Shuzhen and Juanzi are preparing for the orchid these days, but what they are tired of is a sore back, and a weak leg and stomach.

Xiangzi came back from playing Qitai Mulei, and when he entered the door, he saw two women, lying on the kang and looking listless. was slightly stunned for a moment, and said jokingly: "Hey, what's wrong with the two aunts?" Why is it like a frosted eggplant? ”

Juanzi rolled over and shouted angrily: "You still say it, it's not for your baby girl." In the past two days, Sister Shuzhen and I have been tired and scattered. ”

Without waiting for Xiangzi to speak, Shuzhen sat up lazily, and said with implied joy: "That girl from Orchid, it may be that you taught her Qi practice method to have an effect." Not to mention the physical strength has increased greatly, the strength has also increased a lot. Sister Juanzi and I took turns attacking, but I didn't see her shouting tired. It made me unable to catch my two tosses, and it hurt my waist. As he spoke, he made a painful appearance.

Xiangzi smiled mildly and said, "Climb on the kang, I'll rub it for you." As he spoke, he looked at Juanzi with flickering eyes.

Juanzi glanced at him sourly, lazily leaned sideways on the kang, and muttered dreamily: "It just so happens that I also borrowed a light, oops, but I haven't let you pinch it for some days." ”

Xiangzi smiled knowingly, turned around with his fists, and saw Shuzhen already lying on the side of the kang.

Since she came back from beating Juanzi, Shuzhen has not taken the opportunity to enjoy Xiangzi's massage. This time it was a real back pain, so he didn't avoid suspicion, lifted his shirt, untied his trouser belt and obediently lay there, looking forward to Xiangzi's warm and powerful hands.

Unlike in the past, there was more oppressive gasping in the kneading, and less wanton humming. Shoko was engrossed in kneading and asked softly, "Are your hands heavy?" ”

Shuzhen muttered, "It's okay. The voice seemed to be squeezed out, trembling as if it were in harmony with music.

Shuzhen originally had a vermilion wart on her waist, and every time she massaged, Xiangzi carefully avoided it, for fear of hurting Shuzhen. In a daze, Xiangzi suddenly felt that Shuzhen's waist seemed to be missing something, and he hurriedly lowered his head to take a closer look. The original vermilion warts only have a dark scar.

Shoko asked in a slightly surprised whisper, "Why is that red bean on your waist not good?" ”

Shuzhen seemed to be slightly stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It's not that your baby girl is a haunted ghost, let her tickle it, and she actually broke it with her hands and feet, so she simply put some cigarette ash and burned it to death." ”

Seeing that Juanzi's body moved slightly, Xiangzi glanced at it timidly, and didn't want to, just meeting Juanzi's suspicious and jealous gaze. So, a little flustered, flickered. Immediately, he cast Juanzi with a funny and strange look.

As soon as Shuzhen turned over lazily, Juanzi immediately rolled over, glanced at Xiangzi warmly, and muttered, "Oh, it's finally my turn." Hands should be lighter, not like kneading dough. ”

Xiangzi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm a master, I'm a master of the craft." ”

Juanzi wanted to say something, but the words were tormented into a series of humming and * by a sour and numb sense of comfort.

Shuzhen quickly brewed three bowls of tea, pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Oh, let Xiangzi pinch it, but it can be more relaxed." As he spoke, Ni glanced at Juanzi who was bare-backed. sighed and said: "Oh, Sister Juanzi's skin is as white as satin, she didn't eat less milk when she was a child, right?" ”

Seeing this, Juan Zi smiled and said, "Eat until you are eight years old." ”

Shuzhen sneered and said, no wonder her skin is so good. I was just over a year old, and my mother ran out of milk. I was fed with cookies. ”

Hearing the two women chattering, Xiangzi flattened his hands, pushed up and down twice, and gently patted Juanzi's ass and said, "Get up, call it a day." ”

Juanzi flipped her body lazily, and muttered in a complaining voice: "I didn't pinch Shuzhen so carefully when I dealt with the errand." ”

Xiangzi smiled and said: "Do people have back pain, of course, you have to follow the muscles and bones and blood and carefully massage and stretch." You just need to relax your muscles and stretch your muscles. ”

Juanzi glanced at Xiangzi with disgust, turned over in a hurry, and muttered, "How do you know that my back doesn't hurt?" I'm about to get tired. As he spoke, he looked delicate.

Shuzhen smiled warmly and said, "Okay, let's take a sip of tea first, and let him rub it for you at night." As he spoke, he glanced at Shoko with a sour look in his eyes.

