When Wu Daoan arrived at the hotel, Shui Yuehan was waiting for him on the sofa in the lobby. The outrageously high price of the standard room here made Wu a little dumbfounded, but Shui Yuehan took out his bank card and paid the money. And I booked the most expensive presidential suite. Wu Daoan suddenly felt like a little white face who ate soft rice? The so-called presidential suite is actually like a luxuriously renovated two-bedroom living room, in which there are all kinds of wine, refrigerators, kitchens, and computers. Shui Yuehan went to take a bath first, and Wu Daoan turned on the computer to surf the Internet. After a long time, Shui Yuehan walked out wrapped in a bath towel, revealing soft fragrant shoulders and smooth and delicate half-amputated thighs, with wet long hair and the crimson wine halo on his face that had not faded, it could be seen that Wu was full of blood.

Then, when it was his turn to go in and take a bath, the monkey hurriedly washed up and ran out in his big boxer pants. Shui Yuehan was looking at something in front of the computer, and beckoned him over when she saw him come out. There is a video playing on the computer, which is his solo dance at the previous party, and the title is: "The school of Zhongjing University of Technology has a beautiful dance, don't regret it!"

I didn't expect someone to upload it so soon. The video is quite clear, I saw a fairy-like woman in ancient costume dancing in the flying petals, with affection in her eyes, Wu Daoan himself was a little stupid. After all, he had only seen his own dancing in the mirror before, but the dance in the empty practice room and the dance rendered by various lighting props on the stage were not the same in terms of visual effects. There are a lot of comments under the video, most of them are praise, what "10 points", "I don't thank you", "I broke off" and the like. Shui Yuehan swept Wu Daoan's flat upper body, and said with a smile: "If they knew that this school flower was actually a fake boy, I don't know what they would think." ”

"Mind my birds. I never told them I was a girl, they misunderstood. ”

"Yo~ Is there a boy who dresses himself up like a fairy in a long skirt?"

"Of course I have, don't I. ”

"I see, donor, you better cut it, and then go to be an otaku idol and fascinate thousands of young men. ”

"You girl is getting less and less honest, watch me clean up your ......"

Wu Daoan and Shui Yuehan threw themselves on the big elastic bed, playing and playing. Unconsciously, Mizu's bath towel fell aside, revealing well-developed twin peaks. Wu Daoan looked at the ** in front of him who was confused and panting, and couldn't hold back any longer. Papapa, pa,. Bang Bang Bang ......

The next day, Wu Daoan still woke up early and looked at the sleeping Shui Yuehan gently. In the middle of the night, he got dressed and got up to prepare breakfast. The refrigerator was stocked with a lot of vegetables, fruits, and meats, and he made two simple side dishes. Shui Yuehan woke up smelling the fragrance of vegetables, came to the kitchen, hugged him from behind, and exhaled like an orchid with her lips in his ear: "An An, you are really a virtuous helper, prepare such a delicious breakfast for me early in the morning." ”

Wu Daoan was tickled by her blowing, and pushed her away with a smile. "Your husband's cooking skills are unique in China, and after you marry me, you will be a chubby girl for a few months. ”

"Hmph, who's going to marry you. Shui Yuehan denied it, but her face was full of sweetness.

After breakfast, Shui Yuehan is really going home. According to her, her weekends were scheduled. Saturday morning piano lessons, afternoon oil painting lessons, and Sunday morning violin lessons. No wonder she has to go home every weekend. After separating from her, Wu Daoan still had a feeling of unreality. A month ago, he was still a standard silk man who spent most of his time in the bedroom playing games and watching movies, and now he can actually turn the clouds and rain with such a perfect and excellent Bai Fumei, who is full of color and art, it is really like a dream.

This weekend, Wu Daoan rarely didn't use the computer much, but continued to learn the transverse flute with Han Zongxian. After building the foundation, the facial features are keen, and the basic music theory such as pitch, interval, and beat is quickly mastered. The results of his practice for a few days are higher than those of ordinary people for several years. Han Zongxian taught Wu Daoan the hometown music he played that day. He told Wu Daoan that his father had created the tune himself in the past, and that he and his sister often played it. This tune didn't have a name, he gave it a name: "Aoki Tune", because his hometown in the Xiuzhen Realm was Aoki Castle. The latter quickly mastered the syllables of Aoki's tune, but no matter how he played, he was not as melodious and graceful as Han Zongxianlai. This is because there is a lack of some kind of precipitation in the heart, he said.

