"One liang, two liang..."

On Wanqing Bridge, Wu Lai was not afraid of the rain, so he sat on the bridge and was counting silver.

The white silver was enough for a small bag. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't received so much money. He counted and smiled while laughing. The wound that accidentally pulled his cheek was hurt so much that tears were about to flow down.

"What a cruel little girl. One day, grandpa wants..."

I can't let go of the harsh words afterwards.

As a ruffian, eroticism is the biggest tiger skin, but eyesight is also indispensable. You must realize who can provoke and who cannot provoke; who can bully and who should avoid it.

As outsiders, Xu Nianniang and his daughter opened a martial arts hall in Jingxian County. With Xu Jun's beauty, many people wanted to make ideas at the beginning.

But none of these people can get it well.

Wu Laitou understood that these two fathers and daughters were not good at robbing. Xu Jun kicked them away and lost three teeth, which made him deeply realize that they were completely different from each other, and even if you think about it, just think about it.

Fortunately, Cao Guitang and Ma Jintai were scared. In addition to paying three taels in advance, they compensated five taels later, which added up to eight taels. The rich silver taels were enough to make up for the pain.

After counting the money and packing it up, I happily thought that I would go to Zuichun Tower now, or wait for the evening to go. The plump peach blossom girl in the building has been thinking about it for a long time, and she has no money at hand and cannot get in.

"No, I finally got it and I had to do it for a while before I could stop. Then I would find a good medicine to take it first. I will do it seven times or eight times a night, so I won't lose money."

He thought, and got up and got down the bridge.

Two girls passed by together. When they saw him, they were so scared that they were so scared that they quickly turned around and ran away.

Wu Laitou smiled: It seems that his majesty was not kicked off by Xu Jun, and he is still the same slut that everyone is afraid of!

So I raised my head and my chest, but I felt my face hurt and my mouth was so sticky that it was uncomfortable. So I came to the willow tree by the river, squatted down, and reached out to scoop a handful of water to rinse my mouth.

Whoosh!

A claw clamp suddenly popped out of the water, and it clamped his throat in an instant.

This is……

Wu Laitou was so shocked that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound.

The claw clamp exerted force and dragged him into the water. His legs struggled for a few times, then he fell into disguise, and only a circle of ripples spread out.

There were originally some people nearby, but since Wu Laitou sat on the bridge and counted money, these people have gone as far as they could, so no one saw this terrifying and mysterious scene.

And even if someone sees him, he thinks that Wu Laitou is wronged and falls into the water.

Who would like to save such a person?

It's best to drown...

...

"The time is here."

Xu Jun walked in and reached out to ask Chen Sanlang to return the yellow paper, asking, "How much do you remember?"

Chen Sanlang replied: "I remember one."

Xu Jun was stunned: "Which one?"

"Ren Mai, Tanzhong Point."

Xu Jun's eyes looked at him very brightly: "Why only remember one? You scholars are very good at memorizing things."

The imperial examinations, the Four Books and Five Classics, and memorizing them like flowing, are all excellent memory skills. Therefore, as long as Chen Sanlang is willing, it will not be a problem to remember dozens of acupoints within one hour.

Chen Sanlang answered honestly: "I think with my current situation, it is enough to learn one. If you can't chew too much, you will choke."

Xu Jun nodded: "No, people are expensive, they know... Hehe, if you remember a lot of things, I will ignore you."

He thought he would use this as a test, and he tested Chen Sanlang's nature. He paused and asked again: "Why remember this?"

"I heard that this acupoint can be fixed, so I want to learn it."

Xu Jun laughed: "Just praise you for being self-aware, but you just wanted to fly without learning to walk."

Chen Sanlang asked: "Is there any saying that acupoints are fixed?"

In my memory, many magical and mysterious descriptions in martial arts novels emerged. Those knights clicked casually and the enemy fell down, which was so cool.

Xu Jun narrowed his eyes: "Of course there is, but you have no internal strength and can't learn at all, so don't think too much."

Soon, she began to teach the tricks of "Jingfeng Finger" to point the Tanzhong acupoint. The fingering method is a bit strange. It is not a finger, but a index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and three fingers slightly spread. The middle finger mainly attacks and points the acupoints, and the other two fingers press on the side to form an auxiliary.

After effectively typing the acupoints, the target can be frustrated and unable to move.

This is not moving, but it is essentially the legendary acupoint and immobilization. However, according to Xu Jun, if you want to create such a wonderful effect, you must burst out the energy and penetrate into the acupoint and produce deep effects. There are very few people who can do this.

Under Chen Sanlang's conditions, when he clicked the Tanzhong acupoint, he could only make the other person feel chest tightness and irritability, or the pain was unbearable. This would have to be held while standing still and letting him poke it hard countless times before he could succeed.

It is not easy to learn kung fu.

It is even more difficult for Chen Shusheng to learn kung fu.

Xu Jun actually wanted to teach him some superficial fist routines. The problem is that Chen Sanlang's foundation is too weak. When he got to his hands, he turned into a fictional fist and had no power at all.

