"What kind of medicine everyone? If you die, you are a seller of herbs! What kind of hanging pot helps the world, what saves the life and helps the wounded, it is better to say than to sing. Pharmacies, but profiteering, otherwise how could they have accumulated such a solid net worth in the hands of several generations?"

Ye Zhiqiu scoffed at this, after all, according to rumors in the market, the medicine of the Bai family in Jincheng was very effective, and it was appreciated by the barbarian princes and magnates, and opened up the channels of the palace.

Wumeng saw that the Taoist friends who had formed an alliance not long ago had a very unkind attitude towards the Bai family, thinking that it had nothing to do with him anyway, so why bother to come against Ye Zhiqiu for the sake of a businessman who sold medicine?

How unwise! It's just utterly stupid! People who are a little smarter know how to choose, let alone the disciples of the Zhushan Sect who have practiced for hundreds of years and have repeatedly escaped all kinds of calamities.

To a certain extent, after the bigwigs have ascended to the Spiritual Sky Heavenly Realm, there are really no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are also kings. Umeng's qualifications and cultivation, at least among the monks of the side gate, consider himself second, and few people dare to admit the first.

However, he is surrounded by people who have inherited the ancient leftist way, and his cultivation may be very shallow, but the people's temperament and ruthless killing methods are definitely not what people say, just a frail and sickly little beggar, maybe a thousand-year-old monster who opened Su Hui!

Wumeng thought secretly in his heart: "The four generations and five generations of disciples of Shushan and Qingcheng are in the heart of Sichuan and Shu, holding the heavy treasures left by their predecessors, operating for generations, I don't know how much wealth they have accumulated, but they secretly support the rebels from all over the country to rise up, and fight against the barbarian empire, but they have no impact, but the Tao is becoming more and more sophisticated, I am afraid that they are waiting for the accumulation of enough external strength to fly to the upper realm together." ”

Thinking of this, Wumeng was extremely annoyed in his heart, but he keenly discovered a clue that he had ignored in the past: "In other words, there is still the possibility of ascension, and I am afraid it is also the last chance! Therefore, the remnants of the side door and left path are all active, ready to enter the world to accumulate external skills, and peek at the last glimmer of life." ”

I have to say that Wumeng, a disciple of the Zhushan Sect, has a very big brain, perhaps hearing some hidden information from his allies, and combined with his own experience, he actually made up conjectures close to the truth by himself.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the disciples on the side who were silent and did not speak, his eyes were dripping and rolling, and the surface was shining with the crystal light of wisdom, and he thought to himself: "This senior monk who has changed an unknown number of bodies, has experienced hundreds of years, witnessed the revolution of the dynasty, and now it has reached the twilight of the empire. He doesn't know how many secrets are hidden in his heart, and from this person's eyes, I'm afraid he has begun to doubt my identity, maybe he has already guessed a little, close to the truth. The wisdom of monks should not be underestimated, especially the veteran side disciples who have practiced for hundreds of years. ”

The two climbed over the wall and entered the Bai family's compound, and unknowingly touched into the east wing, which was empty, obviously the eldest son of the Bai family had something to go out, and the two daredevils were cheaper in vain.

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to lie down and sleep in his clothes directly, but the annoying things were put aside, and the strong smell of sweat on his body began to become rancid, even if he smelled it, he frowned, and the patched shirt was called a flower shirt, and the salt powder of the white flower was full of grain, and he traveled a long way back to Jincheng from Gukou, and his skin was broken.

Umeng was also aware of it, but the smell on his body was heavier, and the borrowed body was a barbarian warrior outside the Guan, and the smell of the fox in the squeaky nest was spreading, no wonder there were many mosquitoes and flies in midsummer, and none of them were around, and they were obviously smoked away.

Ye Zhiqiu figured out a way to solve it by himself, he went out of the east wing, went around the kitchen, took the hot water stored on the stove, mixed it with the cold well water, and took a shower happily, especially the messy hair that was almost like a chicken nest, and the cleaning was very clean, and then he took off all the little beggar's flower shirts, tore them into strips, and threw them directly into the stove into the fire to burn them.

After all this, Ye Zhiqiu was so bare, and turned back to the east wing room straightly, when he passed by the lower room, he noticed that there was movement behind the door, and when he was about to react, he couldn't help but stretch out a white tender hand, grabbed Ye Zhiqiu's arm, and brought it into the room hard.

