This method may seem unremarkable, but it is actually the essence of the Northern Taoist priests.
If you want to be as light as a swallow, the safest way is to work slowly and steadily, but this will take at least a few years.
The trick I'm using on them now is actually the basic skill of the vertical ladder, which compresses the muscles to the extreme through super-high load-bearing.
One day, the pressure on the muscles is released, and this person can naturally jump three feet high.
However, jumping ability alone is not enough.
Don’t underestimate the problem of diarrhea, there’s a lot going on here!
First, it allows the three brothers to move their bodies more frequently and accelerate muscle compression.
Secondly, for those who have never practiced Qigong, Chuanxi can be said to be an introductory teacher.
When people have stomach upset, they will instinctively mobilize all their strength and push back with all their strength.
In fact, this method of luck is very similar to breathing, but it lacks the delicate steps.
For them, all they need now is to master the most basic luck method, plus the explosion of muscles after compression.
It doesn't matter whether it's flying over the eaves or walking over the wall, or whether it's a dragonfly touching the water.
Of course, the disadvantages are also obvious - it won't last long, half an hour at most.
The three brothers moved their steps with pain on their faces, and howled miserably, which made me want to laugh but feel sad at the same time.
Although it was not easy for the master, the apprentice also gritted his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach!
The three Liu Wang brothers were severely tortured by me. By night, the three of them were completely lying on the ground.
I am reluctant to leave, but how can I let them be so comfortable?
Seeing that they were sleeping soundly, I took a few pieces of red-hot charcoal and gently placed them on their armor.
"Ouch!"
Several strange screams rang out one after another. The three brothers looked at the red coals and were speechless.
"Boss, boss, please stop making trouble!"
I squatted next to them and looked at them with a smile: "Don't be afraid, this is hollow charcoal and it conducts heat very slowly."
"You have about ten minutes left. If there is no water, you may be steamed."
"Oh my god!"
The Liu Wang brothers crawled forward crying for their father and mother. The screams continued on the road, and the screams gradually died down until they reached the back hall.
I naturally have a sense of discretion in my heart and will not hurt them in the slightest.
This kind of almost perverted torture lasted for three days in a row. I tortured these three brothers to a state of disgrace.
Of course, I didn't treat them badly during this period. They all ate beef like rice and there would be no health problems.
On the fourth day, Uncle Ya also brought good news.
The previous 37 people had been sent to the Changchun Club through various channels, and their admission went very smoothly.
So, everything is the same as what Uncle Ya thinks - they only have money in their eyes.
I can't help but feel a little sad. When Wang Ju was in power, I thought he was a greedy person. Now look at it, the second master has no bottom line!
However, people have been sent in, which is good news.
At the same time, Yanzi also sent me a text message.
"When meat is put into the pot, it can start a fire."
This is a slang term, which means that the goods have been obtained and can be disposed of at any time.
And this thing is Wang Ju that I asked her to steal.
To be on the safe side, I asked her to wait for me at the cargo station, and Ji Canghai and I rushed over as quickly as possible.
People were coming and going at Xinglong Cargo Terminal. I walked against the flow of people and went straight to the main room in the middle.
"Squeak."
I pushed the door open a crack, Yanzi waved his hand at me, and as soon as I took a few steps inside, a rotten smell immediately entered my nose.
Regardless of anything else, I couldn't wait to ask: "Where are the people?"
"this."
Yanzi pulled out a black cloth bag from under the table and opened it while she explained.
"The people from the Evergreen Club hid him so deeply that I spent several days squatting before I found him."
At this time, the black bag had been opened, and half a straw mat appeared in front of me.
I smelled it hard, and the almost smelly fish smell became stronger.
I seem to know the source of this smell.
When the straw mat was completely opened, I was stunned on the spot.
Wang Ju is indeed short in stature, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him a dwarf, but his body is actually very strong, and he has a lot of muscles.
But now, Wang Ju was lying on the straw mat, his thin ribs were turned out, and the gaps on his hip bones were clearly visible.
The source of the stench was the bedsores on his legs and back.
Each sore was as thick as a thumb, and layers of flesh and bone were exposed.
I looked down and saw that the color of the shorts between his legs was no longer visible, and the filth that had not yet dried was dripping down.
Although Wang Ju and I have not known each other for a long time, and I had misunderstandings about him before, there is absolutely nothing to say about his character.
I can't help but feel sad, it's really a waste of time!
If Wang Ju was still sober, who would dare to treat him like this?
