Lu Weiman sat cross-legged on the bed, recited "The Great Compassion Mantra" several times, and made a profound review of his own inadequate emotional management.

After the review, although she no longer thought about the absurdity of developing an intercontinental missile, another thought came out of her mind.

She wanted to see all the fantastic scenery in the primordial realm, and if she could fly like a high-level cultivator, it would be much easier for her to travel.

This kind of thing can't be rushed, she has to plan slowly.

A month passed in a blink of an eye, and Lu Weiman had just recovered from a serious illness and decided to take a trip to the lake by painting boat, and then continue her journey.

On this day, she and Yuan'er got up early in the morning, and after breakfast, they ran to the shore of the lake, which was not yet lively.

The guys were cleaning up on the boat, and then bringing snacks and tea sets, as well as steaming tea, to the boat.

On the shore stood a few girls wearing light veils and holding musical instruments, and when the men were ready, they walked up to different boats in turn.

When I asked the price before, the guy told her that the people who lived in the Hexi Wu Mansion did not need to pay rent for the boat, and she could sit for as long as she wanted.

This kind of preferential treatment is a charcoal in the snow for her, she likes it very much, and there is a kind of satisfaction that the whole and West Lake belong to her, but this kind of preferential treatment comes from the status of the prince of Jun Dusk, and she is a little uncomfortable accepting it, and she always feels that she owes him another debt.

She couldn't explain how she felt about Jun Dusk in a sentence or two, it was too complicated, to say that he was her savior, but every time he saved her, something unpleasant would always happen to her.

The first time he sent her to the Wei Mansion, but the purpose was not simple, and he said that he saved her for the sake of the Wei family. The second time he rescued her, he shot a dark device into her heart. Shortly before saving her for the third time, he threw her into the lake. The fourth time I helped her get rid of emotional trouble, and said that she was argued.

In short, not a single time was pleasant.

If it weren't for her limited assets and her hard work, she would have left Hexi Wu Mansion and gone to the guest house in the city, anyway, she took advantage of one person, owed a debt to one person, and it wouldn't be so troublesome to pay it back then.

But it's not a problem all the time, she still has to think of a way to earn hedrons.

Lu Weiman chose a boat with a painting of a fairy flying in the sky and sprinkling petals in the sky.

The terrible experience of being dragged by the lizard beast to the bottom of the lake was still in front of her, and although she was a little apprehensive, she couldn't help the novelty in her heart, and resolutely stepped onto the painting boat.

During this month, she often went to the lake to listen to music, and watched the tourists fishing and felt that it was novel and interesting, so she borrowed a fishing rod from Uncle Chen, and also learned to sit on the lake to fish, and her luck was good, she caught a few small fish for the first time, and she ate delicious fish that night.

This feeling of guilt that she could do her part to reduce her debt made her go to the lake every day to set up a fishing rod and sit for a while.

The day and the West Lake were calm and peaceful, nothing unusual had happened, and since the day she fell into the water, she had not heard a sound similar to the sound of the lizard beast breaking through the water that night, and she guessed that the lizard beast might have been killed by Jun Dusk.

Lu Weiman sat down on the cushion in the painting boat, and the painting boat slowly sailed away from the shore, and the girl sitting in the corner on one side gently raised her white and slender fingers to untie the light veil on the face, revealing a flower-like face, and then put her fingers on the thin strings of the pipa and plucked it gently, tried the sound, and began to play continuously.

As a woman, Lu Weiman was a little stunned, and couldn't help but sigh: What a picture of a beauty who "still hugs the pipa and half covers her face".

As soon as the strings moved, the beautiful melody sounded, and the beautiful cherry opened lightly, singing a beautiful song that harmonizes with the tune.

"The first appearance, chaos blooms, flowers are colorful, Ji Yao dances, evil comes, the emperor Ji scatters, the emperor goes, Ji is here, there is an afterlife, see you again......"