Encounter of future farming and cultivation of immortals

Ping Zhan stood in front of Lin Luan with a strange expression on his face.After a while, he said, "I got the latest test report." He stopped and stared at Lin Luan's face, "My cells have stopped fibrosis."

Lin Luan's first reaction was "You just know", and then he immediately put on a very happy look, sincerely and joyfully: "You will get better." Seeing that Ping Zhan still had that expression of not being able to shit, he wished he could Let your pupils double immediately, so that you look cute, and add "I will work hard to make you better."

Ping Zhan stood there for a while before asking, "Can you tell me the reason?" What if the world view collapsed?Give me an answer I can accept.

Lin Luan covered his heart, looked at the ceiling, and tried to make his voice deep and distant (the actual effect was a bit of a male duck voice): "As I said, our group can perceive the mysterious power of nature. We call it For 'divine power'. It's just," his eyes turned to Ping Zhan, showing pity: "It's just that you don't believe it." Switched to a sad look.

Ping Zhan froze in place, his throat rolled a few times, but he couldn't say anything.

From his big blue-gray eyes, Lin Luan saw that this person's world view was collapsing, crumbling and shattering into pieces, turning into ruins, turning into slag...

Ha ha……

In a society that relies more on technology and people who uphold a scientific worldview, when encountering supernatural phenomena that science cannot explain, it is easier to doubt the world around them and become agnostic or skeptical.Then he will be obsessed with this phenomenon, or find a scientific explanation that may not be correct to fool himself, maintain his precarious worldview, or simply abandon his original self and become a mystic. This kind of person often finally finds sustenance in religion .

In fact, science always has limited knowledge, and if it cannot be explained now, it does not mean that it cannot be explained in the future.

At this moment, Lin Luan found Ping Zhan's weakness and the place where he surpassed most people: the maturity of three views.Ping Zhan is obviously a person with a less developed personality.

Lin Luan had gone to look for food in the recreated small kitchen by himself, and after almost finishing a piece of bread, Ping Zhan appeared behind him like a ghost again.

"Give", the voice is small and vague.

Lin Luan turned around with another piece of bread in his mouth, and saw what was in Ping Zhan's hand: two translucent, amber, palm-sized scraping boards.

"Well, last time you said you wanted to buy a scraping board... I checked for a long time, and this kind of thing has been extinct for thousands of years. Then, I made this, I don't know if it will work..." The tone of the usual sarcasm and pride— —I feel like my whole body is broken.

Oops, so fragile.I really want to condescendingly treat him this way and that, and pay back all the bullying he usually receives!

But - of course not, Lin Luan is not a fool.

Lin Luan quickly tore off the bread in his mouth, wiped his clothes on the front of his clothes before taking the scraping board, and looked carefully.Horns, both are rounded rectangles, one has a slightly concave curvature on one side; the other has coarse teeth on one end and two semicircular protrusions on the other end, all edges are polished very smooth.Immediately raised his head and gave Ping Zhan a bright smile, praised: "Very good!"

Ping Zhan nodded expressionlessly and waited.

Lin Luan immediately said, "I'll treat you tonight. Have you eaten? Do you want to have some together?"

Ping Zhan nodded again, and walked into the back room in a daze.

Lin Luan was so happy, a sense of pleasure that a big revenge was about to be avenged rose into the air, hovering from his heels to the back of his head, his whole body was light!

As for why scraping?

Lin Luan said that in fact, he wanted to use acupuncture at first, and the pleasure of revenge comes from pricking with needles!Zazaza, Zazaza, let you oppress me and bully me, let you restrict my personal freedom, let you prevent me from sleeping well every night and torment me! ...It seems that something is wrong...

There must be a false impression of treatment, so that he thinks that his physical improvement is inseparable from his own treatment, so that his personal safety can be guaranteed before he escapes.This kind of treatment must have a sense of ritual, irreplaceability, and a sense of mystery... Massage, acupuncture, scraping, cupping and cupping!It could not be better!

First of all, there is small-scale physical contact, so that it can be said that during the treatment process, exercises are used, and the power of God is transmitted in the contact. In this way, even if other people have mastered the essentials of the movements, they will not be able to do without God's guidance!Then, after a scrape of blood or something, it looks very mysterious and interesting, doesn't it?

And it really has certain health benefits.This principle is similar to that of beating chicken blood. Beating chicken blood is the invasion of foreign proteins in the body. In order to defeat the foreign invaders, the body's own cells rise up and resist, which plays the role of training soldiers.As for scraping, the subcutaneous small-scale capillaries rupture, and exercise the repair and regeneration ability of cells (^(*￣(oo)￣)^Actually, it is useless, it’s all about tossing yourself. If you have this skill, you might as well go for a run.)

The most important thing is: you can pinch Ping someone hard, scratch openly, press desperately, and you can also pick and pick~ He has been injured all over and he has to say thank you to us!

Lin Luan stroked his chest, feeling the surging waves of happiness, and tried his best to suppress them one by one, alas, it was so difficult.

