Since that was the case, Lin Wanrong didn't stand on ceremony and kept the album in his pocket.
"Although this technique is superior to the Plucking Technique, if it's not practiced properly, it will inevitably become despicable. When you have intercourse with a woman, remember to communicate Yin and Yang, especially with virgins. "Uncle Wei reminded him again.
What was more superior than the Art of Harvesting? That was complete nonsense. This was a Art of Harvesting that was specially made for perverts to practice. Uncle Wei didn't explain it in detail, probably because he hadn't tried it himself, so it was understandable.
However, Lin Wanrong had only been in this world for a month and hadn't had the time to fall in love. Where could he find a woman to have intercourse with? First of all, with this guy's taste, he definitely wouldn't look at a prostitute.
Seeing Lin Wanrong's confused expression, Uncle Wei shook his head helplessly. "Fine, I'll give you a hand."
He gently placed his palm on the top of Lin Wanrong's head, and a warm current flowed from his palm into Lin Wanrong's body. It went all the way to his limbs and bones, and his whole body was warm and comfortable. It felt like roasted meat in a microwave oven.
After some time, Uncle Wei finally withdrew his palm slowly. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face was extremely pale. He looked like he had aged 20 years.
Finally, he looked like an 80-year-old man. It was probably useless to stick a cucumber on his face, Lin Wanrong thought to himself.
Lin Wanrong moved his arms. There seemed to be a flow of power in his limbs, and his strength was much stronger than before.
Uncle Wei adjusted his breathing for a long time before he opened his eyes and said, "Although your bones are not bad, since you're over 18 years old, your body has already been fixed. The Enlightenment Technique I used on you is extremely ineffective. I injected 70% of the power into your body, but you absorbed less than 10%. "
He shook his head as he spoke. It was unknown whether he was lamenting that Lin Wanrong had missed out on the best years of his life, or lamenting the loss of his own power.
Injected 70%, but absorbed less than 10%? The efficiency was too low. Lin Wanrong was also a little embarrassed.
To be honest, Lin Wanrong graduated from university at the age of 21 and worked hard in a medium-sized company for four years before getting the position of a department manager. To be honest, Lin Wanrong was not 18 years old, but 24 or 25 years old.
However, when he fell from Mount Tai, not only did space distort, even time was distorted. After coming to this world, Lin Wanrong's body unexpectedly returned to the state of an eighteen or nineteen year old. Therefore, Lin Wanrong now had the appearance of an eighteen or nineteen year old, but the heart of a twenty-five year old.
Of course, Lin Wanrong would not explain this to him. Towards the selfless Uncle Wei, Lin Wanrong felt nothing but gratitude.
Looking at his pale cheeks, Lin Wanrong seriously thought for the first time, "Even if he is really glass, Uncle Wei is still my Uncle Wei."
"Uncle Wei, thank you. Nothing can be forced. With such progress, I am also very satisfied." Lin Wanrong said lightly. It was true. Lin Wanrong's body was distorted by time and space, but he unexpectedly survived and came here. This in itself was a great gift. What else could he hope for?
Uncle Wei gave Lin Wanrong a thumbs up and said, "You can pick up and let go. You are really a hero. Good job. Wanrong, don't worry. Although the Enlightenment Technique failed, I think as long as you practice the mental cultivation method in the picture book, you will definitely be able to achieve great success. "
Enlightenment Technique? Why did this name sound so awkward? Lin Wanrong only knew the Enema Technique.
With the failure of the Enlightenment Technique, Lin Wanrong's thoughts on the cultivation method gradually faded. That picture book, for the time being, could be regarded as an erotic picture book. It was still very useful to enhance the relationship between husband and wife in bed. Lin Wanrong laughed in his heart, and his mood became cheerful again.
"Wanrong, since we met, how do you think I have treated you?" Lin Wanrong was still secretly happy in his heart, but he heard Uncle Wei suddenly ask.
"That goes without saying. Uncle, you saved my life. Your kindness is the same as giving me a new lease on life." Lin Wanrong replied without thinking.
