Lonely men and widows, **, Ning Yuan endured all night, and the rest was not good, although nephrite jade was in his arms, it was inevitable to get his hands up and down, but this environment was really not suitable for being a cave room, so don't say that Ouyang Shasha was unwilling to take the last step, even Ning Yuan did not bear it in his heart.

The next morning, Ouyang Shasha opened her eyes and saw Ning Yuan lying with her head in one hand, looking at her with her eyes open, and she couldn't help but feel a sweetness in her heart, but before she came back to her senses, she felt Ning Yuan's lips come over.

"Hmm, bad guy!" Ouyang Shasha snorted softly, and her red lips were blocked by Ning Yuan, and her already messy clothes were more and more messy.

Ouyang Sasha's figure looked slightly thin on the surface, but it was full of flesh to the touch, which made Ning Yuan a little unable to put it down, until he touched Ouyang Sasha out of breath and Ning Yuan himself was about to lose control, so he stopped.

When I sorted out my clothes and walked out of the room, Liu Dong and Lin Yun were already practicing outside the courtyard, with Liu Dong and Gu Fenglin as sparring partners, Lin Yun's kung fu was a thousand miles a day, and in just a few days, he was almost at the peak of the foreign family.

"Uncle Xiao (Master), Uncle Sasha!" Seeing Ning Yuan and Ouyang Sasha come out, Gu Fenglin and the three of them all stepped forward to say hello with a smile, especially Gu Fenglin, looking at Ning Yuan and the two of them with a bad smile on their faces, the little Ouyang Sasha was a little embarrassed.

"Xiaofeng, how is your kung fu lately?" Ning Yuan walked up to Gu Fenglin and asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Gu Fenglin replied with a smile.

"Come, Uncle Xiao will practice with you, and see if your kung fu has grown." Ning Yuan stretched out a hand and said.

Gu Fenglin's face changed instantly. Hurriedly begged for mercy: "Little uncle." I know wrong. You are already a master of internal strength, why bully my dark energy. ”

"Master, Senior Brother Gu said that Senior Brother Liu and I are not his opponents, and he is a little proud and complacent, you should teach Senior Brother Gu well." Lin Yun was on the side, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"Do you want Sha'er to practice with you?" Ning Yuan asked Gu Fenglin with a smile, seeing Ouyang Shasha with an inexplicable smile, Gu Fenglin hurriedly shook his head, it was obvious that Ning Yuan and the others thought that he was laughing at the elders just now.

There was a burst of laughter. Breakfast was ready, and after breakfast, Ning Yuan and a group of people came to the back mountain together. Standing in front of the tomb of the Qingping Daoist in the back mountain, the figure of the Qingping Daoist appeared in his mind again and again.

Several juniors of Gu Fenglin were busy putting sacrifices on the table, and a group of people stood in turn, Ning Yuan stood in front, Tang Zongqiang and a few people were behind Ning Yuan, and behind was Liu Dong of Gu Fenglin.

After standing up, Ning Yuan looked at the grave of the Qingping Daoist, and then slowly knelt down. Respectfully kowtowed three times.

"Master, it's the New Year. Senior Brother and Senior Brother Yao are also back, and now our Jiuxuanmen is also a little popular, and today our senior brother is here to pick you up and go to Yanjing for the New Year. As he spoke, Ning Yuan kowtowed respectfully again.

Generally, the New Year's sacrifice of the gate sect is very grand, but Jiuxuanmen has not had so many rules, and Ning Yuan and a few people burned paper money in front of the tomb of Qingping Daoist in accordance with the rules of Yangping, praying for the New Year, which can be regarded as inviting the spiritual seat of Qingping Daoist.

Today is already the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, after worshipping the Qingping Daoists, a group of people in Ningyuan did not stay long, went directly down the mountain, went straight to Xiping Airport, and returned to the courtyard at three o'clock in the afternoon.

On the afternoon of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the atmosphere of the Yanjing Festival was even more grand, and every household posted couplets and blessing characters, and the courtyard in Ningyuan was naturally no exception.

After a short rest, Gu Fenglin and Liu Dong moved a large table and placed it in the center of the courtyard, took out the big red paper that had been prepared a long time ago, and began to write couplets.

Ning Yuan, as the head of the Nine Xuanmen, naturally took it upon himself to write couplets, Ouyang Shasha was grinding on the side, Ning Yuan took the brush, groaned slightly, and a line of words jumped on the paper.

"All the best for the festival, congratulations on the New Year!" Looking at the couplet written by Ning Yuan, Gu Fenglin subconsciously pouted and said, "Uncle Junior, isn't this couplet too cheesy." ”

"Vulgarity is elegance, you know what." Ning Yuan looked at his words, nodded with satisfaction: "The festival is a celebration, there is no need to be so alternative, the couplet is cheesy and down-to-earth, it is originally a layman." ”

"Little junior brother's words are good, vulgar is elegant, not bad." Li Yan walked over with a smile and said: "The little junior brother couplet is cheesy, but the words are not cheesy at all, and they already have everyone's style." ”

"Second Senior Brother, don't laugh at me, or you have to do a favor, such a big house, there are a lot of couplets." Ning Yuan said with a smile.

"Don't, my handwriting is still handy, but it's far worse than your handwriting, I'm still not ashamed to be conspicuous." Li Yan smiled and waved his hand.

