Liu Silong said, "A few days ago, Master and I had a phone call. He said that if you have no place to go, you can go to Wudang."
Zhang Nian'er frowned and said, "Why are you going to Wudang? Little Fatty, is your master the leader? It's better to go to Shanghai and go back to the Zhang family than to go to Wudang."
"We can't go to Wudang and Shanghai now. Once we get there, we can only let the mermaids eat their flesh. When the time comes, we will be skinned and deboned by others and we can't do anything." In front of these people, Zhang Qilu really has no need to hide and tuck in. He stated his thoughts bluntly, and he directly rejected these two proposals.
Xu Qianqian said at this time, "I think the top priority is to help little uncle heal his leg."
After hearing Xu Qianqian's suggestion, everyone looked at her.
Xu Qianqian found that everyone's eyes were focused on her at this moment, and her spirits were lifted. She straightened her back intentionally or unintentionally and continued.
"My master has a good friend, who is known as the Thousand Crane Divine Needle."
Everyone looked away with disgusted expressions upon hearing this.
Liu Silong chewed the fruit in his mouth and muttered, "You can tell what this person does just by his name. When it comes to acupuncture, who in this world can compare to our little master uncle? Our little master uncle's acupuncture techniques can make people... I can’t stop, I want to die.” As he spoke, Liu Silong showed an expression of enjoyment. Slowly closed his eyes.
Gradually, everyone discovered that something was wrong with Liu Silong. She held her chin with her right hand and supported the chair with her left hand. She was lying horizontally, with only one right hand supporting her whole body. She was volleying like an acrobatic. Now she can practice Chen Tuan's Sleeping Kung Fu as long as she has the chance.
Xu Qianqian opened her mouth wide when she saw this almost magical performance, and asked in surprise, "Is this the fetal breath technique of the legendary Taoist ancestor Chen Tuan?"
At this moment, a clear girl's laughter came, "Ahaha, ahhaha, look at this little chubby nephew, he's asleep."
As he said this, Zhang Nian'er ran over and faced Liu Silong's forehead with a brain-shattering look.
Liu Silong was frightened and jumped up from his chair, looking around with a bewildered face. Fortunately, she can now retract and release Chen Tuan's sleep skill freely, and she can wake up whenever she wants to sleep or wake up. It didn't cause any damage to him.
"Little Fat Paper, get up and have a meeting." Zhang Nian'er shouted to Liu Silong who was in a daze.
If you really have thoughts about your children, there will be no shortage of joy. After a while of joking, everyone began to discuss the itinerary.
Zhang Qilu didn't know much about the outside world as the three girls present. He just listened. Finally, after a heated discussion, everyone decided to leave tomorrow for Chuzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. I heard that there is a master of traditional Chinese medicine there. His method of medicinal bathing was so miraculous that many people with lower limb paralysis or even high paraplegia were cured by his medicinal bathing. With Zhang Qilu's current knowledge and understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, he knew that this type of medicated bath could achieve the purpose of curing diseases by activating meridians and stimulating the regeneration of damaged nerves. It certainly had its magic. But it shouldn’t have much effect on me now. The current state of Zhang Qilu's legs, unless there is a real panacea, the Nine Transformations Golden Pill, is nothing more than one word, nourishment.
"But none of us know his name. Where exactly he lives."
"Then let's go to Chuzhou to look for him."
As the night got darker, Zhang Qilu was lying on the bed and trying to activate "Tian Ji Enters a Dream" again. This time it was still in vain, and there was no response. He could now be sure of one thing. This "Tian Ji Enters a Dream" cannot be entered by simply entering. Yes, it requires some kind of opportunity or some special timing. Judging from the calm situation in the past month, Zhang Qilu analyzed that the disasters and disasters that happened to him were like water being poured into a bottle, and the opportunity may lie in it. But all this is speculation and there is no way to verify it yet.
Zhang Nian'er's snoring came from upstairs, and Zhang Qilu slowly fell asleep amidst this rhythmic snoring.
I don't know how long Zhang Qilu slept, but he seemed to hear the sound of a fierce fight in the distance, which seemed to be illusory and real. Suddenly, there was a clear "clang" sound of swords clashing, which completely woke up Zhang Qilu who was half asleep.
Someone had already gone to the place where the sound was coming to check. Xu Qianqian was on duty at night, and her aunt was always nosy, so the two of them ran to the beach one after the other.
Zhang Qilu looked through the window to the beach in the distance and saw two people, one large and one small, surrounded by four or five strong men. They seemed to be in danger.
Xu Qianqian arrived first and knocked down one person in two or three moves. The situation was instantly reversed when her aunt entered the scene.
Zhang Nian'er used boxing, which seemed simple and unpretentious, but he was very aggressive, and every move, whether it was a chop or a hook, was the first to come first. Several people who originally thought they were sure of victory were repulsed within ten moves. They supported each other and fled everywhere.
The sun gradually rose from the coastline and shone into Zhang Qilu's room. Now there was a young man lying on Zhang Qilu's bed. He looked particularly handsome. Judging from his body shape, he should be eleven or twelve years old. The boy's right hand was broken, and his whole body was covered with freshly treated wounds. He was now fast asleep. Sitting beside the boy's bed was a young man in his twenties with a ruffian look, guarding him.
In a house next door, Zhang Qilu and a few others were sitting upright. Opposite them was the only prisoner captured on the beach today. This man had a Chinese character face, a broad forehead, a tough appearance, and a fierce look. His face was now swollen. I can barely keep my eyes open. At this moment, his shoulders drooped feebly, and he sat on his knees on the ground, his eyes closed, and he said nothing.
Except for Zhang Qilu, everyone in the room is a girl. In fact, no one has experience in torture to extract confessions. Facing this tough guy, he was like a hedgehog, unable to bite him.
The first round of interrogation came to an end. Xu Qianqian used grappling techniques to remove the tough guy's shoulders. Liu Shilong used the secret power of Tai Chi to shock the tough guy's abdomen. The aunt simply slapped the tough guy from left to right until he was beyond recognition.
Zhang Nian'er looked at this tough guy in confusion as he was eager to show off his skills. She also saw the scene yesterday, and sometimes in her mind, those who bully children are bad people.
When Zhang Nian'er came up, he faced the tough guy's Fengzhen acupoint, Shangxing acupoint, Yingfeng acupoint, and Guimen acupoint without any seriousness. Wait for a few points on the human body to be touched. She must have been very precise in controlling her power. Otherwise, if she had just used a slightly heavier hand, Nian'er would have lost her life today.
Although the tough guy's life was not in danger at the moment, he was still severely tortured. He fainted for a moment, stood up again with a cry of surprise, and fainted again before he could stand firm.
The scene where Zhang Qilu looked at the knife on the side also sent shivers down his spine.
"Nian'er, okay. Let me do it."
