Zong Qianqian also didn't expect Qu Yong to be so popular now. Although she thought it was funny, she didn't want to be surrounded by people like monkeys. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Zong Qianqian walked eight steps in a row and shouted "Baguazhang"

"Thieves and gossip", extremely slick, after taking these eight steps, he had already left the crowd far away, but when he saw Qu Yong also gave a light drink, several dragon shapes jumped, like giant lobsters jumping, his back arched, and he jumped up

, also jumped all the way away.

From Quzhou to Qu Yong's home, we have to change buses three times, and even if we go smoothly, it still takes more than two hours. The environment in the bus in Quzhou is not bad, but when we get on the minibus going into the countryside, there are all kinds of things.

Body odor, combined with the smell of tobacco, and sometimes chicken and duck feces and urine, is a complex combination of five flavors.

Zong Qianqian and Qu Yong were sitting in the last seats. Her face was a little pale. It was obvious that she had never suffered like this before. She was dressed very dignified and elegant today, with only light makeup on her face. Qu Yong saw her

The frowning and distressed look is infinitely endearing.

"How are you?"

Zong Qianqian shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

Qu Yong said: "How about I give you a few injections?"

Zong Qianqian covered her nose and said: "I'm not motion sick, I just can't stand it...this..." Although she opened the window for ventilation, she still found it unbearable. In addition, the minibus was now driving on the mountainous road.

She felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, "It's not convenient to use needles in this car."

Qu Yong took a look. Although they were sitting at the back, it was inconvenient to insert acupuncture. He thought for a moment and said: "How about I try to use An Jin to rub it on you? I only need Zusanli point, which is on Zusanli point.

On the Yangming Stomach Meridian, it is very effective. People say that one injection a day is enough for three miles, which is better than an old hen."

"Yeah." Zong Qianqian responded in a low voice.

The Zusanli point is located four fingers below the outer knee, on the edge of the tibia. "Sanli" refers to the upper, middle, and lower points. For epigastric pain, "shang" should be used. When pressing Zusanli, push upward at the same time, in the middle of the abdomen.

If discomfort occurs, you need to "manage the middle" and just press inward. For pain in the lower abdomen, you have to hold the foot for three miles while pushing downward. This is called "managing the lower part." You could have added the upper, middle and lower three.

Wan, the effect is better, but this point is on the abdomen and is not suitable for pricking in the car.

Zong Qianqian's trousers were not rolled up. Qu Yong touched the "Zusanli point" through a layer of trousers, but he still felt soft and strange to the touch, "Aren't I deceiving others in the dark room?" However, Qu Yong

Yong immediately restrained his thoughts, and the dark energy from the Shaoshang point on his thumb rushed out and penetrated upward into Zong Qianqian's acupuncture point. Zong Qianqian could clearly feel the warmth coming from Qu Yong's thumb, and immediately

She felt that the "Zusanli point" was bulging, and the extensor toe tendons on the outside of the muscles were twitching. Then the warm current surged up quickly and stayed warmly in her stomach. She was so comfortable that she almost moaned.

Voice.

Gradually, wet sweat flowed down Qu Yong's forehead. Although he had mastered the Taiyin Lung Meridian of Hands, after all, the practice days were short and he could not persist for long.

"Hmm...buzz..." The two of them were very close, and Zong Qianqian could hear a very deep and subtle sound in her ears, a bit like the muffled sound of thunder slowly rolling across the sky.

"I'm already fine." Zong Qianqian didn't lie, she was fine to begin with. Being so warmed by Qu Yong's An Jin, her whole body felt like she was sick and she immediately disappeared, "Is this An Jin?

"

Qu Yong could see that Zong Qianqian was also at the peak of her power. He nodded and said, "Well, I only realized it a few days ago."

"Congratulations, you have entered An Jin. From now on, you have really started to practice internal skills. By the way, how long have you been practicing martial arts?" Zong Qianqian was already recovered, and Qu Yong's hand left. Naturally, the two of them still kept the original distance and sat next to each other.

on the seat.

"I... It's been half a year." It's already mid-November, and Qu Yong has been learning martial arts for more than five months. The twists and turns in these five months are simply more ups and downs than the first half of his life combined.

.

"Half a year? So soon?" Zong Qianqian's beautiful eyes widened in surprise. She originally thought that even if Qu Yong had a lineage of true metaphors, he would have practiced it for at least two years. Who knew it was only half a month? In fact, it was no wonder

, Qu Yong’s speed is indeed a bit fast, and even the veteran feels that it is a bit counterproductive.

Qu Yong scratched his head and said, "Maybe it's because I've been working in the fields since I was a child, so I'm already strong."

"Really?" Zong Qianqian asked seemingly casually: "Who is your master? I don't think I have heard of any master of Xingyi in Quzhou!"

"He..." Qu Yong opened his mouth and chuckled, "Let's not talk about him anymore."

Seeing his harsh tone, Zong Qianqian stopped asking, fearing that if he spoke too much and aroused Qu Yong's vigilance, she leaned her head on the armchair, closed her eyes slightly and said, "I'm going to squint for a while."

"Okay, I'll call you when we get here." Qu Yong saw the wind blowing in outside the window and said, "Let me help you close the window."