A strange smile appeared on Uncle Wei's face. "Then if I want you to do me a favor, would you be willing?"
Lin Wanrong was worried that he would mention the matter of pretending to be someone else's son again, so he hurriedly said, "As long as it's not pretending to be someone else, and it's within my ability, I will definitely do it."
Uncle Wei nodded and said, "That's good. In fact, this matter is also very easy. I want you to go to the Xiao Fu and be a servant."
"Servant?" Lin Wanrong almost bit his tongue.
Lin Wanrong knew about the Xiao Family. They were one of the richest families in Jin Ling city. Uncle Wei also condescended to be a senior servant under them. Of course, Lin Wanrong knew that this was just a way for Old Man Wei to hide his identity.
This old man wants me to be a servant? He wants me to serve someone? Lin Wanrong fiercely stared at Old Man Wei. If he didn't say it out loud, he would have already stepped forward and beaten Old Man Wei half to death.
Seeing the proud smile on Old Man Wei's face, Lin Wanrong knew that he had fallen into Old Man Wei's trap. This damn old man, it's fine if he lowly himself to be someone else's servant, but he also wants to drag him down with him. His conscience is so bad.
Lin Wanrong seemed to see himself wearing a small green shirt and a small hat on his head, being ordered around by his master. He liked to live an unrestrained life since he was a child, but now he was tricked by this old man. He wanted to be someone else's servant. The hatred in his heart was like the endless Yangtze River.
Old Man Wei didn't need to look at his face to know what kind of expression he had right now. He pretended to sigh and said: "Forget it, since you don't have that intention, I also won't —"
"Wait —" Lin Wanrong interrupted him. He knew that this old man was deliberately provoking him, but who asked him to say big words first. He could only clench his teeth and said: "Okay, I promise you, I will go to the Xiao Family and be a servant!"
"But," Lin Wanrong changed his tone and said: "The limit is one year. In other words, I will only be a servant in the Xiao Family for one year. After one year, we don't owe each other anything. "
"One year?" Uncle Wei nodded and said: "One year should be enough. Wanrong, I hope you can enter the Xiao Family and make a career. This is not only for the Xiao Family, but also for yourself. "
Servant? Career? For the Xiao Family? For myself? This old man is too good at bluffing. Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth in hatred. Asking a servant to make a career, this old man can really think of it.
Of course, Old Fart Wei knew what Lin Wanrong was thinking, and a mysterious smile surfaced on his face: "Remember, the heavens will only favour those who work hard. There is only one chance, and everything depends on you. Maybe what you get, will be something that you dare not imagine in the past."
Lin Wanrong had a feeling that Old Fart Wei was going round and round, and seemed to have brought him back to the original troublesome problem. He wanted to ask again, but he saw that Old Man Wei had already sat cross-legged on the bed to adjust his breathing. Obviously, he was not willing to talk to him anymore.
Lin Wanrong had no choice but to swallow her words. He was injured today, and he was also extremely tired. He scolded this insidious old man in his heart for a while and then fell asleep.
A rustling sound awakened Lin Wanrong. He opened his eyes and saw that the sky was already bright. Over there, Old Man Wei was packing up his things and preparing to leave.
Seeing him wake up, Old Man Wei jumped up from the bed and stood in front of Lin Wanrong. He said loudly: "All good things must come to an end. Wanrong, take care."
Lin Wanrong also quickly got up. Ignoring the pain in his shoulder, he knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to Uncle Wei three times.
Although Old Fart Wei schemed against him, and made him become someone else's servant, but he did save Lin Wanrong's life. This was true, not a single bit false. As a man, he had to repay kindness. What did three kowtows count for?
Uncle Wei hurriedly stopped Lin Wanrong. He suddenly thought of something and said: "By the way, there is one thing I almost forgot. Wanrong, tomorrow is the Xiao Clan's servant selection competition. I've already registered you as my distant nephew. I've given you a nickname, Lin San. Remember, if others call you Lin San, that means they're calling you Lin San. Remember to go on time. "
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