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Xiao Lan wanted to go with Lu Zhui, but was sent out by Lu Wuming and had to guard outside the door.

Lu chased two cups of tea: "Father."

Lu Wuming sat on the chair and asked in a deep voice, "What is going on?"

"It's a blind cat and a dead mouse." Lu Chase said, "Whether I believe it or not, I haven't practiced any evil skills before."

Lu Wuming didn't believe him. He just saw it really. Although Ji Hao had been restrained, he still had a fierce light in his eyes. No matter how ruthless Xiao Lan started, he could not completely cut off his vitality. As soon as the son made a move and touched his head twice, the other party was dead.

Lu Chai said, "Dad doesn't believe me?"

Lu Wuming shook his head: "Although I don't know the formation method, but I also know that the formation method alone will never let Na Jihao suddenly break his thoughts and survive. Not to mention that when you shoot, your whole body is full of evil. , Like... the Nanban wizard."

"It has nothing to do with witchcraft, it is the soul-piercing method." Lu Zhui said, "I mentioned to my father earlier that I found the secret recipe of the bat in the dark tunnel full of scrolls."

Lu Wuming said, "You only said you watched it, but you didn't say you practiced."

"I didn't practice, I just remembered the inner strength mental method." Lu Zhui said, "The secret book is incomplete, and I didn't want to study it. But just then, suddenly, I thought it could be used to deal with Ji Hao. I tried to use it."

"Naughty!" Lu Wuming raised his hand and slapped him, "This is only half of the evil skill, how dare you use it casually, and say it so casually, you are not afraid of being confused?"

Lu Zhui said honestly: "I know I was wrong."

"People who practice martial arts, don't be arrogant, self-righteous, and reflect on this." Lu Wuming reprimanded, "come out tomorrow!"

Lu Zhui lowered his head: "Yes."

Lu Wuming left the guest room and closed the door backhand.

Xiao Lan heard clearly outside and said, "Senior."

Lu Wuming glanced at him: "Ask for love?"

Lu Zhui said in the house: "Don't ask or ask."

...

Xiao Lan couldn't laugh or cry, and whispered, "Mingyu is still hurt."

"You also know that he is injured." Lu Wuming sat on the stone bench and raised his voice, "Knowing that there is an injury, you have to be more careful when doing things. Today is a fluke. If something goes wrong, it will not be a whole night. It can be remedied."

Lu Zhui echoed: "What Dad said is."

Reluctantly, Xiao Lan glanced into the room, thinking that Lu Wuming didn't let him kneel before, and sitting in the guest room all night would not be a big deal.

"Let's talk about your skill," Lu Wuming asked again, "Why can you make rapid progress in one night?"

Lu Zhui also pricked his ears in the room.

"It's a pharmacist." Xiao Lan said, "It seems that what she blocked is not just my skill."

Since he was three years old, he has been learning swordsmanship with his mother in Wunianya, and occasionally has Tao Xin's grandmother personally instructed him. The basic skills are not weak. When Hou Dianpei was displaced, he had abandoned martial arts for a while, and when he was in the tomb of Mingyue, he worshipped Aunt Gui as his teacher and was able to practice the exercises from scratch. I didn't feel it when I was young, but the later I felt that it was not right. It seemed that no matter how I tried to break through, I always lacked a sigh of relief. The power of a set of moves can only be displayed at 50% or 60%.

"Most people who practice martial arts in the world can only learn a little bit of fur, and they can walk the rivers and lakes after three minutes. You can learn 50 or 60%, which is not easy." Aunt Gui said, "Don't be too demanding."

Having said that, Xiao Lan is always reconciled. Over the years, he has also found a lot of ways to make up for the lack of breath, but it is a pity that every time he is busy and has no effect.

"The pharmacist blocked your air pocket?" Lu Wuming asked.

Xiao Lan nodded: "I found it when the Valley Master took the Gu worm for me."

"It seems that there are a lot of problems between that old witch and Aunt Ghost." Lu Wuming said, "At least not as it seems, it's all for Mingyue Tomb."

