After hearing all this, Wang Zhong's heart was horrified, and it was impossible to describe it in words.

Especially what the old man said, the nine types of women.

What is the natural charm of the bones, the fragrant skin and jade body, the wealth and prosperity...... It all feels amazing.

"Old man, is there really such a woman in this world?" Swallowing his saliva, Wang Zhong asked suspiciously.

Old man Huang's eyes showed a little reminiscence, and he nodded slightly. "Yes."

"They are like a pearl in the vast sea of people, no matter where they are, they are also a well-deserved focus."

"How can you tell that?"

After groping in his arms a few times, Old Man Huang took out three yellowed pages, sighed, and put them on the table.

"I haven't told you these things before, because your internal skills are not at home, and I am afraid that it will affect your practice. But now...... It's useless...... Hey......"

"Women with nine physiques are all treasures in the world, and of course they are different from ordinary people. They can be distinguished by palmistry, face, hip line, Shougong sand, and Aoi Shui. ”

Scratching his head, Wang Zhong asked again, "Master, I know everything about Shougong Sha, what is Kwai Shui?" What do you think? ”

"It's a menstrual affair! Great Auntie! It's all written above, and it's not a thing! ”

was scolded, Wang Zhong couldn't help but pick up the three pieces of paper and look at them roughly.

Nine vivid springs on paper. Palace. The figure, equipped with dense analytical text, looks a little big.

However, the nine pictures are really exciting, and after the so-called large-scale posters, Wang Zhong's saliva is about to flow out.

Syllable!

Another slap on the head, "Put it away first, listen to me!" ”

Wang Zhong sighed, wiped his saliva, and asked with a smiling face, "Master, then what should I do now?" Shouldn't we find out all nine types of women? What's inside......"

Old man Huang snorted coldly and threw Wang Zhong a large white eye.

"Where in the world is there such a simple thing? In all dynasties, many Huang Yanjing practiced the Heart Sutra, but there has never been one who has been able to successfully bring nine women into the room. ”

"The women of the nine physiques are all the darlings of God, and their achievements are much higher than ordinary women. Some physiques are even rare in a hundred years. Even emperors have a hard time capturing their hearts. ”

"Like a disaster to the country and the people, up and down for 5,000 years, only four women can have such a face, and an average of 1,000 years will not give birth to one."

Wang Zhong gasped, but he didn't learn history in vain, "Could it be the four beauties of ancient China, Xi Shi, Diao Chan, Wang Zhaojun and Yang Yuhuan?" ”

"!"

"You've got a kick in the head?"

Speaking of these, Old Man Huang's eyes were full of yearning, "Although the four of them are also one of the nine physiques, they are far from being a disaster for the country and the people. ”

"For 5,000 years, the women who can be worthy of these four words are the beloved concubine of King Zhou You, Bao Xi, for her, the princes of King You's beacon fire drama have buried a great country in vain."

"Second, it is a generation of empress Wu Zetian, as for the third and fourth, they were all born in the last thousand years, that is, Chen Yuanyuan of the Ming Dynasty, and Cixi of the Qing Dynasty......"

Hearing this, Wang Zhong only felt that the history teacher was weak.

If all this is done in history class, absolutely no one will doze off.

After saying this in one breath, the old man stared at Wang Zhong for a long time, then sighed and patted his buttocks, "Xiao Zhongzi, I'm leaving." ”

"Your external skills have been accomplished, and the operation method of turning essence into qi in the Heart Sutra is also remembered here. What you can achieve in the future is up to you. ”

From the old man's tone, Wang Zhong heard a deep sense of disappointment.

It was like a big stone pressed in my heart, heavy and tight.

Wang Zhong knew that it seemed that this time, he really hit him.

"Where are you going? Do you want to pay it back? ”

"I'm not coming back." The old man waved his hand, "Go to Arabia and find your six sisters." It's been three years, and I don't know how they're doing now? ”

Even if he felt uncomfortable in his heart, Wang Zhong almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

There are still six wives, even if it is Arabia, you can only marry five wives at most, okay?

However, after thinking about it, Wang Zhong couldn't laugh anymore.

The old man's strength is unfathomable, and if nothing else, he may really have six masters.

"Laughing at what? Let me tell you, all of your six masters are as beautiful as immortals. Hmph, old man, I used to chase them all down one by one. ”

The old man touched his bald head and sighed with emotion, "Xiao Zhongzi, if you break Yuanyang's body, I will be disappointed, but I don't blame you." After all, I didn't do that back then. There is really what kind of master there is, what kind of apprentice. ”

"Practice hard, maybe we will meet again in the future."

Reluctantly confessed, Old Man Huang didn't want to say more, and his toes were a little bit, like a gust of wind blowing through the room.

Wang Zhong hurriedly got up and chased out, only to see a thin figure, like a phantom in the faint morning light, and disappeared into the distance after a few turns.

In the morning light, Wang Zhong stood quietly until the figure of the old man completely disappeared from sight.

The rising sun shone on his face, and Wang Zhong's eyes were a little heavy and a little resolute.

