The foot Taiyin and spleen meridians start from the hidden white acupoint, and finally the Dabao acupoint under the armpit, a total of 21 acupoints. For the meridians of the human body, the bush leaves can be said to be ripe. It only took about an hour to dredge the Zutai Yin and Spleen Meridian for the woman.

When the bush leaves let go of one of the woman's beautiful feet, the woman's head hung lower. However, he quickly lifted the cotton wool covering his body, and kowtowed to Cong Ye twice on the kang to show his gratitude. From beginning to end, the woman did not raise her head to look at the bush leaves.

It was Qian Ying next to her, who kept looking at Cong Ye intently. Especially the fingers that Cong Ye pressed on Qian Ying's mother's feet, Qian Ying watched for a long time. If Cong Ye could turn his head to look at Qian Ying beside him, he would find that Qian Ying's face was full of joy, surprise, and an indescribable expression.

When Cong Ye stood up and commanded Qian Ying:

"Wipe your mother's body. I'll come back early tomorrow morning. ”

"Uncle, please stay."

Cong Ye didn't think much about Qian Ying's sudden change of title, after all, he had always called his mother sister-in-law, and it was reasonable for Qian Ying to call her uncle.

"Xiaoying, what's wrong?"

"Where does Big Brother live?"

"I,"

Looking at Qian Ying's big black eyes, Cong Ye really couldn't lie and say that he lived in an inn.

"Xiaoying, why don't you ask your uncle to stay and live in the east room."

The woman on the kang did not call Cong Ye "big brother" anymore, nor did she directly persuade Cong Ye to stay, but asked her daughter Xiaoying to persuade Cong Ye. This somewhat attracted Cong Ye's attention, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the kang. Just now, when the woman lifted the cotton wool and kowtowed to herself, Cong Ye noticed that the woman's lower body was only wearing a close-fitting underwear, and her upper body was just wearing a patched coat. At this time, I happened to see the woman also raise her head and look at her, and her eyes were clearly revealing infinite tenderness, and such eyes were not unfamiliar. I have seen it from Yan Chengcheng, Bai Wei, and even Xiang Qing and Yun Lan.

It was this hope that made Cong Ye's heart soften, and he subconsciously nodded and agreed.

Cong Ye followed Qian Ying to the east room, and there was a large wooden bed, which was placed under the window near the south. On the bed was a smooth chair, and a neat and tidy quilt. Obviously, the conditions are much better than those in the west, and Cong Ye doesn't know why their mother and daughter don't live here?

"Xiaoying, report the quilt to the west for you to use at night, I don't need it."

"Uncle, my mother won't agree. You just sit down and rest, and I'll scrub my mother's body, and then make dinner for my uncle. ”

Cong Ye didn't say anything more, and sat cross-legged on the bed as soon as he lifted his feet. However, Cong Ye was still very curious in her heart, Qian Ying said that she would make dinner later, what could she use to make dinner?

When Cong Ye, who was meditating with her eyes closed, was woken up by Qian Ying, Cong Ye saw the rice bowl she was holding in her hand, and finally understood what she was cooking for dinner. It turned out that I made a bowl of noodle soup with steamed buns that I didn't want to eat at noon, and put them in boiling water.

Cong Ye's heart suddenly soured, and he hurriedly said to Qian Ying:

"Put it here first, I'll go out and come back and eat."

After speaking, no matter how Qian Ying behind him stopped him, Cong Ye still came to the street, and did not rush to the steamed bun shop again, but strolled around the street.

"You have to find a way to make money."

Just as Cong Ye was walking and pondering, he heard a few young people around him shouting:

"Big brother, hurry up, you can't see anything."

"Yes, big brother. Tonight is the last night. If no one had beaten down that Southern Barbarian, the thousand taels of silver would have been cheaper for the Southern Barbarian. ”

"Don't you two scare like that, okay? What's the use of not being convinced, if you have the ability to go up and fight yourself?! ”

"Hmph, if my father had promised me to practice martial arts when I was a child, maybe I would have beaten the Southern Barbarians all over the ground by now."

Cong Ye didn't care about anything else, what he cared about was the thousand taels of silver in their words, and it seemed to be a ring, and whoever won could get a thousand taels of silver. When he was really sleepy, someone sent a pillow, Cong Ye was overjoyed, and followed the three brothers forward.

The ring is located in the center of the north city of the town, Cong Ye has been in the city for three days, and he has also walked around here, but he did not find a ring at that time. I followed the three brothers today, and when I came over again, I found that the so-called ring was pitiful. Maybe it's not appropriate to say small, it should be pitifully low, just half a meter above the ground. Apparently a square wooden platform that was put away during the day and pulled out at night. The entire wooden platform is no more than 10 meters long and 8 meters wide. And judging from the stakes supported below, it is clear that they were put together with several planks.

It's not like what I saw in the previous book, there are "punching the Nanshan Tiger and kicking the Dragon of the East China Sea" on both sides of the ring, arrogant couplets, and no gongs and drums to cheer. The only thing that felt the momentum was the crowd around the ring.

The champion on the stage, Cong Ye squeezed into the gap of the people and carefully observed for a while. It was indeed a sturdy figure, with bulging tendons and flesh everywhere on his bare arms and legs under his short shirt. The stubble on his face, in the not very bright moonlight at night, made his whole face look black. However, the two eyes are blazing, and the temples are also showing signs of bulging, and at first glance he is a practitioner who has been practicing for many years, and he is a practitioner who has cultivated both inside and outside.

The champion stood quietly in the center of the ring, with his hands folded in front of his chest, neither speaking nor making any arrogant movements.

After looking at it for a while, I saw a person who looked like an official come out and shouted to everyone in the audience:

"Tonight is the last night of the Champion Murong Yun's guard, if no one defeats the Murong Champion before the end of the day, then the one thousand taels of silver rewarded by the City Lord will go to Murong Yun. If someone can defeat the Murong Champion before the time, the 1,000 taels of silver will go to the attacker. ”

Speaking of this, the man paused, slowly glanced at the audience, and announced loudly again:

"The assault begins."

As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, and if you don't work hard, someone will go up and attack.

Although he saw that the champion Murong Yun was not very arrogant, he was unusually ruthless when he started to move, and almost all of his moves were fatal moves. The cong leaves watching from the audience couldn't help frowning. Although this can have a certain deterrent effect, it will also attract public anger.

Sure enough, the crowd watching in the audience has begun to be dissatisfied with the ruthlessness of the champion and accused.

I have to say that Murong Yun's martial arts are quite good, and he quickly defeated three attackers, and according to the rules of the ring, every half an hour, the champion rests for a quarter of an hour.

Cong Ye had already decided in his heart to go up, not for anything else, but for the thousand taels of silver. It's just that he hasn't decided whether to go up as much as he can, or wait until the end. Seeing that after Murong Yun had rested for a quarter of an hour, after waiting for a while before anyone came on stage, Cong Ye raised his feet and squeezed out of the crowd, and walked to the ring step by step very steadily. Alternative Medicine

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