On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Qu Chunfeng didn't sleep on the bed, so he didn't care whether the bed was dry or wet. He just thought that since the shark lacked water, he must be submerged in the water from head to tail, so he poured it on Lin Yuan directly.

The water in this basin was quite considerable, and when I poured it on my head, a large puddle of water formed on the bed, dripping down like a stream, and the ground was also wet.

Lin Yuan was stunned for a while, then came to his senses, and subconsciously looked at Qu Chunfeng, only to see that the other party was holding a wooden basin in his hand, and was standing by the bed waiting for his response. Immediately pour another pot over the meaning.

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What else could Lin Yuan say, he slowly moved the tip of his tail to show that enough was enough.

Seeing this, Qu Chunfeng put the tub back to its original place, and was about to tidy up the house, but suddenly heard footsteps from outside, guessing who was coming, silently glanced at Lin Yuan, and signaled him not to move. Then he walked out of the house and locked the door.

It was Lin Bo who came here. He has lived in a fishing village for many years and is familiar with water, so he was fine after the boat capsized that day. He swam to the shore by himself. He was worried about Qu Chunfeng's injury, so he came to visit him today. .

Lin Bo was holding a fishing rod in his hand and a basket of lively black fish. Seeing Qu Chunfeng coming out of the house, he stepped forward and asked concernedly, Young Master Qu, are you alright?

Qu Chunfeng clasped his fists in salute to him, and said with a smile, Thank you for your concern, old man. It's just a little bit cold, it's not a big deal.

It can be seen that Lin Bo felt a little embarrassed, thinking that he was old enough to take a young man out of the boat with him, and forget it if he didn't catch any fish. Instead, he capsized and fell into the water. Young Master, black fish soup is the most nourishing, this crate of black fish is reserved for Young Master to heal your wounds, when you recover from your injuries, this old man will take you out to sea.

After speaking, he handed over the basket in his hand, Qu Chunfeng took it subconsciously, and wanted to pay him, but he paused again when he thought about his current status as a poor scholar, and could only say, Chunfeng bothers you these days. I’m really sorry, I’ll pay you twice as much in the future if I’ve raised enough money.”

Lin Bo shook his head and said, A basket of fish is not worth much, my lord, you are being polite.

After saying a few more words of advice, he took his leave and left.

Qu Chunfeng stood on the spot watching him go, looked at the basket of fish in his hand, belatedly remembered that he hadn't eaten for a few days, and although he had profound skills, his physique was only slightly higher than that of ordinary people. Be stronger, before reaching the bigu state, now that you have injuries on your body, you will feel hungry.

He went back to the house with the fish, only to see the shark lying on the edge of the bed waiting for him to come back, his body was slightly wet, with some small water drops dripping down, fortunately he was still wearing clothes.

Qu Chunfeng remembered what happened yesterday, paused for a moment, then put the crate of fish in his hand, and said without emotion, Eat it.

After speaking, he found a piece of dry ground and sat down not far away. It is rare that he did not practice, but wiped the long sword with an ink-colored silk handkerchief.

Qu Chunfeng doesn't eat fish.

He killed too many in his previous life.

In order to refine the medicine, he even dissected the bones and internal organs of those sharks with his own hands. He couldn't treat them as his own race, but he couldn't completely treat them as livestock like cattle and sheep.

Qu Chunfeng wiped the edge of the sword bit by bit, even though it was already very clean, he still didn't stop moving, and was in a trance, when suddenly a fish basket rolled over beside him, there were four fish in it, and now there are only two left, It was thrashing weakly inside.

give you to eat.

This basket silently expressed these three words.

Qu Chunfeng raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw Lin Yuan staring at him, with intoxicating moles of tears in his eyes, even when he was not smiling, there was a three-point smile, loosely draped in a blue outer shirt, showing half of his fair shoulders, the blue and blue two The color contrast is the best, it complements the dark blue hair, a strand of hair is wrapped around the fingertips, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of style.

She is a stunning beauty, even though Qu Chunfeng has been pure and ascetic for a long time, sometimes he would look dazed, he simply stopped wiping his sword, and for the first time looked at Linyuan without avoiding it, not knowing what he was thinking , After a while, he asked without warning, Do you have any kindred?

If he could find another talking merman, Qu Chunfeng thought, he might be able to let go of the one in front of him.

This idea came up silently, without beginning or end, even he himself couldn't find the root cause.

Lin Yuan didn't understand why he asked such a question, but he just ate the fish and was in a good mood, so he moved the tip of his tail as a nod, the mermaids live in groups, so they naturally have fellow humans.

Qu Chunfeng paused when he heard the words, then asked him again, Do you know where it is?

His bony fingertips unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

Lin Yuan didn't move this time, just propped his head up, looked at him with a pair of dark blue eyes, then hooked his fingertips to him, laughed so that all sentient beings could not be heard, and beckoned him to come over.

Qu Chunfeng didn't move, he had already been teased out of the shadow of his heart, his gaze slowly moved down, and fell on Linyuan's dark blue fish tail with a jade-like luster.

In his previous life, when refining the medicine of longevity for the monarch, he used dead bodies. Once the mermaids died, their scales would become dull and gray, and the color could not be seen clearly. So Qu Chunfeng didn't remember that in his previous life. Have you ever caught this shark?

