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Chapter 47 Bright Moon

Lan Rumei originally said it as a joke, but she didn't expect that this man would really stare at him like that and smile so obscenely. She picked up the bag in her hand and threw it away. Poor Acheng was still staring, and he was hit before he could react.

one time.

This woman's bag weighed three kilograms even when empty. Poor Acheng held his head and swayed, feeling dizzy from the whipping. He said angrily in his heart: "You woman, why do you hit people so casually?"

"Huh!" Lan Rumei was very unhappy. She stared at her breasts and asked why. She said in a strong voice, "What are you looking at? It's good that I didn't beat you to death! I haven't called anyone a hooligan yet!"

"

Acheng, who had just come back to his senses, knew what mistake he had made and what was wrong with him, but he still said stubbornly: "It's out of stock, what's so good about it!"

A woman is most afraid of others talking about her figure, and Lan Rumei is no exception. She stared at Acheng with wide eyes and murderous intent, without saying a word.

Acheng was rubbing his head and muttering in his mouth. After half a minute, he realized something was abnormal. A pair of Lan Rumei's murderous and indifferent eyes made him suddenly feel a cold current sweeping through his body, and his mind turned.

Knowing that he seemed to have said something wrong, he hurriedly corrected himself by saying, "Well, I'll treat you to dinner! You can eat whatever you want later, and I'll pay the bill!"

On this October night, Acheng felt cold for the first time. Seeing that inviting him to dinner had no effect, he hurriedly added: "I will be responsible for your late night snack this week!"

After saying that, Acheng felt a little uncomfortable. Today is only Wednesday, and there are still several days in this week. If Lan Rumei really agrees, will he suffer too much?

The air-conditioning around him suddenly dissipated. Lan Rumei narrowed her eyes and smiled with satisfaction. This kid was quite sensible. She was originally thinking about how to blackmail him, but she didn't expect him to offer a week's worth of late-night snacks.

, there is a lot of money to be made.

Acheng also knew that this crisis was over. With Lan Rumei's smile, it was like a spring breeze coming overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed. He thought to himself, this woman can't be understood by common sense, so she should try to do as little as possible in the future.

Be subtle, otherwise you will have trouble with your wallet.

Lan Rumei looked like a winner, raised her head, and said loudly: "Big man Ye, why don't you lead the way for me!"

Acheng pursed his lips and walked ahead. He couldn't help but ask: "Lan Rumei, where are you so late? What class are you in?"

Lan Rumei also kept up with Acheng, walking side by side with him, pouting and saying: "I work in a studio, I have to work overtime at night, and I don't make any money!"

Acheng changed his tone and said seriously: "Young man, learn more, and you will know how to make money!"

"Hmph!" Lan Rumei was dissatisfied with Acheng's tone, glanced at him and said, "Landful middle-aged uncle!"

"you--"

Acheng is only twenty-eight this year, and his beard is a bit long after not shaving for a few days. He is still unhappy when Lan Rumei calls him an uncle, but compared to Lan Rumei, who looks very young, he looks a bit older.

The two of them didn't speak a word along the way, and just walked quietly. Considering their stature, they still matched each other.

"Is this the place you were talking about eating?" Lan Rumei looked at the big shed in front of her and hesitated. She originally thought she could go to a small restaurant or something, but she didn't expect it to be a partner on the roadside.

Acheng ignored Lan Rumei, got in directly, and said to the boss: "Boss, spicy chicken nuggets, twice-cooked pork! Lan Rumei, why are you still standing there? You can order whatever you want!"

Reluctantly, Lan Rumei could only sit next to Acheng and looked at the names of dishes on the menu. Not many were not spicy, so she could only order two dishes that felt slightly better.

Forty minutes later, Acheng and Lan Rumei had returned home. Watching Lan Rumei keep pouring ice water, Acheng felt happy just now. After being slapped by Lan Rumei's bag, he was cheated again.

A few days of late-night snacks were nothing at this moment. Under his deliberate guidance, he went to the Sichuan cuisine partner. A table full of Sichuan cuisine made the hungry Lan Rumei just endure the spicy food and stuff it into her mouth.

Okay, I stopped eating half way through and I was sweating profusely.

Lan Rumei was so angry that she drank ice water and cursed: "Ye Cheng, you are a dead man. You want me to eat something so spicy. You are so stingy. What kind of Sichuan food do you want to eat? You want to kill me!"

Before he finished speaking, he started pouring ice water again.

Acheng said proudly: "You eat delicious food, why don't you say it doesn't taste good now?"

