"Division. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info. Master, how did it become like this?"

"I said you kid knows that you're scared, if you continue to ignore it like that, within three years you will be ruined, and you will lie in bed for the rest of your life!"

Originally, it was shocking enough to see his whole arm turn blue, but after hearing Ke Yuanhe's words again, he was even more frightened and almost dumbfounded, and finally retorted in a low voice: "That... Those ancient generals killed a lot of people.,He.。。 Why aren't they angry?"

Ke Yuanhe's hands were measuring the distance on his arms, and after hearing his words, he glanced at him, shook his head, and then said: "Do you see any one who kills too many people and has a good end in the end?" And you have to know one thing, many famous generals are all-round talents in civil and military affairs, they only need to arrange troops in the rear, and they will not come into contact with evil qi at all. ”

After a pause, he followed: "The last and most important point, people more or less know how to avoid harm, how can they be like you!hey~" Ke Yuanhe didn't say anything like him, just kept shaking his head.

"I... ”

Fang Yuanshan wanted to say something, but he couldn't. As his master said, people don't have to take action in person at all, just command in the rear. Like him, he rushed to the forefront every time, and the two particularly murderous ones, the number of dead and wounded thousands, were all killed by his own hands, and they were no less inferior than those ancient generals.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Fang Yuanshan became, looked at his master's lowered head, and said with a mournful face: "Master, you must save me, I can't die!"

"Okay, I can't die!~"

Seeing that Ke Yuanhe had already begun to do something, he immediately closed his mouth. I saw his hand measuring on Fang Yuanshan's wrist, making a mark every few inches, and it went all the way to his armpit.

Then Ke Yuanhe got up and went to the room to find a piece of white cloth, and used scissors to cut out dozens of strips of cloth twenty centimeters long and one inch wide. After putting down the scissors, start from the armpit and start to tie them up one by one according to the previous mark.

His arms bulged under the bandage of the cloth, but they were still blue and gray within the range of the silver needle, and when the red spread to the blue gray, Ke Yuanhe continued to walk towards the lower bread.

All the way to his wrist, the muscles on it were about to turn purple, but the strange thing was that his entire right hand turned into a fish gall, which was very scary.

Without too much hesitation, after Ke Yuanhe finished tying the strips of cloth on his wrists, he immediately took a few silver needles from the box, and in a blink of an eye, they had been tied to the tips of his right fingers, and the five fingers were like this. Then he took a clear glass bottle out of the box, opened the lid, and placed it on the table.

"呲~"

Starting from his thumb, Ke Yuanhe pulled out the silver needles one by one, and replaced them with the next one after the blood on them turned to a normal color.

After all of them were finished, they wiped them with an alcohol cotton ball, and then untied the cloth strips for him one by one. Amazingly, the color of the arm, which was still blue-gray before, had returned to its normal blood-red color after the strip of cloth was untied.

Fang Yuanshan was pleasantly surprised: "Isn't it already good?"

"What a fart, where is this? I can't finish it in ten days and half a month!"

After listening to Ke Yuanhe's words, Fang Yuanshan turned into a bitter gourd face again. His space is quite awesome, and even the bullets embedded in the flesh can be taken away. But this invisible and untouchable evil qi is not something that space can contain~

Ke Yuanhe was already packing up his things, and when Fang Yuanshan saw that he was still poked with silver needles on his body, he shouted again and again: "Hey, master, master, what should I do with the things on my body?"

"Cold salad~"

“。。。。 ”

Encountering such an unreliable master, Fang Yuanshan felt that he was out of options, so he had to beg: "Your old man is doing well, how can I sleep with this needle poked all over my body?"

Ke Yuanhe raised his head and said in surprise: "Who said you should sleep?"

"It's not a master... That.. I can't just sit here, can I?"

"I'll teach you a set of spitting kung fu later, and you can stand outside the house!"

"Ahh

As soon as Fang Yuanshan heard that he was allowed to stand on the pile, and it was still a night, not only was he dumbfounded, but even his legs and stomach began to tremble. He snorted, "Master... You.. You're not kidding me, are you? I've just recovered a little, and if I stand all night, I'll have to be exhausted tomorrow!"

