Chapter Eleven: The Nun Goes Down the Mountain
"Why do you feel absent-minded?" Aicheng rubbed the ball inside his hand, and no matter how hard he rubbed it, he felt that he was not as casual as Yingning's little girl. Yingning followed his master to the head of Jingyue's temple at noon, and asked Aicheng to have supper. Aicheng could only steam buns here.
"Is there something big?" Acropolis could not think of what Master Mu Chen planned to summon these disciples, so he didn't dare to go over and inquire. Besides, he was not a curious person, but thinking that he hadn't seen Su Chan'er for several days, the little girl was chattering around him and felt a sense of boredom.
Irritable!
He simply threw the dough on the chopping board, slapped his palms hard, and his mouth became a whale swallowing force, and he rushed down until it was smashed down.
The chopping boards were broken into two pieces, and this layer of flour spread in the air. When the huge dough flew out of the flour, it was grabbed by the Acropolis in his hand.
"This, is it done?" Acropolis was holding the dough in his hand, looking at his masterpiece foolishly. He had just cultivated the sense of venting energy and played it with the palm of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms. This power was a bit powerful.
The chopping board is solid wood. Although it is not too thick, it is just that the chopping board used to knead noodles cannot be compared with the chopping board in the kitchen that is specially used for chopping vegetables. However, it cannot be split by just the pair of meat palms of the Acropolis.
"It seems that the destructive power of internal energy is really extraordinary," I felt the feeling of weakness and weakness that suddenly came from my body. Thinking of the description in the book, Aichi knew that this was a manifestation of internal energy overdrawal. At best, his situation was just a sense of qi, and it could not be considered as a cultivation inside. There was a hint of hot air flow in the dantian, which was controlled to spread to both hands and jumped out all at once. Of course, he felt a sense of fatigue.
He quickly picked up the chopping board and threw it on the firewood pile, put the dough into the kitchen, and began to gesture with both hands. He naturally did not have the ability to subdue the Eighteen Dragons. However, Song Qingshu's perception of the Eighteen Dragons subdue palms was mixed with a lot of ordinary palms that he had realized, such as pushing the palm, chopping the palm, cutting the seal, pressing the palm, etc. Although the power was still poor, Acropolis felt that since he had this thing, it would be best to start practicing to do something that would intentionally or unintentionally lay the foundation.
The practice was straightforward, and the palms were swung in different directions, and the Acropolis felt a little warm air flow in his dantian again, itchy, like a little bug drilling naughtyly inside. When I started working on a horse, my legs unconsciously posed for horse stance, and my upper body was axle, and my palms were swinging left and right. The speed became faster and faster. The cotton robe wrapped around my waist and abdomen began to swell slightly!
Whale penetration method!
This is the most basic method for warriors to cultivate internal strength. They breathe in the martial arts world, such as Guixu in Wudang, Lingji in Shaolin, and Shenzang in Kunlun. These are all extremely wise top secret methods that are passed on from inside but not outside.
This whale swallowing and breathing method is actually the most important product in the martial arts world. It is easy to get this thing if you have a bit of a martial arts world. This book given by Su Chaner is actually the same, but it only has some of Su Chaner’s own annotations and insights on it. After watching the Acropolis, I quickly figured out how to practice this thing.
Whale swallows and breathes, and in a different way. In a broad sense, when you can sense the sensation of qi, you have to drive the surrounding air flow through body movement. When your pores breathe, you can naturally incorporate these spiritual energy into the body. This is the basic principle of most breathing methods. However, the efficiency of effective spiritual energy that can be incorporated into the body has become the standard for distinguishing the level of the secrets of the martial arts.
The efficiency of whale penetration is naturally the lowest.
In this way, the Acropolis would not have caused such a big disturbance. His cultivation was almost the same as that of ordinary internal masters, so there must be other reasons.
That's right.
Marrow-cleaning pills. The two Marrow-cleaning pills swallowed by the Acropolis!
The entire process of marrow cleaning is actually related to the structure of the human body. From the perspective of the body, the ranking from shallow to deep is divided into skin, flesh, bone, blood, and marrow.
As the last position, the importance of marrow can be imagined. marrow is divided into bone marrow and blood marrow. For those who practice martial arts, this marrow is naturally a general term.
Washing marrow, washing marrow, washing is actually a meaning of purification. It removes the dross and takes the essence, which is similar to this. It is to remove the waste residues in the human body, and at the same time, it also widens the tendons and veins and condenses them and strengthens them.
The tendons and veins of the Acropolis were widened and stared at, which was extremely tough. This only requires a marrow-cleaning pill, but the problem is that the Acropolis swallowed two directly!
