Wu Jun carefully controlled the thin needle, floating smoothly in front of him.

After a few days of cultivation, he found that wanting to control this needle according to his mind was definitely not something that could be achieved overnight.

So now he concentrates all his energy and first stabilizes the needle in the air.

At first he could only hold on for a few minutes, but now he is able to float the needle for half an hour in one breath.

Moreover, he found that as his cultivation became more and more proficient, the amount of Heavenly Master energy he consumed became less and less, and the needle floated more and more steadily in the air.

But half an hour is the limit.

It seems that if you want Edgeworth to fly, you still have a long way to go.

Then he remembered that the twin sunflowers in the yard should be ripe, which is a good thing to increase physical strength.

So he put the needle on the table and patted Jasmine on the head.

"Let's go, come with me to pick sunflowers. ”

Jasmine stood up lazily, looking very unrefreshed.

Wu Jun also thinks it's a little strange lately, where is this still the vigorous Jasmine?

He also figured it out in the past few days, and didn't force it to go to school anymore, and it turned out like this.

So this man, and the dog, that's it.

Once you have been idle for a long time, it is easy to waste.

Jasmine is almost dead, and we have to find a way to find something to do for it.

"Why don't you knock melon seeds for me?"

Jasmine laughed and took two steps back.

"Why don't you go and help Fang Heng feed the fish?"

"Wow!"

Jasmine simply turned around and jumped out of the wall next to her.

Wu Jun held two heavy sunflower flower plates and shook his head helplessly.

I really don't know what it's going to do.

Jasmine escaped in a heartbeat, the owner was so unkind, let it do these uninteresting things every day.

He thinks it's better to try the old madman again, maybe he'll want to play today?

......

Hou Yongping had dug a large enough puddle, but it did not rain, and there was no water in it for the time being.

He sat on the edge of the reclaimed land, hoping that the seeds planted would sprout sooner so that he could save a lot of money.

Before coming here, he sold everything in his hometown, even the dilapidated old house and foundation, but he didn't have much money.

But he can't get a job right now because he knows too little about the world, he doesn't know anything, he doesn't understand anything.

The only thing that can be done is farming.

And after decades of muddling, his brain is no longer as flexible as before.

The sound of blades of grass woke him from his contemplation.

Hou Yongping looked back and saw that it was the big white dog from yesterday.

"You're here again?"

Jasmine nodded, followed his example, and sat down on the grass.

"Where is your home?"

Jasmine nodded again.

"Can you understand me?"

Jasmine proudly put the tablet down, and then clicked a voice: "Do you think I'm pretty?"

Hou Yongping: ......

Hou Yongping felt that this was really a smart dog, and his owner must be very powerful.

It may be that no one has spoken to him for a long time, so he can't help but talk to Jasmine.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Jasmine. ”

"Jasmine, that's a nice name," Hou Yongping said, "are you a boy or a girl?"

Jasmine happily put the tablet a little, this old madman is really good, and asks all the questions it asks.

"I'm a girl, pretty girl!"

......

One man and one dog talked for most of the day, and although sometimes Jasmine's answer made the old madman cry and laugh, he felt very good.

At least on this desolate mountain, he won't be so lonely.

Finally he stretched.

As a result, when he turned his head, he found that Jasmine had also stood up, and had a long lazy waist following his example.

This......

Hou Yongping made another salute gesture, and Jasmine immediately followed suit and saluted him in return.

This dog is too smart, isn't it?

Hou Yongping suddenly thought in his heart that when he was young, he learned a little Taizu Changquan from his grandfather.

Although it is not very standard, and after a long time, he can't remember it all.

But the first few moments, he still remembers it well.

So he made a starter.

Jasmine also quickly made a starter.

"No, your fists should be clenched, your legs should be brought together, and your waist should be straight!" Hou Yongping began to correct Jasmine's posture, "You also have to tighten your abdomen, your belly is a little big, it's time to lose weight." ”

Jasmine:......

"And the tail...... That's it for the tail, I don't know what to do with the tail. ”

In this way, Hou Yongping, who was extremely bored, and Jasmine, who was extremely bored, started Taizu's long fist in the woods.

Hou Yongping found that teaching Jasmine boxing was a very interesting thing.

Jasmine is very smart, and if she teaches her the movements once, she can quickly memorize them.

In a few days, all the boxing techniques he remembered were taught.

So he went to the city, and after looking for a long time, he found an old Taizu Changquan boxing book, and practiced against the boxing book every day, and Jasmine taught it when he came.

And Jasmine is also very interested in boxing, at least it is more fun than reading with Da Hei and sleeping next to her master.

It didn't follow Fang Heng to run anymore, running was boring.

Every day before dawn, he stayed by the old madman's tent, waiting to practice boxing with him, and he would not go home until dark.

If outsiders see this scene, they will definitely feel very weird.