Xiao Lan nodded: "I've already noticed the strangeness."

"But as soon as the air hole is smooth, you will be able to improve your own skills by more than 30%. It can be seen that you also have to work hard to figure out, and you can learn it without a teacher." Lu Wuming said, "I am also a good martial artist."

Xiao Lan said, "Thank you for the compliment, senior."

"Go, go see your master." Lu Wuming patted him on the shoulder.

Xiao Lan reminded: "Mingyu should eat."

"When will you treat him as an unweaned baby, he will eat eight meals a day." Lu Wuming was unhappy.

Lu Chai was coughing in the room. You, my dad finally forgot about me, so he didn't die again. Three more curses for nothing.

Xiao Lan looked calm and followed Lu Wuming to Yang Qingfeng's room.

Ye Jin was detoxifying and healing in the past two days, too tired, and has returned to the bedroom to rest. Yang Qingfeng put on a leg and said to Xiao Lan, "Master tells you a story."

"What?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Once upon a time, there was a stepfather," Yang Qingfeng glanced diagonally.

Lu Wuming: "..."

"Father, vicious." Yang Qingfeng sighed, "Let my son think about it every day, kneel down and nail it."

Lu Wuming's chest became stuffy and turned around and went out.

Xiao Lan smiled and said, "What happened to Master's legs?"

"Very good." Yang Qingfeng took his hand and said disgustedly, "It's because of Xiao Mingyu's good temper that he has such a father."

Lu Wuming twitched the corner of his mouth, just now I didn't know which old immortal was going to beat my precious son.

The sun gradually set, and the house gradually became quiet, and the killing aura disappeared, as if nothing had happened. There are only a few small nursing homes, still whispering and joking, talking about the fight in the day.

Lu Zhui lay on the table, watching the cup of tea in front of him gradually lose its heat, reaching out his hand to touch the wall of the glass, it was cold.

There is no watchman, and I don't know what time it is. He was ecstatic, but he laughed again behind him. He thought about it countless times before. After Xiao Lan remembered everything, how they would spend their first night, but he didn't expect it to be like this—a After being confined and thinking about it, the other one sat on the roof to accompany him.

Listening to the movement below, Xiao Lan smiled and whispered: "Sleep on your stomach for a while."

Lu Chai was wrapped in his robe, his eyes gleaming, and there was no sleepiness.

After a while, the sound of "ding ding dong dong dong" came from inside the house, varying in length, crisp and melodious, but intermittent, like a luthier tuning the strings.

Xiao Lan uncovered a piece of tile and looked down, and saw Lu Zhui line up seven or eight small teacups on the table, filled with different shades of water, holding a hosta in his hand, knocking one by one to audition.

The night was dark and silent, this little voice only circulated in the room, but it did not pass into the next door, so as not to disturb others.

Xiao Lan turned over and looked at the sky with pillows on her arms. He heard that a bit jerky, but extremely pleasant voice floating in her ears, like a small tune of picking lotus, and like a childhood ballad.

Seven or eight teacups, half a cup of water, a hosta, a piece of lovesickness, a pair of lovers.

It's not elegant and interesting, and it lives up to this night.

The next day, Lu Zhui, who had "thought over", was released. After Lu Wuming said, he got into the bedroom and soaked himself comfortably in the bathtub.

Xiao Lan took a spoonful of water and poured it on his shoulder: "Is it still cold?"

"It's not cold." Lu Chai sneezed, and said again, "It's not cold, just the nose is itchy."

Xiao Lan squeezed his chin and said, "The last piece of last night's music is very nice. What is it called?"

"I don't call anything, I knocked it indiscriminately." Lu Zhui retracted into the water, and put his chin under the water. "You think it sounds good. Why don't you just write down the score and practice by yourself?"

Xiao Lan smiled: "Don't it be you who play me every day?"

"Then I want to collect the cash." Lu Zhui stepped a foot on the edge of the bathtub, and a piece of water dropped wet.

