This thing has been studying how to needle himself since the day he cultivated, and Wen Wanwan clearly knew that even with the help of Guan Thought, it would be difficult for him to resist the strength after the outbreak.

But for the battle of Yu Qi Needle Gate, most people already have a set of ideas.

Fight-> dodge the outbreak-> delay time-> Lao Tzu won't kill you kidney-deficient boy."

Wen Wanwan went to fight the Qi Needle Gate basically according to this law, and the one-on-one situation of the Qi Needle Gate disciples who broke out was indeed not easy to fight.

can only avoid this outbreak period, and then because of the physical potential, the whole person will be extremely weak.

At this time, the kidney deficiency boy is like pinching a soft persimmon, soft and easy to pinch.

Time is like Teacher Yu Hua, who is a cultural person, who would have thought that this product would also be a failed student in the college entrance examination.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Wanwan had already rested for three whole days, and there was no way to make significant progress in a short period of time, and all the spiritual power was condensed.

All the way to the high-speed rail, and then to the subway, I came to Hangzhou, and a patient standing in line outside the traditional Chinese medicine hall that didn't look good was at this time.

This is the location of the Qi Needle Gate, a small broken Chinese medicine hall, but it has been passed down for hundreds of years, and its reputation among the people is ridiculously high.

Looking at the dense figures in front of him, the old man of the Bai family suddenly looked at Wen Wanwan.

"Shall you go now?"

"Let's wait for them to rest at noon, it's better not to disturb them when the Qi needle door is treated."

Most of the people in the Qi Needle Gate have a good temper, after all, learning acupuncture and moxibustion, the beginning of the practice is stable, and after a long time, the personality will be more or less affected.

But this kind of good temper is limited, no one can disturb them to treat diseases and save people, even if it is influenced by the Heavenly Master, they have to be scolded twice.

Wen Wanwan knew very well that in their eyes, there was nothing more important than curing the disease and saving people.

Even if he goes to worship the mountain gate according to the rules, he will be scolded 100%, and he will wait obediently on the side.

Now it was not far from noon, Wen Wanwan simply took the three old men to look for food in Hangzhou.

Although many people are complaining that Hangzhou is a food desert, in fact, there are still a lot of delicious things in this place.

Wen Wanwan first found a kind of cake that originated in the Southern Song Dynasty, called Southern Song Dynasty Dingsheng Cake, which was made of glutinous rice flour, white sugar, bean paste, and osmanthus.

It tastes fluffy and delicious, sweet but not greasy, and has been loved by the surrounding area for thousands of years.

Wen Wanwan didn't eat too much after simply eating two pieces, and turned his head to find a second food.

As a foodie, the ability to locate food is completely beyond imagination, and Wen Wanwan's nose has come to the front of a small stall.

Looking at the noodles boiling in the pot, Wen Wanwan quietly swallowed her saliva.

"What is this?"

"Katagawa, do you want a bowl?"

Although she hadn't heard of it, Wen Wanwan quickly decided to serve a small bowl and watched the production process.

This thing is somewhat similar to knife-cut noodles, where the noodles are flaky and the soup is very different.

This soup base is made with ingredients such as pickled cabbage, sliced bamboo shoots, and shredded lean pork, and you can feel the aroma just by smelling it.

A bowl of noodles was cooked quickly, and Wen Wanwan found a place to sit down with a disposable paper bowl.

When eating noodles, you must first drink soup, which is the most critical place to judge whether a bowl of noodles can be delicious.

As long as the soup base doesn't taste bad and the noodles are about the same heat, they won't be too unpalatable.

As a mouthful of hot soup enters the stomach, the layered taste suddenly explodes in the mouth.

The flavor of the cabbage combined with the fragrance of the bamboo shoots and the meat of the shredded lean meat can give people a great sense of satisfaction.

In particular, this soup is relatively rich to drink, and when you bite into it, the crispness of the bamboo shoots and the strength of the lean shredded meat come from your teeth at the same time, and the more you bite into it, the more you bite it, the more you bite it.

After eating a whole bowl of noodles, a little sweat broke out on Wen Wanwan's forehead.

Turning his head to look at the three old men on the side, these goods didn't care about their image at all.

The food in Daomen these days can't be said to be bad, but compared to Wen Wanwan, these elders always have to estimate some face on other people's territory, plus their reflexes will decline after they are full, once Wen Wanwan has a problem, I am afraid that they will not be able to rescue them as soon as possible.

This also led to the fact that they could eat at most six minutes a day, and after arriving in Hangzhou, this scruple was also relaxed a lot.

After all, this is the territory of the Qi Needle Gate, and there are so many people in the entire sect, it can be said that as long as there is a breath, they can be carried back.

Taking advantage of the few opportunities to eat refreshment, these old men have already stacked a stack of paper bowls in front of them.

Wen Wanwan patted her head, and didn't pay attention to them, but shrugged her nose and fixed her eyes on a vendor in the distance.

It's the same noodles, but the taste from there is obviously different, and the unique aquatic flavor makes Wen Wanwan almost come to him at the fastest speed in his life.

"It's ???"

"Shrimp fried eel noodles, eighteen and one bowls."

"Have a bowl!"

Wen Wanwan looked at the eels jumping around in the box on the side, and without thinking, she swept a bowl of money directly to the boss.

"Okay, I'll give you two more hairy meatballs!"

The boss smiled and scooped up an eel, and then began to make it.

This noodle can be seen from the name alone what the raw materials are, the two aquatic products are mixed together, and Wen Wanwan's whole person is already full of expectations.

Just as he was about to ask the boss what this prickly meat ball was, a strong mana fluctuation suddenly came from the Chinese medicine hall in the distance.

This kind of fluctuation is similar to a dantian explosion, and although it is far away, although it does not hurt, it is enough to make Wen Wanwan and several old men of the Bai family vigilant.

There are so many ordinary people at the scene, and it is difficult not to suspect that there was some accident when there was such a big fluctuation suddenly.

Looking at the few old men who had already stood up, Wen Wanwan's eyes were fixed on the crowd queuing at the door.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, it's still receiving treatment normally, and I'll ask after noon."

Wen Wanwan pulled the three who wanted to rush, and temporarily suppressed the idea of wanting to investigate.

No matter what the reason for the fluctuation just now, but they are still receiving normal treatment, it means that it is not a big problem, if they break in at this time, first, they will disturb the Qi Needle Gate to treat diseases and save people, and second, if it is their own private affairs, it is not easy for outsiders to know?

Several old men of the Bai family glanced at the patients who were still queuing, and finally put their minds at ease, and were about to continue the noodles, when they turned their heads and saw the shrimp fried eel noodles that the small traders were making. (End of chapter)