If the Acropolis had not fainted in the middle of the night that night, it would be hard to say whether he could have suffered the pain. The Marrow Cleansing Pill is originally a sacred medicine for Wudang. Since it is a pill, it is naturally effective. Therefore, after improving the qualifications of the Acropolis, the remaining medicinal power that has not been dispersed is hidden in the muscles, bones, and flesh. Every time the Acropolis touches the tendons and veins and leads the qi and breathes, it will force a lot of medicinal power out of the tendons and veins.
These Acropolis were not aware of, but the truth was so. It was completely explained, the exaggerated momentum of his practice at this time.
The palm of the Acropolis is unintentionally moving naturally. The feet are open, about the width of the shoulders, upright knees, grab the ground with ten toes, put one hand on the hip, and the other hand is swaying forward or backward. The two hands interact. Relax the shoulders, loosen the palm, swing the ears, and swing the legs below; the upper body is upright, and the eyes look straight. He has practiced a chain of chopping palms, because the speed is faster and faster, but there is a bit of a powerful force. The left and right arms are swing forward one after another, which is a chain of chopping palms; the left and right arms are swing backward one after another, which is a chain of hanging palms. It is collectively called "chain chopping palms". The left and right arms are formed into round circles, avoid crossing, and lower horse stance stance.
"Huh, it's so good, it feels like a sauna," his body warmed up. Acropolis slowly opened his eyes, opened his spreading hands, feeling that the opportunity was finally in his hands, and he could practice martial arts. And the miraculous effect just now was naturally empathized by him, so excited.
Then, his eyelids twitched.
"This, this left eye twitches wealth, right eye twitches disaster, I am," Acropolis suddenly felt guilty, his right eyelid was too naughty, so why are you dancing at this time?
"Can you encounter any unlucky things today? I'm just staying on this mountain. I don't believe there is anything else. Could it be that I have no food to eat? Haha," said a dry laugh, and Acropolis Jinwu began to steam buns.
"Brother Wei, Brother Wei!"
After he entered the kitchen to set up a steamer, he heard Ying Ning's scream. He was very panicked and anxious, with a shrill trembling voice in his tone. Then a gray and white shadow suddenly hit the far door and rushed to the arms of the Acropolis who had walked into the yard. "Brother Wei--!"
The last sound was a heart-wrenching feeling, like the cry of a cuckoo's blood. Acropolis instantly raised a layer of coldness in his eyes when he heard it, and then slowly dissipated and patted the little girl on the back, "Girl, what's wrong? Who bullies you?"
"Brother Wei..." The little girl threw herself into the arms of the Acropolis as if she had found a complete harbor, and she started crying, "Brother Wei, third senior sister, third senior sister...she..."
The little girl spoke in a hurry, with a crying voice. She didn't say the last words, stuck there, and didn't explain them clearly for a long time.
"Hmm?" Hearing the cold and cold that had just dissipated in the Acropolis, the Acropolis, appeared again, slowly helping Yingning to follow her back, "It's okay, just say slowly, what's wrong with your Third Senior Sister?"
Perhaps it was Acropolis' actions that calmed the little girl down. When she heard this, the little girl's expression condensed, then she half raised her head and choked, "Sister 3, Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister is in jail!"
"I'm going to jail?" Acropolis' heart slammed, his eyes flashing, "How could that woman go to jail?"
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The Shijia Village is very lively now.
The county magistrate came down to ask about his well-being and sent ten taels of silver from the county warehouse as comfort money. A seventy-year-old man died, but it was a turmoil. There was no way. In addition, the man in the county warehousing has not made any decisions for a long time, and many rumors have begun to spread among the people.
"What's going on with the county magistrate? Why haven't you known the sins of those nuns for a long time?"
"Can the county magistrate fall in love with those water-ling nuns?"
"No, the county magistrate is old, and the concubine at home is also very tender. If you really have any hobbies, you should be with those old nuns."
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This little ordinary person, who didn't know that the world was high and he talked about these casually in private, could not sit still. He was also aggrieved. Although he had been a parent official for so many years, he also secretly gained some money, but in general, he asked himself that he was an official with his conscience and had accumulated a reputation for so many years. With these speculations and conjectures of the emptiness of the wind, could it be that our reputation as a good official seems to be blown away?
How can this be done?
The case was naturally difficult to handle with the Wudang Sect's engagement. Therefore, before the case was closed, the two Emei disciples could only stay in the class room. So, he quickly made a move to be close to the people and wanted to calm the people! First, he went to Shijia Village in person to see the family of the late old man.
The news that the county magistrate came to the village was like the cuckoo's chirping, one by one, and one immediately passed to the other. Therefore, when the county magistrate arrived at the village, most of the villagers and people greeted around were ordinary people from other villages, such as Majia Village in Linjiagou.
Zheng Jingzhi was pushed into the village and went to the house. Only then did the surrounding villagers notice that the county master was following a young man in white in Beijian, with his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and was very eye-catching. Many girls who went out to watch the fun suddenly blushed as they watched. The young man looked at the names of the surrounding villages coldly and frowned slightly from time to time. The county master took care of the feelings of the person beside him. Even when he entered the house, he asked someone to take out two chairs.
