Child Bride’s Peaches and Plums Are All Over the World

Angie didn't wake up until the evening of the third day, and he heard the sound of Zen faintly during the ups and downs of consciousness, and his consciousness became more and more lucid with the sound of Zen. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was sitting cross-legged on the futon and turning A master of abstinence who recites Buddha's prayers with rosary beads.

  Master Jissa finished reciting a section of the Buddhist scriptures, and then opened his eyes to look at An Ji. Seeing that there were still red threads in his eyes, he knew that his inner qi was still disordered.

   He sighed in his heart, stared at him and asked, "Does An donor still remember what happened a few days ago?"

   Angie was silent for a while before asking in a hoarse voice, "What happened to Bai Yitang?"

   Seeing that he was conscious, Master Jishao breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Patriarch Bai hurt his internal organs."

  Angie closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

"How did you knock me out?" Once An Ji became mad, he had no memory at all. He only remembered that he had a good fight with Bai Yitang. Some sporadic fragments.

   But he knew the horror of his madness, and whether he had killed anyone during this period, he always had to ask clearly.

   If he is injured, he should pay compensation. If he dies, his life can be given back to others.

  Master Jishou noticed the aura of ashes on his body, and hurriedly said: "We didn't knock you out. You were crazy at the time, and we couldn't get close to you. It was Lord Li Shi who sprinkled an intoxicating drug to restrain you."

   After that, he explained the events of that night in detail.

   An Ji was stunned for a while before he said, "He has a good apprentice."

   Master Ji-Kill nodded, although the female benefactor was a little more courageous and a little unruly, but fortunately avoided casualties, that was enough.

   Seeing An Ji bowing his head in thought, he asked, "Master An, you have already compared with Master Bai. You should know that you are evenly matched. If you really want to decide a winner, I'm afraid you will lose both."

  An Ji was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "If I don't go crazy, I will lose if I continue to compete. Bai Yitang's endurance is stronger than mine."

   He is light and good, and energy consumption can kill him.

   After thinking about this section, An Ji felt relieved, with a slight smile on his face, "Master, you are ready to disperse for me."

   A stone on the chest of Master Jissa fell completely, he stood up and saluted An Ji: "An Shizhu is righteous."

   With Anji's status and ability, no one can force him if he doesn't want to lose his power.

   If he doesn't lose his power, most of his madness is to hurt others. Even if he is crazy, no one dares to bully him.

   But if he loses his energy...

   Let's not say whether his body can withstand the old ailments and injuries on his body after the exercise, but only to say that the gap in his status in the arena after the exercise is enough to make people uncomfortable.

   Angie has offended a lot of people in his madness over the years, not to mention the harsh means, just the mouth can't wait for people to tear it apart.

   After he dissipated his energy, he was useless. Even if Song Yunzi could treat this junior and junior as before, the disciples below might not respect him any more.

  Anji should be completely sacrificing his own interests for others, so the ritual of the master of killing abstinence is performed solemnly.

   Even Bai Yitang couldn't help but sigh after hearing it, admired him from the bottom of his heart, and sneaked a pot of wine to find An Ji.

The two of them drank wine all night with their injuries, and the next day, Bai Yitang sneaked back to the room to take a bath, and drank the medicine sent by Erlin diligently. Mask the smell of alcohol with a odor.

  Gu Jingyun opened the window for him after he came, smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, Baolu already knew that you were drinking. She agreed last night if she didn't stop him. You don't have to bother to cover it up."

   Bai Yitang was relieved, and went out to hang out with the smell of alcohol, but he always felt that the medicine at noon and at night was more bitter than before.

Li Baolu was healing An Ji's wounds in his room, and the master of killing slaughter specially asked her to come over and recuperate An Ji's body, "San Gong damages his body, he is already injured, and he doesn't dare to injure him, so I want to ask Li Shizhu to help him. Now, wait for him to feel better before starting."

  Li Baolu had no objection. After treating the trauma for Anji, he prescribed medicine for him, "It's just right, Enbo and the others are going to buy the New Year's goods, so they can bring the medicine back."

   Those who practice martial arts are physically strong. Even internal injuries heal faster than others. Injuries that have not yet passed the New Year will be healed. They don’t even need to take medicine.

And An Ji's injury will take a little longer. His inner qi has always been disordered. Li Baolu tried to tap into his inner strength to help him recuperate. Try again, only with medication.

   But if the medicine had been used by the people of the Songshan School to cure the person long ago, the medicine prescribed by Li Baolu could only cure the injury and trauma to his internal organs, and had nothing to do with the retrograde qi in the meridians.

  Because he couldn't use his true qi, he was much slower than Bai Yitang. After the New Year was over, Li Baolu and Gu Jingyun collected a circle of red envelopes before his face became rosy.

   After taking the pulse once a day, Li Baolu said, "The internal injury has healed."

   Bai, who was playing chess with An Ji, had a meal, and the black chess in his hand found a random position and dropped, frowning: "It's going to be after the Lantern Festival."

