Chapter 132: Abide by traffic rules

"I won't suffer any loss! What am I afraid of?!" Fan Wubing's mentality was struggling violently, and finally decided to go to bed!

Fan Wubing held the red sandalwood needle box, lifted the quilt and crawled in, and lay down against Feng Ping's back. Although he was ready to turn into a werewolf at any time, his heart was still a little thumping, as if he hadn't been in the same bed as a girl in his life, and he would inevitably be a little excited.

But Feng Ping didn't seem to be very relaxed. She moved her body and asked with some complaints, "What do you use to push me against me, it's so hard."

Fan Wubing reached out and grabbed the younger brother, and found that he was quite honest. Oh, it turned out that the red sandalwood needle box was hurting Feng Ping, so he turned his body and continued to study the needle box.

I didn't observe carefully just now and didn't find the speciality of this needle box. I only knew it was red sandalwood. After seeing it for a long time, Fan Wubing actually found that this is the best variety among red sandalwood, Venus Rose Sandalwood!

Venus Rosewood is the best among red sandalwood. The so-called Venus means that after this red sandalwood is broken and polished, the golden dots of Venus will flash in every brown eye hole.

In fact, the so-called highlight is the gel-like crystals between the fibers of the tree conduits, which are available in other woods, but the red sandalwood is too expensive and is mythical and over-reputed. Its texture is delicate and smooth, and its color is purple and black. It is made into objects, making it dark and gray after patina. It is especially suitable for fine carving. Because of its heavy texture and dark color, it is also very suitable for storing of gold, jade and antiques, so it is widely used by the Forbidden City.

Fan Wubing put the needle box back and forth at different angles to observe, and found that its brown eyes were twisted and streaked. When viewed sideways, it showed a undulating beanban pattern, like a satin-like flash, which was very gorgeous.

Because the red sandalwood is fine and hard, it can also be made into musical instruments such as a sound, and the sound is crisp and solid. It is not as good as gold and jade, but it cannot be replaced by other wood.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Ping felt so depressed. She had done this to the point of seduction. Why didn't Fan Wubing react at all? He didn't look like a timid mouse!

Could it be that my own attraction is not enough? Feng Ping suddenly felt a little worried about gains and losses, and her confidence was very bad!

In fact, Fan Wubing was also a little restless by the fragrance of Feng Ping. Fortunately, he was a person who had practiced Kung Fu and his mind was far more firm than ordinary people. He would not have suddenly become crazy. After hearing Feng Ping's inquiry, he took the needle box in his hand and asked her to look at it, and then said, "The needle box my master gave me is a red sandalwood, an antique that has been hundreds of years."

"Is red sandalwood good?" Feng Ping touched the needle box with her hand, feeling it was as smooth as satin and not like wood, so she asked curiously.

Fan Wubing immediately replied, "Of course it's good! There is no need to paint the things made from red sandalwood, just put some wax." Then he glanced at Feng Ping and said, "Besides, the wood chips of this thing can beautify."

"Can you beautify? Really?" Feng Ping became energetic when she heard that this thing could be beautify. She sat up and grabbed the needle box and looked up and down. She asked in disappointment, "How can wood beautify? You lied to me?"

Fan Wubing curled his lips, turned over and got out of bed, flipped through the bookcase, found a book called "Compendium of Materia Medica". After searching for a long time, he found a record of red sandalwood and handed it to Feng Ping, saying to her, "The Compendium of Materia Medica says that red sandalwood can stop bleeding and relieve pain. One thing is particularly mentioned, that is, it can regulate qi and blood. If you think that if the qi and blood are harmonized, your complexion will naturally be better."

"But how should this wood be used on the face? Will it be applied to the face when sleeping?" Feng Ping was very curious.

