Taking advantage of the breeze in the night, Xie Tu rushed back to the Qinglou after dark, said goodbye to the disciples who sent him back, and Xie Tu squatted in a bright place to look at the booklet given by the purple-robed grandfather.

It is full of vigorous figure paintings, apes churning, and golden eagles flapping their wings.

The name Xie Tu remembered, and replaced it with "stepping on the sand without a trace", the method of lightening the body.

Today, it was like a dream, and he became the apprentice of Grandpa Pao in a trance, but he felt that the Taoist in the purple robe was kind and willing to be his apprentice.

Holding the book in his mind, Xie Tu forgot the time in a daze, and when his head became weak, he slammed his head against the wall, and Xie Tu put away the book.

"Sister Fang should be worried, I don't know if there is any good food today, and when we have the martial arts of Grandpa Pao, teach Sister Fang to eat some good food." Xie Tu muttered back to Sister Fang.

But it was said that this Sister Fang was the steward of the Qinglou, and Xie Tu's father, Xie Yuan, was a frequent visitor to the Qinglou, and often brought Xie Tu to come, and Sister Fang, who came and went, was familiar with Xie Tu.

Sister Fang always gives some cakes and fruits, Xie Tule is at ease, and she sways behind Sister Fang's ass all day long.

Xie Tu lost his mother when he was young, and felt that Sister Fang was kind, and when Sister Fang was treated like a mother, Sister Fang later took Xie Tu to run a business all day long, and she was also a qualified mother.

Xie Tu carefully pushed the door, and as soon as he probed in, a tender white plain hand reached over and tugged at Xie Tu's ear, pulling.

"Bastard boy, where did you go to be happy?" Sister Fang raised her eyebrows and asked angrily.

Xie Tu covered his ears and grinned, begging: "Ah, my mother, my ears have fallen out, let go, it hurts ......."

Sister Fang glanced at the apprentice, let go and rubbed her ears, a little unbearable between her eyebrows.

"Tell me honestly, did you dig out the fish? Be careful of the fried meat with bamboo shoots!"

"Sister Fang, let's make money, when we have money, let Sister Fang live a good life, and we will also wear a phoenix crown for Sister Fang. Xie Tu rubbed his ears and said.

Sister Fang's mouth moved, a little unnatural, and she asked instead, "Sister is the one who covets money, what do you want to do?"

Xie Tu kicked off his boots and sat cross-legged on the stool, leaning on the edge of the table, picking up the crackers on the table and eating.

After eating a few bites, he drank some white water, licked his mouth and said: "Sister Fang, we will make money in the future, buy this Piaoxiang Pavilion, let the old bustard get out, Sister Fang, you will be the boss in the future." ”

"But you haven't eaten for a day?" Sister Fang took out a sugar bag from the wooden lunch box on the table, and the white loquat heart.

"If you want to make money, Sister Fang, you can wait, we will protect you in the future......" Xie Tu looked at the sugar bag handed over by Sister Fang, his eyes lit up, and he ate it in a big gulp.

The soft filling, sweet and silky, not greasy, delicious and hungry.

Sister Fang deliberately kept a sugar bag, which was originally eaten by the distinguished guests who came to the courtyard, saying that it was a craft from the Western Regions, and she kept it for Xie Tu if she didn't taste it.

"Sister Fang, you eat half of it, if you don't eat it, we won't stay with you in the future. Xie Tu pinched half a bun and handed it to Sister Fang.

Sister Fang's heart was like the early sun, hot, and she took it and opened her mouth to bite it, "Sweet, you kid know each other, even if my sister didn't mistake you." ”

Xie Tu smiled stupidly, eating pancakes, Sister Fang is good to us, we will let Sister Fang live in a palace-like house in the future.

After a few bites, Xie Tu put away the pancakes, wiped his mouth, and saw that Sister Fang had just finished eating the sugar buns.

"Sister Fang, we have seen the purple-robed Daoist today, can you believe it?" Xie Tu asked.

Sister Fang raised her eyebrows, Purple Robe Dao Chief, can this kid still see an immortal like the Purple Robe Dao Chief?

"Look at you don't believe it, we are the ones who lied to you?" The purple-robed Taoist looked no different from the white-bearded old man walking on the street, a kind saint, okay. Xie Tu patted his chest to ensure that what he said was genuine, the purple-robed grandfather had accepted himself as an apprentice, and he couldn't talk about it there?

Sister Fang chuckled and said, "Have you gone up the mountain?" tell me about a few wrinkles on the forehead of the purple-robed Dao Chief......