  An Ji is quite open, "After the exercise, there will be a period of time to recuperate. Don't you plan to leave in February? I can't disturb you for too long."

Bai Yitang pursed his lips. Before, he didn't have much friendship with An Ji. He regretted his talent more and didn't like his madness, but the half-month relationship made it difficult for him to regard the other party as the only one who was only two times before. Tsumugi, a stranger who has heard a few stories.

  Anji's face was indifferent, but his heart was warm, serious but calm, completely different from the mean and violent when he was crazy.

  An Ji dropped the white chess piece and directly swallowed a piece of the chess piece in Bai Yitang. He picked up the chess piece and smiled, "There will be this move sooner or later, so why push it?"

An Ji made up his mind. The next day, Master Ji-Kill announced to retreat. Bai Yitang personally guarded the door for them, and the remaining disciples of the Songshan Sect also stood around the guest room, guarding the room. Flies can't get in.

  Anji San Gong is different from Ma Yihong.

  Ma Yihong's internal strength is not as much as Anji's. In addition, his internal strength is submissive. After dissipating, he can at most hurt his meridians, and he will be almost healed for seven or eight days.

   But Anji has strong inner strength, the more inner strength a person wants to do, the more difficult it is for him to do gong, not to mention that the True Qi in his body is so violent.

   San Gong is not only dangerous to him, but also dangerous to those who help him. His true qi is uncontrollable. Once it is counterattacked, it is impossible for the master to retreat completely.

   So this process cannot be disturbed a little.

  Li Baolu also knew that he personally ordered that no one was allowed to approach the guest house where Master Jiji lived. On this day, the guards who were the most idle and the most wandering ones also stayed in the house, reading books and playing chess, and no one ran out.

   Yuan Shanting restrained his subordinates and dragged Su Anjian to join in the fun, playing chess with the guards.

   And Gu Jingyun took Zhao Ning into the study to screen the books they were going to bring back to the capital.

   Bai Yitang sold all the military books. After a while, someone will come to him with money to get the books. At that time, a lot of mule carts will be vacated, which will just be filled with these books.

   And those boxes containing silver definitely won't be disguised for long. Master can't transport a pile of stones to the capital, so in fact, he can bring more books than military books out of the capital.

  Gu Jingyun was very happy with this conclusion, and took Zhao Ning to shuttle through various library buildings, picking out one book after another to make a bibliography.

   These are all Lingtianmen's books, and they are to be passed on to the descendants of Lingtianmen, so if the books he took away were only single volumes, he would definitely send them back after copying them.

   You can't always increase the library when others are in charge. Only when Baolu becomes the head, this book will decrease, right?

   Just when Gu Jingyun and Zhao Ning were busy, the master of killing abstinence in the guest room also started. He didn't dare to dissipate his inner strength all at once, so he could only take it slowly.

   When Bai Yitang abolished Ma Yihong, he directly abolished his upper dantian, but the master of killing slaughter would not treat Anji like this.

  Although Anji is old, and it is extremely difficult to rebuild, but as long as the dantian is there, there is always hope.

   So Master Ji-killing is enduring the danger of being backlashed and pulling out his inner strength little by little...

  Three days later, the closed door was opened, and the Master Jishao walked out of the door with a pale face, nodding to Bai Yitang: "The next step is to work hard for the benefactor."

   Bai Yitang breathed a sigh of relief, is this done?

   He was busy entering the door with two disciples of the Songshan School.

  An Ji was lying on the couch, sweating all over, his face was pale, if not for the slight heaving of his chest, he would have thought he was dead.

   "Uncle Master?" The disciples of the Songshan Sect hurriedly stepped forward to lift the man up, and could not help but try his breath.

   "Master Bai, please ask Sect Leader Li to take a look and see how my uncle is injured."

  Everyone who practices martial arts knows some medical skills, but they are still much worse than real doctors. Bai Yitang immediately turned around and went out, "I'll call her, you guys will carry him to the bed and change him into clean clothes."

  Li Baolu was sitting on a big tree outside the yard looking around. When she saw Master coming out, she immediately jumped off the tree and ran over, "Master, how is Master An?"

   "The skill has dissipated, but his face is not very good, you can go with me to see."

  Li Baolu immediately took out her medicine box from behind the tree and ran first, "Then let's go quickly."

  Bai Yitang: ... When you come back, my teacher, I really don't want to ask why you hid the medicine box here early.

  Li Baolu ran away early and disappeared. She ran to An Ji's bed and looked at his face, and found that it was really ugly, but the pulse was actually much better than everyone imagined.

"Master Jishou is very attentive," Li Baolu put down An Ji's hand and smiled at the people around the bed: "Although his meridians are severely damaged, his upper and lower dantians are not damaged. It is not difficult to practice again, as long as the meridians are well maintained. Just fine."

   The disciples of the Songshan School all had bright eyes, and they saluted in unison: "Thanks to Master Jie Killing, Daxia Bai and Sect Leader Li, the Songshan School has written down this love."