Ke Yuanhe looked at him funny, and said after a while: "It's okay, your body is as strong as a cow, you can't die~"

“。。。。 ”

He doesn't need to say the following words, spoping and rolling is probably useless to this old way, and he can choke him to death with two sentences in the first two words: Do you want to die? Do you still want to learn Qimen Dunjia?

He didn't wear any clothes, followed Ke Yuanhe out of the bamboo house, and when he arrived at a vacant lot in front of the house, he gestured with his chin and said: "Just stand there, hold your hands round, your feet slightly apart, your knees slightly bent, and your tongue against your palate; remember, your mind is empty, don't think nonsense; your breathing should be clockwise, and your hands should expand and contract with your breathing." ”

After standing up according to Lao Dao's requirements, Fang Yuanshan felt that it was okay, not the kind of way that made him unbearable. After the old saying was finished, he asked, "What is clockwise breathing?"

"Inhale and the abdomen should be raised, and the exhalation and abdomen should be closed!"

"Oh~"

After he said that he understood, Ke Yuanhe didn't say anything more, and walked towards the house with his hands behind his back, leaving Fang Yuanshan shirtless and accepting the baptism of the mountain fog in the middle of the night.

Standing was not tired, but Fang Yuanshan always unconsciously remembered the situation in the dungeon this time, as well as the stone sword that was slowly devouring in the space, as well as the situation in Xiangjiang and Brazil, and his mind suddenly became a mess.

I don't know how long I thought about it, until he choked and spitted out the liquid, he suddenly remembered what Ke Yuanhe said with his tongue against the palate, and then found that the hands holding the ball had already stopped moving, and even the inner eight characters seemed to have become a normal standing posture...

Hurriedly gather his mind, and after standing up again, he tried to get rid of the distractions in his heart, and as long as he was thinking nonsense, he immediately said in his heart, "If you think about it again, you will die." He forcibly threatened himself like this, and he didn't know how long it took, but he finally felt as if he had found the trick.

At about six o'clock the next morning, feeling someone whispering something in his ear, Fang Yuanshan slowly opened his eyes, it turned out that the master was standing in front of the bamboo house and calling himself. Seeing that he was awake, Ke Yuanhe paced over and said, "The clear qi rises, the turbid qi sinks, and then I rub my face with my hands, scratch my hair, and pat my body again~"

After doing what Ke Yuanhe said, he shook the silver needle on his body and followed him into the house. There was already a bowl of porridge and two side dishes on the table. Fang Yuanshan suddenly laughed: "Oh, master, how embarrassing do you think this?, if you have something to do, the disciple will obey him, and let your old man prepare a meal for me, I really don't want to go~" After finishing speaking, he stopped brushing his teeth, raised his legs and prepared to go over for breakfast.

"Don't go, don't go~"

Ke Yuanhe grabbed the muscle block on his back that did not have a silver needle inserted, and when Fang Yuanshan looked at him with a puzzled face, he said dissatisfiedly: "Who said it was for you to eat?"

"No, Master. I've been standing all night, and I'm still a sick person, and if I don't eat anything, I'll be hungry and faint. ”

Ke Yuanhe didn't look at his "pitiful" appearance, walked over to the table and sat down and said, "You are in the detoxification period now, and you can't eat anything, otherwise wouldn't my efforts be in vain?"

"Can't eat for detoxification?"

Fang Yuanshan blinked his eyes, and then remembered that last night, this cheap master said that detoxification would take ten days and half a month, and he suddenly called out in a "whoosh" voice: "Master~~ You can do it. I've just come back from the ghost gate... You're going to push me into the fire pit again... ”

Fang Yuanshan had a handful of snot and tears, rolled his eyes when he cried, and when he turned around, he was still dragging his arm, and said angrily: "Let go, let go~ Did I say I'm going to starve you to death?"

As soon as Fang Yuanshan heard this, he immediately put down his hand, blinked his eyes without a drop of tears and asked, "Could it be that the master still has any perfect tonic pills?"

"I'll have it with a smile and half a step, do you want it?"

Seeing Ke Yuanhe's smiling face, Fang Yuanshan felt that this time he had met someone who could really manage himself. Stiff smiled: "That's still it~"

There was no need for him to ask more, Ke Yuanhe on the side said: "I have already informed Jingwu, and the doctor will come over to hang saline for you to ensure that you can't die." ”

“。。。。 (To be continued.) )