Miao Xiaodao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Boss, it's not been two years since I returned to Linhai, and I'm just a little minion who walks in the gang until now, if you can know that what you just said is already a jack of all trades, you don't have to test me again." ”

Fang Wuxian and his jaw head pretending to be 13 nodded, "I basically understand the situation, however, I have a question, how many people can be produced from each side of the horse race?" I wonder what the results of Shenzhenmen in the past horse racing? ”

"The eight sides of the game, each side of the force out of three people, divided into three games, each game to win the top three, the final winner of the nine people again. In order to give the new forces a chance, six additional places were added to the competition, which were evenly distributed among the first three games, and if the new forces could break into the fourth game, they would become the seaside upstarts. The power of the Shenzhenmen is stable, and it usually does not fight or grab, and every game is just a scene, and it is said that many times even the first fourth game cannot be entered. ”

Fang Wuxian said: "Then the request I promised you this time is just a scene!" ”

Miao Xiaodao's face was slightly red, "Actually, I think they don't care much about the game. Shenzhenmen is different from other forces, their status is somewhat transcendent, and not competing just allows them to gain the favor of all forces, and it makes no sense to make too much money, and their purpose is just to participate in activities. ”

Fang Wuxian snorted coldly: "They calculated well, and they didn't think about giving you freedom at all. But you're lucky to have met me. What do you think of Black Dragon? ”

At the mention of the black dragon, Miao Xiaodao said excitedly: "I have never seen such a divine horse!" Riding it is like riding a gust of wind, fast and steady, and I think we will win the race! ”

Fang Wuxian corrected: "It's not us, it's you, win the game for your freedom." Go, ask your little girlfriend, what's wrong with the black dragon, is it easy to cure? ”

"Yes, it's us!" Miao Xiaodao was still a young man, and he was easily bewitched by Fang Wuxie, he walked to Gongsun Jingrou's side and said to Gongsun Jingrou: "How is it, can you determine the problem with the black dragon?" ”

Gongsun Jingrou nodded, and the other party said innocently: "Brother innocent, how did you do it, it is really amazing that you can teach a horse to practice qi." ”

Fang Wuxian really didn't understand this time, but it didn't affect him to pretend to be profound, "Oh, do you know what qi is? ”

Gongsun Jingsoft said: "Master once said that all things are born with their own potential, and the physical body and soul are created by heaven and earth, and the blessing is the deepest, the potential is unlimited, and the power of its qi and blood can be immortal. This kind of strength of qi and blood is the so-called strength of martial arts practice. ”

Fang Wuxian was shocked when he heard Gongsun Jingrou's explanation. When Su Fei taught him the knife technique in the old forest, he mentioned the power of his own qi and blood, and said that if he could one day mobilize the power of his body's qi and blood, he would be far better than her with a single blow.

In Fang Wuxie's eyes, Su Fei's martial arts were already close to immortal arts, far better than what she had, and he didn't dare to think about it at all. Moreover, Su Fei only taught him the knife technique, and did not tell him how to operate qi and blood, in his opinion, the operation of qi and blood is simply an immortal method that is beyond the reach of mortals, and he does not dare to hope for it at all.

But at this time, Fang Wuxian heard someone mention this method again, and his heart was extremely excited, but he pretended to be indifferent: "Then do you know how to operate qi?" ”

Gongsun Jingrou smiled: "Shizun only mentioned Jingrou occasionally, but did not talk about it in detail, only said that there is a fate to gain or lose, just let it be." Jingrou knew very little about qi, so she made the innocent big brother laugh. ”

"Seeing a laughing yarn, I want to say that I don't know anything about energy, that's really laughing." Fang Wuxian thought for a while in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, my knowledge of qi is limited, at least now I don't have it. ”

Miao Xiaodao smiled: "I and Jingrou can sense this. But the boss's body is transparent and flawless, and the vigor of qi and blood is rare in the world, and I am afraid that it is not far from generating energy. It's just that I never thought that a horse could generate energy. ”

Although Fang Wuxian didn't know why Miao Xiaodao and the others were able to sense their own condition, they guessed that it might be the divine power of the gods, or maybe it was the impact of the dark red airflow of the forbidden land that day, which created the situation of "the flesh body is permeable, and the qi and blood are vigorous". He rolled his eyes, thinking that if he continued to talk about this issue, perhaps the image of the master would collapse, so he began to inquire about the situation of the black dragon in detail.

It turned out that the black dragon's neck had been seriously injured, and it fell into the root of the disease, and the energy would be blocked when it reached here, and it would not be able to pass smoothly, which caused the horse's mane to continue to grow, and also seriously hindered the growth of the energy.

This disease is not too serious, as long as you find the acupuncture points and use the method of gold needles to puncture the acupoints to release the blood congestion, you can let the qi and blood pass smoothly.

If it is an ordinary horse, it only needs one injection to heal, but the black dragon is a divine horse with strength, its qi and blood are too vigorous, almost multiple of ordinary horses, and after applying the needle, it will accumulate again before it heals. Only the accurate application of the needle by the master of qi can completely understand the root cause of the disease, otherwise the needle must be applied every three days to ensure the normal operation of the qi in the black dragon's body.

Fang Wuxian carefully recalled every word Miao Xiaodao and Gongsun Jingrou had said, judging from his experience, this was not some serial scheme, and the two teenagers did not deceive him. And these two teenagers have excellent hearts, not to say that they must be good people, but they promise that they will not be bad people. Thinking that his future is unpredictable, it is impossible to lead the black dragon everywhere he goes to Huzhou, if the black dragon is entrusted to the two, it is not a good choice.

