Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 61: Bai Ling’Er: Lin Yuan! I Want You to Help Me Cultivate
Lin Yuan: "?????"
Bai Ling’Er’s words left Lin Yuan completely baffled.
You say foxes get into heat, that I can understand.
After all, it’s biological instinct.
Your three hundred years of cultivation turned to nothing, making it hard to suppress the restlessness of your heat period like before, that I understand.
After all, that’s also a reasonable explanation.
But!
But, what’s the deal with you hiding in the room to dance this dance my friend really likes watching?
"What I mean is?"
"What’s the point of you dancing this?"
"Can dancing this help suppress your inner turmoil? Help you focus your mind?" Lin Yuan asked several questions in a row.
Whether Bai Ling’Er could suppress her inner turmoil while dancing, Lin Yuan didn’t know.
But as for him watching, it definitely stirred up some inner restlessness.
After hearing Lin Yuan’s words, Bai Ling’Er fell into deep thought.
After pondering for a long time, Bai Ling’Er finally said slowly: "Seems like, seems like it really has no effect."
"But I used your computer to search on Baidu! It said this is a special dance for the heat period."
Lin Yuan: "?????"
Lin Yuan was puzzled, thinking, you actually trust the search results from that dodgy Baidu.
You’ve got some nerve!
Before the supernatural invasion, Lin Yuan had "a friend" who was planning to get foreskin surgery.
But he didn’t know which hospital was good for the surgery, so he found a "Putian" men’s hospital on Baidu.
Originally, it said foreskin surgery for 888 yuan, if you cut, so will I.
But unexpectedly, on the operating table, after doing the foreskin cut, they didn’t want to do the stitching.
The doctor had their say too!
Said the 888 yuan was just the cost for the cutting, nothing wrong with that, but they didn’t mention the cost for stitching!
Stitching would be 18,888 yuan, take it or leave it.
"That friend" of Lin Yuan had no choice, and ended up paying 18,888 yuan using Huabei on the operating table to finish the surgery. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Trusting what you find on Baidu, you’re truly a long-haired but short-sighted fox!
"Enough!"
"That thing’s useless, even if you dance it eight hundred times, it’s no use!" Lin Yuan said with an utterly speechless expression.
Bai Ling’Er was a bit unconvinced, pointing at the dancing girls on the screen: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Their symptoms are the same as mine, why is it useful when they dance, but not when I do?"
Lin Yuan: "?????"
Lin Yuan was a bit confused on how to explain to Bai Ling’Er.
Bai Ling’Er isn’t human!
She’s a demon!
She knows a bit about this world, but really, not much.
Lin Yuan thought it over carefully and used relatively simple words to explain: "Let me put it this way, the dance they do isn’t actually useful for alleviating those symptoms."
"But, by dancing, they can attract the attention of big spenders, and once they do, the big spender comes and gives them a shot of antipyretic, alleviating the symptoms naturally."
Big spender?
Antipyretic?
Bai Ling’Er was clearly unfamiliar with these terms.
"Lin Yuan, why don’t you be my big spender and give me a shot too!"
"I’m just one step away from refining those two Powers of Rules!" Bai Ling’Er pleaded with an aggrieved look.
Lin Yuan: "?????"
Lin Yuan thought, do you know what those two terms even mean?
What do you mean by me being your big spender and giving you a shot.
Can you mess around with antipyretics like that?
If something goes wrong, what then?
Lin Yuan said with some annoyance: "Do you even know what a big spender means? Do you know what an antipyretic means?"
"I don’t know!" Bai Ling’Er blinked her big Cartonne eyes and said with a grievance: "Tell me then."
Lin Yuan whispered a few words in Bai Ling’Er’s ear, and Bai Ling’Er’s face flashed red, turning as red as an apple instantly.
At this time, all kinds of stories she had heard back in Qingqiu flashed through Bai Ling’Er’s mind.
In short, although these stories varied, the male and female protagonists were basically consistent.
The male protagonist was generally a scholar from different eras, while the female protagonists were the little foxes from the Cyan Prison Fox Race.
In short, those little foxes of the Cyan Prison Fox Race loved scholars the most.
"Lin Yuan, are you a scholar?" Bai Ling’Er asked Lin Yuan.
Bai Ling’Er’s sudden question left Lin Yuan a bit puzzled by this little fox’s train of thought.
However, Lin Yuan still answered: "I’m a college student, so of course I count as a scholar!"
"College student?" Bai Ling’Er was a bit confused.
"College, in ancient times, should be called the Imperial College, right?"
"Graduating from college, at the very least, you’d count as a scholar!" Lin Yuan said after considering it.
A scholar!
Even a scholar in title!
That’s considered qualified!
Finding a man like this among our Qingqiu Fox Race sisters wouldn’t be a disgrace.
At this point, Lin Yuan stood up to leave, and as he was about to go, he said to Bai Ling’Er: "Alright, stop overthinking it."
"Whether you can refine the Power of Rules depends on fate!"
Having said that, Lin Yuan stood up and left.
However, just as Lin Yuan reached the door, Bai Ling’Er suddenly shouted loudly.
"Stop! Lin Yuan! I want you to help me cultivate!"
Lin Yuan: "?????"
Lin Yuan turned back and looked at Bai Ling’Er with a puzzled expression.
What did she mean by that?
Wait, I think I’ve seen this episode before.
Isn’t this a plot from the Legend of the White Snake?
Lin Yuan doesn’t have many strengths, but he likes to sacrifice for others.
Oops! No, I mean sacrifice for the fox.
Since Bai Ling’Er wants him to aid her cultivation, then even if Lin Yuan has to take a hit, he’ll take a hit and help her out.
As the saying goes, suffering a loss can be a blessing.
A few hours later.
Lin Yuan lay on the bed smoking a cigarette, while Bai Ling’Er was sitting cross-legged cultivating.
Under the complementing energies of yin and yang, Bai Ling’Er had already sealed the two Powers of Rules into her two tails.
Now, with two Powers of Rules mastered, Bai Ling’Er.
Had become the brightest fox of the younger generation in the Qingqiu Fox Race!
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Towards evening.
Around five or six o’clock.
Geng Youcai had already finished crafting Wen Yingying’s father’s coffin.
You have to admit, when it comes to making coffins, Geng Youcai can be considered an authoritative expert.
This coffin was made impeccably.
Lin Yuan didn’t allow Geng Youcai to craft the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, but where there’s policy from above, there’s a workaround from below.
Geng Youcai directly carved out nine coiling dragon reliefs on the coffin.
If someone, after they die, could have such a coffin, they wouldn’t have lived in vain!
Everyone accompanied Wen Yingying in placing her father into the coffin, and then buried it by the artificial lake in the villa area.
Speaking objectively, the feng shui of this place is quite excellent.
With mountains in front and water behind, complemented by such an exquisite coffin.
Old Deng, you’ve definitely suffered misfortunes, but what happens after death, it’s been arranged properly for you.
"Ding dong!"
"Ding dong! Ding dong!"
Just as they finished setting up Wen Yingying’s father’s grave, everyone’s phones suddenly started ringing together.
Everyone instinctively pulled out their phones, which displayed a message in red font, followed by several red exclamation marks.
It was an official emergency alert for hazard avoidance.
