Unorthodox methods, cultivating immortality relies on rich women

Shen Qingzhou actually quite liked Lin Yunong, after all, she was his wife in name, and he was her first man.

However, Lin Yunong was not the first virgin Shen Qingzhou slept with.

Take the recent "Wu Jiaru" for example. It was her first time with Shen Qingzhou, but she was a crazy woman. I don't know what kind of trauma she experienced when she was a child.

The more brutal and violent he was, the more exciting she felt, and she didn't take her first time seriously at all.

However, for Shen Qingzhou, who has an exceptionally strong physique, this was not a problem at all; on the contrary, she felt that it was a perfect match for her.

However, this compatibility is a physical one.

However, the connection between Shen Qingzhou and Lin Yunong was a connection of souls.

Because communicating with ghosts is essentially communicating on a spiritual level.

If Yang Xiaoyong were to barge in at this moment, he would only see Shen Qingzhou in the air.

And so, Shen Qingzhou continued to toss and turn until there was no more noise outside, and only then did he lie down to rest.

Meanwhile, Lin Yunxiu, far away in Jinling, was awakened from her dream.

It was so hot that she was soaked in sweat, so she had to take another shower and change her clothes before she could go back to sleep.

The next morning, Shen Qingzhou was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Xiao Shen, get up and have breakfast." It was Lin Chongli's voice.

Shen Qingzhou rolled off the bed and looked around the room. Lin Yunong was nowhere to be found.

Shen Qingzhou didn't care; she had already been "marked" by him and couldn't escape.

After getting dressed and stepping out of the room, Shen Qingzhou saw Lin Chongli and his wife. They gave her an awkward yet slightly hurried smile.

Because this relationship is really hard to explain.

However, Shen Qingzhou didn't mind and casually greeted them.

Then his gaze fell on the square table next to him.

There were several cold dishes on the table, presumably leftovers from last night, along with three large bowls of porridge.

"I'm sorry, I didn't prepare your toiletries in advance, but there's a clean towel. Why don't you wipe your face?" Lin Chongli said.

"No need, let's talk about it when we get back."

Shen Qingzhou sat down at the table and picked up the bowl of porridge.

Seeing Shen Qingzhou's casual demeanor, the couple exchanged a glance before sitting down.

While eating breakfast, Shen Qingzhou glanced around the yard.

They discovered that not only had all the tables from last night been taken away, but the yard had also been cleaned up, leaving no trace of the banquet that had taken place the previous night.

Moreover, the white paper couplets with red characters pasted on the door were torn down, and everything returned to the appearance of daily life.

Lin Chongli assumed he was looking for Yang Xiaoyong, so he said, "Xiao Yang left last night."

Shen Qingzhou nodded, not surprised, because his business was over.

No one spoke during breakfast, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

When they were almost finished with breakfast, Lin Chongli said, "Xiao Shen, if you have time during holidays, please make a trip to visit Yu Nong's grave. If you don't have time, you can burn some paper money for her locally."

His words were actually a bit overstepping his bounds, because Shen Qingzhou wasn't really his son-in-law, and making such a request was a bit excessive, so he spoke very humbly.

Shen Qingzhou glanced at the doorway, where the curly-haired girl was peeking out. Hearing her father say this, she felt both touched and saddened.

Shen Qingzhou withdrew her gaze and nodded under the expectant eyes of Lin Chongli and his wife, saying, "I understand."

Then she put down her chopsticks, stood up, and said, "I'm leaving."

"Please wait a moment."

Lin Chongli and his wife also quickly put down their bowls and chopsticks and got up.

Then Lin Yunong's mother, also known as Aunt Lanxiang, quickly went into the side room and came out with a black plastic bag.

"Here's the remaining 100,000 yuan." Lin Chongli took it and placed it in front of Shen Qingzhou.

Shen Qingzhou: ……

Damn it, isn't this trying to kill me?

