"Yeah, it's not bad!" Song Yun finally smiled and said, "Then let's go down and get an accommodation."

"Yeah, go down with me." The aunt said, leaving the room, but Song Yun said to Qingluan, "Wife, you have a rest here first, and I'll come up later."

Qingluan smiled and nodded, "Well, I'll wait for you."

The same authentic Mandarin has no accent of Su Nan at all.

Downstairs, Song Yun handed his ID card and the money to the aunt.

"Song Dabao? This name is good." The aunt looked at Song Yun's ID card and said, "I have registered for you here and you can get the room card. Young man, I have to say, your girlfriend is so beautiful. Although she can't see her face, her figure, based on the experience of the auntie, is perfect. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, why are you here for WZ this time?"

"He is here to find a job." Song Yun said.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, what job are you looking for?" the aunt asked in confusion.

"It's because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I'm short of work everywhere, and I just make a fortune." Song Yun said, "There are no people in the family now, and it doesn't matter if they don't spend the Chinese New Year."

"Oh, young man, it's not easy." After registering the ID card, the aunt issued an invoice to Song Yun. Song Yun took the room card with a smile, thanked her, and then went upstairs.

Not long after Song Yun went upstairs, the phone at the front desk of the small hotel rang.

"Is there anyone with a Sunan accent living there?" asked on the other end of the phone.

"No, today the two of them are here, one man and one woman, both from Heilongjiang. The man is named Song Dabao, and the woman doesn't know." The aunt said.

"Song Dabao? If you use a pseudonym, it is impossible to use Song too." He murmured to himself on the other end of the phone, and then said, "Look at me more. If someone with a Sunan accent moves in, you must notify me as soon as possible."

"I know, I know." The aunt said, then hung up the phone, and muttered, "What's this for?"

Song Yun returned to room 308, closed the door gently, then took off the small beard under his nose, and then said, "Qingluan, you can rest first."

"Where are you?" Qingluan asked.

"I want to go out and check in." Song Yun said, "Whether it is Wang Baiyi or Wang Kai, there must be many bodyguards around him. It is not ruled out that someone brings a gun, and there should be experts following him. I will step on it first to see if I can complete this matter with the minimum loss."

"Don't be anxious." Qingluan said with a smile, "It's still time to go out later, otherwise you won't seem suspicious if you just came here?"

"Suspicious? No." Song Yun looked at Qingluan in confusion.

"Don't you think that a man and a woman have a beautiful figure, and then living in the same room, a man hurried out without doing anything. Does this look strange?" Qingluan asked with a normal face.

Song Yun was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly, "This is because I'm anxious."

"Actually, the people who should be there will still be there, and they won't just go there early or late." Qingluan reached out and grabbed Song Yun's hand and said, "I know you are eager to take revenge, but do you think you are still the most perfect time now?"

"The most perfect? ​​When did I become the most perfect?" Song Yun was puzzled.

"You are confident in everything, and you are still unchanged when you collapse in front of you. At this time, you are the most perfect. What I admire the most is also the way you look when you are arrogant, impatient, happy or sad." Qingluan said.

"Oh." Song Yun sighed, sat next to Qingluan, and said, "Actually, I'm very confused now."

"I know." Qingluan said, "Although your performance looks good, you are not the best you. You look very calm, but I can feel that your heart is suppressed. The more you are suppressed, the more nervous your heart will be. What comes immediately is that your mood is slowly destroyed. The most important thing for those who practice martial arts is to maintain a normal mind at any time. In this way, if the mind is perfect, we can perform our level 100%, or even more than 100%.

"Well, I understand." Song Yun put his body flat, lay on the bed, and said, "Now, I do nothing and think about nothing."

"Well, I'll press your body for you." Qing Luan said, turning around directly, facing Song Yun, and saying, "You turn over."

"Press your body?" Song Yun turned over in confusion, and then felt a body sitting on his body.

Qingluan's body seemed to have no weight, and she sat lightly on Song Yun's waist, then placed her jade hands on Song Yun's shoulders.

Song Yun felt that his shoulders were suddenly clamped by a huge force. This force was so powerful that Song Yun's muscles instinctively wanted to resist, but the force that had to be hardened was instantly resolved by the slight warmth of the palms of these hands.

"What kind of kung fu is this!" Song Yun was surprised. This was the first time he had encountered his ability that could not be used for hardening!

"Haha, this is qi." Qingluan said with a smile, "When every person who cultivates his mind arrives, he will have a stream of qi that belongs to his own. Qi is divided into internal qi and external qi. External qi is mainly hard qigong. Of course, there are many internal qi now, which actually belong to the range of external qi, and internal qi is a stream of qi contained in the human meridians. To put it simply, this stream of qi is everywhere, but there is nowhere to be found."

"Then why are you?" Song Yun asked curiously.

"When you have enough mood, you will naturally feel this qi. In fact, everyone has this qi when they are born, but during the later growth, this qi slowly dissipates. When you reach the level of cultivation before this qi dissipates, then this qi will be noticed by you and then used. If you have to use the qi as a fantasy point, it can be called innate qi, but it is not as evil as in fantasy novels, but this qi has a great effect. For example, at present, this qi communicates with the internal qi that you have not found in your body, and I can almost control your body. Of course, it is not that you have become my puppet, but that I can use this qi to make your body unable to produce reflex nerves that resist me. Naturally, you will not be able to use your abilities, do you know?" Qingluan explained.

"Although I don't know what you are talking about, it sounds very powerful." Song Yun nodded, feeling the force that was large in Qingluan's hand, which was not uncomfortable, and felt like he was about to fall asleep.

From the time I learned about Wang Hu's death to now, Song Yun has been tense all the time, even sleeping. In his dream, Song Yun and his nerves have been tense. It is this tension that makes Song Yun easily seen by Qingluan.

Qingluan's hand had a very strong force. If he had to put it on an ordinary person, it would have been a problem of squeezing his bones and ashes. However, Song Yun was gifted and it was very suitable to put it on him.

Qingluan didn't know where to learn the technique. She started from Song Yun's shoulders, and then followed a certain rhythm, and slowly moved her hands towards Song Yun's cervical spine, and then began along Song Yun's neck and walked towards Song Yun's waist. Song Yun's bones made a slight sound of Titicaca. This sounded quite creepy, but Song Yun was so comfortable that he was almost humming.

Qingluan's massage lasted about half an hour. After Qingluan's massage, the muscles in Song Yun completely relaxed completely after Qingluan's half an hour of massage, and Song Yun's snoring slowly started.

Qingluan quietly moved away from Song Yun's body, then pulled a quilt and covered it on Song Yun's body. As a top master, Song Yun didn't feel anything.

Qingluan looked at Song Yun who was already asleep, smiled slightly, walked to the side and sat down, took out her cell phone and didn't know what she was doing.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!