The Wheel-Turning Master

"I came in a hurry and didn't bring any paste. Let's go see who's eating noodle soup and use it as paste."

Niu Er was a man with ideas. He took Lin Bai to six households, but no one ate noodle soup.

"They are all poor! They can't even afford noodle soup!"

After Niu Er finished scolding, he dragged Lin Bai with him, and with rainwater and some mud, he pasted the notice on the wall.

The words on it were all ruined!

In terms of handling the job, Lin Bai thought he couldn't catch up with Niu Er even if he flattered him.

After saying goodbye to Niu Er, Lin Bai went back home.

Passing by Mu Zhen's bun shop, he saw that the door was closed and there was no light inside. He should be resting.

Now that Ren Biao was dead, the Qinglong Gang was leaderless. Although the county magistrate was reminding them, after all, they had to pursue the flying knife assassin, and no one cared about Mu Zhen.

Lin Bai thought Mu Zhen would be overjoyed, and to celebrate her escape from the clutches of a tiger, she would prepare wine and food, invite him to chat at night, and talk about her lifelong affairs...

"I was thinking I could have a good meal tonight!"

"Did she do something stupid?" Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Bai climbed over the wall and looked inside, but saw Sister Zhen doing needlework and humming a song.

"It's good that she's fine." Lin Bai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would come to Sister Zhen tomorrow to tell her, and then wait until the storm is over before talking about the big things.

You must sleep, but you can't be too anxious, you need to prepare for it.

When I got home, the cicadas on the jujube tree were very noisy. After washing the dirty clothes and taking a shower, Lin Bai went back to the room to meditate.

He closed his eyes and emptied his mind, and appeared on the stone plate.

The surrounding mist returned to normal, and the purple disappeared without a trace, only the mist seemed to be thinner.

"That wisp of purple appeared after I slept with Sister Zhen... Does it mean that it will be like this every time I sleep with her? Or will it appear once for a different person?"

"But why did the mist become a little thinner after the wisp of purple dissipated? Is it because I spent a lot of energy? Or is there less mist after each sleep..."

"Or did it block some kind of disaster for me? Is purple a symbol of the source of disaster?"

"Then... the source of purple can only be Sister Zhen. What is she going to do? She has been selling buns for several years, knows everything about me, and wants to live with me all day... How is it possible?"

"This kind of thing is easy to verify, I will tell you another day Go find her and have a sleep to see if the purple color appears again. However, don't sleep yet and observe. "

"If she has ulterior motives, I have slept with her, so I am not at a loss. If my guess is wrong, then I am not at a loss, because I married her home."

"The stone plate has too many secrets. To what extent do you need to practice to fully understand the subtle uses of the stone plate? Or is this stone plate some kind of immortal magic weapon?"

"But... are there immortals? Or is it hidden in an unknown place?"

Lin Bai thought about it for a long time, and there was no one to ask. In the end, he became more and more certain of one thing: only by diligently practicing Wuji Gong and strengthening oneself is the fundamental.

Wuji Gong has undergone great changes after breaking through the third level. The internal force in Dantian is divided into two streams, which are both masculine and fierce, and feminine and soft.

The two seem to be incompatible, but they complement each other and are continuous. This is also the mystery of Wuji Gong.

One night passed quickly, and Lin Bai opened his eyes and felt hungry.

When you are in the stone space, you will not feel hungry or thirsty no matter how long you stay, but once you return to reality, you will still be hungry.

After washing up, Lin Bai went out listening to the cicadas.

After leaving the alley, he saw that Mu Zhen's bun shop had already opened. She was busy all the time, with a smile on her face after surviving a disaster.

At this time, Mu Zhen had already seen Lin Bai and waved to him.

"Take it, eat it on the way." Mu Zhen handed over the oil paper bag, and there seemed to be a bit of shyness in her eyes.

Lin Bai took it, nodded and left. After walking forward for a while, he looked back at Mu Zhen.

After a long time, there was nothing wrong.

"I hope I am worrying too much." Lin Bai walked towards Baicaotang.

There were people talking about flying knife assassins everywhere on the road, and Lin Bai listened to some of them intentionally or unintentionally.

