The author who likes to torture the protagonist wears a book

Chapter 14

Ask uncle to marry me.

Lin Feng soaked into the bucket comfortably, sat on the stool beside the bucket, tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and leaned his head against Nie Mo's belly.

He doesn't have to do anything, Mi Mo will serve him.

Nie Mo massaged the acupuncture points on his shoulder and neck, and asked softly, "Is this strength okay?"

Lin Feng nodded in a daze, "It can be a little heavier."

"Is that so?" Nie Mo said with more force.

"Ah, no, it can't be done with too much force." Lin Feng covered his shoulders and tilted his head, making the sound of water.

Probably because of sitting at the desk for a long time and typing, even if he has reached the golden core stage, the muscles in his shoulder and neck are still a little knotted, and it will hurt when he rubs vigorously.

Nie Mo frowned and said, "Obviously it's already at the golden core stage...Father's body still needs to be recuperated."

Lin Feng complained: "It's still recuperating, if you don't fix me, it's not bad... Oh, right, right, right here, just this strength, so comfortable."

Now it is Lin Feng's favorite, and Nie Mo's hands are pressing the acupuncture points on his scalp and temples at the same time.

Lin Feng reached out and touched the back of Nie Mo's hand, Nie Mo stopped and looked at him.

Lin Feng pointed his chin outside the door, meaning: How long will the person outside the window listen?

Nie Mo's warm palm covered Lin Feng's temple again, and shook his head lightly: "Don't worry about him."

Not long after Lin Feng started taking a bath, someone quietly hid outside the window to eavesdrop.

I thought that the boring conversation would make him leave quickly, but I didn't expect that person to be stunned to hear it now.

But since Nie Mo said he didn't care, then he didn't care.

Leaving Nie Mo to clean up his body, Lin Feng leaned against him and fell asleep after a while.

Lin Feng felt that the reason why he often trusts Nie Mo unconsciously is not only that the other party is diligent and diligent in serving him, but also because of Nie Mo's hypnotic function.

He falls asleep easily every time he is next to Nie Mo. For Lin Feng, who suffers from insomnia all the year round, it can almost offset 80.00% of Nie Mo's evil.

Early the next morning.

Song Churui came to knock on the door, and Lin Feng, who was so sleepy that he crawled up to Nie Mo's chest, was helped up by Nie Mo, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"Brother Lin, uncle, are you awake?" Song Churui whispered.

Nie Mo replied: "Brother Song, please wait a moment."

"No hurry, I'll wait for you in the lobby." Song Churui left.

Lin Feng fell asleep in the bathtub last night just after dark, and woke up in the middle of the night, because he had already slept through, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and was finally caught by Nie Mo to practice.

As the golden core stage with external spiritual roots piled up, Lin Feng didn't have the slightest awareness of an immortal cultivator. The cultivation methods taught to him by Nie Mo could come out of his left ear and out of his right ear, and he couldn't understand those mysterious and mysterious formulas at all.

Even Baiyan Beast looked at him as if he was looking at a mental retardation.

No way, Nie Mo could only demonstrate to him in the most straightforward way, first sending a wave of spiritual power into Lin Feng's body, and then guiding that spiritual power, explaining to Lin Feng the various acupoints and how to attract them during practice. Qi enters the body and runs in the body.

Lin Feng didn't remember much after tossing until morning. He was sleepy again when it was almost dawn, and Song Churui came here not long after he fell asleep.

Lin Feng closed his eyes and stood up to catch up on sleep.

Nie Mo changed his clothes first, and then washed and changed Lin Feng. Lin Feng was like a marionette, he could do whatever Nie Mo told him to do.

It wasn't until he walked out of the yard and into the noisy restaurant lobby that Lin Feng reluctantly opened his eyes and yawned.

After casually eating some breakfast, Song Churui took the two of them on the road to Nanque.

Song Churui came out to find rescuers this time, but he brought quite a few people with him, four guards, four maids, one Yaoxiu and his disciple.

"Cough cough cough...Because I'm not in good health, my parents are worried every time I go out, so the servants bring more." Song Churui explained.

Lin Feng nodded to express his understanding, his eyes were full of envy, "It's nice to have money."

Noticing Lin Feng's eyes, Nie Mo said in a low voice: "Why does father envy him? Am I not serving you well?"

Lin Feng showed a smirk at Nie Mo.

On the contrary, Song Churui was a little surprised. He thought that Lin Feng's family background was good, so he could build up his cultivation. Did he guess wrong?

If it was a casual cultivator, it would be more convenient for his plan.

With their own ulterior motives in mind, several people used Song Churui's flying implement.

It can be seen from this instrument that although neither of them mentioned the name of the Nanque Song family, the strength of the Song family should not be low.

The flying magic weapon that Song Churui casually took out was the spirit boat. Ordinary sects probably don't have a few such multi-person flying magic weapons.

Xiuxian novels are like this, it is not airplanes that fly in the sky, but boats.

Song Churui's spirit ship was not too big, it was divided into two layers, the upper layer was above the deck, and the air was better, while the lower layer was below the deck.

Two guards set up the spirit boat, and Song Churui said: "This place is a little far from the Nanque, and the spirit boat will fly for about three days. In these three days, the two of you will be wronged."

Because Song Churui was not in good health, the pharmacist and his apprentice needed to live next to him in case he had an emergency in the middle of the night.

In this way, only one of the three rooms on the first floor remained, and the guards and maids lived on the next floor, leaving only one vacant room.

Song Churui apologized, "Why don't we squeeze together with Pharmacist and the others..."

The pharmacist said: "Impossible, my room is full of medicines, in case you are allergic to the medicines, why don't my disciples and I spread the floor in the corridor and give up the room to the two of you."

