Chapter 221: A Rare Leisure Time
In 1953, explorers from the West climbed Mount Everest, saying that it was to challenge the limits of the human body and conduct scientific experiments, but in fact, the purpose of many of them to climb the peak was to find the bone of Master Shizuki on the peak, because he probably had the secret to open the second vein of Rendu.
In fact, the real intention of the so-called opening up of the two veins of Rendu is to let go of the dead blood in the broken veins between the two veins.
The broken pulse is in the anterior thoracic process under the anterior thoracic process to the opposite dorsal thoracic vertebrae, and there is a dead blood cavity in the vasculature, and the dead blood in the cavity exists after the sperm and blood are combined into the fetus.
And everyone, there is this dead blood.
The dead blood in the cavity continues to increase with the age of the person, and it no longer increases when it reaches the age of 55~60.
If, after birth, the dead blood in the broken veins can be extracted under the inheritance of the machine, then there will be no disease at all! All the Chinese medicine prescriptions under the order, there is no way to break the pulse, even if the use of advanced internal strength can not circulate the broken pulse.
This broken vein generally cannot be opened, and it must be opened by chance and chance.
Of course, there is also a way to open up the second vein.
That's what we say in martial arts, another peerless master exhausted his internal strength, cut the veins and wash the marrow for you, opened up the blood vessels of Zhou Tian, and opened the two pulses hard.
And how Master Shizuki himself opened the second vein of Ren Du is still a mystery for the ages.
"Forget it, Jingshu, the old bald donkey, has been dead for so many years. Let's not care" Jin Erniang waved her hand, unintentionally the old monk to stop talking.
Then, she turned around and introduced to Jing Xiaolei, "This thief bald donkey, his name is Kongzha Zang, the Great Himalayas, and the Venerable Illusion Venerable among the four Venerables of the Kalachakra Palace. ”
"Amitabha, the female benefactor is polite." Kong Zazang clasped his palms together and said hello to Jing Xiaolei, and at that moment, there seemed to be a light from around the old monk, like an unreal silhouette.
Jing Xiaolei hurriedly bowed to the old monk and introduced herself, and then, she secretly pulled Jin Erniang aside and said in a low voice: "I said, am I watching a martial arts movie, or am I watching Xiuzhen?" ”
Jin Erniang said with a smile: "The world is so big, there are no surprises!" Literary works are all derived from real life. However, sometimes, it is more mysterious, more magical than the movie. Of course, there are martial arts masters in martial arts movies! And cultivators naturally exist, but they are just not known. ”
With this explanation, Jing Xiaolei can only give full marks.
Moreover, the old monk's cultivation is excellent, and in the face of Jin Erniang's mouthful and a thief bald donkey, there is no sign of anger at all, which really makes Jing Xiaolei admire.
This is the true cultivator.
In that kind of fantasy, those who gamble and fight with others at every turn, rob other people's wives, and kill people at every turn, are all elementary school students.
Just imagine, if a person has cultivated for a hundred years, or even a thousand years, the seven emotions and six desires, temperament and character that belong to the person in his body may have long disappeared.
Their personalities have long been smoothed out, and what remains is the sublimated godhead.
After a brief greeting, before the formal meeting, Jin Erniang suddenly whispered to Jing Xiaolei: "Xiaolei, you, avoid it, go back to the hotel first." ”
Jing Xiaolei's face immediately sank, and she said unhappily: "Why, what's the secret, is there something I can't know?" ”
Seeing that there was a misunderstanding, Jin Erniang hurriedly explained: "No, no, you think too much, mainly because ..... Damn, I'll be blunt, you're a bit of a dazzle here. With that, she pouted in all directions.
Jing Xiaolei was stunned for a moment, looked up, and found that at some point, many young men in the village came over and pointed at her, smiling with their eyebrows.
Jin Erniang spread her hands and said with a smile: "Understand Ha, this is a remote location, and there are not many young women in the front and back villages. You are so popular, it is enough to prove that you are beautiful, and you are dressed in a way that looks like you are from a big city..... Oh, there seems to be a custom of 'wife-snatching' here, to put it simply, if a young unmarried woman is fancied......"
Before she could finish speaking, Jing Xiaolei had already run away like the wind......
That night, she didn't even sleep in bed, but took a sleeping bag from her package and curled up in the corner of the room.
As a tourist mecca, there are naturally hotels in the village. Moreover, it is said that this one is also the best in the area.
Jin Erniang opened a room with two double beds, one for two men and two women.
The television in the room was not turned off, and every fifteen minutes, she sat up and listened as soon as there was a voice at the door. I thought to myself, why hasn't Jin Erniang come back yet, won't she be abducted by the old monk?
After thinking about it, Jing Xiaolei felt that Jin Erniang and the old monk must have sat on those two elephants and gone up the mountain.
For the whole night, Jin Erniang didn't come back, and she didn't sleep well at all.
However, the good news was that the night was long, but it finally passed.
At 5 o'clock the next morning, Jing Xiaolei had dark circles under her eyes, and after washing up, she went to knock on the door of their room, ready to call them to get up and go to breakfast together.
Of course, she soon gave up on the idea.
Because, when the door of the room was knocked open, Broken Wind's face was terrifyingly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was puzzled, and his voice sounded like a lonely ghost from hell: "Hey! Little girl, so early, you don't sleep..... What's the matter? ”
After lighting a cigarette, he smiled and said that he would let Jing Xiaolei eat alone, and told her: Eat more, I have been tired these days, and I will make up for it.
Considering that the two of them have been driving hard these days, Jing Xiaolei has no choice but to go to breakfast by herself.
In addition to the traditional English breakfast bread with milk, fish and chips, there are also Nepalese specialties such as Choila (a Nepalese chicken rice), DalBhat (a rice, lentil soup with beef curry), Bara (Nepalese pancakes made with grated lentils), Samosa (a fried food made with mashed potatoes and spices, served with a sweet and sour sauce) and many more.
It's just that Jing Xiaolei's favorite is still called JujuDhau (the king of yogurt), this kind of yogurt, melts in the mouth, thick and sweet, made of local unique buffalo milk, she dried three bowls in one go; She couldn't get enough of it, and even packed a few copies, ready to take them back for the other three to taste.