Chapter 141

Mo Wen is holding a madman in a chair. Now Mo Wen thinks it is necessary to cultivate his own power. After all, his main energy is to find his parents who have been missing for 20 years. Other things need to be done for him. Xu Tianqiu can do it twice at a time, but he can't bear to do it all the time.

Even if Xu Tianqiu doesn't say anything, Mo Wen doesn't think it's a long-term solution. Besides, now Mo Wen has Chen Yi and others around him. If he is not around, who will protect them?

Yesterday and Yang Lan in the coffee shop, met that will flatter the woman, this let Mo asked the heart immediately pulled up.

After thinking for a long time, Mo Wen decided to cultivate his own power.

The lunatic's character is not bad. After thinking about it, he asked, "would you like to follow me? If you don't want to, I will never mention it again. Don't be afraid. I didn't force you to follow me! It's all voluntary... "

The madman was slightly stunned, and then readily agreed: "yes, I will follow you in the future..."

"Ha ha!" Before the madman finished what he said, Mo interrupted him with a smile: "OK, those words don't need to be said. Since you are willing, I will help you improve your strength..."

After that, Mo Wen stretched out his hand, two fingers pointed around the madman's body, then took out a cloth bag from his body, took out the silver needle, and took off the madman's coat with extremely fast speed.

The madman only felt that his whole body could not move, as if he had been fixed by something. He was in a bit of a panic at the moment, but after he felt the warm current flowing slowly in his body, the panic was slightly relieved.

Is this the way to get through the muscles on TV?

When the madman thought of this, he thought of Mo Wen's terrible martial arts. He was excited.

Mo Wen used the nine needle method to get through all the muscles and veins of the madman's body, and then used the energy absorbed by the "bloodthirsty bat" to transmit all the energy to the madman's body. The whole process took 40 minutes to complete.

Untie the madman's Xue way, don't ask to put away the silver needle bag, lean on the chair, and say: "I've helped you get through the tendons, and help you wash the marrow and build the foundation. Now you can feel the existence of air flow. Remember, from now on, I'm Mo Wen's eldest disciple."

Get through the meridians? Wash marrow and build foundation?

Shocked by the madman, he also knew that Mo Wen was not as simple as ordinary people. He respectfully saluted Mo Wen and said, "master, please accept my apprentice Ling Feng's worship."

Mo Wen nodded his head with satisfaction. The madman was originally named Lingfeng. He was born and raised in Fuzhou. When he lifted Lingfeng up, Mo Wen thought what kind of martial arts were suitable for Lingfeng to practice?

The medical soul is never a mystery. Don't ask. It's impossible to pass it on to Ling Feng. There's nothing else you can understand except those martial arts mental skills passed on to him by your grandfather.

Suddenly, Mo Wen's mind flashed over the martial arts mental method that his father taught him when he was a child. Immediately, a few words appeared in his mind: Eighteen drops of sticky clothes.

The essence of this method is to get rid of the shadow, take advantage of the situation, take off the shape, introduce the fall, avoid the front and hide the sharp, turn and move, hit the right by oblique, break the right by horizontal, and control the clumsy by skillful.

In the actual combat, we must seize the fleeting vacancy and flaw, force and lock, eliminate and fight simultaneously, and make great efforts to drop the enemy.

At that moment, Mo Wen took the paper and pen and wrote the mental formula of sticking clothes 18 times. Then he passed it on to Ling Feng and told Ling Feng that he would burn this formula after memorizing it.

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Lu Zhentian paced back and forth in the room with a gloomy face. Lu Zhenlin sat on the boss's chair. He didn't seem to be worried at all. For this result, Lu Zhenlin seemed to have expected it for a long time.

Just now, Lu Zhenlin received news from his subordinates that Mo Wen had injured all his subordinates. Then he reported the current situation of Mo Wen and asked Lu Zhenlin for his next action plan.

As everyone knows, Mo Wen has already sent Ling Feng's men to the south to take anti surveillance.

Lu Zhenlin felt vaguely that this Mo Wen was probably the apprentice of "sanbuyishengshou".

In order to confirm his conjecture, Lu Zhenlin sent eight confidants to test Mo Wen.

At the moment when the wounded eight subordinates were sent back to Luzhou manor, Lu Zhenlin went to see them urgently. Lu Zhenlin was shrewd and proficient in medicine. He carefully examined the injuries of his eight confidants. After the examination, Lu Zhenlin was more convinced of his guess.

Hesitating, Lu Zhenlin went to Lu Zhentian's study.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Lu Zhenlin came to find himself again, Lu Zhentian seemed very impatient. He was really worried about Mo Wen and thought of countermeasures.

"Elder brother, don't ask if it may have something to do with the" sanbuyishengshou "who disappeared 20 years ago. I think we should take action immediately and never let the medical soul fall into other people's hands..." Lu Zhenlin said anxiously.

Speaking of the decision of medical soul, Lu Zhentian's eyes lit up and exclaimed excitedly: "how do you know that this boy has something to do with that old guy?"

As like as two peas, Lu Zhenlin closed the door of the study, pulled the landing, shook the sky, sat down on the sofa, and whispered, "brother, today I have sent out a few of my men, who are all odd bones. The general martial arts are absolutely not to be able to unload their hands and feet. I went to check the injuries of these people just now. The technique is very unique, and is exactly the same as the" three hands that do not heal ". My judgment will never go wrong! "

"We are not his rivals. How can we get the" medical soul decision "? This is not a chicken holding a duck's egg - it's nothing, white Cao heart! " Lu Zhentian looks lost.