But for Hou Yongping, who has been confused for decades, it feels as natural as breathing.

......

After a few days of observation, Yang Qiang has figured out the law of Da Hei's activities.

Every morning at four o'clock, when it was still very dark, he would go for a run in the mountains with a young man and would not return until dawn.

Then I followed the old man Niu all day long.

In front of the old man Niu, she didn't dare to act rashly, so she could only have a chance to do it in the morning.

So she has to deal with this young brother first.

Speaking of which, this young brother is also quite powerful, running extremely fast, and he seems to have a lot of strength.

But for someone like her, brute force is of no use.

At a young age like this, when she is in her teens and twenties, she only needs to hook her fingers to make him obedient.

Even if he is asked to do something indescribable, it is a breeze.

But now her main target is the black dog.

So this morning, she changed into a set of sportswear and came to Wangzi Mountain early.

She chose Fang Heng when they went home, and the sky was already slightly bright at this time, so that Fang Heng could see her face and eyes clearly.

Along the quiet mountain road, Yang Qiang slowly ran towards the top of the mountain.

At this time, Fang Heng and Da Hei were also going down the mountain road, and soon met in a dense forest.

"Ahh

Yang Qiang pretended to slip under her feet and fell to the ground, the blood blisters on her knees that had been prepared for a long time burst, and the bright red chicken blood soaked her white trouser legs, which looked quite dazzling.

As soon as Fang Heng saw that someone had fallen, he hurriedly ran over.

"How are you, are you alright?"

"My knees hurt so much......" Yang Qiang showed a pitiful look, her wet hair on her forehead, revealing a helpless expression, "Can you pull me up?"

"Oh. ”

Fang Heng held her weak and boneless hand and gently pulled her up, Yang Qiang stood up, pretended to be in pain, and hugged Fang Heng's shoulder.

She was only wearing a T-shirt under her tracksuit, so the soft part was tightly pressed against Fang Heng's arm.

Fang Heng didn't seem to feel anything, and asked, "Why don't I call a car for you?"

"No, you can help me to the front and find a place to sit and rest for a while," Yang Qiang limped and hugged Fang Heng tighter, while starting to perform the hypnotic technique she was proud of.

"Little handsome guy, your muscles are so hard!" Yang Qiang stroked Fang Heng's arm, the aroma of Rulan spit in Fang Heng's ear, and said in a snort, "How did you practice?"

"Oh, that's not muscle," Fang Heng replied honestly, "That's a sandbag for weights." ”

Yang Qiang: "...... The muscles in your back are so hard......"

"That's a sandbag, too. ”

"Your chest ......"

"That's still a sandbag!"

Yang Qiang felt MMP in her heart, did the old lady encounter the sandbag monster?

No wonder the old lady's chest hurts so much.

"Then you must have a lot of strength to carry so many sandbags!"

"No, I'm far behind. ”

Yang Qiang: ......

Fang Heng's answer had no intention of drilling into her language trap at all, and although he was holding her, Fang Heng kept looking at the ground, so that she didn't have a chance to perform hypnosis.

Then there is no other way to do it.

So her long nails gently scratched Fang Heng's skin, leaving some fine powder.

Fang Heng only felt that a caterpillar had crawled onto his neck, and without a shock, he almost threw Yang Qiang out.

He slapped his backhand on the neck and rubbed it twice hard.

"Why are there still mosquitoes?"

Mosquito?

Yang Qiang's heart felt like blood collapsing, this was a formula she was proud of.

As long as a man smells a little of this fine powder, he will boil his blood and give birth to the most instinctive reaction, and then become obsessed with her.

At that time, she only needed a simple look to make him bow down.

But this young man didn't react at all?

Could it be that he is a woman?

It's impossible, the Adam's apple is so big, and there is such a big lump underneath, it shouldn't be another sandbag, right?

Seeing that she was about to reach that courtyard, Yang Qiang knew that today's opportunity had run out.

"Little brother, my sister doesn't hurt anymore, let's sit here for a while," so Yang Qiang hurriedly said, "Thank you for your help, do you want my sister to invite you to dinner at night?"

"No need. ”

Fang Heng put her on the side of the road and walked towards the gate without looking back.

Seeing that he didn't mean nostalgia at all, Yang Qiang couldn't help but wonder, is it that I am already old and not attractive enough?

At this time, Da Hei, who had been following them, walked over and glanced at her coldly, before following Fang Heng away.

This glance made Yang Qiang feel a chill in her heart.

She had a feeling that the big black dog had actually seen through her intentions a long time ago.

Impossible, how is this possible?

She shook her head self-deprecatingly, it was nothing more than a dog, it must have been her delusion.

Today she underestimated her opponent, and when she came back tomorrow, she must let this young little brother kneel in front of her, and also make this big black dog disappear forever!