A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 106: Lead and Mercury Lost (Part )
"Zhou Qing, I didn't expect you to be such a bad student."

Is there a way to measure weight like that?
He held it with both hands like a child peeing.

Then he actually changed to using one hand and held it up. It was so embarrassing.

Teacher Bai was annoyed for a while, but soon he felt dizzy and no longer noticed that he was annoyed.

She didn't sleep well last night, and she got up early to watch the sunrise. After all the trouble, she was really exhausted.

Although this guy looks well-proportioned, his muscles are as hard as lumps of iron. His explosive power and endurance are amazing.

Why didn’t I see it before?
Everyone was deceived by his gentle appearance.

After several times of ecstasy, the beautiful teacher could no longer hold on and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

Zhou Qing pulled all the curtains and meditated on the sofa for an hour and a few minutes. After finishing the meditation, he felt refreshed.

Although the curtains were drawn, it was already bright outside.

You can see that the sun is shining and the weather is great.

Zhou walked lightly to the bedside, glanced at Teacher Bai who was still sleeping soundly, then took the room card and went out, went downstairs to the restaurant, ate two bowls of rice noodles by himself, and then packed two Western breakfasts, which were sandwiches, milk and boiled eggs, and brought them upstairs.

I went back to the room and opened the curtains in the living room slightly to let some light in.

He moved a single sofa chair and placed it between the gaps, then he sat on it and started reading with a paper book in his hand.

Immersed in the stories in the book, I am unaware of the passage of time in the outside world.

Suddenly, a soft body slipped into his arms from the side. At first, she didn't say anything, just leaning against him softly. After a long while, she whispered:

"Are you Zhu Bajie? You're so greedy! I'm still exhausted."

"Am I Zhu Bajie?" Zhou Qing sat up straight and asked seriously and forcefully.

The woman was immediately convinced.

Her face was rosy, her eyes hazy, as if she were drunk, "when drunk she speaks the truth", her breath was sweet and orchid-like, and she murmured: "You have Zhu Bajie's greed, Sun Wukong's golden hoop, Tang Sanzang's handsomeness, and occasionally Sha Monk's honesty and sincerity... My bad student is worth an entire Journey to the West."

Feeling Zhou Qing's unconcealed and direct greed for her, she suddenly felt regretful.

I regret setting the deadline only until next semester.

After a lot of heartache, I finally compromised with myself again. Sigh, this little rascal is still young, so I'll just add another year. Before next year's New Year, as long as he hasn't found a partner, I will...

Another day staying in the hotel.

Zhou Qing was not in a hurry to read fast. Whenever he encountered something that touched him or confused him, he would always stop to look up information or communicate with Teacher Bai. However, even so, he still read "Journey to the West" to the 41st chapter.

The next day, which was the 26th, the fourth day in Lijiang and the third day in Lugu Lake, the two finally went out and took a self-driving tour around Lugu Lake.

From Lover's Beach on the Nanyun Province side to the Rige Peninsula, then to Xiaoluoshui Village and Dazu Village, then to Lover's Beach, Goddess Bay, and Caohai on the Sichuan Province side, and finally pass Daluoshui Village and return to the B&B hotel.

Leave in the morning and come back in the evening.

Because of fatigue, Zhou Qing, who felt sorry for Teacher Bai, only had a brief taste of the food that night. After a while, she began to read and practice, which allowed her to have a good sleep.

The 27th was another day spent staying in the B&B.

Because they were going back the next day, in order to leave an unforgettable memory for the beautiful teacher, Zhou Qing held her and took her on a careful tour of the suite in the homestay, in front of the curtains in the living room, next to the bathtub in the bedroom, next to the entrance door... They both appreciated every detail in the room.

Finally, Teacher Bai went to bed early. Zhou Qing spent only three and a half hours meditating and moving three circles of Qi before starting to read. He planned to read more chapters and if he had any questions, he could discuss them face to face with Teacher Bai tomorrow at noon while they were still together.

He has discovered it.

Although you can communicate through online chatting and even video calls.

But in face-to-face communication, the passion that collides and the physiological and chemical reactions that occur are completely different.

The next morning, when the two checked out and drove back to Lijiang, Zhou Qing had read up to the 67th chapter of the novel and had accumulated a lot of questions, which he happened to discuss on the high-speed train from Lijiang to Spring City.

On the return trip, the two took the high-speed rail together to Chuncheng, and then separated from Chuncheng. After arriving in Tanzhou, Teacher Bai took a train back to Shaoxing, while he went directly to Urumqi.

This time, Zhou Qing bought the tickets, all of which were business class.

At first, Teacher Bai thought that he had just graduated from college and didn't want to let him spend so much money. But after Zhou Qing showed her the photos of the house he bought in Tanzhou, she didn't stop him anymore. She was just very curious about how he made the money.

Zhou Qing told her that he was doing jade jewelry and antique business with a very wealthy boss.

Zhou Qing would never tell anyone about the panel, not even his woman or his parents.

Coincidentally, after arriving in Chuncheng at twelve o'clock, the trains they took both departed at around three in the afternoon.

The two were too lazy to leave the station, so they ate something in the South High-Speed ​​Railway Station, and then went into the business waiting room and stayed together. Zhou Qing read a novel, and Teacher Bai played with his mobile phone.

Occasionally, Zhou Qing would look up and chat with Teacher Bai when he saw a certain description or plot in the novel.

Whenever this happens, Teacher Bai will immediately put down his phone, think seriously, and express his understanding and thoughts.

Three hours seemed like a long time, but the quietness in the midst of the hustle and bustle, and the atmosphere of their own little world amidst the clamor, made both of them feel that time passed too quickly.

At 3:20 in the afternoon, the train Zhou Qing was taking was about to check tickets and enter the station.

Teacher Bai was obviously reluctant to let him go, and she offered her pink, tender and fragrant lips and tongue to him before waving goodbye and watching him leave.

Zhou Qing felt her emotions and was also reluctant to let her go, but he was more rational and calm. With the panel, he knew that he could live for a long time and could ensure that his women would live to at least ninety or a hundred years old. There would be a long time in the future.

And in a way, my trip to Urumqi this time was also to allow us to spend more time together in the future.

After Zhou Qing got on the bus, the image of Teacher Bai waving goodbye to him just now flashed through his mind. He took out his phone and typed, "Be good, text me when you get on the bus. Um, I need a selfie. (grin)"

After a while, Teacher Bai replied with eight words: "Got it, my bad student."

After reading it, Zhou Qing smiled and opened the Journey to the West in his hand.

After these days of continuous efforts, I have now reached chapter 87.

The book's description of Taoism made him recall the feelings he had accumulated during this round of reading, especially the historical background that he and Teacher Bai often discussed.

I looked up and gazed at the scenery outside the car window, stunned for a while.

Then I stood up, took my backpack from the luggage rack, opened the zipper, and took out the notebook I bought when I stopped in Lijiang.

Putting the bag back, opening the small table and flipping through the new notebook, Zhou Qing pondered for a few minutes, then after clearing his mind, he wrote:

The Lost Path of Lead and Mercury: A Brief Analysis of the Literary Deconstruction and Political Allegory of the Ming Dynasty Government's and People's Obsession with External Alchemy in Journey to the West

(End of this chapter)