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Song Ming trembled, and his jaw was about to fall off:

"You, you, you're here to save my soul, and...... Body? ”

Ye Lan's face turned cold:

"Get out. Teacher Zhong of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info yesterday made a request to marry me as a double monk, saying that this would make my cultivation a thousand miles in a day, so I rejected him. ”

I see!

Songming thought to himself, isn't this a common thing? At least in his impression of a certain dynasty, from elementary school to high school, this kind of thing happens in the news from time to time, after all, scum knows no age and occupation, bad people also have to grow up and make money, the teacher who educates you may be a scum, and the gray-haired elder may also be a scum, they may all be scum, as long as the population base is large, any strange birds will appear.

Thinking of Professor Zhong's serious face and obscene heart, Song Ming did not feel any shock or disobedience at the moment, and only smiled and joked:

"It's been a waste of the teacher's hard work."

Ye Lan's face turned cold, ignoring Song Ming's boring jokes, and instead said:

"The teacher said that this is for the sake of my cultivation, but the teacher has finished the calamity, and it is impossible to feather in this life, how can he have the ability to think about me? Besides, the teacher is too old, and I feel sick when I think about double cultivation...... And I already have a sweetheart. ”

According to the peach blossom theory of the wind channel, Song Ming blurted out almost without thinking:

"Qi Yu?"

Ye Lan didn't answer again, probably by default, and then took a step forward and slowly walked towards the mountain gate:

"Senior Brother Song."

Song Ming was taken aback:

"It's the first time I've heard someone call me senior brother."

"So until you gain Dao power and cultivation, I won't call you Senior Brother anymore."

"You're so cruel, you knew I had a tape recorder."

"I'm going back to the shower."

"What?"

When Song Ming heard the word bath, he couldn't help but feel infinite resentment, when he was a sister in high school, every time he chatted with a sister on QQ, the girl ended a short conversation with the following three sentences: the first is "um", the second is "hehe", and the third is this "I went to take a bath" that made countless ** silk suffer a thousand knives.

Even if he is a ** silk, Song Ming has his own compulsion, but at this time, he doesn't know how much trouble Ye Lan will make in the wind channel when he takes a bath, and only said calmly:

"Then I'm going to practice too."

……

After separating from Ye Lan, Song Ming retrieved the plane and flew to the Valley of the Winds, and after circling in the valley a few times, he couldn't find a place to "find another way", so he went back to the dormitory.

The bamboo door creaked open, the living room was empty, the upstairs study room was silent, the kitchen on the left was empty, only the sound of a dripping shower came from the bathroom on the right-hand side.

The sound was sparse, and there was no rhythm to speak of, but for a virgin, it was more exciting than any slow shake, any heavy metal, and—

Stir up people.

Song Ming's face was solemn and he shook his head:

"No, no, I'm too familiar, I'm embarrassed to do it."

Thinking like this, he reluctantly walked to the retreat room on the second floor, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate, for some reason, his hearing continued to improve at this moment, as if the sound of running water splashing on his skin surrounded his ears, and at the same time, his sense of smell was also sublimated, and the seemingly absent body fragrance permeated the tip of his nose.

Amitabha, good and good, all evil and lewd are the first, and all good 'calm' is the first......

Songming was anesthetized like this, time beating with the sound of his heartbeat, flowing with the sound of running water, and with the beads of sweat that oozed from Songming's forehead, they fell to the ground.

This is an embarrassing situation that even in the decisive battle with Qingyan.

He frowned and rolled over:

"Chairman Mao said that such penance is useless, and it must be found in another way. What is the right way? Last time, I peeked at Mr. Xuanmei taking a bath, and finally realized the principle of steam internal force (although it hasn't played a big role yet), and now I don't want to go over and take a look, people have to wash it...... Just look at it, and there will be no shortage of meat? Afraid of ruining the Dao Heart? Don't be funny, Lao Tzu's Taoist heart is just one word, calm! Two words, we don't have a heart at all! There is a way, the beauty has been in the eyes, the heavenly way is left in the heart, the flowers have been in the bushes, and the dripping water does not touch the body, don't you just look at a girl, you can use such a tangled? I want to make my brother's debut at the age of three, see all the women and children in the village, and protect their bathing safety, as the so-called——"

Song Ming ended the minute-long psychological struggle, straightened his clothes and hairstyle, and showed a firm light in his eyes that seemed to illuminate the starry sky:

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

……

In the bathrooms of the wind-flow dormitory, there is usually a vent on the side of the house like an air conditioner, so that the disciples can also practice while bathing.

Bedroom 421 is even more different, Song Dabao and Zhao Xiaochuan transformed this vent into a huge floor-to-ceiling window two years ago, if you ask why you did this? The two of them will laugh smugly, and then answer you like this—

"We had a premonition of this day."

This day is today.

The sunset was as red as blood, struggling on the edge of the night.

Song Ming walked out of the house in high spirits, turned to the side of the house, and was suddenly stunned-

There was actually a bunch of fellow disciples who were moving densely and quietly in this vast land.

Some people are reading in a whisper, some are practicing swords, some are quietly playing cards (Song and Zhao), some are standing on tree branches to watch the scenery, some are studying telescopes on the 420th floor, and even worse, lying on the wall to make a gecko shape and do bionics research.

Song Ming was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he smiled heartily to show his empathy, but then shook his head again.

But there are too many voyeurs, and there is only one goal, the atmosphere is too harmonious, so that I am not nervous at all, peeping this thing is trying to be tense and exciting, if you are all giggling and open, you can see it, who still goes to peep?

If peeping is a safe thing to do, what is the difference between going to the market and buying a cabbage?

How can this be considered a different path?

Thinking of this, he swaggered into the crowd, cleared his throat, and said softly but righteously:

"Senior brother, I misjudged you."

This soft voice made the audience freeze suddenly.

The disciples were dumbfounded, no one knew what medicine the little junior brother had taken wrong today, only a few people understood, it turned out that the little junior brother was the kind of righteous gentleman who had long been submerged in the torrent of the times, some people bowed their heads in shame, some people made silent gestures, and more people showed disdainful eyes, and even more, their faces were domineering with cold light, and they walked in front of Song Ming in a few steps, and said coldly:

"What did you kid say?"

Song Ming was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the tall fellow senior brother in front of him:

"I'm sorry brother, I mean - my cute and innocent cousin is taking a bath, you all tm fuck me off!"

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Preview: Chapter 0081, Party in the Bath