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Chapter 60 The devil wants to eat me and the Buddha wants to beat me

"Having a nightmare again?"

"Well, this time is different." Li Xinzhu took a few deep breaths, reached out and picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water. The cold water entered his stomach and calmed him down a bit.

"It's different. Why is it different? Is it better?"

"No, the situation is more complicated. This time there are two." Li Xinzhu shook his head.

"Two, one evil ghost and one Buddhist Vajra?" Wang An asked.

"Um!"

"That's right, Buddhist Vajra can just subdue inner demons."

"No, that evil ghost stared at me with a pair of bloody eyes and opened its big mouth. It looked like he wanted to eat me. The Buddhist Vajra also stared at me with a pair of angry eyes, looking like he wanted to slap me to death. They

The two of them are getting along well."

"Well, that's a bit strange." Wang An was stunned after hearing this.

"Is your method reliable?"

"Theoretically it should be no problem."

"Theory? No problem? One more person and they can fight the Landlord, hey!" Li Xinzhu sighed.

Wang An raised his head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The time pointed at one o'clock and five minutes.

"How long did you sleep this time?"

Li Xinzhu looked up at the time, lowered his head and estimated, "About two hours."

"How about yesterday?"

"Yesterday, less than an hour..." He stopped mid-sentence. At this time, he realized that he slept much longer today than yesterday.

Although I was woken up by the nightmare in the end, after all, I slept much longer than yesterday. There is a significant difference between sleeping for two hours and sleeping for one hour. This is progress.

"I sleep longer and it works."

"It should be useful. The Buddhist King Kong is staring at you to remind you to cheer up and dare to face your inner demons.

You should think that you are a Buddhist Vajra, and then go and fight the inner demons. While you are thinking about it carefully, I will go to sleep first."

After saying that, Wang An entered the room, locked the door, and went to bed, leaving Li Xinzhu sitting alone on the sofa in the living room and lost in thought.

He thought about it for probably more than half an hour, and then he lay down and fell asleep.

The next morning, when Wang An got up, Li Xinzhu was sitting on the sofa in a daze again.

"I got up three times last night." Hearing Wang An come out, he took the initiative to say that he felt more comfortable today than yesterday.

"Obvious improvement, right?"

"Well, this method works. As for the painting, take it out quickly. I will continue to look at it to enhance the effect."

Wang An smiled and took out the painting and hung it on the wall. The two of them watched the painting together. This time Li Xinzhu's mood was obviously much more stable than yesterday.

During this period, he also had the urge to tear up the painting several times, but thinking of Wang An's slap yesterday, he suddenly sobered up.

About thirty minutes later, Wang An took down the painting again and started practicing in the early morning. Li Xinzhu also practiced beside him, watching his strange movements.

"Does the Wu Qin Xi you practiced work?"

"It works, it's of great use."

"Then teach me?"

"If you want to learn, you can." Wang An taught him the Tiger Opera among the Five Animal Operas.

Regarding Wu Qin Xi, Wang An did not regard it as a unique skill that could not be passed on to others. Li Xinzhu had also taught him Xingyi Quan before.

In the morning, he had no intention of staying at home anymore, but was going to go to Zhao Zhiyuan to continue learning Chinese massage. He also kicked Li Xinzhu out of the house.

"No, I'll practice here alone for a while, and I'll look at the painting again."

"I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone at home, so hurry up and leave."

"What you said is so hurtful. I think I have a problem now and I can control myself."

"One of the major misconceptions in life is that I think I can do it. You are in this state now, so hurry up."

Wang An went to Zhao's Medical Clinic, and Li Xinzhu went to Xingyi Quan Martial Arts School.

Coincidentally, two people came in one after another in the morning, both suffering from waist discomfort, so Zhao Zhiyuan asked Wang An to perform traditional Chinese massage.

While massaging the patient, Wang An had a picture of the meridians and acupuncture points on the back of the human body in his mind.

He can now more accurately identify the main acupuncture points of the human body, especially the acupuncture points on the back, and knows the corresponding functions of these acupoints and their impact on the human body.

According to Zhao Zhiyuan, Wang An has excellent talent in learning traditional Chinese massage.

Kneading, pressing, pushing... After the treatment, both patients gave Wang An a thumbs up.

In addition to acupuncture points and tendons, Wang An also began to learn relevant medical knowledge about tendons, muscles, and internal organs from Zhao Zhiyuan.

The human body is a whole, and meridians are attached to these human organs and interspersed among them. Meridians are like lines, and acupuncture points are points. The points and lines are connected to form a network.

Medicine and martial arts are interlinked, and having a certain medical foundation is very helpful for practicing martial arts.

When Wang An came to learn Chinese massage, he brought a special notebook with him. He recorded a lot of the knowledge explained by Zhao Zhiyuan. He also asked Zhao Zhiyuan for advice on things he didn't understand.

After this period of time, Zhao Zhiyuan also learned some postures in Tai Chi, and he learned it very well.

Wang An studied for a whole day. When he got home in the afternoon, it was already dark. He was leaning against the wall alone, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

The sky was overcast, and there were no stars or moon in sight. There was really nothing to see.

"Why are you here? If you don't come, I will climb over the wall and get in." Li Xinzhu turned around when he heard the noise.

Wang An opened the door, went into the house, lit a fire to cook, made a large portion of vegetables, stewed meat in an iron pot, kneaded the dough and made some pot stickers.

Li Xinzhu was walking bricks in the yard, and he came over while Wang An was eating.

"Well, it smells good. Do you have any wine?"

"No, this dish doesn't belong to you either. Didn't you say you had eaten?"

"I'll just try it." Li Xinzhu took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. His condition today seemed much better than yesterday.

"Hiss, hot, hot, hot, um, this tastes good!"

"The bonus from the Guard Bureau has been approved and will be distributed in the next two days. It will be transferred to you then."

"Okay, thank you."

"I met a master today."

"Master, how tall are you?"

"That man can hit a coin with a flying needle from seven or eight meters away."

"Hidden weapon, is anyone still practicing this now?"

"Of course. I heard that man say that if a bird passes by his eyes, he can knock it down with just a flick of his hand."

"That's quite a skill." Wang An nodded and continued eating.

"This person is here because of the Jeetmai Fist thing."

"Jie Mai Fist?"

"I undoubtedly overheard when they were talking. What kind of seeds did the people practicing Jeet Mai Quan seem to be looking for?"


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