Chapter 841 Can I Stay?
The ingenuity lies in the changes of all things in this world.
A hundred years is short, and it may be the replacement of thousands of years.
What was once a flat land may now be a mountain, or it may be a deep sea.
It used to be a deep abyss, but it may also be filled with flat land, covered with lakes, and gurgling.
This lake was dug out artificially, that is to say, it was just an ordinary piece of land before.
But if you don’t dig it, you don’t know. Only when you dig deep can capable people discover that the deeper part of the lake was once a cold pool tens of thousands of years ago.
That's why, no matter whether it's winter or summer, this courtyard built on the lake will always be cool to the bone at night.
It has nothing to do with Feng Shui, even if the lake is filled, the cold air will still come out, and it will still be uninhabitable in the future.
However, for this reason, Nanyue couldn't tell the original owner.
Filling the lake will destroy Feng Shui, and the reason why living in the future will damage luck is that the original owner is more accepting.
After hearing what she said, Sheng Jingheng nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then, it is indeed more appropriate for us to take over here."
What he was thinking was that his aura was inherently hot and could completely suppress the coldness.
And Nanyue is not afraid of these at all, and can change easily.
Unexpectedly, Nan Yue shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not just suitable."
She didn't continue to show off, but followed closely: "This cold pool is the kind that is extremely suitable for cultivation. Even if it is filled up, there are still three or four points of spiritual energy left, slowly soaking out."
"But the strange thing is," Nan Yue said while looking out the window, "except here, the outside world can't feel the slightest bit."
Otherwise, she should have felt it as early as the first day of filming here.
Sheng Jingheng looked at her fixedly, and suddenly smiled: "You seem to be more and more enthusiastic about cultivation."
"Huh? I was discovered by Teacher Sheng!"
Nan Yue turned his head and smiled at him with his chin: "I not only want to practice by myself, but I also want to take you with me."
"Very happy." Sheng Jingheng looked back with a smile.
Nan Yue raised his eyebrows, then sat down a bit, and stretched out his hand towards him: "Lagou!"
Check again?
Sheng Jingheng smiled dotingly and helplessly, and reached out to hook her.
After the cover was stamped, Nanyue just showed a satisfied smile: "The reason why I am so keen on cultivation is not because of anything else, but because I want to live longer and be with you for a long time."
Hearing this, Sheng Jingheng's heart moved, his eyes gradually deepened as he watched her, and his voice became a little hoarse: "I want to too."
"Then follow me to practice more!" Nan Yue withdrew his hand after finishing speaking, and then looked at the bottom of the soup that had been boiled to the point where it could no longer boil, and hurriedly put something into it.
Seeing that she was keen to eat instead, Sheng Jingheng was a little dumb, and after lowering his eyes and laughing for a while, he suppressed the many emotions in his heart and warmed the dishes for her.
The hot pot that the two of them had on the spur of the moment ate late into the night without knowing it.
After eating and tidying up, Nan Yue went to the main room first. She had been here twice before taking advantage of the late night filming, and put away some daily necessities.
This time I will try to see if there is hot water in the bathroom.
In fact, it doesn't matter if there is no hot water. Both she and Sheng Jingheng can turn cold water into hot water, but they can't control the temperature a little bit.
After the hot water came out, Nan Yue walked out of the bathroom, opened the closet, and took out two sets of pajamas.
These are the couple pajamas she bought specially, and her own set was put on the bed first.
Immediately, just as she was about to send Sheng Jingheng's set to him, she saw him knocking on the door.
Nan Yue opened the bead curtain, walked over, and looked at his face half hidden in the night outside the door: "Brother, are you here to get the pajamas?"
"I," Sheng Jingheng's voice was a little low, his eyes were slightly lowered, but he couldn't help but look away from her, "Can I stay?"