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Su Changqing was lying on the back of the white crane, his eyes open, and he kept panting, only feeling as if his whole body was about to fall apart, and his waist was also painful, and he directly felt that he was ten years older.

At high altitude, the air was a little thin, which was very uncomfortable for him, so Su Changqing could only gasp slowly, and the air he inhaled in his stomach was so cold that his stomach shivered.

After returning home, Su Changqing got down from under the white crane with his waist up, and his movements were very twisted, not at all as chic as when he went up.

After whispering a few words to Hakuzuru, he took out a key from his trouser pocket and opened the door tremblingly.

At this moment, the courtyard is still very quiet, Su Changqing glanced at a few soil roosters in the chicken coop, and felt that his family must be fully armed, otherwise there are so many ghosts and ghosts now, and if you accidentally offend, you will be offended.

Limped back to his room, Su Changqing took a few painkiller patches from the drawer, put a few on his waist with great difficulty, and then after packing up his things, he lay on the bed with his head on the pillow, and fell asleep like this.

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Before going to bed, I was still thinking that it was useless to pour black dog blood and draw peach branches today, so let's try it in a different way next time.

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The morning light reflected a faint white light through the leaves, and the sky gradually became white, at this time, a high rooster crow sounded in the courtyard, accompanied by the rooster crow, a young monk wearing a single coat, was punching in the yard.

This punch is a tiger and a tiger, the fist style is cold, the end is good-looking, although I don't know how practical, but the ornamentation is very high.

Immediately afterward, the gate of the main house facing the courtyard opened with a "squeak", and an old man with gray hair walked out tremblingly.

"Lord Sushi. ”

After seeing Su Changqing coming out of the house, Yuan Guang had just finished punching, and when he looked ahead, he found Su Changqing, and hurriedly put down his hands that were a little frozen red, and nodded slightly at him.

"It's Master Yuanguang...... Got up so early to box?"

Su Changqing rubbed his waist and said with a smile.

Yuanguang's face was still very serious, and he didn't have a single expression, but after nodding slightly, he didn't say a word, and continued to box.

Su Changqing didn't care much either, and walked towards the kitchen step by step.

It's just that his back is very strange, limping around his waist, looking very funny.

This is naturally the sequelae that fell after last night's strenuous exercise, and after a night of suffering, it is still not good. And it seems that this flash waist is even more serious than before, and it is estimated that it will take a few days or a week to get better.

However, the time of this task is only 8 days, so Su Changqing can only find various ways to make his waist get better as soon as possible, otherwise if he goes to someone else's house again at night, he may have to put his old life on the line. He's literally doing a mission with his life now!

After sighing for a while, Su Changqing came to the kitchen, filled a bowl of porridge, took a salted egg, and slowly sat on the chair, his hands were still a little trembling, and his hands holding the spoon were a little unsteady.

Every day's breakfast, lunch and dinner, are made by Yuan Guang and the little monk together, I don't know if it is because they used to cook in the temple, their cooking level is actually very good, and even in some dishes, they are even better than him, an old man.

Today's porridge is very thick, probably a few bowls, and you can skip the lunch. However, Su Changqing didn't eat much, and after eating a bowl of porridge, he came to the courtyard with his erhu in his arms, sat on a chair and waited for Yuan Guang to punch him.

When Yuanguang was boxing, his attention was very concentrated, not to mention the person standing next to him, even when he was performing arts, he couldn't take his eyes off it, ignoring the conversation of the theater watcher, and he was really engrossed.

Su Changqing knows the daily routine of these two little monks, getting up at about five o'clock in the morning, or earlier, and then the young monk boxing, and the little monk is chanting in the room, and then eating, boxing, chanting, cleaning the room, etc., it can be said that it is particularly regular, so Su Changqing was so smooth sailing when he went out last night.

Because of the waist flash, Su Changqing knew that he probably couldn't ride a bike, so he came to the courtyard, and after Yuanguang finished boxing, he asked him, a beginner who had only learned tricycle for a few days, to take him to the teahouse.

"Lord Sushi. ”

Yuan Guang, who finished punching, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the white-haired old man lying in the rocking chair, as if he was waiting for him.

"Did the little master do a good job?"

Su Changqing showed a kind smile.

"Hmm. Yuan Guang nodded dumbfoundedly, "Master Su, what's the matter with you?"

"Yes, of course. Su Changqing looked at him with a smile, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"My waist flashed...... I want you to send my old bone down the mountain......"

"Your waist flashed?"

Yuan Guang was a little puzzled.

"yes. Su Changqing said without changing his face, "People are getting old...... I moved a little and I flashed my waist......"

"Okay. Yuan Guang didn't doubt the authenticity of what Su Changqing said, and after thinking about it, he readily agreed.

Su Changqing smiled, staggered away with difficulty while holding the erhu, and couldn't bear to look at Yuanguang in his heart.

"Su Shi ......"

"What's wrong?" Su Changqing was a little strange, turned his head and asked him.

"It's better to ......" Yuan Guang hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Why don't you give you a massage at night?" ”

Su Changqing didn't care, just treated the other party's craftsmanship as usual, and this massage was also a momentary kindness, so he smiled and nodded, "Yes." ”

The two of them talked and walked all the way to the door, but when he stepped out of the house and walked behind the tricycle, Su Changqing found a very embarrassing thing.

That is, he can't get in the car.

Because after flashing his waist, his waist hurt badly after a few movements, let alone stepping on it. What's more, Yuanguang is also nearby, so he can't use light power to fly up.

"Little Master......

Su Changqing beckoned and called the young monk over with a smile on his face.

"Lord Sushi. ”

Yuan Guang walked over and glanced at Su Changqing, a little confused, not knowing what was going on.

After all, although he usually looks extremely rigorous, he is actually a serious stupid big guy with terrible low emotional intelligence.

Su Changqing looked at him helplessly with a blank face, and could only say out, "I can't go up." ”

Yuankuang's eyes glanced at his waist and saw him, and then he suddenly realized that he immediately strode over.

Su Changqing looked at the figure of him coming, thinking that he would help himself up, but he didn't expect that this stupid monk stretched out his hands and hugged him directly!

Su Changqing was also a little helpless in his heart, and he was silent when he lay in the monk's arms, and then he felt that the monk jumped lightly, jumped onto the tricycle, and then carefully put him on a bamboo chair, and after putting it away, he jumped off the tricycle.

Then the monk sat down on the seat of the tricycle, drove the car somewhat unskillfully, and drove down the hill with a bang.