With this idea, Fang Wuxian didn't continue to pretend to be a master, and told Gongsun Jingrou to apply the needle first, and if the conditions permitted, he would have to trouble her every three days.

Gongsun Jingrou smiled softly and did not speak, and only after the needle was applied did Shi Shiran say: "Thank you for the trust of the innocent brother, with this first injection, Jingrou can be regarded as a veterinarian, and she will definitely treat the black dragon with all her heart in the future." ”

Fang Wuxie's mind was full of black lines, and only then did he know that the little girl actually practiced with a black dragon, and said with some displeasure: "Are all the people of your Divine Needle Sect practicing medicine like this?" ”

"Brother Innocent, don't worry, Xiaodao and I have a special ability, and we won't have problems because we can't find the acupuncture points. In fact, Jingrou used to give a knife a needle a lot, but it was the first time for a horse with strength. Gongsun Jingrou blushed and said, "Jingrou just doesn't understand, what does the innocent big brother mean when he says that the people of the Divine Needle Gate practice medicine?" Could it be that there are also people in the Divine Needle Gate who have obtained such an adventure as Jingrou and learned medical skills? ”

Fang Wuxian blurted out, "Isn't your Divine Needle Sect a medical sect?" ”

Gongsun Jingrou and Xiaodao glanced at each other, Miao Xiaodao guessed that Fang Wuxian was testing Jingrou's identity, and explained: "Boss, the stunt of the Divine Needle Gate is the Nine Phoenix Dynasty, although it is rumored to be a top-level acupuncture method in the outside world, it is not a medical needle, but a needle for sewing, and this clothing technique is not the other medical skill."

Shenzhenmen relies on clothing skills to walk the rivers and lakes, tailor-made and unique, representing the highest achievement in the clothing industry, and is the first choice for people with status in China. Moreover, it is said that the needle method of the Divine Needle Gate originated from the swordsmanship of Gongsun Dance, and the people of the Divine Needle Gate do not say that they are all masters, but a sword in their hands is much stronger than ordinary Jianghu people, which is also the reason why the Divine Needle Gate has been inherited for thousands of years. ”

After Miao Xiaodao said this, he looked at Fang Wuxian with some pride, thinking that he should explain like this, he should always dispel the boss's doubts, right?

Fang Wuxian didn't have any doubts, he was just embarrassed by his ignorance, even his thicker skin than ordinary people was a little hot, he coughed dryly, "It's getting late, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

Gongsun Jingrou said that since she was home, there was no need to go out to eat, there were ready-made vegetables in the small courtyard, so she would fry a few side dishes at home. Fang Wuxian didn't have much money on him, so he agreed.

But Heilong was not happy without meat, so he asked Miao Xiaodao to go out and buy ten catties of raw beef, and started to make the best sauce beef in the kitchen.

The kitchen is very large, but there is only one kitchen knife, Fang Wuxian and the others were impatient, took out the pig-killing knife to wipe it clean, and cut the meat with a thunderbolt, but saw Gongsun Jingrou staring at his pig-killing knife with a surprised face.

"No, Xiao Yan has a holiday with this knife, Su Fei once had a friend who had the same knife, what's wrong with this little girl, does she also recognize this knife?" Fang Wuxian was furious when he saw Gongsun Jingrou's eyes, and took the initiative to hand over the pig-killing knife, and said with a smile: "Why, you recognize this knife." ”

Gongsun Jingrou's performance was more than recognition, she was so excited, and even her excited hands trembled a little.

However, after she reached out and held the pig-killing knife, her excited expression gradually faded, and she returned the knife to Fang Wuxie, and asked: "Brother Wuxie, where did you get this knife, although it is not my master's knife, but it looks exactly the same, how can there be such a coincidence in the world!" ”

Fang Wuxian said: "I got this knife by accident when I was a child, and I don't know where it came from. But since your master has an identical one, did he ever say where the knife came from? Where is he now? ”

Gongsun Jingrou shook her head and said, "I haven't been with Shizun for a long time, and I have never heard him say the origin of that knife. Soon after Shizun rescued me to this small courtyard, he left completely, and I don't know where he went. ”

Fang Wuxian said strangely: "Your master is not a person from the Divine Needle Gate, but a person who pleaded for mercy like the Divine Needle Gate at the beginning?" ”

Gongsun Jingrou sighed: "It's a pity that I don't even know the name of the master, and I have asked Xiaodao to look around for the past few years, but there is no news." ”

Fang Wuxian asked, "Do you have a picture of him?" Can you show me. ”

"There is no photo, but I have drawn a picture from memory, innocent brother, you come with me." Gongsun Jingrou took Fang Wuxian to the back room and took out a precious ink painting from the cabinet.

Fang Wuxian wanted to scold his mother after seeing this painting, and said helplessly: "Little sister Jingrou, your painting is good, but this painting is too abstract, the background standing clothes and even the pig-killing knife in your hand are painted so clearly, but this face is blurry, have you never seen the true face of your master?" If the knife can find your master with this painting, he will be too good. ”

Gongsun Jingrou blushed and said: "My master is different from ordinary people, he never hides his face, but no one can remember what he looks like, not even me." ”

Fang Wuxian felt that he was too lonely and unheard, what kind of master was this, a faceling?

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