"Um."

Zong Qianqian was sitting next to the window. Qu Yong stretched out half of his body and pushed the window with his hand to close more than half of it. Suddenly there was a loud "bang" and the whole carriage shook violently, including a minibus.

The brakes were applied suddenly, and everyone rushed forward involuntarily according to the inertia. Minibuses like this did not have seat belts. Zong Qianqian closed her eyes and didn't even notice, and she suddenly threw herself into Qu Yong's arms.

The soft body and the fragrant smell all rushed towards Qu Yong, and he didn't notice any of it. When he braked suddenly, he just leaned over to close the window, and his natural reaction was to turn his hands into big axes in the shape of a tiger.

Caught on the window edge, and then pressed together with Zong Qianqian's exquisite body without any reservation.

"Bang", it is the most difficult thing to bear the kindness of a beauty. Qu Yong was hit by such a collision, and his waist hit the back of the front seat hard. Fortunately, although the seat was dirty for a long time, it was soft and he was not injured.

Zong Qianqian was knocked dizzy and opened her eyes in confusion. Instead of getting up from Qu Yong's arms, she said: "What's wrong?"

"It seems like a flat tire." Qu Yong lowered his head and happened to see the swan-like neck from her collar, and the snow-white ridge that went down and pressed tightly against one side of his chest wall, that kind of softness.

The perfect touch of the hard bullet immediately made his nose itch and make him spurt out blood.

"Puncture?" Zong Qianqian had already come to her senses and left Qu Yong's body like lightning, her face slightly red, "How long will it take? Do you need to call someone to tow the car?"

"No need." Qu Yong also retracted his body and said: "It's very common for minibuses like this to have tire punctures. They all have spare tires. The driver will change them. It usually takes about half an hour."

"Half an hour."

"Let's get off the car and wait. The air will be better and we can see the scenery."

I have to say that this road goes around the mountains. Although it is uncomfortable to sit in the car, the scenery is still very beautiful when you look closely. There is a blue lake on one side of the road with clean water. From a distance, it looks like a sapphire embedded in the mountains.

, leaning on the cliff on the other side, Zong Qianqian got off the minibus and stretched her muscles. After getting off the bus, she naturally stood farther away from everyone.

The driver was already busy. Zong Qianqian moved for a while and felt that the air outside the car was very fresh. It felt like "after the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn". When she looked up, she suddenly let out a "wow".

"What's wrong?" Qu Yong thought it was a broken stone falling from the cliff and hitting her. Looking with her eyes, she saw a slightly protruding boulder on the dark gray rock wall, forming a natural

In the puddle, there is a graceful daffodil blooming, with 6 petals, the ends of the petals are goose yellow, and the outside of the stamens has a bowl-like protective cover, which is fresh and beautiful.

"Darcissus, the poet said that the autumn water is the sacred jade and the bones. I didn't believe it before, but today when I saw it in the puddles on the cliffs, I realized that the real daffodils are like this, and they are not kept in captivity by people. How romantic the ancients were.

." Zong Qianqian said quietly: "By the way, what's your zodiac sign?"

"Cancer's."

"Oh, then you are a mimosa." Zong Qianqian said: "I am a Virgo, and it is the daffodil. I knew there was nothing wrong with coming here today." She looked at the daffodil, with a strong look in her eyes.

Nostalgic.

Qu Yong didn't quite understand this kind of romance in girls, but he knew that she wanted it in her heart and said, "Do you want it?"

Zong Qianqian withdrew her gaze and said, "It will be good to take a look."

Qu Yong calculated and found that the boulder was about ten meters above the ground. He still had a chance to try it himself. He took a deep breath and took two steps back. Suddenly he stopped, and a fierce horse seemed to be born under his crotch.

The feet are stepping and turning like horseshoes, and the fists are floating.

"This is Xingyi Ma Xing, what is he doing?"

Just when Zong Qianqian didn't understand, Qu Yong had already blasted him with the horse-shaped artillery punch.

Turning together, like driving a car, holding the steering wheel, one hand is high and the other is low. When the steering wheel is turned, the lower hand becomes the upper hand, and then it comes back again. It is like a cannon punch. Because the horse shape only takes action and does not stop, it is called

As a "horse-shaped cannon", the emphasis is on endless life.

Qu Yong's horse-shaped artillery bombardment reached the edge of the cliff, and his momentum had risen to the extreme. He immediately changed his strength, adjusted and raised his center of gravity, and climbed up again. His body suddenly jumped into the air, using his hands to use force, and then stepped on the cliff with his legs.

, he exhausted all his strength and lifted his breath like a swallow flying across the water. His body was flat across the cliff. Qu Yong stepped out and flew more than three meters into the air. When the rising power was exhausted, he came out again.

He stepped out with his second foot and rose another three meters. Finally, the third foot was almost exhausted and could only barely rise to more than two meters. Seeing that there was still more than a person's height away from the ten-meter-high boulder, he felt a tiger in his right arm.

Xing jumped up and finally reached the boulder, and he climbed up.

"Wow, who does this young man belong to? How dare he climb so high?" The scene here attracted other passengers who got off the bus to watch. Everyone pointed and pointed, saying that Qu Yong was brave.
Chapter completed!