Qin Min said softly, "Since you have memorized everything, let's start doing it."

Fu Minglai nodded, thinking about which acupuncture points to press on Liang Bo to relieve his back pain.

I never thought that Qin Min would find a small sack.

Qin Min filled the bag with eight points full of sand, sealed it with a rope, and made a sandbag.

She said softly, "In addition to learning the meridian acupuncture points, you also need to learn the technique, and using this sandbag can help you better master the technique and strength."

Fu Minglai nodded.

Qin Min got the sandbag and tried to pinch it twice, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

This sandbag is too soft and is only suitable for practicing kneading, pinching, one-finger meditation, etc., and is not suitable for practicing patting, pushing, and pressing.

The latter needs to use a harder sandbag to keep the effort going.

Qin Min turned his head to look at Fu Minglai, "Do you have any thicker sand here?"

Fu Minglai was stunned.

Qin Min untied the bag and took out the sand inside, "It's better to be twice as big as this."

Coarse sandbags are harder to press, and fine sandbags are softer to press.

This different touch sensation is like the various parts of the human body, and pressing more is beneficial to the practice technique and strength.

Fu Minglai still realized for the first time that there was a difference in the thickness of the sand, and thought for a while, "I didn't pay attention to these, I'll go out and find it later."

Qin Min thought for a moment, "In that case, you can find some finer sand by the way."

The sand is softer to the touch, and can be used to practice dexterity.

It's just that this kind of sand is generally not easy to find.

Liang Bo lay on the bed, watching them toss like this, he was a little embarrassed for a while.

He also thought that he could directly start pressing after learning some meridian acupoints, but he didn't expect to have to fix these sandbags so many things.

He coughed lightly, "Little lady, I will lie down for more than ten days with this back injury, just press it twice, you don't have to be so troublesome."

Fu Minglai said calmly, "You are all this age, so you don't necessarily have to flash your waist this time."

Liang Bo choked and turned his head angrily, he was so intimate to save these young people some trouble, they didn't appreciate it.

Fu Minglai said calmly: "Little lady, don't worry about him, craftsmanship is originally a meticulous job, and the little lady teaches me carefully, and she also wants me to learn well, I still understand."

Qin Min curled his lips.

If the massage is done well, it can dredge the stagnant place of the human body, relieve the fatigue of the human body, and make people feel a hundred times more energetic.

I only know some meridian acupoints, and I can't achieve this effect by pressing it twice.

The real massage skills are so meticulous that they can even be said to be cumbersome, and it is thanks to Fu Minglai that he can learn from her without being in a hurry.

This man may not be able to become a generation of massage masters!

Qin Min tied up the sandbag again, demonstrated more than a dozen massage techniques to him, and explained the key points of the techniques.

Then he handed the sandbag to Fu Minglai, "You can try it with this sandbag first."

Fu Minglai imitated Qin Min's technique, and felt that he didn't use much force.

The sandbags under his hand suddenly tore and cracked, and sand flowed out of the hole.

Qin Min looked at the quicksand.

Suddenly worried that he would press Liang Bo into an accident.

Fu Minglai was silent, only feeling that this sandbag was too necessary.

If he had pressed Uncle Liang like this just now, Uncle Liang would probably have to lie on the bed for the rest of his life.

"I'll go find these three sandbags first, and then I'll come back to you after learning the technique, it shouldn't take too long."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly rushed into the thatched hut and said excitedly, "Chief, come quickly, that giant python seems to be gone!"

The python stayed in the waterhole for almost a long time, and finally left.

Fu Minglai and the others rushed to the edge of the waterhole.

They were four feet away from the pool, and they couldn't see the bottom of the pool clearly, but they felt that the pool looked calm and peaceful.

"Don't you see that stick stuck in the waterhole pointing at the little snake on the rock?"

They couldn't see the bottom of the pool, but could only see if the sticks of the transmission were pointing at the snake on the rocks, so as to determine whether there were pythons under the pool.

Now the stick did not point at the snake drawing, and the python naturally left through the hole at the bottom of the pool.

Almost all of them had a smile on their faces.

"Great! Finally gone!"

"Chief, let's fill the water quickly, that python doesn't know when it will come back."

Everyone was ready to go with pots and barrels and other containers, just waiting for Fu Ming to speak, and immediately rushed to store the water that would be used in the past few days before the giant python came back.

"Don't worry, you wait here first."

Fu Minglai took the basin and took the lead towards the waterhole.

The others held their breath and watched his back, fearing that when he walked to the edge of the pool, the python would suddenly turn back.

Fu Minglai didn't delay, and immediately went back after filling the basin of water.

"Smell the water."

The others came over and sniffed in a daze, but they didn't smell anything, and the tip of their noses almost touched the surface of the water and sniffed it twice before they hesitated, "Why does it seem to stink?"

Although Fu Minglai didn't smell it, he also expected it to be like this.

Although the water in the waterhole has been flowing, it can't stop the giant python from soaking in the waterhole for too long.

The speed of changing the water can't keep up with the outflow of bodily fluids from the python, and there is more fishy smell in the water.

Fu Minglai poured the water back into the pool, "Don't rush to fill the water first, wait until the water in the pool has been changed a few times."

Everyone else responded, and they weren't exhausted enough to drink the python bath water.

The crowd squatted outside the pool with pots or buckets, staring at the sticks for fear that it would start to shake again.

Finally, when the water in the waterhole completely lost its fishy smell, everyone hurriedly took pots and pans and other containers to hold the water.

Seeing that all the containers were filled with water, enough for several days, everyone's mood was a little excited.

When they had finished filling the water, they looked at the sticks stuck in the pool, which were still in place.

The python was still gone.

They looked at each other, and immediately took the clothes they wanted to wash, and quickly scrubbed them by the waterhole.

Qin Min naturally wouldn't lag behind, so he brought his clothes and took a place by the waterhole to scrub them.

A group of people scrubbed by the waterhole.

Qin Min soaked Fu Minglai's clothes in the pool, and just as he wanted to pick them up, he was almost carried into the pool by the unexpected weight.

Fu Minglai's clothes were too big, and this one absorbed water, and it was heavier than her two clothes combined.

Qin Min steadied his feet and dragged his clothes to the stone slab with force, and then slowly scrubbed the mud on his clothes.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the sound of water sounded from the middle of the pool.

Many people hurriedly raised their heads and saw that the figure in the middle of the pool was not a giant python, but a wet Fu Minglai.

Those people breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm scared to death! I thought the python was coming."

"Boss, why do you dare to go into the water, when you catch up with that giant python and come back, won't you have time to escape?"

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