After a long flight of more than six hours, the plane reached a provincial capital in the northwest of Kyushu. As soon as I got off the plane, I was greeted by an overwhelming heat wave. Jiangcheng is already a relatively hot place, but it can't be compared with this city at all.

It was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and the three of them found a small street shop for a light meal, and the temperature in the store showed that it was 42 degrees.

Long Qing's physique is different from ordinary people, he doesn't feel anything about this kind of high temperature, and there is no sweat on his face at all. Zhao Yan was sweating profusely, and the flush on her fair face rose, showing a delicate beauty that is rarely seen in ordinary times. As for Lin Raojiao, who has a worse physique, she is covered in sweat all over her body, and her hair is soaked into strands of sweat.

"Master, why don't you sweat at all on such a hot day?" asked Lin Raorao very curiously.

Long Qing said with a smile: "That's because your kung fu is not in place, and when you practice to my level, you won't sweat easily." ”

"Really, I thought you were cold!"

Long Qing said with a smile: "Even if it is cold, I will sweat in this situation, and the reason why I don't sweat is because I can control the pores of my body." Long Qing said and stretched out his arm.

Lin Raorao took a closer look, and sure enough, Long Qing's hairs were not lying on the skin like ordinary people, but stood up like tiny needles.

"How did this happen?" Lin Raorao stretched out her IDE arm, trying hard to make the hairs stand up, but no matter how hard she tried, the hairs on her arms still didn't react at all. Zhao Yan also stretched out and gave it a try, but the result was still the same.

Long Qing said: "It's not the strength of the effort, but the sensitivity I mentioned to you. That is, the control of every little muscle. Long Qing said, his arm didn't move, but the hair suddenly fell, and it didn't take long for a fine sweat to slowly seep out of his arm.

"It's magical. Lin Raojiao said, "But I read in the biology book that human pores and hairs are used to sweat and regulate body temperature, Master, if you don't sweat, won't your body be hot?"

"Of course, you can't simply close the pores, in this kind of weather, simply seal the pores, and it won't take long for the body temperature to rise sharply, so it's looking for death. So, you need to do some other things, like lower your heart rate! You can look at my heart rate. ”

Lin Raorao put her hand on Long Qing's wrist, felt it for a while, and said in surprise: "Master, your heart rate is so slow, it will only jump once in about three or four seconds!" Zhao Yan was very surprised when she heard this, and also tried Long Qing's pulse, and sure enough, it was as Lin Raorao said.

"Closing pores, lowering heartbeat, slowing metabolism is actually similar to the principle of ectotherms. Many of the martial arts of human beings are imitated from animals. ”

The two women nodded thoughtfully.

After lunch, Long Qing and the two girls continued to walk forward in the bus. The northwest is close to the desert area, the natural environment is very harsh, and the city is much more barren than the southeast. In less than two hours, the small city that the three of them saw was already in tatters, not even as good as the villages of some rich provinces in the southeast.

The southeast span of Kyushu is very large, because the time is unified to use the time of the capital near the east, so it is very dark in the northwest in summer, it is already nineteen o'clock in the evening, and the sun is still hanging in the sky, which makes Zhao Yan and Lin Raorao feel very novel.

As the car continued to move forward, the scenery outside the window became more and more barren, with sparse trees, cracked soil, and occasional sand. The wind blew, and the fine sand hit the car window, making a small rustling sound.

When I arrived at the town at my destination, it was already past twenty-one in the evening, and it was not yet dark. The town is quite crowded, and there are many stalls selling snacks on both sides of the street. Seeing Long Qing and the three of them, they all cast their eyes on him, without him, Zhao Yan and Lin Raorao are really beautiful.

Beauties like Zhao Yan and Lin Raorao, even in Haicheng, where there are many beauties, stand out from the crowd, let alone in a remote western town. Many people haven't taken their eyes off the two since they saw them.

Long Qing smiled: "Hurry up and eat whatever you want, especially Yanyan, after tonight, I am afraid it will be difficult to eat for many days in the future." ”

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Then I really have to eat better." Let's go, senior sister, please eat whatever you want!"

"Okay, senior sister, then I'm welcome!" Lin Raorao took Zhao Yan's hand and smiled sweetly, and the two immediately walked to a barbecue stall.

The owner was a man in his forties, with a bushy beard, shirtless, and bronzed skin exposed to the outside, which contrasted with the fiery red fire.

Seeing the two women coming, the stall owner was a little cramped, and stammered: "The two ...... Girl, what do you want to eat?"

Zhao Yan immediately ordered a few kinds of skewers, and then Lin Raorao also ordered some.

"Uncle, is the mutton on your stall real?" asked Lin Raorao casually.

"Of course it's true!" the stall owner slowly got used to the feeling of facing beautiful women, and became talkative, "My mutton here is not only real, but also freshly killed." You ask the people around you, and they all know that I slaughter sheep in the slaughterhouse east of the city every morning......"

When the stall owner grilled the skewers, many people slowly got up, after all, such a beauty is something that many people only see in their lives. These people don't have any bad intentions when they come together, they just want to be closer to the beauty. After a while, the booth was already chatting. Zhao Yan didn't talk much, but Lin Raorao answered all questions and looked very cheerful.

After more than ten minutes, the skewers were completely baked, Zhao Yan and Lin Raorao walked out of the crowd with a few cartons, Lin Raorao handed one to Long Qing, and said with a sweet smile: "Master, yours!"

Long Qing took it with a smile and picked up a bunch casually.

The skewers here are no different from those in Jiangcheng, but at this time, the scene is even more enjoyable, and Zhao Yan and Lin Raorao have eaten a lot.

After eating, the three of them found a small hotel nearby and stayed there. The decoration in the hotel is very ordinary, the ground is cement, but fortunately, there is finally a shower in the room, which can allow the three of them to take a beautiful bath.

After taking a bath, it was already nearly twelve o'clock, Long Qing set the alarm clock for six o'clock, and went to sleep. But in the middle of the night, Long Qing, who was in the dark, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

Long Qing didn't turn on the light, quickly put on his clothes, and quietly came to the door and opened the door through a gap. It didn't take long for Long Qing to see four men in civilian clothes walking upstairs, and then, looking around, walked to the front of Lin Raorao's room.

Long Qing's room was diagonally opposite Lin Raorao, and from his angle, he could see everything that happened on the opposite side very clearly!