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After returning home, Sikong Banyu closed the door, took out a notebook and began to write.

Hua Qingyun has already gone home to get the medicinal materials. What he intended to do was to write down the needling technique of the Dragon needle on his way to Xianzhou, as well as the medical book he intended to give Hua Qingyun, and give it to Chen Ziyi. When he was not in the capital, he asked Chen Ziyi to transfer it to Hua Qingyun.

I didn't expect that this mission has changed, so we can save this process. The needling technique of cross dragon needle is very simple. You only need to write down the depth and specific part of the needle, and the rest is to practice speed. Anyway, what Hua Qingyun wants, whether it can be refined or not is his own business.

As for the medical canon, Sikong's choice is seven difficult classics. This medical book is an introduction to Zhuque mainland. There are not many mysterious things, but it focuses on practical use. It is the most suitable thing to treat ordinary people's diseases.

However, even so, there are many things about Taoist monks recorded in the seven difficult classics, which Hua Qingyun can not understand. It was at the beginning that Sikong Banyu was able to read the whole book of seven difficulties only after he reached the spiritual realm. What's more, Hua Qingyun's cultivation is only equivalent to the skin training realm in the state of consciousness?

Therefore, when Si Kong Banyu wrote, he wiped out a lot of obscure things and turned it into a more common medical dictionary.

There are a lot of words in the whole medical dictionary. It looks like fifty or sixty thousand words. After being cut and cut by Sikong's half language, only thirty or forty thousand words are left. Even so, what should belong to the world of friars and appear on the earth, which can be regarded as the existence of a peerless treasure.

I believe that huaqingyun will feel that this business is not a loss.

Unconsciously, Sikong Banyu indulged in the writing of "seven difficult classics" and "Guo Long Zhen". The time passed quietly, and the night came directly. It took seven or eight hours to write, but not a lot of work was completed. The needling technique of Guolong needle was completed, but the seven difficult classic only wrote more than 1000 words.

"Hoo It's not so tiring to write! If in the Zhuque mainland, directly a jade slip engraved down, how simple! Damn it, it will take at least two or three days to complete. "

But think of it, the thousand year old ginseng and the 600 year old snow lotus in Huaqing cloud hands are worth the money! After getting it, he should be able to break into the practice of bone refining and improve his strength. As for the spiritual realm, Sikong Banyu didn't dare to think about it. After all, he was a man from the past.

It is very clear that the most difficult thing in the state of consciousness is bone refining, which is a huge consumption process. Especially in the earth where aura is poor and elixir is scarce, bone refining will be the most painful process for him.

"Gululu..."

All of a sudden, a protest broke out in his stomach, and Sikong Banyu was suddenly covered with black lines. He was really used to the day when the monks used their spiritual energy to make up for their own consumption and were completely insulated from food. Now, it is very difficult to change the concept of "three meals a day" like ordinary people.

He stood up and just wanted to go out to see if there was anything to eat. At the same time, he was also surprised that his mother didn't ask himself to eat today. Didn't his mother come back today?

Sikong Banyu came out of the door and heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was half past seven. I think my mother came back late today, so I haven't finished the meal yet!

"Mom Is the meal ready? I'm good... " Sikong Banyu goes into the kitchen and just wants to ask if the meal is ready. But when he looks at the woman in the kitchen, he swallows up the "hungry" one.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Xiyue? When did the woman come to her house? And now she, a piece of apron tied, long hair down, delicate face, with a faint smile, like a wife waiting for her husband to come back, next to a few delicate dishes.

Sikong half language took a look at it. She could see that Lin Xiyue had two brushes, but she didn't know what the taste was like. And his mother, there is no trace.

While stirring the dishes, Lin Xiyue said, "my aunt asked me to come. She said that they worked overtime in the company today, and there was no one to cook at home. So let me have a look. If you are at home, I will cook for you. I came to see that the light in your room is on, so I don't want to disturb you. Go and wash your hands! It will be ready in a minute. "

"Ah..." Sikong Banyu walked out of the kitchen with a face of consternation. What is this? Can't it be that my mother really took the last thing seriously and decided that Lin Xiyue had something to do with herself? And when did the woman get the key to her house.

After that day's farce, he didn't care much about Lin Xiyue. Anyway, they all got their own way. However, he didn't expect that his mother was so close to her.

"Damn It's not a good thing. I'll make it clear to this woman later

After a while, there are four delicate dishes on the table, three dishes and one soup, all of which are home-made dishes. Sikong Banyu and Lin Xiyue sit opposite each other with a bowl of rice in front of them. Sikong Banyu has been hungry for a long time. If he has something to eat, he picks up his chopsticks and puts a piece of tomato and egg into his mouth. He just wants to eat it.The next moment, it is a bitter face.

"How about it?" Lin Xiyue's eyes are burning at Sikong Banyu. In fact, she has a high opinion and a low hand. She can see the recipe at a glance, but this is the first time that she cooks in person. She also did not know, why in the Ye min telephone time, oneself on the supernatural promise.

Sikong Banyu tried to endure the salty taste of his own. He swallowed it directly and said with a strong smile: "it's OK, it's OK, ha ha..."

How to say that people come to cook for you, can't make people embarrassed.

Damn it, I can't eat this one. Won't you change it? Tomatoes and eggs can be copied like this, so other must be hard to escape, but the soup can always drink! And it's cucumber preserved egg soup, because it's not so salty!

Sikong Banyu picked up a spoon and tasted it, but he was shocked again. Is this NIMA a a meal? How does it feel like poison! This soup is not salty, but can you tell me how much msg you put in?

I can't help but take up the bowl of rice. I can't help eating rice! Just as if Lin Xiyue didn't intend to let him go, the rice came into his mouth, and Sikong Banyu was once again determined to be half cooked.

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