"Not suitable for body exercises?"

Mu Zhengyang stared at Wu Dabao's fat face, and had the urge to go up and beat him up.

It took him about twenty days before and after he practiced the body exercises to the first level of muscle and bone humming, and this was because of the health exercises he deduced himself, every movement and breathing rhythm he did was an exemplary standard, and he could give full play to the effect of the body exercises, and he also drank the nectar in the jade bottle every day.

Wu Dabao actually only took a month and a half, and he also reached the level of cultivating his body and muscles!

Mu Zhengyang secretly turned to the eyes of the sages to see how Wu Dabao was different, but found that Wu Dabao had no obvious characteristics except for being fat and prominent.

Wu Dabao was stared at by Mu Zhengyang a little hairy, and he was stunned in his heart, but he pretended to be strong and said: "Yangyang, if you have something to say, you can say it directly, brother, I can stand it!"

Mu Zhengyang looked at Wu Dabao's trembling thighs, and decided to tell him directly: "There are three levels of body exercises, the initial level can nourish people's muscles, bones, skin and flesh, the second level can nourish people's internal organs, and the third level can nourish people's bone marrow meridians. When the first level is perfect, the whole body tenses, and the body will make a buzzing sound, which is the sign of the first level of completion!"

"Then why doesn't Sister Ya have this sound when she tenses her body?"

"My sister is almost hot!"

"Haha, do you mean that the fat man is still a genius?", Wu Dabao realized something, and seeing that Mu Zhengyang did not deny it, he was so excited that the fat all over his body trembled: "I'll just say, the fat man I am one in a million martial arts wizards, how can I not be suitable for practicing body exercises?"

Mu Zhengyang smiled slightly, as the dean of Nanshan Academy, Wu Dabao's progress was so fast, he was naturally very happy, and he didn't have any jealousy, besides, his progress was much faster than Wu Dabao.

"Hehe, Yangyang, let me ask you something, how long did it take you to reach my level?"

Wu Dabao patted Mu Zhengyang's shoulder with a smile on his face and asked, completely forgetting his ugly state of mistaking his osteoporosis and worrying.

Mu Zhengyang didn't speak, and stretched out two fingers.

"Two months?", Wu Dabao's face was full of smugness, and he said in a comforting tone, "Don't stop talking, I know you feel uncomfortable, but after all, there are a few geniuses in this world!

"Twenty days!", Mu Zhengyang said in a flat tone.

"Twenty days?", Wu Dabao suddenly withered.

"I know you're uncomfortable, but after all, there are a few geniuses in this world!", Mu Zhengyang smiled and returned what Wu Dabao had just said to him, and then patted Wu Dabao's shoulder and said in a comforting tone, "You spent a month and a half, which is a little worse than a genius like me, but it's okay, keep working hard! ”

Wu Dabao was wide-hearted and fat, and he didn't take this matter to heart, and after making sure that he was not sick, he went down the mountain happily.

Mu Zhengyang, as usual, writes and draws in the mountains with a sketchpad on his back, or reads a book against a big tree or rock.

In his spare time, he practiced playing the piano in the academy.

Mu Zhengyang practiced a few pieces of wood, and the craft of cutting the qin became more and more mature, so he took out the old pine tree he picked up and began to make the dead wood dragon yinqin.

It usually takes half a year or even a few years for a luthier to make a guqin.

Mu Zhengyang bought "Luban Sutra" before, and then deduced two books on cutting the qin, and spent a lot of effort to prepare, but when he really started to make the guqin, it only took half a month to make the dead wood dragon yinqin.

In the courtyard of Nanshan Academy.

On the long table was a guqin, unlacquered, and looked very simple, but at the end there was a dragon's head.

The dragon's head is vivid, and the dragon's eyes are not angry and self-threatening, just like a living dragon trapped in the body of the piano.

Mu Zhengyang plucked the strings, his voice was tactful and melodious, and there was a faint sound of a dragon groaning.

County Hospital, Accident & Emergency Department.

There are many patients who are carried down from the ambulance every day, and Xiong Jun almost forgets about Mu Dahe, but this time he received another special patient.

The patient was wearing a white dress, his facial features were as delicate as a character from an anime, his eyes were big and round, but unfortunately he lacked a bit of brilliance, and there were two imprints on the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and the surrounding blood vessels appeared with a faint gray.

"This symptom is very similar to the previous patient!"

Xiong Jun had a little headache, so he could only ask the nurse to clean the patient's wound first, and he went outside the door himself and asked the nurse to call the patient's family.

A woman dressed in a fashionable fashion, wavy hair, and a pair of sunglasses walked over, standing out in the noisy crowd.

"Are you...... Chen Mengyao, I heard your song at the Spring Festival Gala in the county last year!"

Xiong Jun listened to a few of Chen Mengyao's songs and became a loyal fan of Chen Mengyao, although Chen Mengyao was wearing sunglasses, he still recognized it at a glance.

Chen Mengyao usually takes care of the star's shelf, but Luo Xinxin is still lying in a coma, very anxious, and nodded: "That patient is my friend, how is the situation now?"

"The situation is not optimistic, what did your friend bite him from?", Xiong Jun asked with a frown.

"Stray cats!"

"Stray cats?"

"Yes, there are six or seven stray cats in Liu'anba, and my friends and I feed them a lot. They are usually very well-behaved, but this time I don't know what's going on, when Xin Xin was feeding them, one of the youngest cats suddenly bit Xin Xin!", Chen Mengyao said extremely puzzled.

"How long has it been since I was bitten?"

"Ten minutes!"

"This is strange, it stands to reason that even if a stray cat bites an infection, complications do not appear so quickly! But your friend's situation, I also accepted it some time ago, wait for me to inject your friend with a vaccine, and then go to do a blood test analysis, and then inject the antidote machine, if I haven't woken up, I can't do anything!"

Xiong Jun immediately arranged for someone to do a blood test for Luo Xinxin, and sure enough, everything in the blood test report was normal, not even ordinary viral and bacterial infections.

In the hospital room.

Luo Xinxin's wrist wound has a tendency to deteriorate, and the gray color of the tiger's mouth blood vessels has spread to her wrist.

Xiong Jun said helplessly to Chen Mengyao: "Your friend's condition is exactly the same as the patient I received last time, judging from the injury, it is obviously poisoning, but the blood test reports are normal." Based on previous experience, even if you inject a friend with an antidote, it shouldn't be effective. ”