After eating the chicken, the three of them used bamboo skewers to fork the mushrooms and ate them.

The mushrooms are stuffed in the belly of the chicken for an hour, not only with the original sweetness, but also with the aroma of chicken, which is chewy and delicious.

The old man was afraid of eating his beard oily, so he carefully brushed it away, which was funny and cute.

The meal was enjoyable for all three.

The old man burped and said with satisfaction: "Stinky boy, I can't see it, your mouth stinks, but your craftsmanship is good." ”

Ning Yuchu raised his eyebrows: "Before praising someone, you don't have to demean it first, otherwise it will seem that the praise is not sincere enough." ”

The old man snorted: "Give some color and open a dyeing workshop." ”

Ning Yuchu pulled his lips: "After eating the flower chicken, it is still good, and the master doesn't need you to praise it." ”

Along the way, Tang Li was used to the bickering between the two, she washed her hands, and then fetched water to come back and let the old man wash his hands and face.

Taking advantage of the little devil king to pick up dry firewood, Tang Li pinched his shoulders and beat his legs for the old man, and said with a well-behaved smile: "Old man, I think you seem to know martial arts, can you please continue to teach Yu Chu during this time?" ”

As a doctor, Tang Li knew where the acupuncture points were, and the old man closed his eyes comfortably.

Hearing this, he opened his eyes again: "Little pear, you are quite considerate of this kid." ”

Tang Li smiled: "Then what do you think?" ”

The old man was kneaded and felt comfortable, and the whole person was about to float up, slowly closed his eyes, and said: "There are a total of eighty-eight styles of Huaquan Boxing, which is not so easy to learn." ”

"It's okay, he's resistant."

Ning Yuchu put down the firewood and said suspiciously: "Who is resisting?" ”

The old man looked at him, looked up and down a few times, and said, "Stinky boy, you have good bones, although you are a little late in practicing martial arts, but who let you meet the old man." ”

Ning Yuchu had a bad premonition.

The next morning, the hunch was confirmed.

He carried the old man all the way, and he had to be vigilant all around at night, and he didn't sleep deeply, and he was woken up early in the morning by someone with a stone.

"Boy, get up and practice boxing."

Ning Yuchu: ...... The master was sold by the ugly monster again!

Before arriving at Chenhu Pass, the three of them rushed for another five days, during which Ning Yuchu was carried out by the old man to practice martial arts.

It is called Huaquan to practice to the twentieth style, and the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes.

At the same time, the old man taught him to practice internal strength, and when Ning Yuchu opened the second vein of Rendu for the first time, he felt as if he had discovered a new continent.

With the assistance of internal force, the fist fight is as if the city wall has been consolidated, and it is indestructible.

Looking down from the hillside, you can see the gate of Chenhu Pass, as well as the traffic under the wall.

Ning Yuchu looked at it from afar: "It's really lively." ”

The old man also wanted to see it, and was coaxed by Tang Li to sit obediently.

With the knife given by her second brother in her hand, she trimmed the old man's messy beard, and then arranged the messy hair, so that they obediently fit the scalp and then tied it high.

Tang Li smiled: "You have a lot of energy, old man, you must have been a handsome man before." ”

The old man touched his face, touched his hair again, and smiled shyly: "I don't remember, but the old man likes to hear the truth about Xiao Lizi." ”

Ning Yuchu pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "The older you get, the thicker your skin becomes." ”

"Stinky boy, you secretly scolded the old man again!"

"No, master, don't sit in the right seat!"

"Look at the old man if he doesn't kill you!"

The two started again.

Tang Li was amused and helpless, put away his tools, and said, "If you don't enter the city again, it will be dark." ”

The two looked at each other and turned their heads in disgust.

At this time, at the gate of the city, someone was hiding in the crowd, holding a portrait in his hand, comparing with the passers-by entering and leaving the city.