Chapter 67: Nervous (Third update) "From now on, only you and I will depend on each other..." When Li Mo said this, there was actually another sentence in his heart: "I will not let you be wronged in the slightest.
Twenty-three wiped away the tears on his face and said softly: "Brother Seventeen, I'm full, let's go!"
Li Mo also knew that he couldn't eat anymore, so he stood up and walked out with Twenty-Three.
Outside the door, the beautiful waiter has been waiting. His professionalism is admirable. At the same time, he has a deeper impression of Cuiyun Tower. Such in-depth management is not something ordinary people can do.
"The most expensive guest, have you finished your meal?" The beautiful waiter made a sweet voice, which was like a lark, sweet and moving.
"Yes!"
"Dear guest, you have spent a total of 120,000 taels of silver this time. The third shopkeeper has already greeted you and given you a 20% discount, so you only need to pay 96,000 taels of silver." The waiter smiled like a spring breeze.
Being prepared, Li Mo handed over the one hundred thousand taels of silver note.
The waiter took the banknote, identified it, and then gave Li Mo four thousand taels...
Li Mo turned around and left. The beautiful waiter was so angry that he stamped his feet and left with his mouth bulging.
Li Mo and Twenty-three came out of Cuiyun Tower and went directly to Li's house without going anywhere else.
Tonight, Kanyuan was still deserted, with only Twenty-three and Li Mo.
After watching twenty-three go back to his room, Li Mo returned to his house.
Without taking off his clothes, he fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. I don't know if he was really sleepy or if the cup of burning knife had an effect.
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It was an extremely quiet night. Li Mo had completely slept and didn't want to sleep anymore.
Early in the morning, he got up and went to the street to buy breakfast for Twenty-three.
In this relatively familiar street, he felt an unusual smell, there was a tension in the air, and everyone felt a sense of despair.
People on the street were coming and going in a hurry, as if they were all rushing to do something urgent.
Many shops are closing, and some shops are not even open at all.
Li Mo came to a food stall. The waiters here were busy cleaning up and seemed to be preparing to close the shop.
"Boss, I want ten steamed buns and a pound of braised beef."
"I'm sorry, we're closed today. I'm really sorry." came the very polite voice of the waiter.
"Why not sell it?"
"We have run out of steamed buns today. Sir, please go to the next store!" Although the waiter said rejection, he was still very polite.
"I wonder why?"
The waiter's patience was basically exhausted, and just when he was about to get angry, he saw a large ingot of silver in front of him, white and dazzling.
The clerk stopped what he was about to say and walked in front of Li Mo. His voice was very low and he said mysteriously: "Didn't you hear? There is no news at all about the young man who went to participate in the trial in Beicheng.
It is already the third day, but not even a single person has returned. After going up a few times, a group of people should have returned by now. So many people are speculating that all the young men in Beicheng have been killed. Now Beicheng is full of soldiers.
, as long as there is any disturbance, it will attract the attention of Beicheng's senior officials. Therefore, many shops are closed now, for fear of getting into trouble."
Li Mo nodded. He understood. It turned out that the upper-class families in Beicheng had not seen the children participating in the trial. They were already anxious and began to doubt.
"Little brother, I see you are a sensible person. Go home quickly and stop wandering on the streets. If those young men don't come back before dark, I'm afraid things will change in Beicheng."
"Thank you, brother!"
"Come on, these are steamed buns and beef. I won't charge you any money. Go home and hide away. Don't go out casually."
Li Mo dragged the paper wrapping the steamed buns and beef with his hands and walked towards Kanyuan. In this situation, he didn't want to be arrested as an unlucky guy.
After returning to Kanyuan, he gave twenty-san food and told him not to go out. Li Mo returned to his house.
"Beicheng is about to be in chaos. I am just a reed here, swinging with the wind. I can't stop even if I want to, and I can't swing as I want. Everything is passive. In the final analysis, my strength is not enough. Although
I can defeat those young masters, but in front of the elders, I am just a ball of mud, letting others knead me. The most urgent thing is to improve my own strength, so that I can fight against the wind and waves and move forward smoothly in the big rivers and waves."
"Let's see if we can open up the fourth meridian!"
The fourth meridian is the large intestine meridian of Hand Yangming, which includes Shangyang, Erjian, Sanjian, Hegu, Yangxi, Pianli, Wenliu, Xialian, Shanglian, Shousanli, Quchi, Yuliao, and Shou
Wuli, arm, shoulder, shoulder, Jugu, Tianding, Futu, Kouheliao, Yingxiang. Of these acupoints, the first one that bears the brunt is Shangyang.
Li Mo knew that his physique was different from ordinary people's. His meridians were thick and bottomless, making it difficult to open them up.
If he wants to absolutely succeed in his attack this time, he must be fully prepared. A thousand Qi-enhancing pills are placed in front of him, ready to be replenished at any time. These thousand Qi-enhancing pills still belong to Wang Pokong, and in his
In the storage bag, Li Mo found a thousand Qi-enhancing pills.
Li Mo now only has one storage bag in his hand, which belongs to the eldest son of Shangliyuan. Except for Wang Pokong's thousand Qi-increasing pills and one million taels of silver notes, the rest of the storage bags are all
Sui Kanyuan's brother was buried.
Having made a foolproof plan, Li Mo began to attack the fourth path of monks.
Li's Heart Sutra, the legendary ancient Sutra of Earth Level, began to circulate in the body. The three small dragons began to writhe again, wandering around in the rough meridians, stimulating patches of vitality.
Under Li Mo's will, the three little dragons came together, like three battleships, forming a triangle, galloping in the ocean energy.
When the three dragons gathered together, their power no longer increased exponentially, but increased dozens of times.
He went directly to the large intestine meridian of Yangming in his hands, and he was determined not to give up until the Shangyang point was opened.
Three dragons slammed into the gate of Shang Yang. If the attack failed, they followed one after another. After three days of repeated collisions by the dragons, Shang Yang finally became a little loose.
After a moment of impact, the three small dragons seemed to have exhausted their strength, and the intensity of the impact was decreasing.
Li Mo grabbed the Qi-increasing Pill in front of him and poured it into his mouth. Instead of eating one or two pills, Li Mo knew that he would not be able to keep up with his energy, so he swallowed a hundred pills directly.
The three little dragons burst into joy in front of the hundred pills, like dancing girls who had taken ecstasy pills and couldn't control their heads and had to shake their heads vigorously.
These three dragons couldn't control themselves after taking the Qi-enhancing Pill.