Fan Wubing shook his head and sighed, "Stupid! You won't make any adjustments? The wood cannot be used, you can make it into sawdust! Apply the red sandalwood sawdust on the skin, rub it repeatedly, and then wash it off with clean water. After that, you look at your skin, just like we have just washed our face and applied a layer of skin care products. If there are bumps on the face, apply it on the face every night like a facial mask, apply it to the face for about ten minutes. "

"Really? I always feel a little incredible!" Feng Ping looked at the rosewood needle box with suspicion, and looked at Fan Wubing with a little doubt.

"Of course it's true. After repeated rubbing, rosewood will emit a substance called wood oxygen. This substance can not only calm the mind and wake up the brain, but also promote cell reconstruction and prevent the appearance of wrinkles for a long time." Fan Wubing explained to Feng Ping, but he said another sentence, "It's a pity that rosewood is not easy to find, and no one is willing to use a whole piece of rosewood as medicine. The powder made from scraps is of course much worse."

"Why do you know so many things?" Feng Ping couldn't imagine that a sixteen-year-old man could hold so much knowledge in his head.

Fan Wubing thought to himself that it is not the credit of search engines! As the saying goes, ask Baidu if you don’t decide on internal affairs, and look at Google if you don’t decide on external affairs. With these two aunts, there are really not many questions that can be preserved forever! Without further understanding, even if it is a super difficult question such as the origin of the universe and several dimensions, you can find a bunch of imaginary answers.

Thinking that before rebirth, many of his papers and professional skills were searched online, Fan Wubing couldn't help but miss the era when the world was settled. He had to wait for several years before he could usher in the era of the Chinese Internet.

"Hey, I'm asking you." Feng Ping put the wood of the needle box on his cheek and gently stroked it. Perhaps because he heard Fan Wubing's introduction just now, he wanted to verify the meaning.

Fan Wubing saw Feng Ping's appearance and couldn't help but feel a little funny and said happily, "I use wood chips to massage, but you use wood to carefully rub the skin."

"Then can you help me get some wood chips?" Feng Ping looked at Fan Wubing with a resentful look and asked pitifully.

Fan Wubing's scalp was numb when he heard this, and thought to himself that this was my master's gift to me, so how could it be used to treat you with skin care! So he coughed and said, "This is not an easy task. The rosewood is very hard and you can't get it without tools. Wait until tomorrow. Go to the pharmacy tomorrow to get some rosewood chips, which is more convenient."

"Is it very hard?" Feng Ping approached Fan Wubing and asked almost against his face.

"It's really hard." Fan Wubing nodded seriously and replied.

"Hate, why are you pushing against me again?" Feng Ping gasped and said coquettishly.

Fan Wubing looked down and saw that his younger brother was already heroic and ready to go. Feng Ping could not bear it anymore. He howled softly, grabbed the needle box from Feng Ping's hand, then lifted the quilt and wrapped the two of them. The two of them were entangled in the same place, and rolled around under the cold quilt.

After a long time, Feng Ping struggled to reveal her head, and said angrily with a blushing face, "Hate, what's your relative doing? It's so itchy."

"When is it? I'll talk so much." Fan Wubing muttered, and then covered Feng Ping with a cold quilt.

Two minutes later, Feng Ping struggled to reveal her head from the sheet again. Her face turned red and blood dripped. She moaned weakly, "Don't take off her clothes."

Fan Wubing said gasping, "What should I do if I don't take off my clothes? That's too difficult, right?"

"You won't tear a hole open--" Feng Ping covered her face this time.

Tear a hole?! Fan Wubing immediately became crazy after hearing this. This action is very practical and guiding! When he was about to take action, he suddenly realized something was wrong, so he came out and asked, "Damn! Do you want to harm me? I tore open your pants, and then when you shouted molestation, I couldn't explain it even if I had ten mouths!"

Feng Ping heard this and sighed, "Why should you be so smart? Can't you be a little stupid? How can you let others live if you are so smart?"

"How others live, it's all my business!" Fan Wubing got back under the quilt and began to peel Feng Ping's pants.

Huh, you're going to succeed!
Chapter completed!