Ding Fan waved his hand, he was in very good condition now. Besides, the breath in his body was flowing smoothly, so cupping was unnecessary.
"Can I go and serve your girlfriend?" the female technician asked again.
"sure!"
So, two female technicians stood on both sides of Wu Yahuan's body at the same time. After removing the wide shoulder straps on the upper body, they took out the prepared copper cupping pot.
"The shoulders and waist are sore, so focus on dealing with them." Wu Yahuan reminded with her eyes closed.
"Are these positions?" the female technician asked.
"You are in this business, but you still can't tell where the shoulders are and where the waist is?" Wu Yahuan's vaginal disease broke out again, and the female technician also looked aggrieved and at a loss.
Oh, it’s really troublesome. Brother Fan has to give personal guidance every time.
"I'm here to give you technical guidance."
Ding Fan gathered his bathrobe and got out of bed and came to Wu Yahuan, earning a blank look. This guy was really persistent and he came to take advantage of him again.
"Do you have any markers?" Ding Fan asked.
"have!"
The female technician trotted to get it from the cabinet and asked: "Sir, can you do that?"
"Of course, let's see!"
Ding Fan took a marker and quickly marked more than a dozen acupuncture points on Wu Yahuan's back, and said: "Let's put cupping on these places!"
The female technician secretly praised that she was indeed an expert and marked the acupuncture points very accurately. Then the two of them immediately started cupping Wu Yahuan.
Soon, there was a piece of copper jar on Wu Yahuan's back. Ding Fan seemed to be practicing percussion, tapping it with his knuckles, making a crisp sound.
The female technician giggled, thinking that Ding Fan's child was causing trouble, and Wu Yahuan was also speechless.
However, Wu Yahuan soon felt a burning sensation on his back. Gradually, he discovered that there was air flowing back and forth, impacting every inch of his skin. This comfortable feeling could not be described in words. He wished that time could stay at this moment forever.
Wu Yahuan simply closed his eyes and concentrated on enjoying it, while the sound Ding Fan made seemed to have a rhythm, making people's brains almost lose the ability to think.
Finally, all the cupping pots on her back were removed. The female technician was shocked on the spot. Surprisingly, no traces of bruises were left!
"Help me up!" Wu Yahuan said weakly.
Ding Fan's eyes widened in time, but the annoying female technician actually covered Wu Yahuan with a bathrobe first!
After leaving the imperial concubine bathing center, the two of them felt refreshed and refreshed. Because their eyes were bright, even the night outside the car window became particularly clear.
While driving, Wu Yahuan suggested: "Xiaofan, we can come here often to relax. It feels really good."
"A must-select item, cupping." Ding Fan smiled evilly, knowing that Wu Yahuan liked this feeling and didn't even want to let it go.
"Yes!" Wu Yahuan laughed, then turned around and said: "Why don't we open a bathing center later!"
"Why?"
"Hire more female technicians. If you have your own, you can do whatever you want." Wu Yahuan smiled.
"You must be looking down on Brother Afan. I would rather eat a bite of fairy peach than a basket of rotten apricots." Ding Fan said arrogantly.
"I really didn't see it. Look at your ruthless eyes. You want to pick someone off with your eyes."
"It's absolutely unfair. It's just a professional habit of mine. It's just a fortune teller. Let's talk about the two female technicians tonight. One is a college student working in the industry to earn tuition fees, and the other is a single mother. They are both forced by life." Ding Fan
explained.
"In front of you, everyone seems naked, there is no privacy at all." Wu Yahuan couldn't help but feel frightened.
"Not entirely. I only look at the ones that interest me. I can't see or remember all the sentient beings." Ding Fan said.
After talking all the way back to Hengfu Building, it was already midnight. There was no light in Mu Xiaolei's room and he had already laid down to rest.
Leaving behind the oil painting with the content of Fuyao Building, the two moved the rest back to the office. Wu Yahuan didn't know the content of the well-packaged oil painting, so he wanted to open it with a knife.
"Don't move!" Ding Fan stopped him quickly.
"Is there something wrong?" Wu Yahuan asked doubtfully.
"It contains content that is not suitable for children. It may make you sleepless after reading it." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Humph, Lin Yu is really free and draws these messy things, but I really want to see them. Insomnia is normal for me." Wu Yahuan's eyes lit up.
"Then I have to look at it first." Ding Fan stubbornly grabbed the painting, took it to his room, and locked the door from the inside, which attracted Wu Yahuan's strong protest. It's shameful to be a solitary eater!
This oil painting was two meters long and one meter wide. Ding Fan quickly took it apart and found that the content of the painting was indeed a golden rice field, extending all the way to the horizon. It used different shades of color to create a three-dimensional effect and a strong sense of depth.
Observing the mountains in the distance carefully, there is no doubt that this landscape is the rice fields of Daxi Village. The angle chosen is exactly under the big poplar tree where we had our picnic lunch yesterday.
In the lower right corner of the oil painting, there are some rather incongruous branches. After careful analysis, Ding Fan discovered that there are three words hidden: wood overcomes soil.
What's the meaning?
Ding Fan thought about it for half a minute, and then he understood that the combination of the wood character and the earth character is the character Du. There is no doubt that this painting comes from Du Laoxie.
Unexpectedly, this madman is not only a master craftsman, but also a painter.
What a pity he is an evil all-rounder.
In Lin Yu's studio, Ding Fan felt the evil energy coming from the painting. Now that he opened it, he felt it more clearly. He had to open his spiritual eyes again, only to find that the evil energy was coming from the canvas.
If you look closer, you will see that the canvas is extremely delicate and as thin as paper. If you touch it with your fingers, it is very elastic. It has obviously been soaked in a special potion. The evil spirit it emits comes from this potion. It is colorless and odorless, but it has the effect of disturbing the mind.
.
However, it is still very difficult to interfere with others from a piece of canvas. Most people will not be affected. However, there is a group of people who are excluded, those with sensitive constitutions!
Among the items taken from the toolbox of Du Laoxie's wooden house was a magnifying glass. Ding Fan found it, magnified the canvas and continued to analyze it. When he saw the uniform holes on the canvas clearly, he couldn't help but feel horrified.
terrible!
This canvas is actually made of human skin. No wonder the background color is not much, but the painting work can be so delicate.
It can be concluded that Bai Yifei was disturbed by this painting, which led to the occurrence of deep nightmares. Yes, Lin Yu said that there was another figure painting that was taken away, which should be Bai Yifei's dream lover.
I always feel that some of the lines on the screen are similar to runes and are worthy of in-depth study. Maybe we can find a way to crack the deep nightmare.
Ding Fan looked far away, looked up close, bent down to look, lay down to look, leaned on his arms to look sideways, and finally, simply stood on his head and continued to stare at a strange angle.
Suddenly, there was the sound of the door opening, and before Ding Fan could stand up, Wu Yahuan had already rushed in.