Hanyuan.?

On the four sides of the well in the front yard, four thick bamboo poles were erected. Six or seven feet above the well edge, a wooden barrel formed by logs with a diameter of more than three feet was installed. The metal circle of the wooden barrel shone with iron gray under the moonlight.

One meter away from the well, there is a long wooden bench. Under the stool, there are two cross bars, and a pair of shafts are supported in the middle of the cross bars, and copper wires are densely wrapped around the shafts.

The copper wire extends from both ends of the shaft roller and extends all the way into the wooden barrel hanging high above the well.

Lu Junyi was riding on a wooden bench, his feet were constantly pedaling rapidly on the pedal protruding from the shaft pulley.

Slowly, gray water vapor emerged from the wooden barrels above the well edge, rising into the hazy night sky and spreading.

Lu Junyi is generating electricity and boiling water.

After a while, the water in the bucket heated up.

Lu Junyi stopped pedaling, got up and walked to the bathroom, unscrewed a valve on the bamboo tube that reached out from the window, and hot water rushed out of the bamboo tube and flowed into the large bathtub placed on the floor of the window.

He took out several strange Chinese herbal medicines he got from somewhere, including gray balls, barbed rods, dried vine-shaped, white slices, dried petals and petioles, and various black particles and red powder. A pungent smell spread, even Zhang Lin, who was far away in the backyard, could smell it, but the latter was too tired and did not react after smelling it.

The vine-shaped ones are chicken blood vines, the dried leaves are winter spirit herbs, the flower-shaped ones are Suhexiang, the powder-shaped ones are sulfur, etc., and there are some unknown herbs.

Pour all Chinese herbal medicines into the hot water in the bathtub in a certain order, spherical, rod-shaped, and vine-shaped, and quickly sink to the bottom; the particles and powder slowly melt into the water, and the dry petals and petioles, when they encounter the water, spread immediately, regaining the appearance of the flowers and tender leaves, floating on the water surface.

Lu Junyi held a wooden stick in his hand and slowly stirred the ground water in the bathtub. The water in the entire bathtub became quite turbid and could not see the bottom. He only saw the red petals and green leaves floating on the water surface, like a pond in muddy water filled with flowers and leaves.

After everything was ready, Lu Junyi walked to the backyard and invited Zhang Lin into the bathroom, allowing him to take a bath in the bathtub.

Zhang Lin saw that the water in the bathtub was as turbid as if mixed with milk and mud, and there were flowers and leaves floating on it. He couldn't help but ask strangely: "This water is so turbid, how do I wash it?"

"This is a muscle washing liquid. If it is not turbid, it will have no effect." Lu Junyi showed a mysterious smile on his face.

"Ruble cleaning liquid?" Zhang Lin was surprised.

"Yes." Lu Junyi proudly replied, "This is a medicine soup made from no less than ten Chinese herbal medicines. Often soaking your body in this medicine soup can help you loosen your tendons and strengthen your veins and transform your body."

Zhang Lin was overjoyed when he heard the words "Rebirth". In this way, this medicine soup is definitely a good thing. He knew that Lu Junyi came from a famous family and followed a famous teacher, so he would naturally have some experience and mastery of this formula that is beneficial to loosen muscles and strengthen bones.

After he came back, they were able to control their gold and silver again, so they naturally could easily obtain various medicinal materials.

He couldn't help but feel anxious, and quickly threw his clothes away, stepped into the bathtub, soaked in the soft liquid, and put his head on the edge of the bucket with great pleasure.

At first, the medicine soup had no special feeling except for the bad smell. However, after soaking for a long time, Zhang Lin gradually felt the effect of the medicine invading his body from his pores. Before soaking in the medicine soup, his legs, waist, and back were extremely sore, as if they would break at any time. After soaking for a while, the fatigue and soreness on his body seemed to have been taken away by the medicine soup, and he felt very relaxed and comfortable.

It seems that this muscle washing liquid really works!

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Underground Palace.

In the cell of the dungeon.

The candlelight sways and the light is weak.

Shangguan Wan'er did not write on the ground, but held her knees with her hands, sat on the haystack in a daze, looking at the ground hollowly in her eyes.

Although the situation in the cell did not improve or change at all, her heart became sweet and bitter. Her tender and beautiful face was sometimes filled with a smile of happiness and joy, and tears of heartache and regret were sometimes slid down.

The reason for all was that Zhang Lin took a huge risk to visit the dungeon. In her opinion, if Zhang Lin hadn't been extremely concerned about him in his heart, how could he have taken such a big risk to see her?

If he had the means to take her away, leave the palace, leave the capital of God, leave the Great Zhou, and go anywhere. She is ready and no longer has any nostalgia for the palace or even the gods.

As far as she knows, Zhang Lin is a Turkish language, Persian language, and Fulin language. If he goes to the Western Regions, he will not have any difficulties in survival.

When she arrived in the Western Regions, her talents might not be able to play any role, but she could sell wine like Wenjun.

Two people love each other, rely on each other, protect each other, or hide in the mountains, or live in the market, or wander around the world. This is also a beautiful life. Although it will not be vigorous, it must be lingering.

Thinking of a beautiful future, she couldn't help but feel a little happy. Her eyes were filled with the light of longing, and her thoughts drifted and flew to the distant and mysterious West.

At this moment, the heavy footsteps of going down the stairs came from the stairs. However, Shangguan Wan'er's whole mind was still immersed in her fascination for the future and did not notice the footsteps. Until a handsome and tall man in black appeared outside the iron gate of the cell, she still did not notice it.

Shangguan Wan'er has always been sensitive, but since she was imprisoned in the underground palace, her sensitiveness has dropped sharply. Because people in the underground palace where the sun is never visible, there is no need to worry about someone assassinating or frame her.

The man in black standing outside the iron gate was Li Zitang. He opened his clear eyes through the iron fence and looked at Shangguan Wan'er in the cell with passionate admiration.

She is so quiet, so elegant, so beautiful.

His heart was completely intoxicated, sinking, sinking into an irreversible river.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!" He couldn't help but whisper.

His voice woke Shangguan Wan'er up. She suddenly raised her head and looked out the iron gate with bright eyes. Through the iron fence, he saw a man in black standing outside the door looking at her in a daze. He couldn't help but stand up and shouted softly: "Who are you?!"

In Li Zitang's view, Shangguan Wan'er's gaze was like a brilliant lightning, illuminating his silent heart. He felt a warm current surge in his heart, and he couldn't help but lower his eyelids shyly and said softly:

"I'm here to save you!"

As he said this, Ding Ling clanged out the string of keys found from Fuxi, and couldn't wait to insert them into the keyhole hanging on the prison door, twisting it around, hoping to rescue the beautiful girl from the dark cell immediately.
Chapter completed!