Some people said that since he took advantage of the birthday party, he must have a deep hatred; some people said that Tian Daxia passed by here and took the opportunity to eliminate violence and protect the good; some people were even more outrageous, saying that the Taoist ancestor had mercy on all living beings and sent a flying knife from the sky to cut off Ren Biao's head and left.

Arriving at the clinic, he shared the buns with Xiuxiu. Doctor Bai asked Lin Bai to see the doctor, and he just watched from the side.

Lin Bai was happy to do so, so he naturally did his best.

If you want to improve your medical skills quickly, you must see patients every day.

After a busy day, Lin Bai returned home, and Mu Zhen's bun shop was closed.

The lights were on in the house, and Lin Bai didn't knock on the door, but went straight home. At midnight, Lin Bai went out against the sound of cicadas and went to Zhen's house to eavesdrop.

Although separated by a wall, Lin Bai's hearing was outstanding, and he only heard very slight breathing sounds, nothing unusual.

In the following days, Lin Bai behaved himself and stopped causing trouble. He saw patients in the clinic during the day and practiced Wuji Kungfu at home at night.

The county government and the Qinglong Gang were still asking about the whereabouts of the flying knife assassin "Tian Shuliang", which made Huaxi County restless.

Lin Bai was not familiar with Tian Shuliang, so he naturally ignored him.

In the past few days, Lin Bai was not in a hurry to sleep with Mu Zhen. Instead, he just shamelessly asked for buns every day, but did not mention his lifelong affairs.

Within three days, Mu Zhen's face turned cold, and she no longer gave Lin Bai white buns, and her eyes were even more resentful.

"No matter from which aspect, Sister Zhen is normal... I think too much."

This morning, Lin Bai went out under the sound of cicadas, and was still uncomfortable with Mu Zhen's resentful eyes.

After a busy day at the clinic, he was about to leave when Doctor Bai called Lin Bai.

"The clinic will be closed tomorrow. You've been tired these days. Take a good rest at home for a day." Doctor Bai stroked his beard and smiled, then looked at Xiuxiu again.

Xiuxiu reluctantly took out her purse, frowned, fumbled for a long time, and took out a small piece of silver.

Then she bit her lower lip, as if she was going to kill her, and handed the silver over, "Here... don't lose it. If you don't know how to spend it, save it to marry a wife. If you are afraid of thieves, you can leave it here with me. Don't spend it carelessly, don't spend it carelessly."

Lin Bai took the silver, which was warm, and asked with a smile: "Doctor Bai, do you have anything to do tomorrow? I can do it for you."

"Tomorrow is Xiuxiu's mother's birth." Doctor Bai smiled kindly, and rubbed Xiuxiu's head with his wrinkled hands.

Xiuxiu pulled Doctor Bai's sleeve, without much expression on her face, just staring at Lin Bai's hand, where the silver she gave was hidden.

Lin Bai said nothing more and left.

Mu Zhen's bun shop has closed. From the window in the backyard, a faint yellow light can be seen, as if waiting for the return of her lover.

After returning home, Lin Bai felt a little confused and couldn't calm down.

"It's been a few days, and I haven't found anything wrong with Sister Zhen. It's not appropriate to keep her hanging. If she doesn't take responsibility after sleeping with her, is she still a man? I worry too much. It's time to marry her."

Every day, it's either the clinic or Wujigong. As a young man, Lin Bai's heart is itching.

"Young people should be careful about sex. I also practice martial arts, so how can I indulge in women?"

"I want to reach the top of martial arts, and even seek advice from the immortal way. I have great ambitions, how can I be misled by women?"

Lin Bai stood up and went out, ready to challenge his weakness.

It was late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

Lin Bai carefully touched the back door of Mu Zhen's house and knocked gently.

Soon, footsteps were heard.

"Who?"

"Me."

The door opened, and Mu Zhen looked dim and didn't speak.

Lin Bai said, "Sister Zhen, my house is leaking and I can't sleep here. Can I stay at your house for a night?"

Mu Zhen looked up at the starry sky and said, "There's only one bed in my house. It's fine as long as you don't mind it being too crowded."