"What did you stir-fry with this celery? It's all fried into a paste! If you don't want to eat it, go out, I'll bring you something good to eat!" He Xie pointed to a ball of paste in the pot that exuded a pungent smell.
road.
Lu Ming had an expression that said "this world is not real" and turned his head blankly: "Brother...what, let me confirm with you again, is the celery I just poured into the pot really?"
"It's indeed celery. I've asked you eight hundred times, are you Biao?" He Xie said impatiently.
"Brother, I also feel like I'm a little bit hot today..." Lu Ming still tasted the pot of paste in the pot, then frowned and immediately spat it out with a "poof".
"What does it taste like?"
Nonsense, add salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce and vinegar to a pot of cosmetics and stir-fry them. What do you think it smells like?
Even if the poison doesn't kill you, you're already happy, okay?
The two of them left the house in a mess and went out. They went to the restaurant in the alley and ordered a fragrant and golden sauce duck. Each of them got a bowl of fried bean curd and vermicelli soup, which was enough to finish their dinner.
Lu Ming's mouth was full of oil after eating, but he still had some doubts about life. During the meal, he mentioned bath flowers, paste and the woman's pajamas in the steel pot several times, but He Xie casually fooled him.
Naturally, He Xie was the one paying the bill. Lu Ming wanted to fight with him, but He Xie almost pushed him to the other side of the road.
"No, brother, your hands are really strong, have you practiced?" Lu Ming rubbed his shoulders and walked back with his eyes widened, "Ah... I remembered. When I woke up in the morning, you were sitting on the ground.
Here, brother, are you practicing qigong?"
"Absolutely." He Xie said casually, walked to a fruit stall leisurely, and knocked on a watermelon casually, "Boss, does your melon stay ripe?"
"Hey young man, Ala has been selling fruit for more than ten years, how can he still sell you a raw melon egg? Keep it ripe! Of course keep it ripe. If it's not ripe, you can take it back and I'll eat it!"
"Pick one." He Xie said with a smile.
"No, brother, are you really good at qigong?" Lu Ming finally came out of the shadow of a series of strange events in the room before and continued to ask, "Teach me, I'm always interested in this stuff."
He Xie took out the money and said, "You? If you can't practice anything in twenty or thirty years, do you still want to practice?"
"How long does it take?" Lu Ming was stunned.
He Xie bought the melon and continued walking back.
Lu Ming was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing. He chased after him and said, "No, brother, are you fooling me? How old are you? Isn't it good for you to practice right now?"
He Xie ignored him and quickened his pace.
Even after returning to the room, Lu Ming was still chasing after He Xie to learn qigong. He kept begging He Xie to teach him. He also said that when he was a child, he was touched and enlightened by a qigong master.
"Really, I won't lie to your brother. I was very clever and my brain was very good when I was a child." Lu Ming vowed, "A master really gave me enlightenment."
Originally, it wouldn't be too pleasant to eat some cold, sweet watermelon after dinner, but Lu Ming was too annoyed.
He Xie casually threw the watermelon rind into the trash can and asked, "How old was the master who gave you the light?"
Lu Ming thought for a while: "About thirteen or fourteen years old, I remember it was when I was in junior high school."
"Then you're done." He Xie looked at him with pity, "You have to be consecrated before you are three years old. You are thirteen or fourteen, how can you be consecrated?"
Lu Ming was startled and said: "Can't you be consecrated after the age of three?"
"Of course not, you have been deceived." He Xie sighed, "As soon as I saw you, I felt that something was wrong with your mind. I thought you were born with a lack of talent. You just said that you were very special when you were a child.
Clever, isn’t it?”
"Yes!" Lu Ming felt a little panicked for no reason, "I was very clever when I was a child."
"That's right." He Xie patted his shoulder and wiped his hands that had just eaten the watermelon. "Xiao Lu, please think carefully about your memories. Did the so-called master give you a blessing?
Are you starting to lose your wits?"
Lu Ming thought about it carefully, and his eyes widened in horror: "Brother, I remembered it. As soon as I entered junior high school, I started to have a hard time studying..."
"Look! Right?" He Xie said seriously, "You are not consecrated, you have your light turned off!"
"Close, close?" Lu Ming said tremblingly.
"Shut it!" He Xie nodded seriously, with a sad expression, "You taste it, you taste it carefully. If you had kept your cleverness when you were young, how could you be such a bear now?"
Lu Ming's eyes were messy: "Brother, what's that? I'm a little confused right now. Please let me know. No, brother, you didn't fool me, did you?"
"Tch, am I full?" He Xie said disdainfully, stood up and went to get the blanket he used last night and spread it on the floor of the living room.
Lu Ming, who was scratching his head, accidentally saw it and shouted in a hurry: "Hey! Brother, you sleep on the bed tonight and I sleep on the floor! I am already very embarrassed about what happened last night. If you don't..."
As he spoke, he snatched the blanket from He Xie's hand and glared: "Don't argue with me, brother. If you argue with me, I'll get very angry!"
"Then I won't argue." He Xie said simply, "Sleep."
"……Why!"
Lu Ming was stunned for a while.
Soon, the lights were turned off and the two of them lay down separately.
About an hour later, He Xie, who had calmed down and calmed down, quietly sat up and prepared to start practicing internal energy.
But before the internal force had been running for a week, Lu Ming on the side said excitedly: "Brother, have you practiced?"
The practice was immediately interrupted.
He Xie frowned: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Brother, I just thought about it carefully, and I think your analysis is correct. That master must have blocked my light!" Lu Ming gritted his teeth and said, "I just remembered that before he consecrated me,
I pissed on his shoe! He must have a grudge to take revenge on me! This grandson!"
"..."
He Xie was silent for a long time and then took a deep breath: "Xiao Lu, I'll turn on the light again tomorrow. Don't think about it and go to bed quickly, okay?"
"Brother, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Lu Ming said excitedly, "Can I open it again? Didn't I just say that you can't open it after the age of three?"
"..."
"My magic power is high, go to bed quickly!" He Xie said in a more serious tone.
"Brother, brother, did I disturb you?" Lu Ming asked cautiously.
"Yes." He Xie said.
"Brother, can I just say nothing?"
"Okay." He Xie shook his head, just look if you want, can he still see a flower?
He Xie listened to his breath and stopped thinking, and soon continued to enter samadhi and move around the sky.
But within five minutes, there was a "pop" sound, and Lu Ming tiptoed over and turned on the light.
He Xie was immediately interrupted again. He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Ming expressionlessly.
There is no danger in being interrupted from practicing, but it is really annoying.
Lu Ming smiled flatteringly: "Brother, I just want to see if you get hot when you practice."
"..."
Did I just steam the steamed buns? They are still steaming!
He Xie thought for a while, stretched out a finger, and slowly forced out a wisp of internal energy. Suddenly, white steam steamed from his fingertips.
"Hey! It's risky, it's really risky!" Lu Ming shouted excitedly, as if he had seen an alien.
He Xie said: "Xiao Lu, look at this finger, what's the change?"
Lu Ming's face was filled with excitement. He took a closer look and said, "Brother, it doesn't look like there's any change. It's just quite white."
He Xie chuckled and raised his fingers: "Come here and take a closer look."
"Hey, brother!" Lu Ming was so happy that he hurriedly ran over and came up to He Xie's raised finger.
Then, He Xie poked the sleeping point on the back of his neck with his finger.