Seeing that Lan Rumei had already drank two large glasses of ice water, Acheng was really afraid that she would have diarrhea at night, so he took some ice water, poured it on a towel, handed it to her, and said, "I see you are pitiful, don't

Fill it with ice water, apply it for a while and you’ll be fine!”

Lan Rumei grabbed the towel and covered her mouth. After a while, she finally felt a little more comfortable and said dissatisfied: "Ye Cheng, you are a dead man. You didn't give it to me earlier. Wait until I drink two large glasses of ice water."

Give it to me, do you want to see me having diarrhea?"

"You're a cunning woman. I gave you a towel with good intentions, but you thanked me with tears of gratitude and even scolded me. You're not repaying your kindness!"

Acheng stopped arguing with her, turned around and entered the room, closed the door, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Acheng woke up naturally from his sleep. He felt very comfortable and walked out with his head on his head. The room was quiet. He knew that Lan Rumei must have gone out. Suddenly he found a breakfast on the table.

With a note: Uncle **, I repay you for the towel last night, otherwise my mouth will be swollen today and I will be ugly as hell!

Acheng held a piece of bread in his mouth and looked at Lan Rumeijuan's beautiful handwriting. He felt that this girl's calligraphy was good, she was tall, and she was considered a good girl. Why did she come to him?

After washing up, Acheng hurriedly played the game.

After going online, Acheng has been teleported to the foot of Leshan. There are many players who come to admire the Leshan Giant Buddha or look for Lingyun Grottoes. Some players in the game just enjoy the famous mountains and rivers, the Yangtze River and the Yangtze River, and do not learn martial arts or anything.

It's just for casual players.

Maybe she saw that Acheng was online, so Caiyi's carrier pigeon flew over after a while, which meant that she would have two more days, so Acheng should wait a little longer and not be anxious.

Knowing that it would take several days to complete, Acheng was ready to leave, return to Jiazhou City to take over some government tasks, and practice the Downstream Dragon Step by the way.

Just as Acheng was about to leave, a circle of tourists looking at the Giant Buddha and people with knives and swords from all walks of life kept surrounding the feet of the Giant Buddha. Acheng was surprised and walked over to join in the fun, secretly thinking that Lingyun Cave was being attacked.

Found.

Acheng relied on his profound skills and slowly squeezed in. The crowd had been blocked out, forming a semicircle, and a circle inside was blocked by a dozen big men. Each of these big men had a restrained look, and they were as motionless as a mountain.

The aura rushed towards him, and his long and subtle breathing showed his profound internal strength. Acheng looked at it and felt embarrassed for a while. How come there are such first-class masters all over the place? The world of the system is not something that players can understand.

Looking inside through the big man, I saw a woman wearing a bamboo hat, with a long gauze covering most of her body. She was wearing green and white gauze clothes, and her snow-like skin could be vaguely seen.

This woman's movements are elegant and noble. She is worshiping the Big Buddha. Every move shows her temperament. After bowing to the Big Buddha several times, she slowly stood up and a crisp voice sounded quietly: "Three months after the bright moon, in Fenglin Garden in Luoyang City

I’m having a banquet and would like to invite the master to give a sermon on scripture to my mother!”

Although there are many players around, you can still hear it clearly. The sound is like beads falling on a jade plate, which makes people feel comfortable.

"Please come back, Mingyue. The poor monk is guarding the Buddhist pure land. I can't go there, so please go back, Mingyue!"

The surrounding players all turned around to look for who had said it. Unfortunately, the voice was long and distant, echoing constantly in the mountains, making it impossible to find it.

If Acheng hadn't heard it last night, he probably wouldn't have known it was the voice of Monk Jingfan. This place was more than a hundred feet away from the top of the mountain, and yet he could still hear the sermon. Could it be that Acheng was not a human being in his heart.

The woman named Mingyue also moved away, moving towards the carriage drawn by four horses. The players kept pushing forward, but Acheng stood there quietly, looking at this woman.

Woman's figure.

Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, and at the moment when the carriage was on the bright moon, the bamboo hat covering the head was blown open a little.

Her fair cheeks revealed a healthy blush, her eyes were light, and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if there was some unbreakable sadness, which touched Acheng's heart at that moment.

Ming Yue seemed to have sensed something. She slowly turned her head, stared at Acheng, and nodded inconspicuously. Acheng thought his eyes were dazzled.

The time of that gust of wind has passed, and the gauze cover on the bamboo hat floated back again. That moment of looking at each other seemed like a dream, a very short dream, but it became eternity in Acheng's heart.


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