Wen Ning took Wuji out of the store and walked towards the Bathhouse shop across the street. Wuji seemed to have a bit of a fairy spirit.
After entering Bathhouse, the little girl at the front desk smiled when she saw Wen Ning.
"Brother Wen is here."
"Well, you two"
The little girl handed over two cards.
Wuji took it and looked over it, then looked at the price list on the wall. Without saying anything, he followed Wen Ning into the dressing room.
When changing clothes, Wen Ning put on his bathrobe. He turned around and saw Wuji standing in front of the cabinet. His robes were neatly folded and placed in the cabinet. Bagua Mirror was pressing on top of them. Peachwood Wooden Sword was leaning against the side of the cabinet. He only had a white undershirt on his body.
"Put on your bathrobe."
Wuji lowered his head and looked at the bathrobe, hesitated for a moment, and then put it on.
The two of them entered the bathing area. The hot air hit their faces. Several uncles were taking a bath and chatting in the pool. The water in the shower area next to them was gurgling.
Wuji stood on the edge of the pool, looked around, then slowly got into the water, and found a corner to sit down. The hot water reached his shoulders, and he took a long breath, leaned against the pool wall, and closed his eyes.
Wen Ning stood nearby and glanced at him.
"Daoist Wuji"
"Hmm."
"Do you, Maoshan disciples, try to blackmail them every time you fight against them?"
Wuji opened his eyes, turned his head to look at him, and rolled his eyes.
"What are you thinking? Why did I blackmail you?"
"Then you ask me to compensate for the medical expenses."
Wuji leaned against the pool wall and closed his eyes again.
"Because I know you're not a bad person."
Wen Ning smiled.
"How do you know?"
"Because if you are a bad person"
Wuji opened one eye and looked at him
"Can my disciples go back alive?"
Wen Ning When I thought about it, it was the same. Shi Dajian The five of them came to the store to cause trouble, and he let them go after beating them. If they were really murderous, those Daoist priests wouldn't even be able to get out.
"That's true."
Wuji closed his eyes again, soaked in the water, and said no more
After soaking for about ten minutes, Wen Ning got up and went to take a bath. Wuji also got up and called a bath master.
The master was a strong man. When he saw the bathing suit on Wuji, he looked at his face, said nothing, and patted the bathing bed.
"Old man, lie down."
Wuji lay down on it. The master rubbed it twice, looked down at the towel, and then at Wuji.
"Old man, your mud is thick enough."
Wuji closed his eyes.
"Mountain Shangqing is repaired. Don't go down the mountain often."
"Then you need to come down more. If you don't rub the mud on your body, it will be so congested."
Wuji didn't answer. The master rubbed the front and back, then rinsed with shower gel.
Wuji sat up from the bathing bed, blushing all over, lowered his head, touched his arm, and nodded.
"Okay"
Wen Ning finished rinsing their hair, and the two of them went upstairs to the rest area. Wuji walked in front, and Wen Ning followed behind.
After going up the stairs and turning a corner, Wuji didn't go towards the rest area, but went straight to the third floor and turned around.
Wen Ning was about to call him, but Daoist Wuji was already up there
As soon as the door opened, the light inside was pink. There were several young ladies in short skirts sitting on the sofa, looking down at their mobile phones.
Hearing the door knock, several people raised their heads at the same time and were stunned for a moment when they saw an old man in bathrobe standing at the door.
Then a young lady stood up and walked over with a smile.
"Uncle, come and relax too."
Wuji stood there, looking at the pink lights and the little girls in short skirts, his face changing again and again.
He took a step back and bumped into Wen Ning who was coming up.
"Wen Ning, what is this place?"
Wen Ning stood behind him, the expression on his face was hard to describe.
"You went to the wrong place. This place on the third floor is very special."
Wuji turned around, and the hem of his Daoist robe almost tripped his feet.
"Then you didn't tell me earlier!"
"I just wanted to call you, but you came up."
Wuji's face turned red, and the young ladies had gathered around him. One held his arm and the other pulled his sleeve.
"Uncle, come in and have a seat. Massage is very cheap."
"Uncle, you have a very strong body."
"Uncle"
Wuji was as stretched as a piece of wood, his arms were pulled by two young ladies, and he was dragged forward two steps. He looked back at Wen Ning, his eyes full of pleas for help.
"Wen Ning!"
Wen Ning stood at the door, arms folded, shoulders shaking with laughter.