"Brother, we can borrow the hand of the Yu family!" Lu Zhenlin laughs.

"You mean..." Lu Zhentian flashed Lu Zhenlin's words in his mind. He immediately responded and exclaimed excitedly: "yes, we'll blame Mo Wen for the video incident and let the Yu family do it. Ha ha... When this guy is half dead, we'll... Ha ha ha... It's a clever plan. We can get revenge and get the" medical soul decision ". Ha ha, second brother, This is a wonderful move... "

Without waiting for Lu Zhentian to finish, Lu Zhenlin interrupted: "just one, don't ask. You can get rid of it by making a small plan. Brother, you go to inform Yu Xuanling immediately. I have a clever plan to make sure it's safe..."

Lu Zhentian nodded and hurried out of the door.

Sitting in his study, Lu Zhenlin had a sinister plan in his mind!

According to Lu Zhenlin's Xing Zi, even if he can kill himself and get the medical soul decision, he won't do it himself. "Medical soul decision" is a martial arts mental skill that secular people dream of. Twenty years ago, countless people made enemies with "sanbuyishengshou" at all costs in order to get the medical soul decision, but they don't know why. Twenty years ago, this old man suddenly disappeared, disappear without a trace.

After 20 years, Lu Zhenlin met the descendant of the old man in his own territory. Moreover, according to his subordinates' reports, Mo Wen's finger was wearing the medical spirit ring of "San Bu Yi Sheng Shou".

At the thought of excitement, Lu Zhenlin's mouth showed a proud grin, as if everything on him was under his control.

Medical soul caution! The soul of the doctor!

Let Mo Wen become a peerless master from an ordinary person. If he can get the secret collection and ring in his hand, Lu Zhenlin feels that the chance to change his life has finally come!

Although Lu Zhenlin and his brothers are powerful in Fuzhou, they are by no means rivals in front of Mo Wen. If they are strong, they will expose Mo Wen to the public's attention. This is what Lu Zhenlin doesn't want to see, but it doesn't matter. Now there are more than one family operating in front of him. When they are both defeated, it is time for him to seize the magic weapon of medical soul.

He believed that he would never let Mo Wen's things slip away from his palm.

Lu Zhenlin's breath was a little short when he thought of the pleasure of getting the magic weapon of medical soul. However, when he thought of those who tried to make the decision of medical soul, Lu Zhenlin shivered again. Immediately, in his mind, the situation of blood flowing 20 years ago appeared.

At the same time, don't ask, after dinner, in the box of the restaurant, Professor Ling Feng's "stick clothes 18 drop" trick, teach Ling Feng how to combine the trick and mental method, make him work hard.

Ling Feng is in a good mood today, and his worship of Mo Wen is beyond control.

In the box, he followed Mo Wen's teaching method and combined it with mental skill. His power surprised him. In the past, when he used to fight and chop people, he was really weak in front of "sticking clothes and falling 18".

After chatting for a while, Mo asked and left.

When leaving the restaurant, Mo Wen received a phone call from Li Jingjing, saying that Cheng Nai Nai's grandson woke up at 10 o'clock this morning, and then said a lot of thanks to Mo Wen. In fact, Mo Wen didn't do anything. He just helped big head to repair the paralyzed brain tissue, so that he could wake up as a vegetative person. As for big head, can he recover, It depends on his later recovery.

Just as she was about to hang up, Li Jingjing suddenly asked, "brother mosquito, Cheng Nai Nai said that there was a sudden increase of 200000 yuan in the inpatient account. Did you deposit the money?"

Mo Wen didn't want to admit it. He just hoped that the two old people wouldn't work hard for that little money, and there was so much they could do. So he said with a faint smile: "maybe it was saved by a kind person, I don't know..."

"Cut!" Li Jingjing on the other end of the phone immediately refuted Mo Wen's words: "don't lie to me. I asked the person on duty last night. He said that it was the man who came with me. You and grandfather Zheng were men last night. The rest were women. You still want to lie to me... Hum..."

"Ha ha..." after being seen through, Mo Wen didn't deny it any more. He laughed and said: "in fact, it's nothing... A little money!"

"Little money?" When Li Jingjing heard Mo Wen say that 200000 is a small sum of money, she immediately yelled: "Wow, brother mosquito, it seems that you are a local tyrant. No wonder xiaorou and xiner are clinging to you. It looks like... I'm going to move in with you too..."

"You... What are you talking about? Are you moving in with us? " Don't ask, immediately scared, three women have enough of him, one more Li Jingjing this ghost spirit, not to his old life?

Then, Li Jingjing's voice immediately came from the phone: "I live with you, if you are lonely, aren't we very convenient? You can come to me at any time. You can vent your anger on me as much as you like. It's better than worrying about it all by yourself... "

"Ah?" Mo Wen almost breathed out his voice. When he heard Li Jingjing's words, he immediately thought of the charming appearance of asking to open a room with him that night. He quickly found an excuse: "that... What... Jingjing, I have something to do now, I won't tell you..."

Then Mo asked and hung up.

Li Jingjing took her mobile phone and thought that Mo Wen was afraid of herself. She said with a smile: "I know you don't have the courage, coward... Hum..."