In the dark, the woman's panting was a little urgent, and she was squeamish and charming: "Dead ghost, you came so late, so that the slave family and other places are scorched!

Ye Zhiqiu found that he was held tightly in his arms by a woman, his face was buried in the rich jade peach, he smelled a faint fragrance at the end of his nose, and there were ten thousand alpacas running wildly in his heart, thinking that this woman must have recognized the wrong person.

Thinking of his thin body, it must be completely different from the man who misses the night to hunt wild food, and now he is in a hurry, maybe he hasn't found it yet, I believe it won't take long to find out, how to distinguish it by then?

In order to avoid leaking the news, Ye Zhiqiu decided to strike first, otherwise he would alarm Wumeng, a disciple of the Zhushan Sect, and I am afraid that the Jincheng Bai family will not stay.

Who knows, the plump woman in the next person's room is half-dissolved, and only the plump woman with only her belly pocket left, noticed that the little man in her arms wanted to move, so she couldn't help but smile: "Don't let me move now, you will have to work hard later." If I don't squeeze you dry, the slave will not let you go. ”

Ye Zhiqiu knows a lot of martial arts skills, the shoulders on both sides swayed up and down, the grinding woman smiled coquettishly, the panting in her mouth became more and more urgent, but her right hand took the opportunity to get out of trouble, at least the elbow could move freely.

So, Ye Zhiqiu immediately used the fingering technique of "Orchid Whisk Acupoint", although the young man's physical strength was weak, and he swept the woman's numb tendons, she immediately screamed, and one arm was numb like a pinprick, and she had to temporarily let go of her hand.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhiqiu, who recognized the acupoints accurately, used his free right hand to connect the acupuncture points such as the patio, waiguan, and yangchi of the woman's left hand, and secretly used a skillful force, which directly made his left hand sore, numb, and swollen, and he couldn't move for a while, and he couldn't speak.

"Don't be silent, you can still save your life, otherwise today next year will be your death. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's words had no emotion at all, but they had a strong deterrent effect, and the originally enthusiastic woman, like a toad beaten by the rain and a thunderous grass chicken, was stunned on the spot, and couldn't say a word at all.

Just in case, Ye Zhiqiu clicked on the woman's dumb again, then squatted slightly, stretched out his left hand to hold her legs, bent his knees back, and copied his right hand to the back, poking out from under her armpit, coincidentally, just grabbing a ball of soft meat.

This woman is also a person of temperament, not a long life has just experienced ups and downs, but at this time she immediately recovered, with a woman's unique, unreasonable keen intuition, she found that the bare-ass boy who suddenly broke into the door was not a robber who killed people and set fires, a flower thief who stole jade and stole incense, but an indescribable lovely child.

The figure in her heart quickly faded and disappeared, and became a little man who was now held in his arms, his face hidden in the darkness and indistinguishable, but he was naked.

On his body, there are martial arts, points, strangeness, closeness, and mystery and unknown, which are enough to arouse the interest of the young woman who is restless in the spring, and the darkness hides everything, and also makes the cold atmosphere suddenly lively.

As the two of them walked to the bed, the woman had a lot to say, but her throat was so dry that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her mouth or make a sound.

"He ordered my dumb hole! The storyteller in the teahouse didn't even say big things, there is really a bit of acupuncture in the world, and now it seems to be a miracle! I have a, I really want him to order it. ”

In the dark, the woman leaned her head against Ye Zhiqiu's chest, and with the help of the dim moonlight outside the window, she wanted to see the little man's face clearly, but unfortunately, the luminosity was too dark, and she could only see the general outline, and it was blurred.

"It's a pity! It's a shame that I haven't been able to do one. Even if he was taken into prostitution, such a heroic man is unusual to think about, if the son of a martial arts family uses all kinds of means on me, this life is not in vain!"

Ye Zhiqiu was keenly aware of the lustful smell of the woman in her arms, who was as pure as the dew condensed at the tip of the grass.

"Wonderful! Your Yuan Yin has never been lost, but you are born with charming bones, which can be regarded as a miracle. If I use muddy water to fight the pill method, I will ...... No, ten shots into the soul, maybe you can smelt the golden pill overnight, please get the gods of Zhou Tian to descend, into the acupoints in the body, and achieve great joy!"

The corners of Ye Zhiqiu's mouth curled slightly, and the woman really moved. However, after listening to the words just now, in her heart, she had already changed the label on the little man from a martial arts master, to a warlock, and even a cultivator with a noble character.

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