So I simply passed on "The Finger of the Wind", which may also be used to scare people.

When pointing acupoints, the best way to learn is to have a target and learn it carefully. Chen Sanlang cannot stretch out his three fingers and practice on Xu Junfeng's chest - although he wants to.

But I'm afraid the result of pressing it up is that Chen Sanlang will become the second Wu Lai head kicked away, and will definitely fly higher, fall further, and lose more teeth.

There is no living target, so I have to use dead objects.

Xu Jun brought out a human-shaped puppet and asked Chen Sanlang to poke it at the wood.

At the beginning, Chen Sanlang was very interested and could practice hard. After poking dozens of times, his three fingers were covered with blood and swelling, and each time he practiced, it became a torture.

"Miss Xu Jun, I think I'm more suitable for reading and writing..."

He stepped back.

Xu Jun tilted his mouth and looked like "I knew it would be like this".

"It's not that I'm lazy, I'm about to take the exam. If I hurt my fingers and can't even hold the pen, how can I take the exam?"

Chen Sanlang explained that he did not want to be looked down upon by the other party.

Xu Jun said: "You can use your left hand. In fact, it is best to use your left hand."

Chen Sanlang was speechless: Didn’t you say it earlier... Wouldn’t you have posted a few dozen white stamps in front of you?

I had to change my left hand and continue to fight.

Xu Jun said that he had to practice for half an hour every day and persevere to achieve results.

This is just a skill to click on one acupoint. If Chen Sanlang was greedy and remembered dozens of acupoints before, he would have poked his fingers off?

"Hey, I said, are you tickling acupoints or tickling it? It's soft and has no strength at all, and it fails; the position of the finger point is not right, either the middle finger is a slight difference or the ring finger is a little biased, and the failure in failure. If you practice this way, you can't successfully pluck acupoints until you die."

Chen Sanlang almost burst into tears as he heard this.

Didn’t it mean that a father is like a daughter? Why is Xu Jun’s style very different from Xu Nianniang? Xu Nianniang taught horse stance, but only made specific requirements, and then let it go, basically no longer being restricted. Xu Jun was better, sitting upright on the side, saying that this was wrong, and then saying that that was not good. If he held a ruler in his hand, he would look like a strict teacher.

Chen Sanlang gritted his teeth and thought that he had made his best efforts to become the legendary martial arts master.

"It's still wrong, I'm so stupid!"

After several corrections, Xu Jun couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped out and grabbed Chen Sanlang's left hand, fiddled with his three fingers very seriously, and said, "You should do this, your middle finger is the longest, and you should bend it slightly when you click it out; the ring finger is the clumsy, so you have to be more powerful..."

The two were very close, and Chen Sanlang suddenly smelled an indescribable scent, which was very comfortable. In an instant, he felt his appetite was greatly boosted and he wanted to bite something...

It was so close that his charming appearance looked very delicious.

"What are you doing!"

A shout suddenly came from behind.

Xu Jun was startled and quickly shook his hand.

Chen Shusheng, who was thinking about it, was moved by a clever force, and his body turned around several times like a top. When he stopped, he was dizzy and full of stars.

"Dad, why are you back?"

Xu Jun lowered his head, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

Xu Nianniang walked over lazily with a pot of wine, looked at the doll, and shook her head: "Nothing."

Chen Sanlang thought the owner was blaming them for leaning together too intimately just now, and hurriedly said, "Local Master Xu, you misunderstood. Miss Xu Jun and I are innocent."

When Xu Jun heard this, he opened his eyes wide: What bullshit is this nerd talking about?

Xu Nianniang ignored it, poured a sip of wine into her mouth, and murmured: "But it doesn't matter, I can't learn anyway..." As she said that, she turned around and returned to the room.

Chen Sanlang was confused and didn't know what was said.

Xu Jun glared at him: "What did you say just now?"

"I didn't say anything!"

Xu Jun took a step forward, with a strong momentum: "Just what you said to my father."

Chen Sanlang said "Oh": "I said we are innocent, I am afraid that the owner Xu will misunderstand."

"Damn guy, you said the wrong thing, do you know?"

Chen Sanlang was stunned and touched his head: "What did I say wrong? We were innocent and did nothing. Although you grabbed my hand and my body was next to yours, I wouldn't mind this skin-loving person for martial arts..."

"I'm so angry."

Xu Jun suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed it at a position between Chen Sanlang's throat and collarbone.

"Well!"

Chen Sanlang opened his mouth wide and suddenly realized that he couldn't speak out. The feeling was extremely strange and funny, and a bit absurd.

Xu Jun clapped his hands, as if he was feeling a sigh of relief: "I clicked your mute hole, but don't worry, it will be untied automatically in a quarter of an hour, and you can go home now."

The rain was still falling, and Chen Sanlang, who walked home with a broken umbrella, looked sad: he was humbly learning martial arts and paid the price of a top love poem. He finally got into the field of advanced martial arts. Who would he provoke? He actually acted as a target and was squinted into a mute hole.

The feeling of being speechless is really terrible.
Chapter completed!