He Ping'an took the classics, and on the yellowed pages were written the three characters of "Mang Niu Jin" with flying dragons and phoenixes.
"Ping An, I can tell you that this technique is not simple. It was passed down from my ancestors and has been used by more than ten generations."
"It is said that as long as you practice hard, it is not impossible to become a land god."
Zhang San admired the skills in his hands so much that he boasted about them.
"Brother Zhang, what is the name of this technique?"
He Pingan asked with a smile.
"Hey, you kid, you don't know that I have nothing to do with reading. These three words know me, but I don't know them..."
Zhang San's voice became louder and louder at first, but then he thought of something and his voice became quieter and quieter...
"Brother Zhang, it has been passed down for more than ten generations and he doesn't even know the name of the technique. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?"
He Pingan looked at Zhang San with a smile, until the other party scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Hehe, let me tell you the truth. I picked this technique up on the road when I went to the countryside to kill pigs."
"But I'm not lying to you, this technique is really effective."
"I loved to dance with swords and sticks since I was a child, but I didn't have a famous teacher to teach me. I found that this book didn't have any words. I just drew a few little people, so I just followed it and practiced."
"Who would have thought that after practicing for half a month, I would be able to break stones with my bare hands and jump two feet."
"I committed a crime back then. If it weren't for my mother not letting me move, just with those dozen quick hands, hehe..."
"Ordinary people, I really wouldn't leave it to him..."
"Okay, Brother Zhang, I have practiced this technique."
"If anyone asks, just say that you taught me Mang Niu Jin a month ago."
Before he could finish speaking, He Pingan put Mang Niujin into his arms.
Zhang San's ability to thrive among medicine testers was due to his recklessness, so there must be nothing wrong with his technique.
Seeing He Ping'an agreeing, Zhang San's sinister face smiled and became even more... terrifying.
"That's right. After practicing this technique, if you don't say anything else, you can live for another half a year and help me read more letters..."
After hearing Zhang San's last words, He Ping'an was speechless for a while. He didn't expect that he would become this guy's letter-reading tool.
I remember that when my predecessor first entered the prison, he met Zhang San, and then he entered the Drug Testing Department at the same time. It was considered a sharing of weal and woe.
Later, I don't know how he hooked up with the captain of the drug testing department, and he had a channel to exchange letters with his mother, so he asked He Pingan to help him read and reply to the letters.
On his mother's side, there were naturally teachers from private schools in the county who helped write and respond to letters.
"This is good, at least it shows that he is not treating me well for no reason..."
There is no such thing as love without reason. When He Ping'an thought of this, he felt a little at ease. He was afraid that he would show off his love for nothing, which made him even more uneasy...
After coming out of Zhang San's place, He Ping'an returned to the house and looked at the Mang Niu Jin in his hand with a smile on his face.
...
After the medicine boy and Lieutenant Ma completed their duties today, they hurriedly said goodbye to Captain Ma, walked through the long corridor of the Drug Testing Department, and came to an alchemy room in the Medicine Refining Department on the ground.
In the alchemy room, green smoke curls up and the fragrance of medicine lingers.
A middle-aged Taoist with a thin face and a green Taoist robe was sitting upright next to a foot-high alchemy furnace, closing his eyes and regulating his breath.
"Master, something is wrong."
As soon as the medicine boy stepped through the door, he shouted in panic.
"Daoyuan, didn't my teacher tell you?"
"The only way to practice Taoism is to practice tranquility."
"Why panic when something happens?"
"I'll punish you by reciting the Jingxin Jue a hundred times."
"But, master..."
"Let's talk after we finish memorizing it."
"yes."
"The ice has been cold for eternity, everything is extremely quiet, my heart should be calm, and I hope I am alone..."
After Daoyuan recited the Meditation Technique a hundred times, his irritable mood indeed calmed down a lot.
"Now tell me, why are you so impatient?"
The middle-aged Taoist asked slowly.
"Master, that He Ping'an, not only is he not dead, it seems that the erysipelas has been eliminated a little bit."
"What?"
"How can this be?"
The middle-aged Taoist who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai just now jumped up as if his butt was burned by fire.
"Please tell me in detail, did he not take the longevity pill?"
The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were full of disbelief, veins popped out in his hands, and Tao Yuan's shoulders were sore from the grip.
"I saw him eat it with my own eyes. Here's what happened..."
After hearing Daoyuan's explanation, his doubts subsided slightly, but his brows furrowed.
"Young Master is pressing hard. If this person is still alive, he will inevitably be punished."
...
Mao hour on the second day.
"Ho!"
Captain Ma and Yaotong were still some distance away from the quiet room No. 66 when they heard He Ping'an's hoarse shouts coming from inside the quiet room.
When I got to the door, I found that the door of the quiet room was not closed. He Ping'an was naked from the waist up, revealing his slender ribs. He was rushing, bumping, hitting or beating in the quiet room.
Seeing the two people arriving, He Pingan quickly stopped, wiped the sweat from his face, and said respectfully: "Master Ma, Little Fairy Boy, you are here."
"What are you doing?"
The medicine boy frowned and asked strangely.
"Oh, last month, Brother Zhang next door passed me a book called Mang Niu Jin. I started practicing it when I had nothing to do. Unexpectedly, my body seems to have become much stronger in the past few days."
"What about Mang Niu Jin, Red Bull Jin? Your health has improved just because you took the Turtle Age Pill practiced by Master Liu Xian, which weakened the erysipelas in your body. It has nothing to do with this technique."
The medicine boy sneered a few words, stopped asking questions, picked up the book and recorded his feelings after taking the Guiling Pill.
Let you dance for a few more days...
Lieutenant Ma, who was standing aside, did not speak, and the doubts in his eyes seemed to lighten a little.
After the recording was completed and the two left, He Ping'an listened attentively. Sure enough, he heard Captain Ma next door asking when Zhang San had taught him Mang Niu Jin, and he was immediately relieved.
He borrowed Mang Niu Jin from Zhang San not for cultivation, but just to cover up the traces of his own cultivation.
The Drug Testing Department does not prohibit drug testers from practicing. If they can live a few more years and help them be guinea pigs for a few more years, why not do it.
There once appeared in the Drug Testing Department a fierce man who was extremely talented and a master of martial arts. He had been taking drugs in the Drug Testing Department for eight years and was only two years short of being able to leave the Drug Testing Department alive.
It's a pity that although he has martial arts skills and can use true energy to refine erysipelas, the erysipelas accumulated in eight years is too huge.
In the end, not only was the erysipelas unable to be refined, but because of the martial arts master's tenacious vitality, the erysipelas erupted and he was unable to die for a while. His whole body was covered in ulcers, and he was wailing endlessly. He was extremely miserable, and half a month later he begged the supervising school captain to kill him.
When the inspector opened his body, he found that his internal organs had been corroded by erysipelas and his intestines were rotten.
Two days later...
Daoyuan and Captain Ma came hand in hand, holding a pill box in their hands.
"He Ping'an, it's time to take medicine."
The medicine boy handed the medicine box to He Pingan's hand. Inside the medicine box was a blue pill.
He Ping'an had the experience of taking Hedinghong last time, and he trusted Yidan Pavilion even more, and swallowed the pill without hesitation.
After eating it, he was a little surprised. This elixir not only had tiny erysipelas, but also contained weak spiritual energy, which could nourish the body and strengthen muscles and bones.
"Master Liu Xian and Daoyuan have changed their genders?"
"You can't do anything about it, just give up poisoning me?"
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