The two old men stared at a book with a focused expression. Wu Cong laughed and said: "In the end, it doesn't make sense, I finally came to a letter, there are no words in it, isn't this the same as the last few pages of this book, a blank piece of paper!"

Ximen Jing raised his head suddenly and said, "Brother Wu, what did you just say?"

Wu Cong scratched his head and said, "I, I just said, isn't it just a blank piece of paper!"

Ximen Jing slapped Wu Cong on the shoulder, and said with a happy face: "I know, this is an anagram, and the poem talks about the four flavors of Chinese medicine." ”

Ximen Jing pointed to the first line and said: "It seems that in mid-May, the fourth, fifth, sixth, and third months of the lunar calendar are summer, and the middle of May is half of summer. ”

"What about the second sentence?"

"The beautiful woman buys a papier-mâché window lattice, in order to avoid the wind, the second sentence is a medicine for 'windproof' to solve the table, dispel wind, sweat, and the third sentence is that the husband has been out for three years, which means that it is time to come back and correspond to 'angelica'"

Wu Cong drew inferences and said: "Then the last medicine is Angelica Angelica, which corresponds to white paper." ”

"Yes, the fourth flavor medicine is Angelica dahurica!" Ximen Jing twisted the thin pages and said: "In order to hide some secrets, the ancients were accustomed to code words or code writing, and there are many people in the rivers and lakes who use special secret medicines as ink, and only with the corresponding medicine can the handwriting be revealed, Brother Wu, the four flavors of Chinese medicine in this poem are the recipe for solving the mystery of the white paper on the pages!"

The importance of the "General Guide to the Martial Arts" to the cultivation of Wu Chong's martial arts is self-evident, and he couldn't wait to know the hidden content, so he immediately jumped up and said in a hurry: "I'll grab the medicine!"

Ximen Jing held him down.

"On this big night, can the Chinese medicine shop still open?

In the early morning, in the small square outside the Guanyuelou Hotel, several cleaners were using shovels to smash the snow on the ground that was trampled into a mirror-like surface.

Not far away, a majestic-looking old man with a long beard and Tang costume came to the cleared space, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths of cold air, squatted down with his waist and hips, and slowly pressed down with his arms slightly bent, making a Tai Chi starting pose. Immediately after holding the ball in his arms, waving the pipa in his hand, splitting the manes of the wild horses on the left and right, and Su Qin's back sword, one move and one style were coherent and fluent, as if flowing water, and the twenty-four styles were completed in a moment.

I saw that the old man's face did not change color and did not pant, his body shape changed to make a small and flexible move, and he played a set of Tai Chi cannon hammers, the old man punched like electricity, his body was like a civet cat, and the fist shadow shrouded a few meters around him. At this time, it has attracted a lot of passers-by, and many people whispered beside them.

"Ah, this old gentleman's Tai Chi boxing, how is it different, everyone else is slow, why is he so fast. ”

There are also knowledgeable people who say: "That kind of slow swallowing is used for exercising, this is the real technique, and the recruitment is fatal!"

Suddenly, the old man's moves changed, and the Tai Chi cannon hammer became a Tai Chi drape, with a fist style of opening and closing, a spear and a halberd, and the body shape was sprinkled and vigorous, and the technique was rapid and changeable. The onlookers involuntarily took a few steps back.

In less than a moment, the old man finished three sets of punches, stood still, swallowed and gathered momentum, his long beard fluttered, and his clothes were in the wind, which really had a bit of the style of an ancient hero.

The crowd erupted in cheers, and a few people dug into their pockets and threw a few bills on the ground.

The old man was not angry, he stroked his beard, bent down to pick up the banknote, and saw that there was a big ticket of one hundred inside. Putting the ticket in his pocket, the old man laughed, clasped his fists at the onlookers, and turned around and walked to the hotel lobby.

Someone whispered behind him: "This old man, can't he really be a showman?"