Orchid is also tired enough these days, and sooner or later she not only has to practice routines, but also let Shuzhen and Juanzi fight against each other. Although the orchid is as light as a swallow, it is skillful in boxing. But in the face of Shuzhen's weird dexterity and Juanzi's long fist legs, it is also difficult to parry. If it weren't for the advantage in strength, he would have been beaten by two mothers.

Seeing that the lights in Huzi's house were still on, he just wanted to go over to find out what the master had taught him today. But a sour sleepiness hit her mercilessly. He shook his head helplessly and yawned softly. After washing hastily, he climbed onto the kang to meditate and practice qi. This is a compulsory course for her in the morning and evening, and it has never been interrupted since she hit Xiangzi's church two years ago.

Qi sinks into the dantian, runs on the week, and Lingna Baihui. The orchid had only been running for a few weeks, and I felt that my eyelids were dry and my brain was drowsy and crumbling. Biting his lip and forcibly holding on for a while, he finally fell softly on the kang like a weightless tumbler.

I didn't even bother to take off my clothes, groped and pulled the quilt in a drowsiness, wrapped it around my body, and instantly fell into a sweet dream.

The green hills are high and the trees are faint. The platform is full of moon, and the jade fence is surrounded by fog. The pavilion is half dewed, and the stream is like a groan.

I saw that on the platform surrounded by phantom fog, an old man with crane hair and a childish face, holding a whisk of dust and waving to the orchid frequently. The orchid looked around in hesitation, and the dreamlike fairyland could only be found in the sky, but it was difficult to find underground.

The body of the orchid involuntarily floated onto the platform. The old man smiled at her and didn't say anything. Gently put down the dust, and showed a set of palm skills.

Orchid was slightly stunned for a moment, and found that the old man was showing the gossip dragon palm he was about to compete. If you look closely, the details seem to be slightly different. The fast pace is basically the same, but the comic rhythm is slightly different. The old man's posture seems to be more elegant and relaxed. The appearance of calm and leisurely has completely reached the realm of internal and external integration.

Orchid tried to find a feeling, and immediately involuntarily integrated into the realm. After a few back and forth, the orchid's movements were exactly the same as the old man's. Moreover, there is a stream of air, which originates from the dantian, and flows easily in all parts of the body.

Orchids are comfortably experiencing, a feeling that they have never felt before. I saw the old man brushing the dust lightly, and the body of the orchid fell like cotton wool blown by the wind. I saw falling into a hazy and vague whirlpool. Orchid screamed in horror, it turned out to be a dream.

The orchid turned over lazily, but heard the rooster crow. She quietly brushed the dream she had just had, as if it were real. The old man's steady and elegant posture and his self-moving palm are still vivid.

An inexplicable burst of excitement prompted the orchid to turn over and get off the kang. I didn't have time to comb my unkempt hair, so I dodged out and practiced.

Xiangzi was greedy and ate an extra piece of watermelon last night. Before dawn, I was choked by urine, and I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. With a wistful look, he was about to push the door out. I could only hear the footsteps in the courtyard moving lightly and the applause rising. So, hesitantly opened the door quietly, only to see that the orchid was practicing.

Xiangzi smiled secretly with relief, thinking: This girl knows that she is holding Buddha's feet temporarily, it is rare for her to be so diligent. But inadvertently glanced at it, but it made him feel shocked.

In the past, when Xiangzi practiced the Dragon Palm Technique, whenever he went to a slow place, he always felt that compared with the old Taoist, he faintly felt like something was missing, but he couldn't say what was missing. Seeing Orchid's drill, Xiangzi suddenly understood that what he lacked was that feeling.

Stunned and confused, seeing that the orchid was gaining momentum, he took two steps forward excitedly and said, "Who instructed you to do the palm just now?" ”

Orchid looked at her eyes ignorantly, wiped her sweat with a puzzled face, smiled strangely and said, "I learned it in a dream." As he spoke, he looked mysterious and complacent.

Xiangzi was contrary to his usual gentleness, his eyes widened, and he reprimanded with a serious look: "Nonsense! Who did you learn from? ”

Seeing her father's majestic appearance, Orchid knew that something was serious. Slightly aggrieved and cowardly, he leaned forward to his father and muttered in a low voice, "Do people learn it in dreams?" So, he described the scene in the dream vividly.

Xiangzi looked up to the sky with joy and sighed, knelt on the ground softly, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "-Master! ”