Lin Yu had just come out of the shower and found that someone was happier than him. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info that is Uncle Wang next door.

"Uncle Wang, did you pick up the money today? Why are you so happy," Lin Yu stepped forward.

"Xiao Yu, my uncle just made a windfall, and a fool actually spent five hundred spirit crystals to rent my house for a month, do you think she is stupid?" Uncle Wang said proudly.

You don't have to guess that the fool in Uncle Wang's mouth must be Teacher Ai Jingai.

"It's silly indeed." Lin Yu smiled cooperatively. This Teacher Ai is really spending this unjust money for what. Wouldn't it be okay to live with me? Lin Yu complained.

"That's okay, Uncle Wang, you can continue to steal fun here, I'll go back first." Lin Yu packed up and left.

Back in the room and closing the door that basically couldn't be closed, Lin Yu threw himself on the bed and soon fell asleep.

In fact, Lin Yu didn't know that he really wanted to thank Teacher Ai, because of Teacher Ai's protection, the killer sent by Kong Lianxuan had no chance to make a move, of course, all this is a later story.

“……”

Time flies, like a white horse, six or seven days have passed in the blink of an eye.

These days, Lin Yu didn't go out again. Instead, they honestly stayed at home and read. As for Teacher Ai, she now follows Lin Yu almost twenty-four hours a day, except for Lin Yu going to the toilet and taking a bath. Fang Qingqing was quite dissatisfied with this.

Time: It's an early afternoon.

Location: Inside Lin Yu's small dilapidated house.

Characters: Lin Yu, Fang Qingqing, Ai Jing.

Event: Fang Qingqing was giving Lin Yu a make-up lesson.

Lin Yu felt that today's atmosphere was a little wrong, although Fang Qingqing was writing the blackboard, her attention was obviously on Ai Jing, who was doing nothing and pulling her hair. For this situation where the mountain rain is about to come, the wind is full of buildings. Lin Yu said very squarely.

"Click" Fang Qingqing's chalk broke.

"I've put up with you for a long time." Fang Qingqing was powerful

"I've put up with you for a long time." Ai Jing slapped the table and stood up.

A fight between women began.

This woman can often be torn apart because of a trivial matter. Lin Yu expressed helplessness about Fang Qingqing and Ai Jing tearing each other apart.

Tear it up, tear it up, Lin Yu saw that the war was getting hotter and hotter, and he was afraid of setting himself on fire, so he felt that he had hid a long distance. However, everything was not as simple as Lin Yu thought.

"Lin Yu, which of us do you say is right and who is wrong" Fang Qingqing led the war to Lin Yu. Ai Jing also turned her head.

"Uh, why did it get on me, I see that there is no gas at home, I went out to buy a bottle." Lin Yu's feet were low and oiled and he was about to slip away.

"Come on, do you have a kitchen in this shabby house, and you still buy oil, your excuse is too bad." Fang Qingqing launched a fascination against Lin Yu.

"Poof" Lin Yu seemed to be able to see a crow flying over his forehead.

"Quack Quack"

Awkward capitalization!

"I don't believe that the enemy's firepower is too strong, and the wind is tight." Lin Yu didn't care so much, and went out directly.

"Huh" Lin Yu enjoyed the free air, since Ai Jing moved over, Fang Qingqing had a small quarrel with her for two days and a big quarrel for five days, and that posture was simply a rhythm that never stopped.

Come to the garden of the urban village, watch a few old men play chess, look at the scenery, and there are no endless quarrels. Lin Yu's heart was very calm. Find a stone bar where no one is sitting on and meditate.

This was the first time Lin Yu had practiced outside, and Lin Yu's pores were open. One aura after another is no longer a single one that enters a person's body from the dantian.

Lin Yu entered a mysterious and mysterious realm. Cultivating to become an immortal is not only a physical cultivation, but also a spiritual cultivation.

The storage of aura is still taught. The strength of the spirit can only be explored by oneself.

Spirit, also known as consciousness, is divided into three realms. It is said that the mountains are mountains, and the water is water. The second said: Looking at the mountain is not looking at the water, not the water. Three said: Look at the mountains and see the water last.

Lin Yu was about to enter the first realm now. When people first embark on the road of cultivating immortals, they have a pure heart in their arms. There is very little scheming. It is the most integrated with heaven and earth, and the practice is thousands of miles a day.

Lin Yu inadvertently entered this state, without any perception from the outside world, and his aura gathered wildly.

"It's hot, it's swollen." Lin Yu only felt that the dantian was as uncomfortable as a fire, but it was difficult to stop practicing.

Just when Lin Yu reached the limit and was about to explode, Lin Yu's dantian was cold, and the aura was no longer surging wildly.

"Mom," Lin Yu opened his eyes fiercely. I found my back wet.

Fortunately, there was No. 3, and in his mind, No. 3 stabbed Lin Yu in time and made Lin Yu wake up.

"It seems that this skill cannot be practiced blindly." Lin Yu was shocked into a cold sweat.

"Young man, you are too reckless, dare to practice here" A bald, long-bearded old man in a kung fu suit sat down.

"This old man, you're too familiar. Do I know you," Lin Yu said as soon as he saw the old man sitting next to him.

"Oh, hehe. You kid talks enough. Not enough I like it. The old man was not angry, and said with a smile.

"Here, kid take it, you'll need me later." The old man handed over a business card.

Lin Yu took the business card and was about to speak. The old man had disappeared into the sea of people.

"The old man."

Lin Yu picked up the business card, and there were handwritten words on it.

"King Medicine"

The name is followed by a communication symbol.

"It's all that, that." Lin Yu couldn't laugh or cry a little. How did the routine of this urban novel come to me.

"The author is big, less routine, more sincere, okay?"

"Speaking of which, this old man won't be the head of some major sect."

This Great Yan Holy Sect is composed of more than forty large and small sects. Similar to provinces.

Quancheng is under the control of Xuantianmen, and Xuantianmen is under the management of the Great Yan Holy Sect. The inner gate of Xuantian Gate is also called Xuantian Gate.

YY to YY Lin Yu still didn't think about it anymore, hit him, and went home.

When they got home, the two women were tired of arguing, and they went back to their respective homes.

"Xiao Yu, come over and eat later." Fang Qingqing shouted when she saw Lin Yu coming back.

"Okay, big sister." It's not the same to have a woman in the family. Lin Yu was full of happiness.

"Lin Yu, you wait and I'll eat here," Ai Jing shouted.

"Isn't it!!" Lin Yu was shocked.

"Hmph" Xiao Yu, you have to think clearly, Fang Qingqing heard Ai Jing's voice and snorted coldly.

"Yes, Lin Yu, you have to think clearly." Ai Jing also snorted coldly.

I can't afford to offend either of them.

"Hurry up and make a decision." The two women urged.

It's a blissful annoyance.

"Two eldest sisters, let's have a discussion and eat together." Lin Yu said cheekily.

"You're beautiful." A slipper flew out of Fang Qingqing's room and slapped it directly on Lin Yu's face.

"Don't think" Ai Jing's room flew out of the iron pot this time.