"Don't talk nonsense, can you afford to live in this hotel?"

As soon as the old man entered the lobby, he was greeted by a fairy-like girl. If Ximen Jing was there, he would definitely be able to recognize that this girl was the skateboard girl who hit him with a skateboard last time in the snack street.

"Grandpa, breakfast is ready, the bird's nest porridge cooked by others, as well as the eight treasure pickles sent from the capital, the yellow sauce grinding eggplant and sesame oil mix, the sweet silk of manna pickles, and the Jiangnan Suzhou-style eight-color dim sum, all of which you love to eat. The girl's mouth was extremely sharp, and her voice was also beautiful, like the first song of a yellow bird, and she reported the name of the dish.

The old man smiled: "Okay, good, it's all appetizing, go to Ling'er, and accompany grandpa to breakfast." ”

The grandfather and grandson walked side by side, and the old man said, "Grandpa is making money today!"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh, you are going to perform again, beware of being known by my father and them, and they are going to quarrel again." ”

The old man deliberately stiffened his face: "What is a showmanship, it is called a martial arts performance, people are willing to give money, and the old man did not stretch out his hand to ask for it, and there is no shame in the income from labor." ”

The girl stuck out her tongue and grimaced.

The old man nagged while walking: "You are all born with a golden spoon, you are young and clothed and fed, pampered, where do you know the hardships of entrepreneurship, when my father and grandfather were blue, calloused hands and feet, only to lay this family business, you ......"

The girl pulled the old man's arm and said coquettishly: "I know, grandpa, you have said it 10,000 times, it is difficult to start a business and it is even more difficult to keep a business, we must cherish it, we must open source and reduce expenditure, we can't sit on the mountain and eat the empty mountain, and eat the ...... on the ground."

The old man rubbed the girl's hair and said with a smile: "Among these children and grandchildren, Ling'er is the most well-behaved, go to eat early with grandpa, there will be guests in a while, don't go out to play, you have to meet too." ”

The girl pouted and said, "No, I don't see that straw bag, grandpa, grandpa, please, I'd rather go to the Great Snow Mountain for ten years to do penance than see it." "This girl is about to dislocate the old man's arm.

The old man knew what he meant when he heard the strings, and he immediately understood something, raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Have you seen him?"

The girl bowed her head and snorted.

"How to bale it, let's hear it!" the old man slowed down, twisting his beard.

The two had already come to the elevator, the girl pressed the button, stood by the door, and muttered: "He is in his twenties, he has just opened his mind, he has not passed the three levels, and he has not passed, what is not waste?"

The old man sighed and said, "Ling'er, grandpa is old, and I can't remember how old you are." ”

The girl smiled: "People, at the age of six, get the inheritance, ten days to comprehend the aura of the introduction, one year to open the mind, at the age of fourteen to open the second vein of the governor, last year the six senses were perfect, and it will be through the mystery immediately." ”

The old man looked at her with pity in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Ha, ah, Ha, Ling'er is the most talented among the three generations of my Bai family, her cultivation is like a matter of course, far beyond her peers, and even among the contemporary spiritual scholars, she is considered to be a leader, only the Lingxi Holy Maiden is half a chip above you in the contemporary era, and our family can have a genius like you, grandpa is really happy." ”

The girl's pretty face was red, her face was full of shyness, the crescent moon with her small mouth slightly bent and smiling was generally good-looking, and the two pear vortices on her cheeks were like autumn water.

With a ding dong, the elevator door opened, and the girl stepped forward, stretched out her hand to block the door, and let the grandfather go first.

The old man strode into the elevator and said, "Girl, if I say that it has been less than half a year since that person started cultivating, how would you feel?"

The elevator door slowly closed, leaving only a sluggish girl outside the door, and she kept muttering to herself: "No, it's impossible, it's only been half a year to open up, and it took more than a year for the contemporary Lingxi Holy Maiden to open up......"