"Well, he is worthy of being the best master of Chinese martial arts. With this sword technique, I'm afraid even Jun Mogui would be impressed." Mr. Li praised him and raised his feet to come over and take a look at the plum branch in Xu Qing's hand.
Unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he staggered over. Xu Qing's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He dodged forward like a spiritual ape and reached out to hold the old man's arm, which prevented the old man from slipping.
Old Li stood firm and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Oh! Old man, these legs and feet don't work well!" Xu Qing supported the old man and walked forward slowly, a thought flashed in his mind.
"Old man, why don't you go to the Wuhun base to strengthen your physical qualities? Then your legs and feet can become more flexible." Xu Qing has seen the magic of the healing tank. If the old man is willing, it will be no problem to just change his body!
Mr. Li shook his head and said: "Strengthening the physique is not without side effects for warriors. It is more risky for ordinary people with weak physiques. It is not suitable for people at my age. The healing slot in the martial soul base is still very effective. Only
It is limited to treating injuries and illnesses and has no effect on physical decline."
Xu Qing finally understood something, but the old man’s background in linen embroidery was too poor! There was really no other way, but there was a method that had no side effects that he could try. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but whisper: "Mr. Li
, if you trust me, I have a method that I can try and keep it to make you look several years younger."
Li Lao's eyes flashed brightly and he said: "What method? Tell me." This once all-powerful old man is not someone who takes everything lightly. On the contrary, he values his body very much. Not to mention the method of being a few years younger.
Even if you can look younger for a few days, it's worth a try.
Xu Qing smiled and said: "Using internal energy to cleanse the hair and cut the marrow may take a lot of effort for others, but I am confident that it will be completed in about half an hour. If nothing else, it will at least make your legs and feet looser."
"Half an hour to wash the hair and cut the marrow? Are you bragging?" Mr. Li doubted Xu Qing's words for the first time, because he knew how difficult it was to wash the hair and cut the marrow.
Xu Qing nodded firmly and said: "Half an hour is enough. I helped an old man named Zhu relax once in Macau. He is already ninety years old. This method is not dangerous at all."
Mr. Li smiled slightly and said: "Well, I'll leave this old bone to you for a while." Xu Qing wrinkled his nose playfully, helped the old man walk towards the moon gate at the east end of the courtyard, and helped the old man wash his hair.
The marrow is just a piece of cake for him, which is equivalent to helping him in disguise. This big backer cannot be defeated!
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a plaid scarf was walking into an old residential complex with his neck hunched. He glanced left and right before quickly walking into one of the units. This man was jet-lagged after a makeover. As the saying goes,
In the Cunning Rabbit's Three Caves, thieves have several hiding places that are unknown to outsiders, and the world's best old thief is no exception.
All the way up to the fourth floor, I took out the key and opened a door. A faint musty smell penetrated my nostrils. I didn't care about the jet lag and walked in. The safety factor of staying in those public places is relatively low.
, is far inferior to such an old two-bedroom house, not to mention that there are things he needs here that he must come to get.
Jet Lag closed the door behind him and turned on the heating equipment. The temperature in the room immediately became comfortable. He first had to find those things that smelled of mold and rot. He sniffed and searched for a few minutes in the room, and finally found an inconspicuous place in the room.
I found half a box of rotten apples in the carton. It turned out that this thing was causing trouble.
Basically no one would come to check in a residential area like this, but the jet lag didn't mean he would stay for long. After dealing with the rotten apples, he returned to the room and took out a password suitcase from the mezzanine behind an old wardrobe.
Press the combination lock on the box and turn the box over to open it from the rear joint. Inside, there is an old mobile phone and two bank cards, as well as two stacks of cash and a bunch of keys.
Jet Lag put the things in his pocket, powered up his mobile phone, and turned on the TV on the table. There are many ways for a thief to obtain information, and watching TV is also a channel. After contacting Xu Qing later, he also
Prepare to find an Internet cafe to learn more detailed information.
There is a lot of useful information for thieves on TV, such as weather forecasts and local news. Professional thieves can get useful information through some pictures in the news. Of course, the best channel is the Internet, which is different from singing and dancing on TV.
There are more real things on the Internet. No wonder some people say that life is wonderful when you turn on the TV, but it is dark when you turn on the computer.
The old mobile phone I am using now due to jet lag is an old model that I saved two years ago. It is now an outdated antique. The little detectives in other cartoons all use touch screens. He still uses a black and white screen. The mobile phone is very important for a professional.
For thieves, it is often just a one-time tool. It can make and receive phone calls. Why do you want so many useless and broken functions?
The news is being broadcast on the TV. It's nothing more than the snowy day, which unlucky person hit a telephone pole, whose dog accidentally fell into the gutter, how many people rescued it, and a caring person braved the cold to bring warmth to the left-behind children. Look at that caring person's brain.
His bear-like appearance was just for show, but he looked at the jet lag very seriously, and his eyes were still twinkling.
Dong Dong Dong! Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the room. Jet Lag put the suitcase on the bed back into place as quickly as possible. Then he tiptoed to the door. He put his eyes to the peephole on the door and looked out. He felt sad in his heart.
Following the jump, it was a fat female police officer in uniform.
Shi Lag rolled his eyes, quickly reached out from his pocket and took out two cloves of garlic, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times. He then opened the door and before the other party could see his appearance clearly, he took two deep breaths of cold air and hit him hard.
sneezed loudly.
Ah poof! A powerful blooming sneeze, with a pungent smell of garlic, sprayed the female police officer in the face. She pretended to be stunned by the jet lag, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, comrade, I have a cold."
Oh, it's all this damn weather..." Just after I said a few words, my nostrils felt itchy again. I raised my head and opened my mouth and screamed twice. It looked like I was sneezing on my mouth, and I had to sneeze.
The fat policewoman's face changed greatly, and she quickly took a step to the side. Ah poof! A louder sneeze filled the air with peach nectar, and the strong smell of garlic was nauseating.
Shi Lag covered his mouth and nose with his hand and rubbed it for a few times before he regained his composure. However, the fat policewoman next to the door did not dare to meet him anymore. She was wiping the foam on her face with the back of her hand.
He looked like he wanted to peel off every layer of his skin.
"ID card... look, don't sneeze!" The fat policewoman felt that today was a particularly unlucky day. Even if the station assigned a task to check some temporary residents in the cold weather, she still ran into such a No. 1 Garlic Brother.