"Daoist Wuji, you walked in by yourself, come out by yourself."
"You"
Before Wuji could finish his words, he was pulled by a little girl again, and he staggered forward.
He tried to pull away twice, but the young ladies laughed even more.
"Master, don't be shy."
Wen Ning Seeing that it's almost done, walk over and take Wuji out of the crowd.
Wuji's Daoist robe and bathrobe was torn to a side, and the collar was open, revealing the white undershirt underneath. He tugged at the clothes and walked out without looking back, walking twice as fast as when he came in.
Wen Ning followed behind, unable to stop laughing.
"Daoist Wuji, please slow down."
Wuji didn't turn his head, his voice was muffled.
"I have never been so humiliated in my life."
Wen Ning caught up with him and patted him on the shoulder.
"It's okay, I won't tell anyone."
Wuji stopped and turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of what you said.
He straightened his bathrobe, straightened his collar, and coughed dryly.
"Let's go back."
The two went downstairs and went to the dressing room to change clothes. Wuji put the Daoist robe back on, Bagua Mirror hung it up, Peachwood Wooden Sword put it on his back, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, the blush on his face had not faded yet.
Wen Ning stood aside and put on his coat.
"I forgot about today's incident once I left this door."
Wuji glanced at him, didn't answer, opened the door and went out.
When we returned to the store, Lu Ming was sitting behind the counter, scrolling through his phone, and Feng Dema was squatting behind, trimming the nails of a rabbit.
Squirrel Spirit was squatting on the bench, saw Wuji coming in, and looked at him with a pine cone in his arms.
"Old man, why is your face so red?"
Wuji ignored it, walked straight to the counter, took out the small book from his sleeve, turned to the latest page, and crossed out the line "Medical expenses three thousand."
Then he said to Wen Ning
"By the way, Maoshan will have a Dharma Assembly show next month."
Wen Ning was packing up the things on the counter without raising his head.
"Dharma Assembly?"
"Three Mao Lords Founding Their Sect's anniversary is held every year"
Wuji looked at Wen Ning
"I would like to invite you to watch the ceremony."
Wen Ning put the things on the table.
"Not going."
Wuji raised his eyebrows.
"Why?"
"Tired."
Wen Ning picked up the account book and opened it
"Maoshan It's so far away, I have to go back and forth for several days, and I can't walk to the store."
Wuji stared at him for two seconds.
"You are young, why are you afraid of being tired?"
"It's just because I'm young that I don't want to waste my energy on running long distances."
Wuji didn't answer, he leaned on the counter and took a slow sip of water. Lu Ming stuck his head out from behind and interjected.
"Dharma Assembly Do you have food to eat?"
Wuji glanced at him.
"Su Zhai, that's enough."
Lu Ming turned his head and said to Wen Ning
"If you have something to eat, go ahead."
Wen Ning didn't even raise his head.
"You go for me."
Lu Ming rolled his eyes and shrank back. Feng Dema squatted by the pool, holding the rabbit's paw in his hand, and added a sentence.
"Brother, is Dharma Assembly similar to a temple fair? Is there anyone selling anything?"
"No."
Wuji theory
"It means worshiping Three Mao Lords, chanting sutras, and preaching."
Feng Dema said oh, not interested anymore. Squirrel Spirit squatted on the bench, holding the pine cone and took a bite.
"Are there any pine cones?"
Wuji lowered his head and glanced at it.
"Maoshan Back Mountain There are pine forests."
Squirrel Spirit stuffed the pine cones into his mouth, jumped off the bench, and came to the front of the counter.
"Then I'll go"
Wen Ning glanced at him.
"Where are you going? What are you doing with a squirrel? Dharma Assembly. Besides, why don't you go home?"
Squirrel Spirit is confident and confident.
"I'm going to eat pine cones"
Wuji ignored Squirrel Spirit and turned his attention back to Wen Ning.
"Come on. I sincerely invite you."
Wen Ning turned over a page in the ledger.
"I won't go. I'm tired of going back and forth."
Wuji looked at him for a while, without any further persuasion, he put down the water glass, turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned back and glanced at Wen Ning.
"That's alright, I won't force you. Think about Dharma Assembly's matter again."
He opened the door and went out, and soon disappeared at the entrance of the alley.
Lu Ming looked at Wen Ning.
"You really don't want to go?"
Wen Ning sat back behind the counter and picked up the water glass
"Let's talk again."