Lin Feng quietly watched Song Churui's acting.

Even Lin Feng could see that Song Churui wanted to separate him from Nie Mo, but he didn't know what kind of medicine Song Churui sold in the gourd.

Seeing that the pharmacist was getting more and more exaggerated, and was about to enter the room to hug the quilt, Nie Mo said quietly: "How about this, father lives on the first floor, and I'll just live below."

"Brother Lin was really wronged." Song Churui said to Nie Mo in shame.

Lin Feng looked at Nie Mo, knowing that Nie Mo had started again.

He obviously wanted to share a room with him at the inn, but now Song Churui intends to separate them, but Nie Mo complied with Song Churui's wish.

After the room was divided, Song Churui felt a little unwell, so he went back to the room and lay down first. The pharmacist and maid followed behind him to take care of him.

Only Lin Feng and Nie Mo were left on the deck.

Lin Feng leaned on the guardrail, looking at the scenery under his feet.

Nie Mo was beside him, with his back against the guardrail, looked at him sideways, and said casually, "Did father see what he wants to do?"

When asking questions, he smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes: "Is it important what he wants to do? What matters is what you want to do."

Nie Mo was taken aback, with a smile in his eyes, "It turns out that the only thing my father cares about is me."

Lin Feng turned around, slightly raised his head and looked into Nie Mo's eyes, "Shall we discuss something?"

"Ok?"

"Look, the people I arranged for you, whether it's Wu Guangtai, Fu Hongzhi or Nie Shu, only cheated you once, and then you turned back, right?" Lin Feng said, so they cheated him once People, Nie Mo can't let them cheat again.

Nie Mo quickly understood what he meant: "Wu Guangtai is dead, so naturally he won't hurt you a second time."

Lin Feng pointed to the cabin, meaning where is Song Churui now?

Nie Mo raised a finger, "After one time, if he dares to hurt you again, I will kill him."

Lin Feng was overjoyed, and the smile on his face didn't last long before he became depressed again, "I'm actually happy that they can only hurt me once, I've fallen."

Nie Mo smiled and touched his dog's head.

That night, Nie Mo leaned against the head of the bed at the bottom of the cabin, groping for the chain of spiritual power in his hand.

In Lin Feng's room, he yawned several times while waiting, and Song Churui came late.

As soon as Song Churui knocked on the door, Lin Feng hurried to the door and opened it.

"Uncle still not asleep?" Song Churui said.

Lin Feng hadn't looked at him carefully the previous two times, but now under the moonlight and the light, Song Churui's already delicate face was faintly shadowed, showing a hint of beauty.

The sickness on Song Churui's face not only did not weaken his appearance, but added a touch of cuteness to him.

Lin Feng was shocked by this beauty for a moment and was speechless.

"Uncle?" Song Churui called out again.

Only then did Lin Feng come back to his senses, he laughed and said, "Because I'm waiting for you, Chu Rui should have something to say to me."

Song Churui looked up at him, then quickly lowered his eyes: "Uncle won't let me sit in?"

"Please come in, please come in." Lin Feng turned sideways.

When Lin Feng closed the door, he turned his back to Song Churui and wiped the sweat from his brow, wondering why Song Churui made tea, the taste of the tea was almost stronger than that of Nie Mo.

Lin Feng let out a breath, turned around, and saw Song Churui standing behind him, and when he turned around, the two of them were almost face to face.

Lin Feng was shocked for a moment, but in the next second, Song Churui did something that surprised him even more.

Song Churui bent his knees and knelt down towards him.

Lin Feng hurriedly supported him... He couldn't help him, Song Churui was much stronger than him.

Ah, his golden core stage is really water, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh again.

Song Churui coughed heavily, his eyes turned red, and then he looked up at Lin Feng, his eyes full of pleading: "Uncle, in fact, I lied to Brother Lin and you before, but I was forced to do nothing."

Lin Feng: "Yeah, get up first and then talk."

Song Churui didn't move, he held Lin Feng's wrist with both hands, which happened to be the position of the spiritual shackles, "I have something to ask, I hope uncle can agree to Chu Rui."

Yo, they all call themselves Chu Rui.

Lin Fenghan got a little down again, he maintained the posture of bending over to help someone, a little tired, "You say so." After speaking, get up quickly, my waist is about to break.

Song Churui said: "I hope uncle can marry me."

Lin Feng: "??"

Song Churui: "About the branch of the Hehuan Sect, I didn't lie to you. They have indeed split from the Hehuan Sect, and they have indeed taken sister sister away, but that's because their leader has taken a fancy to me."

Lin Feng: "!!"

Song Churui continued: "As long as my uncle marries me, with Brother Lin's ability, we will surely make that boss retreat in spite of difficulties, and we can also save my sister."

Wow, Lin Feng was going to look at him with admiration, this man actually saw that Nie Mo was the real one.

Lin Feng said: "Since you also know that he is the most powerful, why do you want to marry me? Isn't it faster to find him?"

Song Churui looked down at Lin Feng's wrist, rubbed his fingers lightly on the shackles twice, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the Song family won't be able to pay Brother Lin's salary, but uncle, we should be able to."

Lin Feng paused, he thought for a while, showed his wrist, and silently asked with his mouth: "Can you untie it?"

Song Churui nodded.

In another room, through the chain of spiritual power, Nie Mo saw everything that happened in Lin Feng's room. He leaned against the head of the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved like a smile but not a smile.

The author says:

Nie Mo: That’s right, it’s my head that has been dug into the wall;

Lin Feng: Don't come, I won't be able to come anymore... He took the initiative, let me go, woohoo;

(I also want to collect or2 today;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!