"Ah...! Didn't you say you have to wait seven days? There are two days left!" Ling Yue looked at Yan Bing shyly, and her bedclothes were already pulled away by her.
Yan Bing slowly stretched out a hand, pressed Ling Yue's chin, raised her blushing cheeks, looked at her with a smirk and said, "It's rare that you have no power to tie a chicken right now. I don't know when I will wait next time!! I don't want to miss this good opportunity for nothing!! Hehe!"
After saying that, he pulled Ling Yue's bellyband off again.
Ling Yue hurriedly crossed her hands on her chest, and said with a blushing face: "Taiping... is not good-looking..."
"I just like flat ones!" Seeing Ling Yue unable to resist, Yan Bing became even more excited, then pulled off her underwear and said in a deep voice: "Today's posture! I have the final say!!!"
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At this time, the backyard...
"Master... do you want me to remind the junior sister... It would be fine if she doesn't eat, but she won't let us eat steadily!!" Feng Chen frowned and looked at the old man and said.
The old man raised his hand and picked up a piece of meat, put it in a bowl, silent, pretending not to understand...
"You don't go!! I'll go!!" Xue Kui couldn't help it anymore and sat on the dining table. She could hear the movements there clearly. The rice in the bowl didn't move at all, and slapped it on the table, stood up and walked towards the front yard.
"Did you two forget that the door panel was kicked off!???? We heard clearly when we were having dinner in the backyard!! Please respect the two ladies!!!" Xue Kui didn't have any affection at all. After shouting, she was still not relieved. She kicked the door panel hanging on the door frame and then turned around and went back.
And the movements in the room also came to an abrupt end...
"You guys eat! I'm full!" Xue Kui, who walked back to the dining table, left this sentence and went back to the house.
Everyone was silent...
"Eat! Eat!" The old man raised his chopsticks and knocked on the rice bowl, forcibly alleviating the embarrassment.
Yan Bing and Lingyue were also embarrassed in the room. They were hungry all night and didn't have the nerve to step out of the room...
The next morning.
Yan Bing put on his clothes and tied his head. The first thing he did when he went out was to go straight to the expanded backyard and called two craftsmen to repair the door.
"Two guys are very troublesome, see what methods can make the sound inside unable to be heard from the outside." Yan Bing specifically instructed.
The two craftsmen looked at each other, and then one of them bowed and said, "Duke Ding Guo, you have broken the villain. Later, we will apply some pigskin glue to the crack of the door and cover the glue with some cotton. In this way, it can block the wind and cover the sound. Do you think it is feasible?"
"It's feasible! It's so feasible! Just do it!" Yan Bing was overjoyed when he heard this and agreed, but suddenly the old man's voice came from behind him.
"Qihua...you come."
Yan Bing's neck shrank, remembering the embarrassment last night again, slowly turned his head, forced out a smirk, responded, and ran over happily.
"Master, are you asking for a disciple?" Yan Bing asked with a forced smile.
The old man nodded, looked at Yan Bing and said loudly, "Two things! One is that you will go to the secret room to find a teacher later, and teach you new skills for your teacher."
"New martial arts!!!??Sword control!!!??" Yan Bing's eyes lit up, and he instantly threw away the embarrassment of last night, and the smile on his face became much more natural.
"Yeah!" the old man nodded and then came to Yan Bing's ear and whispered: "The second thing is to let these two craftsmen stick some cotton wool on your windows, so that you can sleep lightly for your teacher... It's not a solution to be woken up by you in the middle of the night..."
"I understand! Master! Stop saying it!!!" Yan Bing hurriedly bowed and interrupted what the old man was going to say later.
The old man nodded again, then stood up straight and said softly: "You don't mean to blame me, after all, you young people... It is normal for more and more frequent things to do, but if this continues, your body will inevitably be damaged and slow down the progress of your martial arts..."
Yan Bing frowned and opened her face bitterly. While listening to the old man's continuous teachings, he nodded silently.
In the end, I still couldn't escape this disaster...
"Master! Master!" Yan Bing looked at the old man who had been talking for almost ten minutes, but had not stopped yet, so he could only interrupt: "Two craftsmen have quickly repaired the door. I have to go over and remind them to put the windows intact..."
The old man was slightly stunned, looked up and saw that the two craftsmen had already started to pack up their tools, so he finally said, "I will go to the secret room to wait for you." Then he put his hands behind his back and walked to the backyard.
Yan Bing watched the old man walk away, then he breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped forward to stop the two craftsmen and ordered the window. Then he went back to the room to take out the "Qingxuan" sword that he had been away from for a long time and walked to the hall of the secret room where the old man stood with his hands behind his back.
Seeing that Yan Bing had already walked closer, the old man smiled slightly and asked the first sentence: "Qihua, do you believe there is a "soul" in this world?"
Hearing this, Yan Bing was slightly stunned and said hesitantly: "Master... didn't you teach me new skills?? Very... what ghosts are you talking about?"
The old man frowned slightly, stared at Yan Bing, and said in a deep voice: "Ghost is a ghost, and soul is a soul. The two are not the same thing, and cannot be compared... The soul is the great spirit in the heart, and it is not stained with dust. The ghost is the obsession during his lifetime, which turns into a human form..."
Yan Bing was extremely afraid of ghosts. If it weren't for the daytime, she wouldn't have dared to enter the underground secret room alone. At this moment, the old man stood here talking about ghosts and gods, which made her spine chill and her whole body weak. However, the old man obviously didn't notice Yan Bing's gradually pale face and was still talking endlessly.
"Everything in the world has souls, and only the heart of a person has a ghost ulterior motive. Therefore, if you control the sword, you must first control the soul..."
"I'm not learning anymore -!!!" Yan Bing completely collapsed when he heard the word "Soul Control". He screamed and ran out of the secret room with Qingxuan...
The old man was stunned...
What's going on?
He looked puzzled, then lowered his head and slowly chased after him.
He walked to the front yard and saw no trace of Yan Bing, so he turned his head to look at the two craftsmen and asked in a harmonious voice: "Two friends, where did my disciple go?"
The two craftsmen remained silent, and raised their hands to point to the corner of the front yard: "The toilet"
"Thank you" the old man nodded, and the other party bowed and returned the gift. The old man then slowly walked out of the toilet and asked in a deep voice: "Qihua, what are you running away from, you girl?"
Yan Bing immediately responded timidly from the toilet: "A disciple... I'm anxious to pee..." After that, a sensational sound came from the toilet...
The old man quickly turned away with a blushing face.
After Yan Bing finished dissolving the liquid that had not been released on her pants just now, she walked out of the toilet with a red face.
"I'll go? Then follow me back to the secret room..." After the old man said that, he turned around and walked towards the backyard. Yan Bing hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him, "Master!! Let's talk about it here!! Don't go down!!"
The old man stopped, was stunned for a while, then slowly turned his head, looked at Yan Bing and asked, "Qihua... are you afraid of ghosts, right?"
After saying that, he showed a bad smile on his face...