Without further ado, the two of them can also be sure that the other party is a fellow sibling. After all, they both experienced the life of surviving under the same hands.

"That junior sister..." Shisan swallowed, cleared his throat and asked, "Is there anything you need to ask me for?"

Usually, after recognizing the relative, they have to cry and cry, but Thirteen and Fei Yao both chose to skip it, or the elders left some sad lessons, hoping that the younger generation would help complete it.

That time, Yang Rongkun had to explain too many things, and he saw each other before he finished speaking, so the junior sister came to recognize her relatives. Maybe there was another thing to explain.

"That senior brother..." Fei Yao's embarrassing eyes dodged, and he circled his mind several times before remembering the incident. He pulled out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve. "The master has never specifically explained what you would say when he met you, but he left me this skill, saying it was the unique skill of the leader of Shennong Valley, but I had no interest in practicing martial arts, so I just transferred it to you."

Some surprises, or as expected, were unexpected, and there was no explanation for Thirteen to taste all kinds of flavors, and it was impossible to say, but for a person who had disappeared for thirty years, it was enough to still think about someone.

Sadness came to an instant, Thirteen did not go to pick up the bamboo slips, and said indifferently: "Is this not in accordance with the rules? I am Rong Kun, and I am not qualified to practice martial arts."

The rules of Shennong Valley... He once broke those rules desperately just to live freely and freely, but unexpectedly, more people have undergone earth-shaking changes in this life.

The word "rule" caused him to be displaced for half his life, but he was still alone after all.

At this point, he had thought deeply about whether what he did was right or wrong, how to obey it honestly, and whether there would not be so many unpleasant things in the future.

"I am Na Qian, so I can still study medicine. Those old men's ideas are too outdated." Fei Yao criticized Master Changba very arrogantly. Seeing Thiran's somewhat disappointed look, he took out his rhinoceros pen and blinked, "The head of Shennong Valley is now me. I said you can practice, you can practice."

According to the rules of Shennong Valley, Na Qian and Rong Kun have clear responsibilities. One person studies medicine and the other learns martial arts. It has not changed for thousands of years. Even when his disciples were in their prime, they were divided into two factions by this famous general.

Although there has been no news for so many years, Yang Rongkun did not recruit Rongkun again. He just accepted a little girl again and prepared to train him to Na Qian so that the responsibilities of Shennong Valley could be continued.

However, Yang Rongkun had never practiced martial arts, so he had to first select martial arts secrets from the Shennong Valley library to study, then award them to Feiyao, and then give them a little advice from the side.

It is also because of this that he has studied martial arts and has laid a foundation for modifying his internal skills and mental methods in the future.

Unfortunately, Fei Yao has extremely high talent in medical skills and is more interested in medical skills, which makes her extremely disgusted with martial arts. Yang Rongkun thought of the Thirteenth, and simply broke the old rules and trained her with a versatile talent, which was to teach martial arts and medical skills, and let her practice freely.

Now Shennong Valley has no elders, which is not in line with my youth’s wishes... One day, I will let those old guys not be able to control me anymore!!

Indeed, those old guys can't control them now, and they have nothing to do with them...

Perhaps infected by his young and lively junior sister, Thiran became much more calm and solemnly gave a big gift before taking the bamboo slip with a smile: "As for orders, the leader!"

After chatting for a few more words, Fei Yao went to get medicine for Wen Jin and left first.

Thirteen went outside and found a seat to ask for a pot of wine. He put the bamboo slips on the table. He didn't rush to open them and just drank one glass after another.

The name of this secret book is engraved outside the bamboo slips - Zhemei Hand.

Thirteen's senior sister taught him this acupoint-clicking and grasping skills. According to her, she was the superficial skill she found in the library, and it didn't matter if she learned it.

Now that I think about it, she can't get into the arsenal, and she must have learned it from her master and then transferred it to Thirteen.

Zhemei Hand is a very powerful close-fitting skill. She learned the eight styles in Thirteen. Later, she referred to other grasping hands and modified them according to her own ideas, which made the eight styles have a lot of changes.

Later, everyone started to compete for internal strength, and the ordinary acupoint-pointing skills were used to gain weight and weaker. Gradually, this skill was used less and less, so I forgot it later.

"I wonder if the master of Shennong Valley has any wonderful tricks~" Shisan smiled and drank the wine in a glass, intending to disassemble the bamboo slips, but someone called him again.

"Thirteen~Thirteen~~Brother Thirteen~~Where are you?"

These few calls are even intimate, making people feel like an ant is crawling into their ears. The sudden itch caused a tremor from head to toe.

This sound... I haven't heard this tone...

Thirteen was surprised at first, but then he felt that the sound was familiar, and he poked his head out of the veil in the compartment.

At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind drifted into the compartment.

Thirteen looked around and saw that no one was calling him. When he sat down again, he raised his eyes and suddenly blurted out: "Green rain is cold!!!"

Chen Lingyu and Mingyou were already sitting opposite each other at some point, dressed in a brilliant manner, posing graceful posture. Even Mingyou took off his previous work outfit, brought a red hairpin, lit his red lips, and put on a gorgeous dress, showing off his delicate and thin lines.

The two of them were calm and relaxed, smiling as if they were there.

"Oh~~" Chen Lingyu took a glass of wine and handed it to Thirteen. Her sweet voice seemed to have just swallowed a piece of honey, and it was filled with a faint sweet fragrance. "Brother Thirteen, why are you drinking alone here? How about I come to accompany you?"

The wine in the glass is as crystal clear as amber, emitting a strong aroma of wine. It is a rare good wine, but it is not a thirteen o'clock wine.

His face was not invincible. Since he was eating and drinking for nothing, he just asked for the cheapest turbid wine. He poured it into the cup and there was a layer of floating objects like ants. The wine was also green and unclear. Although there was a beautiful name called green ant, the sour smell in his mouth seemed to be really soaking in wine with an ant.

In addition to wine, there are also more exquisite foods such as pastries, snacks, etc. on the table, which makes the plate of peanuts that Shisan just asked for is very cold.

Thirteen took the wine glass and didn't drink it. He asked straightforwardly: "Hehe, if you have something to ask me? Just say it, I'm embarrassed to do so many tricks."

Chen Lingyu also poured himself a glass of wine: "Ah hahahaha, brother Thirteenth, you are so interesting. This is not because you helped us a lot and came to reward you. Come and raise your glass together and drink this glass for our friendship."

Without saying a word, Chen Lingyu simply drank all the wine in the glass, but... no one toasted to the friendship anymore.

After coming in, Ming You turned over the bamboo slips in his hand. As for Thirteen, he looked straight at Ming You. Chen Lingyu looked at them: "Xiao Ming? Xiao Ming?"

"It's amazing! This is a very good grasping skill." Ming You made a marvelous voice, then shook his head and said, "What a pity, what a pity."

Thirteen thought there was something missing in the secret book, so he hurriedly asked: "What a pity?"
Chapter completed!