While laughing with Li Yan, Ning Yuan wrote a couplet, the courtyard is not small, and more than ten blessings were written in the couplet alone, and then the word Fu. When the ink dried, a group of people were busy pasting couplets, hanging lanterns, setting off firecrackers, and many neighbors in the alley also came to join in the fun, and they were busy until dark, and it was time for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in Xiping and Yanjing is basically not much different, they are both dumplings. The dumplings were served, Ning Yuan took the first bowl of dumplings to the portrait of the Qingping Taoist in the main hall, respectfully placed it on the table of the eight immortals in front of him, kowtowed three heads, and then brought it back to the table and said: "Today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, except for the old and welcoming the new, everyone must say an auspicious word, I will say first, I wish everyone good health and good luck in the new year." ”

"Uncle Junior, your auspicious words are also vulgar, that is, elegant." Gu Fenglin laughed, provoking He Zhengxun to give him a look, and hurriedly restrained his smile.

"Auspicious words, from the bottom of the heart, I wish everyone a smile and a long life." Tang Zongqiang said with a smile.

One person said an auspicious word, and then began to eat.

After dinner, Gu Fenglin Zhang Luo wanted to play cards, this Chinese New Year's Eve is a lot of exquisite, to sleep late, get up early, can not rest before the early morning, so long naturally have something to do.

"Brother Ning, don't you play two rounds of mahjong?" Gu Fenglin and Lin Yun moved the mahjong table together, and Liu Dong didn't forget to greet Ning Yuan.

"Don't want Uncle Xiao, let's come with Uncle Sasha, Uncle Xiao is too perverted, playing mahjong with him is simply looking for abuse." The ancient wind forest waved his hand again and again.

"The master is very good at playing mahjong?" Lin Yun asked puzzled.

"Not only is playing mahjong very powerful, Uncle Xiao is clear about the eight gates of the rivers and lakes and the doorways of the lower three gates, and he is naturally proficient in thousands of methods, and he can play mahjong with him, and he can control the Tianhu." The sour road of the ancient wind forest.

"Put the Tianhu, so powerful?" Liu Dong was a little unconvinced: "This is an automatic mahjong table, and it is not hand-rubbed, even if it is hand-rubbed, Tianhu is too outrageous." ”

"I don't believe it." Gu Fenglin rolled his eyes and glanced at Liu Dong and Lin Yun and said, "Then I'll ask Uncle Xiao to show you both hands." As he spoke, Gu Fenglin shouted to Ning Yuan: "Little uncle, let's get together two first, so that everyone can see your methods." ”

"While going, how can playing mahjong be interesting to watch the Spring Festival Gala." Ning Yuan waved his hand with a smile, and he naturally listened to the words of Gu Fenglin and a few people, and he was too lazy to join in the fun.

Gu Fenglin couldn't call Ning Yuan, but someone could call him, Ouyang Shasha spoke, Ning Yuan had to come over and sit on the mahjong table, asked for the color word, and was about to draw cards, Ning Yuan's mobile phone suddenly rang.

took out his mobile phone and glanced at the caller ID, Ning Yuan hurriedly picked it up and said with a smile: "Hey, Xie Lao, happy New Year." ”

The call was made by Xie Guoqiang, but after Ning Yuan spoke, it was not Xie Guoqiang's voice that came from the phone, but another voice: "Is it Mr. Ning Yuanning?" ”

"I'm Ning Yuan, may I ask who you are?" Ning Yuan subconsciously felt that something was wrong: "Is something wrong with Old Xie?" ”

"Hello Mr. Ning, I'm Xiao Zhao, Mr. Xie's secretary, Mr. Xie suddenly fell into a coma half an hour ago, and the situation is very strict, I don't know if Mr. Ning can come here?"

"Xie Lao is critically ill!" When Ning Yuan heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Where is Old Xie now, I'll be there soon?" ”

"Old Xie is in the Yanjing Military Region Hospital right now, Mr. Ning will call me at the door, and I will pick you up in person." Xiao Zhao said very politely.

"Okay." Ning Yuan nodded, hung up the phone, and hurriedly got up and said to Gu Fenglin and the others: "I have something to do, go out first, and you can continue to play." After saying that, he hurried out the door.

At this time, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, because of the Chinese New Year's Eve, there were not many vehicles outside, and Ning Yuan drove to the military hospital for about forty minutes.

After making a phone call, in less than five minutes, a middle-aged man in his forties hurriedly walked out, came to Ning Yuan's car and asked, "Is it Mr. Ning?" ”

"It's me, how is Old Xie doing now?" Ning Yuan asked.

"Still in a coma, the situation is very complicated, Mr. Ning, please come with me." The middle-aged man said a word and said hello to the doorman, Ning Yuan drove into the hospital, parked the car and followed the middle-aged man to the ward.

There were a lot of people standing at the door of the ward, the younger ones were in their thirties, the older ones were sixty or seventy years old, and some were still wearing white coats, all of them were full of anxiety.

Seeing Xiao Zhao leading Ning Yuan over, Chen Pengchong and several people came up, but before Ning Yuan could speak, Chen Pengchong said: "Ning Yuan, Xie Lao's condition is critical, and several of us are helpless, please come here to let you see if Guanyin's hand can have an effect?" ”

Inviting Ning Yuan to come over this time is exactly what Chen Pengchong meant, Xie Lao's situation and the few of them Xinglin can not help it, Chen Pengchong then remembered Ning Yuan's Guanyin hand, and asked Ning Yuan to come and give it a try.

"Guanyin hand! Could it be that this young man is the mysterious doctor who has defeated Chen Lao in acupuncture? Many people on the side whispered when they heard this, some of them were incredulous.

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