He slowly put the long sword back into the sheath, and said in a low voice, If you are willing to lead me to the lair of the same race, I will let you go.

let go?

Lin Yuan thought why he let it go, he wanted to take the human being in front of him back to be his partner, turned over on the bed unwillingly, flicked his tail lightly, and then rubbed against the quilt again.

It's annoying, his estrus is almost here.

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Disciples of Tianyi Sect disguised themselves as ordinary people and stayed at the foot of the mountain, waiting for Qu Chunfeng's orders. Mingxuan dressed up as a barefoot coachman, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a big burden on his shoulders, avoiding everyone's sight, and sneaked up the mountain.

He was walking on a small road, and was not noticed by the villagers. When he found the fishing house all the way, he looked at the dilapidated house in front of him and suspected that he had gone the wrong way. When the carrier pigeon flew the news, it was clearly written here.

Mingxuan glanced into the window, but he was so strict that he couldn't even see a hair, so he knocked on the door tentatively, Brother?

Not long after, there was a slight sound of footsteps inside, and then the wooden door was opened with a creak. Seeing that it was Mingxuan, Qu Chunfeng closed the wooden door with his backhand and asked aloud, What did you ask you to bring? Did you bring it?

Mingxuan saw that he was dressed like a commoner, and he was still a little uncomfortable. Hearing this, he nodded, took off the bag on his shoulders, and handed it to Qu Chunfeng, Brother, everything you want is here.

Qu Chunfeng took it over and weighed it. He felt warm in his hands. He opened his eyes and saw oiled paper bags of different sizes inside, each containing big steaming steamed buns. He frowned. It's all steamed buns anyway.

This morning, he used a carrier pigeon to send a letter to Ming, asking him to bring some water and food, referring to rice noodles, not steamed buns.

Mingxuan scratched his head, a little dazed, and explained aloud, Brother, it's not all steamed buns, there are big meat buns underneath.

Qu Chunfeng ...

Forget it, talk is better than nothing.

Qu Chunfeng took the buns, and kept blocking the door with his body, Come again tomorrow, and send some rice.

Mingxuan was still confused, Eldest brother, these buns are enough for you to eat for seven days.

The system quietly observed in the dark, thinking how stupid this little junior is, wouldn't the steamed stuffed buns go rancid after seven days? Let seniors eat rotten steamed buns, you really deserve it.

Qu Chunfeng frowned, I'll let you take it with you, no need to say anything.

Mingxuan had no choice but to respond, glanced at the fishing house in front of him, and asked hesitantly, Brother, what are you here...?

Qu Chunfeng still said, Don't ask too many questions, I have my own opinion. After you go down the mountain, send some disciples to Beijing to inquire about Master's news. Don't alarm anyone.

Mingxuan didn't know what to think of, so he paused for a moment, Master, the old man must be safe and sound, brother, don't worry about it, then I'll go back first, and I'll bring the rice up the mountain tomorrow.

Qu Chunfeng warned, Don't be discovered by the villagers.

Mingxuan nodded, and then went down the mountain. He has a foundation in martial arts, so naturally he won't be discovered by those villagers.

Seeing Mingxuan leaving, Qu Chunfeng turned around and entered the room. He finally stopped meditating on the ground, put the burden away, sat down at the table, and counted the days with his fingers. But it's not far away.

Lin Yuan heard the movement of Qu Chunfeng entering the room, leaned over to take a look, and saw him sitting at the table eating buns by himself, the stuffing was different, filled with a faint smell of meat, he couldn't help moving his nose.

Qu Chunfeng faintly sensed something, looked up and saw that the merman finally didn't do some outrageous moves to seduce people, just lying on the bedside and watching him eat, flicking the fish's tail, the wound has healed Seven seven eight eight.

Qu Chunfeng threw a steamed bun expressionlessly, and it just landed in Lin Yuan's arms. He raised his hand to catch it, with a half-smile, and then blinked his long and narrow eyes at Qu Chunfeng, who directly looked away. , without looking at him.

Lin Yuan got used to his wooden temper, he squeezed the warm bun in his hand, and then took a bite out of curiosity, only to feel that it was dry and tasteless, but the meat inside was fragrant, but it seemed that it was Qu Chunfeng For the sake of giving, I still ate it in one bite.

Before you know it, it's night, the waves outside are churning, beating against the shore one after another, it just rained last night, the night is clean, there are no stars, only a bright full moon hangs.

Qu Chunfeng lit a candle as usual, and the orange candle light swayed gently, illuminating the small room brightly, adding warmth to the cold night.

Lin Yuan didn't know if he realized that today was the night of the full moon, so he abandoned his usual lazy sitting posture with no bones, sat up and looked around, and saw the slender fish tail slowly drooping down, looking inexplicably charming.

The one thing that Qu Chunfeng can't shake every day is cultivation. He seems to be quite afraid of shark attacks from behind again and again, so tonight he chose a place where he can see him when he looks up to meditate.

Lin Yuan looked a little restless, his dark blue eyes turned red for a moment, as if he was suppressing something, and finally looked at Qu Chunfeng who was not far away. Cyan robe.

The clothes fell off without a sound.

Candle flickering slightly... , please keep in mind:,