At night, Lin Luan: o((⊙﹏⊙))o

what's the situation!

On the warehouse mat with the warehouse door fully open lies a white body... not wearing anything...

"That..." I really don't know what to say┗(T﹏T)┛Ping Zhan turned his head and pointed to a book in his hand: "Is that right?"

Lin Luan subconsciously took the book. The page was very old, and it turned out to be in Simplified Chinese, which was commonly used in 2015. The page he opened was a black and white photo: a young man lying naked on a massage table, with a line of small words next to the photo: The basic posture of scraping.

"Well... you wear a pair of underwear, it's okay..."

"Oh. It works best."

"……Oh……"

Lin Luan poured the essential oil on Ping Zhan's back in a daze.Ping Zhan's skin was very white, almost to the point of paleness, and when the essential oil was poured on it, it could be seen that it was a faint yellow.The strong fragrance of roses permeated the air, and every breath was sweet and greasy.

Use a little pressure to distribute the essential oil evenly on the skin.The skin under his hands is a little loose, and it becomes wrinkled when he rubs it lightly.The shoulder blades were supported abruptly under the skin, and Lin Luan's hand twitched slightly.

Lin Luan couldn't help stroking the most prominent bone gently: "Relax, relax..." His tone softened.

The bones under his hands continued to tremble, and even the muscles around the bones tensed up, and the entire back showed a sense of tension as if the cheetah was about to jump up and lie down.It was only then that Lin Luan realized that Ping Zhan's entire face was deeply buried in the mattress, and the hand close to him firmly grasped the mattress, grabbed the mattress that was fixed to the warehouse body, and held it together. The veins on the knuckles are exposed.The man was undoubtedly very nervous.

Lin Luan was afraid that the leopard would be unlucky if he jumped up, so he stood up and took two steps back to calm him down.Sure enough, the person on the mat got better after he left, and one minute after his back slowly relaxed, Ping Zhan pulled his head out of the mat, his face was flushed, and he wondered, "What's wrong?"

Lin Luan smiled and said softly, "Feel it, and tell me what feels uncomfortable."

Ping Zhan muttered something that sounded like a curse, and he slammed his face into the cushion, and his chest could be seen violently heaving from his back.After a long while, he raised his head again and looked forward aimlessly, as if some unsolvable confusion was affecting him.Then he cursed clearly, grabbed the book at hand like a cover-up, and flipped through it.After turning a few pages, he suddenly cursed again, sat up with a "Teng", frowned, and asked, "It says to drink a glass of warm water before starting, why didn't you tell me?" Bed, Teng Teng walked to the outer room.

Lin Luan: (⊙▽⊙)!

ah!my eyes!

Brother! !Don't you find yourself wearing nothing! ! !

Did you really not find out! ! !

There was a bang bang bang sound from the outer room, and a clear "gudong gudong" sound.Then--

The angry Ping Zhan came back, because his steps were too heavy and his movements were too fast, something jumped up and down in the grass.

Lin Luan: Convex

With a "boom", Ping Zhan and his objects hit the spot just now, his head buried in the cushion, his nails almost tore through the cushion: "Come on!"

Lin Luan put his hands on Ping Zhan's waist in fear, and for a moment, the moment he really touched the skin, his entire back tensed up again!

How can this be broken!

Wipe it back and forth twice, although this guy is tall, but very thin, there are bones under the skin, and the ribs are clearly visible.Lin Luan couldn't help touching those ribs, thinking to himself, it's so pitiful, it's better not to kill him.

At this moment, the whole warehouse trembled, and Lin Luan immediately jumped three steps away.I saw that the armpit under my ribs just touched was twitching, and the head in the cushion was making a suppressed and forbearable moaning and chirping sound.After humming for a while, a muffled roar suddenly broke out from embarrassment: "Continue!"

Lin Luan kept one foot behind in order to escape at any time, picked up the scraping board, and gently scraped from Dazhui point to Yaoyangguan, (from the back of the neck to the waist eyes) the body under his hands vibrated like the mobile phone...

It seems that there is no sign of violent attack...

So I started again, scraping down from Yaoyang Pass, scraping down, that is, going down the spine, and then stopping at Changqiang point (well, Changqiang point is at the end of the tailbone, you can imagine that position).

The scraping board is moving, moving, the body under the board gradually switches from the vibration mode to the tremor mode, and travels to the waist-shu point (probably the position where the buttocks seam starts), and then continues to move down, just listen to "Puff" two times. Voice.Following the sound, the two warehouse mats that Ping Zhan was holding had been forcibly separated from the warehouse body.

Lin Luan stayed there for a while, recalling that when Master bluffed and tricked him into opening a Chinese medicine clinic, he seemed to have met someone similar to Ping Zhan.

Why?Lin Luan tried his best to get this experience out of the dust of memory, shaking the old ashes on his head...

Suddenly understood the reason for Ping Zhan's behavior: ticklish