Shaolin Temple.

Hongluoyu, who was made into a personal stick by Mr. Win, finally returned to the Shaolin Temple after a period of hard struggle, and was about to pass the main peak of Shaolin Mountain, flying over the head of Yuanci, who could not be blown by the eight winds, and began the second 'trip'.

Wu Changqing, who was moved by compassion, grabbed his waist with a long whip and pulled it down.

After all, the old man is soft-hearted.

Wu Changqing put this 'Winning Stick' on the wooden chair where he often sits, sighed, and went to the Shaolin kitchen with a cane.

I only made some medicinal food to nourish the body and replenish qi.

Looking at the thief in front of him, Wu Changqing shook his head, and he didn't know what kind of obstacle Mr. Win had set up for him on the way, this was still a talent before, and the first thief in the world was suave, but at this time, it seemed that he was actually a refugee.

Dressed in tatters, as if he had come from the thunder pool, with his character, he had no strength to speak for a while, his eyes were dull and dazed, because he had no limbs, the old man had to feed him personally, stirred up the medicinal porridge, scooped out a spoonful and sent it over, Hongluoyu subconsciously opened his mouth, and actually spit out a puff of black smoke from his mouth.

The corners of Wu Changqing's mouth twitched.

At this time, he was already ten percent sure in his heart, and the miserable-looking thief in front of him was afraid that he had not suffered all kinds of natural disasters in this world throughout the ages, and with Mr. Win's temperament, I am afraid it would never be so simple.

It's really thunder and fire, wind and lightning, all of them together.

sighed slightly, and felt anxious for a while.

He fed the porridge spoonful by spoonful to the thief.

On this lonely peak, the figure of the scribe appeared, although his face was still cold, but he could see a little refreshed, with a flick of his sleeve robe, he took his hand behind, and a jade book appeared on the Shaolin Temple, and then floated in the void, never fell, never rose, there was no text on it, but it showed a vast and vast meaning.

Several people present were all masters, and they were pulled by this qi machine for a while, and subconsciously looked over there.

The scribes went out into the world with the help of a mechanical stand-in, and what they did did not hide them, because they also knew that the thing in front of them was the cause of this series of time.

The so-called fragment of "Tianwen".

Wu Changqing looked at the jade book, noticed the charm in it, and amazed in his eyes, but he settled his mind and realized it carefully, but found that in addition to this thing is extraordinary, with his eyes, he can't see more things, although he doesn't want to be ridiculed by the scribe, but it is difficult to be curious in his heart, itching terribly, hesitated, or asked:

"Sir...... Forgive the old man for being stupid, this jade book of "Tianwen", I don't know what kind of mystery it contains? ”

The scribe was refreshed at this time and said:

"I don't know."

Wu Changqing looked sluggish and said:

"I don't know?"

"Yes, I don't know."

The old man turned his head to look at the jade book, and the movements in his hand stopped naturally, Hong Luoyu's originally dull eyes regained their agility, and he glanced at Wu Changqing silently, and opened his mouth wide to bite the spoonful of medicinal porridge, but the old man in front of him was a master of the same level as him, and the medicine king Gu Jing was good at mastery, and in terms of kung fu, it was not necessarily inferior to the thief.

What's more, at this time, Hongluoyu has no hands, and he grows his mouth to bite, but he is always subconsciously avoided by the old man, and after avoiding, the fragrant medicinal porridge will return to its original position, just in front of his nose, but he can open his mouth to bite, but he can only bite the air, several times, he can't help but feel angry, and he makes his debut:

"There's a fart you don't understand!"

"The things that the surname wins have always been like this, and if you don't understand it, as long as you let him know that it's a good thing, you must get it into your own hands first."

"Once you get it into your own hands, you can always figure it out."

"I don't know this, how did you mess up the rivers and lakes, old thing."

Wu Changqing turned his head and looked at the fierce thief who was scolding, first slightly stunned, and then all understood, the latter clearly did not suffer much damage, and the miserable appearance just now was just bluffing himself.

No wonder Master Yuanci did not express the slightest expression.