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In the blink of an eye, another two weeks passed. In the past two weeks, Wu Daoan has spent less time in the dormitory, but often practices spells in the treasury of the student union. The more he practiced, the more he discovered that True Qi was infinitely useful and brought convenience everywhere. He even felt that if he lost his true qi one day and returned to an ordinary person, it would probably feel as uncomfortable and uncomfortable as having broken his hands and feet. He also began to understand Han Zongxian's disdainful attitude towards mortals when he first started school. He had just built his foundation, and he began to vaguely feel that he was a level higher than others, let alone the Yuan Infant Cultivator with mana.

The calendar also turned the pages and pages, and in mid-November, the temperature in Chukyo City dropped rapidly, and many students on the campus paths wore sweaters and pants, stepping on the leaves of the three-ball plane trees all over the ground. Shui Yuehan also thoughtfully gave Wu Daoan several of her previous autumn clothes, such as windbreakers, tights, knitted woolen jackets, etc., for him to wear during club activities and trysts with her. Wu Daoan has cultivated with Shui Yuehan twice during this time, and the true qi in his body has liquefied a lot, but there is still a gap between him and Shui Yuehan in the later stage of foundation building.

At the end of the school celebration party, the rumors about the mysterious little fairy became the topic of many boys' mouths for a while. But the people in the literature and art department were tight-lipped about Wu's identity under Shui Yuehan's admonition, and the matter slowly passed, and the students quickly found a new topic.

Han Zongxian studied for a long time, and looked through countless books on the Internet, in the library, and in the second-hand book market, and finally marked a red route on the large hand-drawn map of Sichuan on his desk. That night, the two came to the warehouse together, and Han Zongxian told about his research results. "According to the Wudang Mountain classics, the Kunlun Immortal Sect and the Shushan Sword Sect are most likely to have a teleportation array left over from the ancient era. This Kunlun Immortal Sect is ethereal and mysterious, even in ancient times, there were many monks who tried in every possible way but could not find it. According to the old man's speculation, there should be many prohibitions near this sect. Moreover, the Kunlun Mountains are very high in altitude, and the road is dangerous, even if you are afraid of building a foundation, it is difficult to encounter danger. ”

Wu Daoan shuddered: "Old Han, it's so dangerous, let's not go to Kunlun, let's go to that Shushan Sword Sect." ”

Han Zongxian nodded and said, "The old man also has this intention. But this Shushan Sword Sect is also quite mysterious. The world only knows that it is in the territory of Bashu, but the specific location is different, and there is no consensus. The old man guessed that there were some prohibitions near the Shushan Sword Sect to hide people's eyes. Gu Laofu marked the most likely location of those rumors on the map, connected by a red line. We followed this route, and according to the old man's vision, it was not difficult to find those ancient prohibitions. ”

Wu Daoan looked at the red line he drew and scratched his head: "Your route is hundreds of miles, and it is far away from people." Even if we could walk, we would starve to death halfway. ”

Han Zongxian smiled slightly: "The old man has already had a countermeasure. Isn't there a car in your world as a means of transportation, which is convenient and trouble-free, and can also be loaded with a lot of food. ”

"But we don't have a car or a driver's license. ”

"The car can be rented, and if you have a driver's license, the original owner of this body has already been there, and the old man can use it. Now there is only one thing that is missing. ”

"What's the difference?"

"Money. ”

Wu Daoan smiled suddenly: "Hehe, our dignified Yuan Infant Stage Great Monk also has a time when he is short of money." ”

Han Zongxian's face turned red and said, "The old man's parents who are now in the body are not rich and noble. But you, who know a young lady, might as well borrow some for the old man and repay it a hundred times in the future. ”

Wu Daoan thought about it, this seems to be the only way, after all, this trip requires a lot of money, and it is definitely not enough to work or ask a roommate to borrow it in a short period of time. Well, I made an appointment to have dinner with Shui Yuehan tomorrow, and I will talk to her then.