"Squeak!"

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard with his hands in his hands, Li An looked inside, saw that there was no light in the bedroom, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked cautiously to the house.

"Brother An, is the yamen so busy? Did you come back at this time? ”

Li An, who turned around and closed the door, stiffened suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw a beautiful girl wearing a blue pigment dress, three thousand black hair, and a hosta, sitting in the pavilion in the small courtyard, looking at him tenderly.

And on the stone table in front of the girl's eyes, there was also a meal covered with a bowl.

"Sister Yue, you haven't rested yet?"

Li An, who recognized the other party, said hello with a smile, and was afraid that he would lose too many words, so he raised his leg and was about to go to his room.

"Huh!"

A gust of fragrant wind struck, and the girl in blue color was in front of Li An.

But before the girl could speak, a smell of inferior rouge rushed towards her. The girl with tender eyes furrowed her eyebrows instantly, her figure took a step back, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

I waited for half the night, but I didn't expect Ang Lee to go to that place.

It's just a matter of going, my mother said that a man's heart can't be closed, and sometimes he can't be too strict.

But with the smell of this inferior rouge, it is obvious that it is not a high-end product.

How hungry is this brother of his own? I even looked for those elderly secret prostitutes.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and the girl didn't have a good face, so she flicked her sleeves with a cold snort, turned around and entered the boudoir, and closed the door heavily.

Ang Lee scratched his head.

"It's so strange for a woman to get angry without saying a word."

The girl's name is Du Xiaoyue, the daughter of Ang Lee's second uncle, two years younger than Ang Lee, and the two grew up together.

By the way, although the two are cousins, they are not the same surname.

Ang Lee's second uncle is the son of Ang Lee's grandfather's brother on the battlefield.

Later, when the war ended, the second uncle's father died in battle, and before he died, he entrusted the second uncle to Ang Lee's grandfather and became the adopted son of Ang Lee's grandfather.

Later, the second uncle inherited his father's military exploits, and at the age of 16, he became a catcher in the county government of Tai'an County, and then after more than ten years of hard work, he became the chief catcher in the county.

Although Ang Lee and Du Xiaoyue are cousins, they are childhood sweethearts.

The kind that can get married!

However, the predecessor didn't feel it, and Ang Lee estimated that he might be too familiar and embarrassed to start.

Looking at the tightly closed boudoir door and the sound of smashing pillows, Li Ang shrugged his shoulders absently.

glanced at the room of the second uncle and the second aunt, and saw that there was no light, so he entered his small room.

Women or something, how can there be a reward?

And this kind of temper is not good, and he gets angry at every turn, and Li Ang is not interested.

He still prefers the kind of sister who doesn't talk about feelings as long as she has money, speaks softly, has white and tender hands, and is obedient.

Go back to your room and sit on the bed.

Ang Lee took out the parchment scroll of the reading ghost, picked up the quill and made a big tick.

With a stroke, the handwriting on the parchment scroll quickly burned out, and then, the parchment scroll was automatically packaged, and a small package appeared in front of Li An.

Looking at the small package, Li An rubbed his hands excitedly, busy all day, turning over the wall in the middle of the night, isn't this just for this.

The package was quickly opened, and an air mass composed of words and a cyan air mass appeared in front of Ang Lee's eyes.

Reaching out to pick up the air mass composed of words, Li Anxinzhong's mind moved, and the word air mass turned into a streamer and flew into Li An's mind.

After a few breaths, Li An had an extra memory of a sword technique in his mind, and it was the kind that had cultivated to the most complete realm.

Squinting his eyes in satisfaction, picking up the cyan air mass, Li An took a deep breath at the tip of his nose.

The small air mass poured into his body along his nostrils, and after running along Li An's limbs for a week, he sank into the dantian.

After absorbing it, Li An shuddered, quickly picked up another parchment scroll and drew a tick.

It feels so refreshing to absorb true qi and knowledge.

The same step came up again.

Reach out and untie the new package.

The silver of the three ingots of snowflakes, under the dim light, the eyes of Li An, who were shaking, narrowed slightly.

Next to the silver was a cyan air mass that was slightly larger than just now.

There is a silver card pressed under the two, which is supposed to be a raffle ticket for special rewards.

Ignoring the silver and admission tickets, Li An picked up the cyan air mass and inhaled it in one breath as if he was addicted to cigarettes.

A new round of air flow, once again washed the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally flowed into the dantian.

However, it is different from just now.

The returned true qi did not stay in the dantian anymore, but slowly moved along a fixed meridian route.