"This is the Wudang Sect Young Master Mo," Zheng Jingzhi introduced to the villagers who came into the front door. He naturally had heard of the name of Wudang, but he thought that Wudang Mountain is so far away, what's the point of joining the fun here? The person in the village was an old man in his seventies. After coming to the two of them to meet, he asked the villagers watching the fun to bring the widow of Shi's family and their children and grandchildren to ask questions.
The widow Shi is an old woman who has never seen the world before. She felt a little panicked when she arrived at the main hall. Zheng Jingzhi asked someone to give her a seat and then took out the prepared silver. "The ten taels of silver here are my own and the county government. The old man, no one can recover from death. Please mourn me."
When Shi heard this, he was confused. The old man's ears were not good. He thought that he had caused something to do before his death. He cried so hard that his daughter-in-law took the money and explained slowly at the old man. The grandson next to him saw that his grandmother was crying, and immediately bit his little yellow-haired braid and laughed.
Boss Shi slapped the little boy behind Ah Mother and wiped his tears and sniffed, saluting Zheng Jingzhi, "My county magistrate, my father is wronged!"
If it is broken, I'm afraid of this!
Zheng Jingzhi's face, which was still calm, instantly sank. Didn't this guy see a big Buddha next to me? But since he is a parent, he will naturally hear it. "I have been investigating this case for a while and it's basically clear that you still have to shout for justice. Then tell me, is your father's fault dead?"
Mo Yuqing sat aside casually with his sword in his arms, looking at the sarcasm in Zheng Jingzhi's words, and felt disdainful. However, he had to admit that this old guy could be an official, at least he could intimidate people and win the hearts of the people.
"Although my father is seventy-two, he is always healthy and has rarely been ill. But why did he suddenly suffer the trouble on the day those disciples on the mountain forced their debts? How could this not be wronged? It was obviously those nuns who forced them to die," Boss Shi said slowly, with both emotion and emotion. In the end, the strong man was actually crying and heartbroken. The sadness of the man who died was just right. While saying that, he repeatedly thought in his mind that as long as he insisted that my father's death was inseparable from those girls, the patriarch promised that he would book a private school for five years for my father for another year, and the vegetable field in the south would be distributed to our house next year. Although the reason why my father died was not complicated, it was a coincidence, he had to say this here, Dad, you have a spirit in the sky. When you know, don't blame your son, just treat it as a contribution to your children and grandchildren.
"I checked. Although Mr. Shi is in good health, he is old and has had a day after all. And before the day of the incident, your wife went to Shangnan Street to catch medicine. Is it wrong?" Master Xing handed it to Zheng Jingzhi with this file. It was the process of the entire case he recorded. Zheng Jingzhi handed it to Mo Yuqing, "You can take a look at it when you are young?"
"Just just try it out. Don't misjudgment of the wise and foolish people. I have wronged the good people," Mo Yuqing waved his hand, picked up the teacup but did not give the county master face.
"Well, the young man's words are reasonable," Zheng Jingzhi took back the copy and made a decision in his heart. "Boss Shi, we can find out the reason for this person's death clearly. The coroner has also seen it. He died of illness naturally. You have been crying for justice for your kindness?"
Finally, the words came to the forefront. In fact, the whole thing was very simple. The eldest son of Shi's family knew that his father died suddenly. No one came out to write this, but by chance, the girls from the Emei Sect came to the village to collect rent at noon and brought land deeds. This was said to be a debt-repulsing force. There was no way, and the villagers around the village could take this opportunity to get rid of the rent, which was also considered to be the general of the Emei Sect. To put it bluntly, the surrendering general made a big deal, and then negotiated conditions with Emei, and exempted rent!
Boss Shi kept biting the Emei Sect's debt-compulsing matter. Master Zheng thought to excuse Su Chan'er, so that people could not be punished with a slight crime. But there were so many people in front of him, and he could not talk about private chats, but the county master of his parents was anxious. At this time, the detective outside the hall, Fei Bu came in and reported that it was the nun's door in Mount Emei.
Mo Yuqing's eyes lit up and he quickly walked out to greet him. Master Zheng slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, it's hard to join in the fun," he said, "Hey, this is all here to join in the fun," helplessly, the head of Emei is not very small. Besides, the master has gone out, how can he not go? He also gets up and goes out to greet him.
It was indeed the head of Emei, Master Mu Chen, and his disciples, who were in charge of Emei. However, the most conspicuous one was the Acropolis that Mo Yuqing saw at a glance.
There is no way, standing among a bunch of women, he is so tall and thin!
I saw it, my status has changed. This book is currently a contracted work. Although it is not the first time, it is still worth celebrating. There is another news, and there is another update.
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Chapter completed!