Xie Tu was silent, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The purple robe is long and wide, I can't count it on his head, right?

Sister Fang giggled, touched Xie Tu's unkempt hair, and said, "Ghost elf, tease you, let's sleep with me today, your ruined father, live with my sister in the future, and when my sister is old, you will provide for your sister, okay?"

Speaking of his father, Xie Tu didn't have too many ideas, he was used to playing Xiaoye, and his father had to get him food to eat when he was drunk, but he was comfortable with Sister Fang to eat and drink.

The drunken dad estimated that he was in the bed of the sister in the yard, and he was like this all day, and Xie Tu didn't bother to care about him.

"Well, let him be, then I will sleep with Sister Fang in the future. Xie Tu grinned.

Sister Fang likes Xie Tu very much, she treats her affectionate like a son, and she is a thin face in the Qinglou, and it is serious to have someone to rely on in the future.

Xie Tu is an elf by nature, a little stubborn, and his temperament is always good.

Sister Fang is the one who helps the bustard mother in the yard, and she doesn't do business by herself, so she doesn't need to think about that.

The decoration of the house is simple, not very big, a good house is reserved for the top girls to do business, and even the bustard's mother lives in a small single room like Sister Fang.

Tables, chairs and benches, splendid bedding are complete, living is comfortable, and there is some excitement with Xie Tu.

took off her coat and threw it aside, Sister Fang looked in the mirror to remove her makeup, and Xie Tu ran to the toilet to read the scroll.

The scroll given by the purple-robed Taoist is good, learn luck to close the abdomen, turn the dantian, and gradually enter the gods.

For the comfort of the guests, the thatched toilet in the Qinglou is equipped with incense sachets and incense, and there is no peculiar smell, so it is convenient for Xie Tu to practice.

The light body method is all the trick of stepping, and there is a simple basic internal strength method on the home page, Xie Tu looked at the arrow of the task map, and there was a kind of practice.

Seven turns of qi out, the internal strength of the heart is luck, and the light body kung fu will inevitably have to run, so luck is very important.

Qi can relax the qi of the whole body, invigorate the lungs and nourish the heart, facilitate the flow of qi and blood, and achieve the effect of strengthening muscles, bones and muscles.

Twenty-one Tiantu, Xuanji, Huacani, Zigong, and Yutang are distributed down along the Adam's apple, and gradually exhale a turbid breath, from top to bottom, throughout the heart.

The breath is light, there is no stagnation between breaths, and the body is fluttering.

Xie Tu jumped up excitedly, what Grandpa Pao said was right, real kung fu gave people the feeling of being strong.

It is to practice a beginner is to be light, if you practice perfectly, is there still no thing about immortality?

Xie Tu didn't dare to think about the later effect, could there be any mistakes in Grandpa Purple's exercises?

The method of vomiting is all in his heart, Xie Tu recalls the joy of this primary internal strength method, the body has not been unblocked, the stagnant turbidity is exhaled, leaving behind some fresh breath.

Ignorant in the latrine, dancing and entertaining for a while, Xie Tu leaned against the wooden wall smeared with gauze.

If there is no livelihood to do in the future, thieves and others can also support their families, a book of great profits, and there is a master like Grandpa Pao, and his face is bright.

The rumored thief heroes who fought for righteousness and punished adultery and eliminated evil were all objects of envy of Xie Tu.

I should be happy and revengeful, and it is right to live freely, and Xie Tu does not have the ambition to help the world and save people.

The most important thing is to make money to live a good life, and the things in the hands of the rich and noble are not far behind, the same breath and the same life, without those high and low, it is the best life.

After flipping through a few more pages, I felt that I couldn't get up coherence, so I would get up tomorrow morning and practice again.

Carrying the scroll back to Sister Fang's room, smelling the fragrance of rose petals, the screen in the indoor bedroom was pulled, and the sound of water was loud.

The wet mist blinded his eyes, Xie Tu leaned on the Taishi chair that entered the door, listened to the sound of the water, and fell asleep in a daze.

After a while, Sister Fang came out in a robe and saw Xie Tu lying down sleeping, thinking that she knew that she was taking a bath and didn't dare to go in.

Holding him, the yellow-haired boy was very heavy, and Sister Fang reluctantly transferred Xie Tu to the bed.

"It's really good to have a son, but I can't hold it anymore when I'm older......" Sister Fang rubbed her arms, and the motherly love in her heart was troublesome.

Xie Tu fell asleep, not aware of Sister Fang's action of carrying him to the bedroom, after a day's fatigue, he slept very deeply.