"Master, I won't let you down." Wang Zhong muttered to himself, and then said in a quieter voice, "Next time, I will definitely be blue." ”

……

Bell bell bell ...... Bell bell bell ......

Stepping on the bell of the class, Wang Zhong went straight into the classroom through the back door and sat in the empty last row.

At a glance, the teacher hadn't come yet, and the huge classroom was sparse, and there weren't even thirty people enough.

Since I was promoted to the third year of high school, there have been fewer people in the class.

Basically, every once in a while, someone has a party and a big farewell feast.

These people are all from good family conditions, and they can't look down on domestic universities, so they go to study abroad, hoping to have a higher starting point in the future.

However, Wang Zhong is rarely invited to such gatherings.

First, he has no family background, and second, his academic performance is not outstanding, who wants to ask him to eat and drink for nothing?

"Let's go, it's best to finish. In a quiet place, Lao Tzu just slept soundly. With a mutter, he took out a soft SpongeBob SquarePants pillow from the drawer, and Wang Zhong sat down comfortably.

I was so tired last night that I almost collapsed, and this morning the old man is gone.

Physically and mentally exhausted, let's sleep.

As soon as Wang Zhong lay down, his eyelids drooped, and he closed his eyes and recuperated.

In the front row of the classroom, occasionally there were students who finally took their eyes off the book, and when they turned around, they saw Wang Zhong's lazy appearance, some looked down on him, and some were also a little envious.

What a leisurely life.

About ten minutes later, there was the crisp sound of high heels on the floor outside the door.

Then the door was pushed open, and a dignified woman with a little charm entered the door, and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, there is some traffic jam on the road, and the teacher is late." ”

The students stood up to say hello, bringing up a large stool with the cacophony of rubbing against the floor.

Wang Zhong opened his eyes, and a few traces of disgust flowed in his eyes.

It's not that the dream that is about to start is disturbed, but it is purely aimed at this female teacher.

Her name is Mei Qian, the head teacher, and she really looks a little good.

Especially the long legs that are wrapped in black silk all year round, slender, round, a little fat, a little thinner, is simply the most outstanding handicraft made by God, which can make any man smitten.

It is said that many male compatriots in the class have used her as a fantasy object when they jerk off.

Wang Zhong had viciously thought more than once that Mei Qian was wearing a teacher's professional suit, with black silk beautiful legs, and she would definitely be a hot mess when she went to shoot a movie.

Wang Zhong, who prides herself on being kind, dislikes this beautiful teacher very much because her obsession with material things has really reached a point where even the corrupt officials of the Celestial Empire are ashamed of themselves.

The competition in the experimental class is fierce, and as long as one student's math performance regresses, Mei Qian will use the problem to play and let the student invite his parents.

The purpose is self-explanatory.

If you want money, a card, a cigarette, or a drink, you almost don't want a house or a car.

And the winter and summer vacations every year are an excellent opportunity for Mei Qian to make money, and it is almost crazy to run make-up classes, and it is said that the income of a holiday is at least six figures.

This can be seen only from her Chanel professional dress and Hermès bag in her hand.

"Students, let's take a math test in this class."

In a sigh, Mei Qian took out a stack of test papers and distributed them one by one with a smile.

"Wang Zhong, wake up, the exam is over, your papers." When she arrived at Wang Zhong, Mei Qian's tone was a little unkind.

No homeroom teacher would like a student who sleeps well in class.

For Mei Qian, she was very, extremely, very disgusted with Wang Zhong.

If she were the principal, she would definitely be desperate to transfer Wang Zhong out of her class.

"Put it there, please put it there first, I'm a little tired, rest for a while, and wait to do it." Wang Zhong Nunu lips and said lazily.

Although he doesn't look at Mei Qian's surname, Wang Zhong doesn't want to be too presumptuous, and his attitude towards her is okay.

Wang Zhong knew that Mei Qian definitely had real talent and learning.

She came to Jianghai No. 1 Middle School two years ago, and in just one year, she went from an ordinary mathematics teacher to the best experimental class in the school step by step as a class teacher.

Now, every math test in the school uses her test questions.

If she wasn't so greedy for money, Wang Zhong would definitely do whatever she could...... Soak her!

"Playing games all night at night? Wang Zhong, look at what you have become now? If you don't want to study, leave early, students like you are not welcome in our class! ”

Hearing this scathing voice, Wang Zhong clenched his fists tightly, his brows furrowed, but he restrained himself to death, pursed his lips and did not speak, pulled over the pillow, and buried his head in it.

Seeing Wang Zhong like this, Mei Qian's heart was even more angry.

How can there be such garbage students in the experimental class, it's a shame!

His academic performance was not good, and he never came to ask his parents to come, for many reasons, either sick or on a business trip.

In order not to let Wang Zhong's grades lag behind the class, she didn't know how many times she had applied to the principal to transfer Wang Zhong to the ordinary class.

However, each time the principal disagreed.

Because, Wang Zhong was admitted to Jianghai No. 1 Middle School with the first strong result in the city!