not only those walking on the ground, but also those flying in the sky, lying on trees, and many plants, such as man-eating grass, ghost leaves that will die if touched, etc. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger.

Lu Bai was still on the outskirts.

If Lu Bai went deep into the wilderness alone, he probably wouldn't be able to go long before he would be killed by monsters.

After hearing this, Gu Qinghuan asked him to relax. She massaged his shoulders and back to relieve fatigue.

Lu Qinghuan pressed it very comfortably.

Slowly, Lu Bai's tense muscles relaxed, his whole body felt relaxed, and even his nerves were no longer so tense.

call!

Lu Bai let out a breath and turned around to see sweat on Gu Qinghuan's forehead.

Now in late spring and early summer, the weather is getting warmer, and I feel sweat on my forehead when I move even a little bit.

Lu Bai stood up and asked Lu Qinghuan to lie down. He also pressed it for her. She had been sitting at the desk all day, doing housework, and her back and spine needed to relax.

"I know a set of massage techniques to relieve the pain of writing documents." Lu Bai said.

In his previous life, he was a white-collar worker who sat in front of the computer all day long. In order to extend his working life, he could retire at the retirement age instead of being laid off after reaching the age of thirty-five because he was unable to cope.

Lu Bai learned many methods.

This massage technique is one of them.

His immediate boss at the time was made so comfortable by this method that he almost served him to bed.

"Yeah?"

Gu Qinghuan became interested.

She lay on Lu Bai's bed.

Lu Bai didn't come back for a few days. These beddings were replaced with new ones, and they still smell of air after they were dried.

Lu Bai's hands gently pressed on the shoulder blades, moving upward inch by inch. At the same time, Lu Bai also gently used some internal force of Pure Yang Kung Fu. Pure Yang Kung is extremely strong and yang, and it is also very effective in removing yin and dampness from the body.

Um.

Gu Qinghuan couldn't help but snort.

She only felt a warmth, accompanying Lu Bai's massaging hands, spreading to her shoulders and neck. It was very comfortable, like taking a bath in a hot spring.

When Lu Bai's hands massaged her spine——

ah.

Gu Qing moaned happily.

Very comfortable.

Along with the massage, the warmth entered the spine and spread throughout the body. Lu Qinghuan suddenly felt numb, sweeping away all the fatigue, and gradually pushed the comfort of her body to the peak, so that she had to grab the sheets and tighten them.

Toes.

ah!

After feeling refreshed, Gu Qinghuan died and fell onto the cotton.

She was sweating profusely, but her body felt extremely comfortable, and she felt like the fatigue that had been trapped in her bones had been pulled out.

Very comfortable.

Lu Qinghuan was breathing heavily, not even bothering to move his fingers.

Lu Bai was a little surprised by Gu Qinghuan's movements.

I didn't expect that the massage technique, combined with pure Yang Kung Fu, would make the massage feel so comfortable.

If he had this trick in his previous life - the company boss probably needs to be replaced.

After pressing the button for a while, Lu Bai stopped. Just as he was about to call out to Lu Qinghuan, he found that Lu Qinghuan had already fallen asleep.

Bang Bang!

The watchman reminds me that it's the fifth watch.

It will be dawn in a little while.

Therefore, Lu Bai stopped waking up Lu Qinghuan. He yawned and slept next to Gu Qinghuan.

The bed is huge!

It can sleep two people.

Lu Bai likes big beds.

When Lu Bai was demolishing a house in an alley, he even demolished the door panels of other people's houses and widened his own bed.

A bed that can roll around is a bed.

Lu Bai liked rolling on the bed the most, especially when sleeping. He felt like he was doting on the seventy-two concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard.

This night.

Lu Bai also felt it.

He dreamed that he was walking carefree in the boundless wilderness, with flowers blooming and falling, clouds rolling and relaxing, a small river flowing eastward, the towering Five Mountains, and the White Mountains full of white flowers.

Tree.

He met Gu Qinghuan under the white tree.

He loved to chat and she loved to laugh. They sat side by side under the peach blossom tree, with the wind in the forest and the birds chirping. Unknowingly, they fell asleep. In their dreams, there were so many flowers falling.

"Mother, mother!"

Wang'er shouted outside.

Lu Bai opened his eyes, his palms felt soft, and he took a closer look——

Well.

His dream about the Five Mountains came true.

The soft touch told Lu Bai that the fabric of Lu Qinghuan's clothes was very good, soft, silky, close-fitting, and warm.

The long eyelashes tremble.

Gu Qinghuan also opened his eyes.

Time suddenly stopped, and only when the early morning sunlight fell on the bed, the dust in the light column was floating.

Lu Bai forgot to take back his hand.

Or maybe his hand doesn't want to go back, who knows.

They looked at each other like this until Wang'er's footsteps approached.

"Lu Bai, have you seen my mother?" Wang'er yawned and walked in.

Whoosh!

Lu Bai immediately retracted his hand, stood up, and walked towards the door.

"Auntie is here."

Lu Bai yawned and stopped Wang'er, "I finished giving me the medicine yesterday, but it was too late, so I fell asleep here."

He pulled Wang'er outside and said, "Don't disturb your mother. I stayed with you until the fourth watch yesterday."

Wang'er complained, "I stayed up until the fifth watch."

She handed the copybook in her hand to Lu Bai, "Here, look at the fruits of my labor."

Lu Bai glanced at it and said, "No, go back and copy it again!"

"Hey, you!"

Wang'er was reluctant, "Why?"

Lu Bai searched for a long time, trying to find a reason, but Wanger's copy was too good.

"I can tell at a glance that you didn't copy it. How could you copy it so well?" Lu Bai looked in disbelief.

"Ahhh!"

Wang'er scratched his head, "I copied it!!"

"Really?" Lu Bai handed him the paper, "You copy it and I'll take a look!"

"Okay, you wait!"

Wang'er was eager to prove himself, so after taking the Four Treasures of the Study, he copied them in front of Lu Bai.

Lu Bai stretched out towards the sun, "Wang'er's IQ..."

He won't be infected by the big black cow, right?

Gu Qinghuan never came out, probably for fear of embarrassment.

Lu Bai was also embarrassed.

Although now his mind is entirely devoted to memories.

He wished he could seal up the memory of that time and hide it somewhere deep in his memory so that he could take it out for review from time to time.

"Lao Lu!"

Da Hei Niu found Lu Bai and said, "Someone from the prefect's Yamen is here."

Oh yes!

Forgot about this.

Lu Bai slapped his forehead, walked to the living room, and said to Duo Yan, who was drinking tea: "Lao Duo, don't worry, let's arrest them now!"

After drinking the tea, he stopped talking and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Duo was speechless, Lu Bai was surprised and asked, "Lao Duo, what's wrong with you?"

Duoyan made up his mind and said with a wry smile: "Brother Lu, what do you mean, this case is ultimately the case of the prefect's Yamen - of course, I have entrusted your help, and the favor will be repaid."

He took out a handwritten letter from his arms, stamped it with the seal of the prefect, and got what Lu Bai wanted.

"What the prefect means is that if you know the clues, please leave them to us and let us handle it." He felt embarrassed to say more words. This was completely taking credit.

But there's nothing that can be done about it - at least that's what the prefect told Duo Yan.

Now the city lord has been keeping an eye on him. The prefect wants to make some achievements to avoid being judged. If this case is solved by people from the prefect's Yamen, it will be the prefect's achievements.

If Lu Bai asked someone to handle the case.

At least one-third of the credit goes to Jin Yiwei.

This is not what the prefect wants to see.

He wants all the credit!


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