Zhao Feng originally thought that what Xiang Yu gave him must be something like a miracle in the world.

But I didn't expect that after practicing for a long time, I actually held back a fart, and it was a loud and smelly fart.

For a while, the whole room was filled with an unpleasant stench, and even Li Bu, who was standing guard at the door, was alarmed.

"What happened to Zhao Guan, how can there be a stench?"

Li Bu covered his nose as he knocked on the door, and the stench in the room wafted out little by little through the crack in the door.

When Zhao Feng opened the door, a strong and pungent smell came to his face, which frightened Li Bu by taking several steps back.

"What are you doing in the room?"

Zhao Feng looked embarrassed, he couldn't say that he couldn't hold back a fart from practice.

"I've got a bad stomach, you go outside the yard first, it's too smelly here. ”

Zhao Feng persuaded him with good intentions, but Li couldn't leave this courtyard because of his duty, but the smell was really unbearable.

"The lowly post is waiting outside the courtyard, and the official Zhao will call me if he has something. ”

In desperation, Li Bu had no choice but to leave the courtyard and stand at the base of the wall not far away to breathe in the fresh air.

After Li Bu left, Zhao Feng held his breath and hurriedly opened all the doors and windows in the room.

Over time, the stench in the room finally faded away.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath of fresh air outside the door, wondering if he had made a mistake in practicing somewhere, and planned to re-cultivate according to the above method.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng sat cross-legged on the ground again.

The tongue is on top of the palate, hugging the yuan to one, and the dantian is angry.

Every time I breathe, a breath of heat is generated in my chest, like a raging fire constantly flowing through my body.

Zhao Feng felt as uncomfortable as wearing a cotton jacket in the summer, and took off all his shirts as he practiced.

It's just that Zhao Feng didn't notice that every time he breathed, there would be a red light in the meridians behind him.

Wherever that light went, it sweated profusely.

After the light walked up and down the whole body, he returned to the center of the dantian.

There was a strong soreness in the lower abdomen again, and it continued to squirm down the intestines to the buttocks.

Zhao Feng endured and endured it, but in the end, he couldn't bear it, and released another stinky fart.

Burst!

......

Because Zhao Feng opened the doors and windows in advance, this time the stinky fart spread along the window to the outside of the wall.

It is said that at that time, a group of guards happened to pass by, and everyone vomited and diarrhea when they smelled it.

made Li Shimin think that someone had poisoned him, and searched the palace again.

"There's no reason, is Xiang Yu playing me?"

Zhao Feng took the book and read it again and again, it only recorded the breathing method, and did not explain the consequences or side effects.

Zhao Feng read and read again and again, and it stands to reason that there is no problem with the book.

But every time I breathe, except for fart, there is no pain or itching all over my body, and nothing special happens.

Liu Bang and Xiang Yu are such famous figures, they shouldn't lie to me.

And when Xiang Yu gave the book to himself, he clearly reminded him that it would definitely be useful in the future, right...... Is it the problem with Li Bu's translation?

Zhao Feng took the book and went to find Li Bu outside the courtyard.

I saw Li Bu hiding at the farthest wall, and the stinky fart just now also floated to him, Li Bu couldn't stand it and could only hide from afar.

As soon as he saw Zhao Feng coming out shirtless, he didn't dare to step forward, so he could only ask from afar.

"Your Excellency, ...... Are you sick and need me to go to a doctor?"

"I'm fine, I just want to ask you, have you read the translation of this book?"

Zhao Feng wanted to know if it was a problem with the translation, which caused him to fart all the time.

Li Bu hurriedly shook his head, as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he dealt with countless secret documents every day.

Secrecy is particularly important, and leaking secrets is a recipe for death.

Moreover, in order to prevent leakage, Li Bu found five of the oldest scribes to copy.

These people don't know each other, and there is no way they can collude or make mistakes.

"My lord, what you ordered, Xia Guan would never dare to be sloppy, after the translation of this book, Xia Guan sent it directly. ”

After getting a clear answer, Zhao Feng was in a dilemma.

Translation is fine, but it's not always a good idea to fart for no reason.

Is this book meant to help the intestines digest?

Zhao Feng felt indescribably depressed in his heart, and just as he was about to go back to the room, a cold arrow suddenly appeared in the shadows, shooting towards the back of his heart.

"Be careful, sir!"

Ding.

......

Li Bu drew his sword to cut off the cold arrow, and a figure crossed the wall and quickly disappeared into the darkness of the night.

"Don't move here, sir!"

Li Bu asked Zhao Feng to return to the room, and he went to chase the black shadow.

The Holy Lord laid out the layout in advance to close the four gates of the palace, and some people finally couldn't help it.

Zhao Feng hurriedly returned to his room and closed all the doors and windows.

The situation just now really scared Zhao Feng, if it wasn't for Li Bu's quick reaction, he would probably have been stabbed to death.

I don't know who is in such a hurry to kill me.

You must come back as soon as possible to protect me.

Zhao Feng waited anxiously in the room, and after a long time, there was a knock at the door.

Zhao Feng thought that Li Bu was back, and hurriedly went to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, a stream of aroma came to his face, and Zhao Feng suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and he fell directly to the ground with a bang.

"Make a quick move and lift the person to the bed. ”

After Zhao Feng fell, two black-clothed men walked in from the door, tiptoed, and threw Zhao Feng, who was sleeping like a dead pig, onto the bed.

"Why don't we kill him, my lord? ”

"You don't understand this, the master plans to torture him slowly, you and I just need to do our own thing, don't sweep the master's Yaxing. ”

After that, the two men in black hid something under Zhao Feng's pillow, and then quietly left the room.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Feng woke up from the bed leisurely, and his whole brain was as uncomfortable as paste.

He vaguely remembered that he heard someone knock on the door, and then he went to open it, and what happened after that, he had no memory at all.

Zhao Feng felt very weird, and planned to get up and drink a glass of water to suppress the shock.

As soon as I sat up, I found that under the pillow, there was a hard thing, and when I took it out, I saw that it was a black stone.

Tears of the Night!

Zhao Feng's mind instantly cleared up, and he immediately looked at the night tear in his hand, no matter which angle he observed, this night tear seemed to be real.

Don't?

......

"Yes, it's in this room, someone!

At this moment, there was a noise at the door, and Zhao Feng suddenly turned over and rushed to the door.

Through the crack in the door, dozens of gold-armored warriors with weapons in their hands were found walking into the courtyard, led by Zhao Gao, who had just slapped himself.

"It's just that this room hasn't been searched yet, and the Holy Lord has ordered that even if the palace is turned over, the thieves who stole into the treasure house will be caught. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Feng flashed countless thoughts, and immediately understood where the night tear in his hand came from.

This sucks!

If they were to see themselves holding the Tears of the Night, even if there were a thousand mouths, they wouldn't be able to explain it.

......