Shen Qingzhou dared not accept it, so he said with a serious face, "This is a donation. I will not handle it. If I do handle it, it means I am doing a good deed. You can just transfer it directly to the account."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chongli and his wife exclaimed inwardly, realizing the wisdom in his words, and felt even more grateful.

He's such a good man, so thoughtful. If their daughter hadn't passed away, they would have really wanted to marry her off to him.

Hmm, they do seem to have a daughter, who is also a college student. The two of them seem quite compatible.

What a pity...

Ignoring the two's wild thoughts, Shen Qingzhou took the memorial tablet wrapped in red cloth and walked straight out of the courtyard.

"Uncle, Auntie, let's go back."

Shen Qingzhou turned around and said to the two people who had escorted him to the door.

"Drive carefully on the road. As for the money, don't worry, I'll go to the bank today and transfer it to your account," Lin Chongli said.

Lin Yunong, who was following behind, pouted in dissatisfaction and waved her fist at him.

He glanced back at his parents, then put his hands behind his back and quickly followed Shen Qingzhou.

Shen Qingzhou didn't turn around, but the corners of her mouth slightly turned up.

Shen Qingzhou drove past the stone bridge again.

This time, he didn't stop at the bridgehead, but drove straight to the middle of the bridge and stopped.

"Hey, why did you park your car here? It's blocking the road."

Lin Yunong, sitting in the passenger seat, was somewhat puzzled.

But when Shen Qingzhou got out of the car, she also walked through the car door and got out of the car.

Then Shen Qingzhou bent down and looked down through the central archway.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Yunong asked curiously.

She knew the arches of the bridge, of course. When they were little, they would throw stones into them every time they passed by on their way to and from school.

As for why there's an empty space in the middle of the bridge, nobody knows for sure.

Seeing that Shen Qingzhou did not answer, Lin Yunong followed his example, bent down and leaned over, only to be startled.

because--

He saw Yang Xiaoyong through the bridge arch.

"Yang... Yang Xiaoyong, why is this swindler here?"

Lin Yunong retreated in terror, then seemed to remember something and quickly hid behind Shen Qingzhou, hugging her waist, which gave her a sense of security.

"He's in trouble," Shen Qingzhou said with a smile.

His tone was full of schadenfreude.

Yang Xiaoyong was standing in the river under the bridge, looking up. When his eyes met Shen Qingzhou's, he immediately shouted at him, as if asking for help, but no sound came up.

"Let's go."

Shen Qingzhou took Lin Yunong's hand and walked towards the car.

"Huh, are we just going to leave him like this?" Lin Yunong asked in surprise.

"Who cares? How can we care? Why don't you go down and replace him?" Shen Qingzhou said with a smile.

Lin Yunong shuddered upon hearing this. Thinking of such a bizarre scene, she quickly shook her head, "No way, he... he's not a good person, I don't want to save him."

"That settles it then, let's go home."

Shen Qingzhou drove across the stone bridge without looking back, leaving him far behind.

"Where do you live? Who else lives in your family...?"

"If I go back with you, will it have any impact on them...?"

"I probably won't stay with you for too long, because if I stay too long, my memory will start to deteriorate, and it might eventually disappear completely..."

……

"I've noticed you talk quite a lot."

"Hey, because... because it's not easy for someone to talk to me, so naturally I want to talk more."

As the two were talking, the car arrived in the town. Shen Qingzhou did not stop and drove directly towards Huinan City.

The car naturally passed by the breakfast stall, and Lin Yunong stared in surprise.

Because she discovered another Yang Xiaoyong sitting at a breakfast stall eating breakfast.

"How...how did he get here? And who was that under the bridge just now?"

This is clearly a person; the sun shines on him, casting a long shadow.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhou glanced at him and said, "Oh, this is another unlucky guy."

Then it drove directly away from the stall.

Yang Xiaoyong, who was sitting in front of the stall eating breakfast, looked up at the departing car, a hidden glint flashing in his eyes, and then let out a long sigh.