The plane lands.
As soon as Song Yi got off the plane, several people in black suits were looking for her in the crowd. They were tall and powerful. They didn't look back until they saw her and looked at each other for a few times.
Those people walked over directly, and before Song Yi could say anything, they revealed their identities.
The leader took a step forward and whispered, "Miss Song, we are from the Fang family. Do you want to go back to where you originally lived first, or let us take you to Qinghuan Garden."
Song Yi thought for a while: "Take me to the place where I used to live first. When you get there, can you wait and take me to Qinghuan Garden? I'll pack my luggage. I don't have many things left there, so I don't need to." Call a moving company.”
These people were arranged to pick her up, and they naturally complied with her request.
These people were very strict in their behavior and rarely talked too much. Song Yi had nothing to ask them and remained silent all the way.
After dropping Song Yi off, they took the initiative to divide them into two groups. One group followed her silently, and the other group found a place to park and stood guard next to the car.
Song Yi had just moved into this small rented house two days ago, and she really didn't have much luggage.
Pack everything, one suitcase and two backpacks are enough.
Some pieces of furniture that were no longer used after the new installation were shabby and were thrown into the trash can. She was not going to take away the better ones. The landlady could just deal with them and keep them or throw them away.
I will discuss check-out with the landlord when I have time.
With the little luggage she had packed, Song Yi arrived at Qinghuan Garden.
Qinghuan Xiaoyuan gave her this apartment, with one apartment on one floor and two stairs per apartment, in a high-end villa community.
Song Yi searched the WIFI on the plane, and found out that it was 35 million, but she might not be able to get it.
Several people helped her carry her luggage and took her into the community. They walked around twice to find the residential building. Song Yi was led all the way into the building by swiping her card, and then swiping her card into the elevator, silently writing down the process route.
With a ding, the elevator stopped and reached the eighth floor.
After swiping the room card to enter the house and putting down her things, several people entered Soon Yi's fingerprint into the password lock and then helped her change the password.
Someone said: "Ms. Song, this is Building No. 8. There is a basement on the first floor and a garage on the second floor below. There are three access cards, two room cards, and more than ten other keys. They are all here. .”
"And the Fang family has also prepaid all property fees, service fees, water and electricity bills for this house on the expiration date of the property ownership."
"Please rest assured that within half a year, the Fang family will help you obtain the two indicators for settling in Kyoto, coordinate other conditions, and settle your household registration in Kyoto. After you settle in, the house will be settled in your name as quickly as possible. Down."
After finishing speaking, the leader asked again: "Do you still need to take a walk down there to understand the living environment here?"
After listening to their words quietly, Song Yi said nothing, and finally politely rejected their kindness, expressed her gratitude, and sent them out.
Song Yi called Shuguang, and Shuguang naturally knew what she meant.
After scanning the house and finding no problems, Shuguang informed Song Yi.
Without moving her luggage, Song Yi slowly walked around the house.
Everything has been decorated. Except for the traces of no one's life, all other household items are available. The house is very beautiful, French style, exquisite and romantic, with milky white as the main color, which is very suitable for girls to live alone.
The master bedroom is a separate space of 60 square meters, with built-in independent dressing room, master bathroom, and small balcony. The second bedroom suite has a bathroom, a large living room of about 100 square meters, and a large terrace of about 30 square meters. The Chinese and Western kitchens are open. Large-scale restaurant, independent 50-square-meter study room, 50-square-meter fitness room...
Song Yi placed the things and then entered the quiet room.
Shuguang didn't let her learn any other moves. She still kept the six moves and held on to each move for half an hour.
It's just that this time it's not required to rest in the middle of every pose. You have to be completely weak and fall down before you can rest. Which pose you fall on, the calculation starts from that pose again in half an hour.
If you can persist, it's best to keep it up.
From the beginning, Song Yi's body was relaxed and comfortable, then small drops of sweat gradually leaked out, and then large beads of sweat fell from the temples and forehead to the tip of the nose, and then slid down to the chin.
The loose black shirt he was wearing was also half wet with sweat.
By the time we got to the snail handle, it was almost half an hour later, but Song Yi was no longer able to maintain her body's balance and fell heavily to the ground.
There was a muffled sound of "dong".
When he fell, Song Yi subconsciously protected the sword in his arms, curled up and fell to the ground.
Not too painful.
Song Yi stretched out her body and lay flat on her back, breathing heavily.
Except for Shuguang, she was the only one here, and she had no concerns about her image at all.
She was so tired from practicing swordsmanship that she felt that even if someone was around, she might not want to maintain any dignity.
After lying down for two minutes, Song Yi calmed down and did some static stretching exercises at Dawn's urging. She also slapped and massaged the most painful areas, beat her back, and massaged her legs.
While giving the massage, Song Yi thought nonsensically that if she didn't become an immortal in the future, getting a massage would be a good craft job.
Shuguang didn't know what she was thinking. During the break, the program was working silently in the background.
Song Yi realized that she had rested, called out Shuguang, and continued to start from the conch handle with the sword in hand.
Song Yi has strong learning ability and strong self-control.
This time she persisted much longer than last time, her body tightened even when it should be tight, and the places that needed to relax relaxed.
Silently adjusting her body's condition, Song Yi forcefully pushed through the last move before falling down.
Song Yi felt even more tired this time than the last time he fell, and he couldn't control his hand to protect the sword.
The "bang" sound and the "langlang" sound of gold and jade hitting the ground sounded at the same time.
Song Yi was breathing heavily, the powerful beating of her heart seemed to ring in her ears, and her body rose and fell with the violent beating of her heart.
Song Yi took a short rest and then spontaneously gave herself a massage.
After massaging for at least twenty or thirty minutes, Song Yi's tight body finally relaxed.
Seeing that it was still early, Na wiped his sweat with a towel and didn't leave the quiet room. He closed his eyes and lay down, ready to take a nap on the spot.
Song Yi felt that she hadn't slept for long when dawn woke her up. She looked at the time and saw that two hours had passed.
This medicinal bath seemed extremely important. Song Yi counted them, and Shuguang took out seventy-six flavors.
There are so many elixirs that they almost fill the wide bathing pool.
Strange, beautiful, and ugly ones, some are as big as a palm, and some are only half the size of a pinky finger.
Song Yi struggled to identify them one by one, and then carefully prepared them according to the complex prescription given by Shu Guang.
It took a full three hours to prepare the medicinal bath this time.
The prepared solution is thick, viscous, opaque and dark olive green.
Song Yi didn't know why, but when she looked at the bath, she suddenly thought of the witch's poison, but there were no bubbles on the bath.
The color looks hard to accept, but the medicinal bath is not smelly and has a strong woody aroma.
It smelled like perfume, but it was so strong that it stung her nose. She sneezed twice after smelling it.
Shuguang comforted: "Although it looks a bit strong, I used a lot of neutralizing elixir when preparing the medicine. It won't be painful. This time it is laying the foundation for the bones. It will take a long time to soak. Go in."
When Song Yi heard what it said, she no longer hesitated, took off her coat, stepped in, and sank into the medicinal bath.
The medicinal bath is warm, and a magical energy penetrates through the skin, making the body of the person staying in it warm.
