Subordinate: "Report to Mr. Yi, we have been guarding the cave on Wuming Mountain for so long, and we have peeled a few layers of skin in every corner, but there are still no clues."

Yi Rufeng thought to himself: "It's so strange. Could that Mo Xiaoyu and the bald donkey escape?"

This is one of his long-standing heart problems, and the other is naturally Wushan, which cannot be loved.

Since Mo Xiaoyu and Monk Renguo disappeared, Yi Rufeng's people have never left the cave for a moment, for fear that they will suddenly jump out again.

Subordinate: "Mr. Yi, have you heard of the silent explosion? Did you break it?"

Yi Rufeng: "No, talk and see."

Subordinate: "Silent blasting does not require flammable and explosive products. It is a static blasting method that is vibration-free, silent, smoke-free, and shock-free. The principle is to add water to the quicklime powder mixed with multiple oxides. The hydration reaction can generate huge expansion force, and it is not a problem to explode concrete rocks or anything else."

Yi Rufeng listened carefully: "What do you mean?"

Subordinate: "Mr. Yi, why don't we just dig three feet into the ground and blow up the cave. What if there is a cellar or dungeon or something below?"

Yi Rufeng smiled: "You have read too many online novels? If there is really a dungeon, it hasn't been discovered for so many years?"

This is a sentimental subordinate, and he argued with reason: "Before the discovery of which famous dungeon, can you believe that there is another world underground?"

Yi Rufeng: "It makes sense, but I still think it is impossible to be so dramatic. And no matter how silent it is, there is still movement. If it attracts others' attention, it will be troublesome."

The subordinates admitted defeat tactfully: "You are the boss, you have the final say. However, if the woman and the monk are not dead and the two of them hide together, will they have a relationship over time? The policewoman has a relationship with the monk, hey, that would be interesting."

Yi Rufeng: "Look, I just say you are too poisoned by the novel, right?"

Subordinate: "No, Mr. Yi, think about it, even though you know that monks are not close to women, why did those women in ancient times like to hang out with monks?"

Yi Rufeng glanced at him sideways: "Uh, I really haven't considered this. What's wrong with you doing research on this topic?"

Subordinate: "Hehe, there are some research, and there are some research. I think it is probably because monks do nothing but meditate to nourish their energy and accumulate energy all day long, and they don't need to roll the sheets, so overall they are more energetic than lay men. Didn't Pan Qiaoyun say something to **: One night with my senior brother is better than ten years with you..."

Yi Rufeng: "Okay, you didn't read this book in vain. It's just like learning from other things. You can open a hundred schools of thought."

Subordinate: "Ahem, thank you Mr. Yi for your praise."

Yi Rufeng followed this idea and thought of the monk's appearance.

If you change into the clothes of a layman man, you should be quite handsome, and you will be quite compatible with Mo Xiaoyu. Humph, let them go to the underworld to match!

Witch House.

When people are not free to move, they are always thinking about everything, and their emotions are particularly pessimistic and depressed.

Once in the middle, Xiaobai felt his waist that was not strong enough and asked Wushan sadly: "Will I be paralyzed?"

Wushan said softly: "No. Even if I go through the whole world, I will find a doctor who can cure you, but that doctor is now in our hospital."

In a blink of an eye, Xiaobai has been injured for more than a month, his lumbar spine has recovered, and other skin injuries have healed, so he has moved home.

However, the plaster of my legs has just been removed and I can't walk down the ground, so it's not convenient to take a bath during this period.

But she has been used to being independent since she was a child. She doesn't like to ask others to help her naked, but her servants don't allow her, and Qiulin doesn't allow her, and even Wushan doesn't allow her. She takes advantage of her absence, and slowly moves into the bath with a cane to take a shower, and hastily done things.

Chen Changge always said anxiously outside: "Xiaobai, don't be embarrassed, call me if you have something to do!"

She was very moved by Xiaobai's careful care: "Thank you aunt for taking care of her during this period."

Chen Changge pretended to be angry: "Give me back my aunt? So far apart?"

The little white had a fever on his cheeks, and he couldn't call out the word "mother". But I don't know how many young women outside were thinking about Guan Chen Changge calling him mother.

Chen Changge didn't force himself at first glance. After all, Xiaobai is different from others. In the mind of an orphan girl, "mother" is a long-lost, irreplaceable existence with a sacred aura. If she doesn't want to shout, don't shout, and then talk about it when she wants to shout.

But in fact, in Xiaobai's mind, he felt that Chen Changge was almost as good as his mother, and was deeply grateful for being lucky enough to meet such a reasonable, kind and unprovoked mother-in-law.

Xiaobai often jokes that he is "good luck".

In fact, good luck does not fall from the sky, but rather depends on one's own efforts and doing good deeds to accumulate blessings. Otherwise, the so-called luck will not last long.

Chen Changge also has the intention of repaying his kindness to Xiaobai. He always wants to treat his benefactor's children better and better. Don't let her down.

Otherwise, if the benefactor sees it in heaven, he will be sad, right?

If everyone has a grateful heart, this world will surely become a beautiful paradise.

The Jonathan storm gradually subsided as Xiaobai gradually recovered.

She heard from others that Mr. Wu loved Jonathan in the past. No matter how busy he was at work, he would take the time to go and see it after working overtime and talk to it for a while. Wushan said that in his lifetime, he would probably never meet Jonathan's such an outstanding and humane horse racing again.