Xiao Lan held his ankle.

...

The room became quiet.

This situation is really very... Erotic, in the white mist, wet hair covering the white shoulders, the eyebrows and lips are dyed darker by the heat, half of the leg is stretched out, the muscles are beautiful, and they are still dripping. The dripping water fell on Xiao Lan's clothes, soaking circles of small wet marks.

Lu Chai reached out and hooked him.

Xiao Lan put his feet in the water: "No trouble."

Lu Zhui said: "Just once." Even if you have to write several pages to the genius doctor afterwards, it will be fine.

"Not even once." Xiao Lan said, "Be obedient, it will be long in the future."

Lu Chai put his chin on his shoulder, and said angrily, "Forget it as a monk."

Xiao Lan smiled and said, "You need cabbage, tofu, eggplant and bitter gourd every day to become a monk. You need meat for a meal, I'm afraid that no temple can afford it."

Lu Zhui lay down in his arms for a while, and said, "Tell me, why doesn't the pharmacist want to increase your skill?"

Xiao Lan looked at the faintly visible body bones under the water and was still thinking about it. He didn't expect that he would suddenly say such a sentence, and he almost didn't react.

Lu Zhui looked at him: "She wants to control you?"

"You really are," Xiao Lan patted his face, "Come quickly, and go quickly."

Lu Zhui: "..."

"The pharmacist doesn't like my aunt, but I have to cling to my aunt." Xiao Lan followed what he said, "and my aunt wants me to carry the Mingyue Tomb into full force. I wish I could become a peerless master overnight. She should be ignorant. Affectionate."

"If you follow Aunt Gui's plan, the Mingyue Tomb will only be yours in the future." Lu Chase said, "If the Pharmacist controls you, it is equivalent to controlling the Mingyue Tomb."

"A lot of age, how can I control Mingyue Tomb." Xiao Lan thought for a while, "Pharmacist, if..." He wanted to say that if you were her, but then he thought it was really bad, so he changed. He said, "Guess what she wants most?"

"What I want most is to live again, right?" Lu Zhui leaned on the edge of the tub, and said casually, "Now the old witch, she was also a little girl's house at the beginning, and she was forced to change her best years before she finished. Who will be willing to become an old woman."

"She also wants to practice Soul Piercing?" Xiao Lan flashed in his mind.

"...Yes," Lu Zhui also reacted at this time, "No wonder! This way, it can also explain why the pharmacist hooked up with the bat, but ignored the black spider." Because of her plan for the bat. Not interested, nor interested in the future of Mingyue Tomb. The only thing she is interested in is how to live again as a young girl.

"Have you ever lost a girl in the villages and towns around Fuhunling?" Lu Zhui asked again.

Xiao Lan thought for a while, and said, "Really, I don't care about external affairs. I have heard about it twice in the past few years, and the government has not found out whereabouts."

"Then 80% of her is already practicing, but she hasn't done it yet." Lu Zhui said, "The leader of Tie once said that there were zombie-like monsters near the Mingyue Tomb. I thought it was a bat, but the time is right. Come on, now think about it, is it a pharmacist who is practicing?"

Xiao Lan nodded: "It's possible."

"Then we have to go back soon." Lu Chai said, "Turn over the Mingyue Tomb as soon as possible, and rest assured as soon as possible."

Xiao Lan promised: "Good."

Lu Chai jumped up from the water with a "crash".

Xiao Lan was shocked and looked at the naked person in front of him.

Lu Zhui was in shock: "What is it?"

Following his sight, Xiao Lan bent down and fished out a big beetle.

...

"My mine." A moment later, the genius doctor rushed to hear the news, "I accidentally ran out, didn't you bite?"

Lu Zhui entangled: "Bite."

"Where did you bite?" Ye Jin was concerned. "Suck out the poison quickly, otherwise it will be numb."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Ye Jin shook her hand in front of him, and Lu Wuming also worried: "Where did he bite?"

Lu Chai calmly took two steps back: "No bite."

I'll be numb for a while.