Hong Luoyu walked the rivers and lakes, his words have always been unforgiving, even if he has eaten and he doesn't know how many secret losses, he will not change, at this time, because Wu Changqing served him food, he has already subconsciously opened his mouth and has a lot of convergence, has not involved the blood relatives of the old man, nor has it involved some strange organs.

But Wu Changqing, as the world's No. 1 doctor, has not performed the rivers and lakes for a long time, is highly respected, when has he been treated so unceremoniously, he sneered at the moment, dangled the spoonful of medicinal porridge in front of the thief, and looked at the latter's eyes that seemed to be directly glued to the medicinal porridge, and asked with a smile:

"Want to eat?"

Hong Luoyu nodded like pounding garlic.

The old man smiled, and fed this medicinal porridge to Hongluoyu, a bowl of belly, the hunger and thirst of this period of time were finally alleviated, Hongluoyu burped, and had the heart to pull out a straw rod to pick out his teeth, and find a beauty to hammer his shoulder.

But at this time, there are no hands and feet, if you say that the living person is either a cold scribe or a violent monk who can smash a mountain, he has to give up, move on the chair, put himself in a comfortable position, and say:

"You're good, old man."

It has been a short time since he walked the rivers and lakes on his own.

Although he has never been able to get rid of his stinky mouth, he is not stupid, knowing that if ordinary people are treated with bad words, not to mention drawing a knife on the spot, and separating life and death, but as kind as the old man, few people can do it, and I can't help but have a great impression of this old man from the bottom of my heart, and I said:

"By the way, who are you? Uncle Ben walks the rivers and lakes, and he can also cover you......"

Wu Changqing's smile became more and more kind, and said:

"The little old man's surname is Wu, his name is Changqing, and he was born in the Medicine King Valley."

Hong Luoyu pretended to nod and said:

"Oh, Wu Changqing, this name is not bad, he was born in the Medicine King Valley, and he is not ......"

His voice paused slightly, and then he remembered something, his expression was suddenly sluggish like a thunderbolt, and he turned his head stiffly, looking at the old man who was still smiling and looking at him, and looking at the disdain in the eyes of the scribe as if he were looking at a fool, his lips trembled, and he squeezed out an ugly smile, and said:

"Medicine King Valley, Wu Changqing?"

The old man nodded, smiling gently:

"Yes, yes."

"The world's first miracle doctor?"

"It's just the love of friends in the rivers and lakes."

Hong Luoyu, who was still acting like an uncle, turned a little pale, and recalled his behavior.

first deceived the world's first miracle doctor, and then after making disrespectful words.

I ate the food that this master fed by himself.

This is a birthday boy eating arsenic, carrying a lantern to the pit, looking for death......

Hong Luoyu had a stiff smile on his face, and looked at Wu Changqing sincerely:

"Old man, there's ...... in that meal"

The old man smiled kindly, raised his left hand and gestured slightly, about the length of a finger, and then expanded a little, and said:

"Just a little bit of condiment."

"Hot, spicy, functional, watery."

"Abdominal distension and pain, no toilet access."

The thief's face turned pale, and he had already understood that ordinary drugs would never have an effect on him, but if the world's first divine doctor made a move, it would naturally be different, and before he could speak, a thunderous roar sound had already come from his abdomen, and he took off his light skills and flew down the mountain in a miserable scream.

"Bald donkey, where is the toilet paper......"

Yuan Ci tucked two wooden stoppers into his ears.

A moment later, an earth-shattering wail could be heard from somewhere in the woodland.

"I beep——, Lao Tzu has no hands!"

"The surname is Wu, you wait for ......"

"Look at Lao Tzu if he doesn't beep-"

"I ————"

Wu Changqing's face was still kind with a smile, listening to the miserable howl, he suddenly refreshed, understood the reason for the behavior of the other two, stroked his beard, noticed Yuan Ci's gaze, and smiled sideways:

"Don't worry, Master Yuanci, with this thief's ability to control qi, there won't be much difference between having hands and not having hands."

"But ......"

The corners of the old man's mouth were slightly raised, and he muttered in a low voice:

"If he knew that the food in this Shaolin Temple was under the care of the old man, would he want to take back Fang Cai's words?"

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