After Wushan sincerely apologized for killing Jonathan three times, Xiaobai finally forgave him. The key is because of the sentence - "Because it hurts my favorite woman, I am so angry that I lose my mind."

In order to express his acceptance of the apology, Xiaobai also said that in the future, Yunnan pony can still be considered riding, and it must be very short, and the one with feet that can touch the ground.

Wushan thought to himself, my god, that's better than sitting on a seesaw. But he held back and didn't say anything.

If you make your wife angry, you will probably have to kneel down to the washboard.

I’m not afraid of kneeling on the washboard itself. Even nowadays, everyone uses washing machines. It’s not easy to find a washboard. I’m afraid I have to go to the antique market.

That night, Wushan hurried home to change his clothes, saying that he would go out to attend a banquet soon, "a banquet that would not be possible if he didn't go."

The Baiyun Nuan Golden Rooster, who was still unable to walk, was standing by the bed, showing a reluctance, stretched out his arms and begging for a hug: "You're leaving again just now?"

Fortunately, she usually dances ballet, has good balance and one leg is firmly aligned.

Wushan looked surprised.

The little sweet wife rarely shows her true feelings and acts like a spoiled person. She finally needs her once!

Wushan, who felt very useful, quickly threw away the dress he wanted to change, strode to her and hugged her, and his big hand subconsciously held a soft ball.

Somehow, it seemed like there was magic in her place. As soon as she approached her, her hand couldn't help but lean on it, pressed it, bounced it, pressed it, and then bounced it again, and it was like a casual decompression game, and it was always fun.

The reward for passing the game is the two red clouds on her cheeks. They were light pink at first, but later they became deeper and deeper, and finally they looked like a ripe apple.

Wushan asked while resting his hands, "Are you so bored at home? Want some entertainment? I'll ask someone to move it for you."

In fact, the family has included all the fun and fun entertainment facilities in the world.

"You can draw and play harmonica at home, and they will chat with me, but..." Xiaobai glanced at Wushan, and the stars and moons were flowing in his eyes, "But there is no you."

Wushan's heart became warm, soft, and melted - like freshly baked marshmallows.

There is no need to quarrel or roar in the street. With a look and a coquettish voice, this woman can knock herself down by just saying a few soft words. It is much more lethal than when she raises a knife!

In fact, it was not Xiaobai who made progress, but Wushan himself. He was so strong and arrogant in the past, but Xiaobai naturally had to be strong when he met him.

Now that he is gentle and gentleman, Xiaobai has returned to his usual gentleness.

"Why don't you have me?" Wu Shan took a deep breath, looked at her two tins of autumn water, and suddenly wanted to swim in her eyes. "Any time I miss me, a phone call, I will immediately put down my hands and come back to see you, and I will never break my promise."

Xiaobai's eyes clearly stated, I miss you now, can you not leave? But they said just now that they would not go, but if they could not go, he would definitely not go.

Wushan: "Why don't you speak?"

If he doesn't let him do things, how can he be able to say this by knowing the general and taking into account the overall situation. The invincible and super understanding Bai Yunnuan can speak it out?

She kept silent and stumbled into his arms like a little lamb, her fingers inch by inch by caterpillar, and her body was ignited through her thin clothes, making him feel itchy, even if he was stupid, he would understand.

Wushan: "I found that you have improved more than before."

Xiaobai: "What progress?"

Wushan: "When you hugged me in the past, your face was pressed against my chest and kept moving. It was basically a Buddhist hug. Now I know that I have attacked me."

Xiaobai was amused by him: "You can think of it if you think of it."

Wushan: "Isn't it considered a Buddhist hug without any distractions in my mind, and I just hold it and do nothing.

Xiaobai: "I'm just one leg now, what else do you want me to do?"

Wushan: "It's nothing, touch it, keep touching."

Xiaobai: "Don't you leave?"

Wushan was surrounded by her like a baby: "I originally wanted to come back in an hour, but now I can't bear to leave you even in this hour?"

Xiaobai's eyes were bent into two little moons.

Wushan: "Why don't I take you to the banquet. If you go, I don't have to hurry back."

Xiaobai: "But how do I go like this? Forget it. Moreover, I have to take a shower and dress up, it's so troublesome."

Wushan: "If there is any problem, I will help you."

Without waiting for Xiaobai to refuse, she found that she was already in mid-air and was carried into the bathroom by him domineeringly, as steady as sitting on a stretcher.

Wushan weighed it: "Why is it so much lighter? It turned out to be 105.5 kilograms, but now it is 0.27 kilograms."

Xiaobai covered his mouth and smiled: "It's not that I'm selling pork belly, how can it be so accurate?"

Wushan: "If I have always been particularly sensitive to numbers, I would have lost all the Wu family."

Xiaobai smiled again: "I'm not in a hurry to leave now?"

Wushan curled his lips: "I have something more important right now."

What he said was the most important thing was to put hot water into the bathtub and throw rose petals.

Wushan never takes a bath, it only takes a shower every time, and it can be done in 3 minutes.

But once he accidentally discovered that Xiaobai liked to throw a few rose petals into the bath.

So he directly put five pots of roses on the balcony into petals and threw them into the bathtub. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!