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Liu'er looked at Xiao Lan confusedly, and couldn't help scratching her head, thinking, "Could it be that I got up too late?" Did I really sleep? How could the sun reach the top of his head so quickly? If he had told her that I was cultivating according to her method, it wouldn't have taken such a long time to get my breath to her back! "If she thinks I'm lying to her, I won't get anything good out of it." Thinking back to the time when she had twisted her finger in the inn, he could not help but shiver. "I should just coax her."

He had never learnt any martial arts before, so he did not know that the Governor Meridian was one of the eight extraordinary meridians. Due to the lack of a proper cultivation method, ordinary people would not be able to clear it even after a lifetime of hard training. Thus, one could see the difficulty. Although Liu'er was lucky, he was only able to open four acupoints. However, even these few acupuncture points took a long time.

Liu'er naturally didn't understand the reasoning behind it, and only tried to coax Xiao Lan, saying, "Maybe it was because I ate too much yesterday and slept too well, so I got bedridden for some reason." One must know that most of my days are filled with hunger and impermanence, thus I was able to fall asleep for a while. But even if I sleep, I'm still training! I still remember what you said about the key to the Qing Gong technique. Let me show it to you later. If I lose face for you, it won't be too late to punish me. "

Hearing Liu'er say that he was hungry and fickle, Xiao Lan looked at his shabby robe, and thought that he was just a child who was about the same age as her, yet was suffering for no reason. She sympathized with him, and then said coquettishly, "That's not your fault. As the saying goes, 'To eat and drink to your heart's content and desire to masturbate'. Desire, hunger, cold, embarrassment … although you are embarrassed, but you don't steal or rob, you can still be considered a man. It was human nature to be lazy. Just as you said, you train first and then take a look. "

Liu'er thought to herself, "It's not that I don't want to steal it, it's just that I can't steal it." If I had the ability in the future, I would have definitely emptied the treasury of corrupt businessmen! This is called 'There is a way to steal'! " He did not dare to say it out loud. Seeing that Xiao Lan was not angry, he felt relieved and went to another place to cultivate.

His legs bent slightly as he thought about what Xiao Lan had said. However, he could not sense the inner breathing from before. Raising his head to look at Xiao Lan, he saw that Xiao Lan was also looking at him with interest as she giggled.

He was scared in his heart, only thinking that Xiao Lan was hiding a knife in his smile, after which he shouted loudly, "Ha!", and both of his feet suddenly left the ground. However, his body and mind were in disarray, and he had used too much strength. At this moment, his feet had just inches from the ground, causing him to fall flat on his face!

Xiao Lan was enjoying the show when she suddenly heard Liu'er's loud roar. She jumped in fright and was about to get angry. He saw him sprawled on the ground.

Xiao Lan lost all her anger and laughed out loud, "I have seen quite a few of them fall... Hahaha … However, you are the first one to be bold before you fall! "Hahaha!" After saying that, he continued to laugh maniacally. Later on, he laughed till his stomach hurt. He still bent over and laughed out loud.

Liu'er's face was flushed red. It was unknown if it was due to embarrassment or anger. Seeing that Xiao Lan was laughing at him, he stood up and slightly bent his knees. He thought about what she had said and decided to try again.

Xiao Lan quickly stopped her with a wave of her hand, "That's enough … Alright! I can't laugh anymore, please spare me … "Hahaha!"

While the two of them were playing, one of them suddenly ran into the door and hastily took big steps.

The person wore a white shirt with a few spots of ink on it. In his hand was a folding fan, just like River City. However, that fan was in tatters, and one of its bones had already fallen off. That person was too lazy to break it, so he just let it move around randomly.

Xiao Lan recognized the man. He was a poor scholar named Zhang Chi. People called him the "Three Scholars." The so-called "three do not", is good deeds without success, good poetry without rhyme, love without wealth. Because he had no support, and every day, he would talk about how there was no music in the world, and how he knew how to read poetry all day long. There was an old greaser who found his verses disorderly but easy to understand. In order to attract customers to do business, he shouted all over the place, so some people also called him "Zhang Zhang Zhi", and his poems were called "Zhang Zhi".

Zhang Jiuyou has nothing to do but enjoy himself in the countryside. Where he was, there was no end to the laughter, so the villagers were willing to help him, so that he wouldn't freeze to death from hunger.

Everyone was useful, just to see if the servant could use it.

He looked useless, but he was close to the people, and they were not wary of him at all.

Therefore, he was more suitable to ask about information than the two children.

Xiao Lan did not know that the crocodile had sent him to scout for information, but she was a good person. Upon seeing Zhang Xiuji, she ran over and joked, "Zhang Xiucai, when are you going to the capital to take the exam? Did he no longer have the money to come here and ask for it? "Then you have to make me a poem. When I'm happy, I'll help you say a few good words."

Zhang Wei treated others kindly and was not angry at all. He smiled and said, "If this clever girl had said a few good words, I would have definitely taken a lot of money. "Please wait a moment." He then slowed down his pace and slapped the fan in his hand repeatedly. Looking at Liu'er who was wearing a dirty robe, then looking at Xiao Lan who was laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe, she said, "I got it! Listen carefully, and say: 'The Taoist is not like the Taoist, the girl is not like the girl. If one day you are called the lover, even Bodhisattva will jump over the wall! " Then, without waiting for them to react, he laughed loudly and walked towards the main hall.

Xiao Lan silently recited a poem and after pondering for a moment, her face instantly flushed red. She shouted, "Good job, Elementary Scholar, how dare you make fun of me!" As he spoke, he pulled Liu'er, whose face was also completely red, and chased after him.

Of course, she wasn't really angry, and there was even a trace of indescribable joy in her heart.

She had followed him just to see why this person was looking for the Martial House Master.

The Immortal Crocodile's courtyard was extremely large. The three of them quickly walked forward, and in the time it took to make a cup of tea, they had already walked. Liu'er looked at the hall and couldn't help but be shocked.

He saw that the whole wall had been beaten into a huge crocodile, its entire body covered in gold foil. The golden light made it hard for people to open their eyes. The alligator belly was round and large, serving as the main hall. The door to the hall was the crocodile's mouth, revealing a row of sharp fangs, like a wolf that would never have enough to eat.

Fierce and terrifying!

Just entering this hall alone required courage!

When Liu'er got closer, she looked at the crocodile even more fearfully and did not dare to look anymore. She only lowered her head and followed Xiao Lan into the hall. After entering, he peeked around.

The hall was even more magnificent with jade vases and porcelain bottles filled with a dazzling array of colors. There were white crocodiles painted on the round walls on both sides. Every form was different: some hunted and ate, some dived and ambushed, and some slept on the ground.

However, no matter what form they were in, Liu'er always felt uncomfortable. The pressure was so great that it made it hard to breathe.

A large golden signboard was hung on top of the main hall. Written on the signboard were a few large, pitch-black words that were dripping with ink and dancing in the air.

"Heroic Martial Under Heaven!"