Sensing this route, Li An guessed that it should be the basic internal skills learned by the predecessor, but the predecessor was not interested in practicing martial arts, and he had not practiced true qi, but his body was stronger.

Compared to his cousin, this is a far cry from his predecessor.

After the infusion of internal force, Li An picked up three ingots of silver.

It is the finest snowflake silver, the two big ones are 50 taels, and the small ones are ten taels shared.

"110 taels, enough to go once."

Each kissed two big ingots, and Li An happily hid them under the bed, in a wooden box.

"Next is the treasure trove lottery, I don't know what to draw? It would be nice if there was an ability or something. ”

Thinking of the mysterious ability and the powerful treasure, Ang Lee picked up the card and broke it gently.

The silver card instantly broke in two and turned into a burst of light, forming a huge lottery wheel.

The turntable is silvery-white in color and has a diameter of about one meter.

A pointer composed of red light is fixed to it, and there are more than a dozen grids on the plate, each of which has the name of an item.

Xiao Li has ten flying knives, and he has 100 shots and 100 hits within 100 meters.

Shaolin Da Hui Dan, after taking it to improve the strength of a jiazi.

Powerful King Kong palm, after learning both palms can open the mountain cracked stone.

Tangmen rainstorm pear flower needle, after the use of people and animals within 100 meters of no survival.

Wudang Tiyun vertical, after learning, over the mountains and mountains like flat land.

Sunflower Treasure Book, it is difficult to meet opponents after learning.

The corners of Li An's mouth slowly grinned, but when he saw the Sunflower Treasure Book, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

However, the other items still made him very satisfied.

"Hahaha......"

"Bang!"

As soon as the laughter started, an embroidered shoe smashed against Li An's window, and Du Xiaoyue's angry voice sounded outside the door.

"Disturb my rest again, and I'll tell my dad tomorrow and let him beat you up."

He pouted his lips absently, stretched out his hand and swiped sharply, and the turntable spun quickly.

The pointer crossed one grid after another, and whenever he crossed the Sunflower Treasure Book, Li An's heart twitched.

I kept begging God to bless me not to draw this thing.

If he is really unlucky, Ang Lee decides to honor his second uncle.

It is not easy for the second uncle to bring himself to the yamen, and he is saying that the second uncle is also in his 40s this year, and I believe that the pursuit of martial arts is higher than the pursuit of physiology.

Second Uncle: You're really my own nephew, I really fucking thank you.

"Buzz!"

The turntable slowly stopped, and the hands pointed to a certain position.

Before Ang Lee could see clearly, the turntable hummed, and the light shrank suddenly, turning into a book and falling into Ang Lee's arms.

Sensing that there was a book in his hand, Li An's heart tightened, and his mouth kept chattering.

"Don't want the Sunflower Classic, don't want the Sunflower Collection, don't want the Sunflower Collection..."

After praying in his heart, Ang Lee took a breath and picked up the cheats.

"Wudang Tiyunzong!"

Looking at the name on the cheats, Ang Lee sniffed and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Now he has sword skills and internal strength, and the second uncle has also taught fist and foot kung fu before, and now Li An is already a not weak master in terms of strength.

What he lacks now is a superior internal strength and a light body method.

Although the internal strength method is very important, there are 21 years of internal force in the body, supported by the basic internal strength, and there is no urgency for a while.

Tonight's action, jumping over the wall and jumping over the courtyard many times, made Li An feel very troublesome.

If he had had made light achievements at that time, he wouldn't have pretended to be a subordinate of the Wu family and tricked those three guys into going to the Qinglou.

Although it is a pity that he did not get the cultivation exercises, he got the Wudang Tiyun Zong, which also raised Li An's strength to a higher level again.

Carefully opened the cheats in his hand, and the words that radiated light one by one, like fireflies, floated out of the book and flew into Ang Lee's mind.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ang Lee learned this lightweight exercise, and what also made Ang Lee happy was that his proficiency was still in the realm of perfection.

"Go out and try it!"

After learning light skills, Ang Lee is like a child getting a new toy, always thinking about playing with it.

Glancing at the boudoir where the lights had been turned off, Li An stood under the eaves of his room, adjusting his true qi and about to jump.

"Bang bang bang!"

A sharp slamming of the door interrupted his experiment.

"Head, open the door quickly, there is a murder, a big murder, more than a dozen people died."

Listening to the shouting outside the door, a smile appeared on the corner of Li An's mouth, and he quickly walked to the courtyard gate.

PA: I heard from the old author friend that the most important thing to read a new book is related to the fate of a book, the cub is here to kneel and beg all the fathers of the gold owner, don't raise the book during the new book period, thank you for the father of the gold owner, can you help?