Systematic Detox Center

Chapter 12 Water Sutra
"It's true that I have a little relationship with you,
But as my bodyguard, you really embarrass me for being so miserable.

Back then, when I traveled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, three thousand guards opened the way, and five hundred beauties competed for beauty."

A thomas-twirling turtle brags to you.

Old Wu's eyes lit up, as if he had already immersed himself in the story, and he muttered to himself:

"Magnificent! As expected of Brother Thirteen!"

Qu Zhi was furious, and glared at Old Wu, a licking dog.

The agreed exercises have not been credited to the account yet, why don't you remind me?

The old turtle seemed to have turned his head, got up and was still swaying leisurely, but his eyes swayed to Qu Zhi.

"Guard Qu, you, the Qu family, have guarded me for so many years without giving up, and you have worked hard without credit. As a practitioner, if you don't have the roots of your life, that is absolutely impossible."

Is it finally here?
Qu Zhi and Lao Wu looked at each other, and they could see the excitement in their eyes.

"My practice has an extraordinary history.

Only my guards are eligible to learn.

Correct a misunderstanding here.

Back then, those who wanted to be my guards were the princes, the young suzerain, the young head, or the sons of luck, and the others could only kneel on the outskirts of the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain."

Old Wu said thoughtfully: "It really is a prosperous age! I regret not being born 3000 years earlier!"

Hey, this licking dog no, licking the cat
Brother Thirteen narrowed his eyes, and his pointed tortoise mouth showed a nostalgic arc,

"Xiao Wu, this is nothing, the real prosperity was still when I woke up last time"

Hey, don't deviate from the topic, bragging, turn off the light and then bragging!
Qu Zhi asked for help, looked at Old Wu, motioned for him to support him from the sidelines, and brought back the topic of exercises.

Old Wu nodded seriously, his eyes were like two [-]KW headlights, he cleared his throat:

"Ahem! Brother Thirteen, please tell me slowly!"

Returning my upright old Wu, Qu Zhi was wailing in his heart.

One has a story, the other likes to listen to it, only a good pot of tea or wine is missing.

Brother Thirteen pretended to climb onto the window sill, with his back against the glass, his hind legs crossed, and his front paws on his forehead. It was just a cigarette away.

"That year, a guard named Chi You by my side picked up a Gun Gun in the back mountain, and insisted on naming it an iron-eating beast.

The other guard named Xuanyuan was dissatisfied, Gun Gun is such a nice name, why did you Chi You change his name, but because of my face, the two just quarreled and did not fight.

But the seeds of hatred were sown.”

I haven't read this joke from that novel, and Qu Zhi's scalp tingles when he heard it.

In my mind, I have already given this story such elegant titles as "The Great Turtle", "The Days When I Was in Charge", "The Lord Is Hard to Be" and so on.

When the lecture was in full swing, the listener did not laugh. The speaker was already slapping his thighs, foaming at the mouth, and laughing so hard that he could not stand upright on his neck.
"jingle!"

A burst of cheerful bells interrupted Brother Thirteen's passionate speech.

"It's Shan Lin, here to deliver supper!"

Qu Zhi looked at Shan Lin who had put on a plain apron and was holding a big pot with a headache.

Is this woman raising them like pigs?
Do you think the bowl is not enough?Straight to the pot?
Thirteenth brother immediately said cheerfully: "Don't invite the beauties in yet."

Qu Zhi took two steps outside, and Thirteenth Brother said again:
"I forgot to teach the exercises!"

As he spoke, he twisted his neck, like the owner of a rubber fruit, a crow stretched violently to Qu Zhi's eyes, and spit out a drop of water the size of a little finger from its mouth.

The water droplets floated out slowly, just landing on Qu Zhi's eyebrows.

The semi-inlaid water drop is crystal clear, and the transparent round particles inside are covered with the whole water drop.

"Guardian Qu, I've given you the exercises, so study hard."

Qu Zhi was overjoyed, and quickly let in Dan Lin, who had dressed up again meticulously.

The look in Dan Lin's eyes also became a little warmer.

This is a lucky star. It's really hard work to deliver dinner and supper.

"Come in!"

What happened to this sense of joy?
Shan Lin looked at Qu Zhi in surprise, it seems that Mr. Jijie is not as cold as before?
When Old Gui Shisan saw the beautiful cook, he immediately appeared, and rubbed his head on Shan Lin's ankle in a familiar way.

"Ah, tortoise, don't make trouble, I'll set the pot and touch you again!"

The pot was placed on the table, Shan Lin squatted on the ground, blinked at Qu Zhi with her big watery eyes, and asked timidly:

"Quiet Mr. Ren, can I record a small video with my mobile phone? Fans heard that I made a stew pot and want to see it"

Qu Zhi was in a good mood at the moment, so he was too lazy to worry about it and agreed.

Brother Thirteen's eyes rolled around, and he seemed to be a little interested in short videos or something.

"Guardian Qu, you need to see water when you first practice this technique. I think the river behind is pretty good. After you finish practicing, remember to bring some wine. Food and beauty are paired with good wine."

Old Wu stood up like a big brother this time: "Brother Thirteen, it's easy to go wrong if you don't have anyone to guide you in your first practice, or me."

"The master introduces the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. My unique cultivation method depends on personal comprehension, and other people cannot interfere."

Brother Thirteen waved his hand:
"Guard Qu, go and come back quickly, your physique is not good right now, you can almost get there after just a little practice, don't forget the wine."

Is this the real reason?
Is the purpose of imparting the exercises to let me bring wine?

The value of this wine belt.
"I'm going down to buy some wine, you help me take care of them!"

The corner of Qu Zhi's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that the taste of perfunctory was too strong.

The prince, the young masters couldn't get the exercises they begged for. After a stew, a few bottles of wine were exchanged. Should he be happy or excited.

"Ah! Buy wine? Want to drink with me?"

Shan Lin who stayed in the room was slightly taken aback, her face flushed like an attractive red apple.

Walking into the elevator, Qu Zhi saw through the smooth metal surface that the water droplets had disappeared, and a scripture came to mind.

"Fa Tian Li Dao, sincerity, and Yuan Ji. ([-] characters omitted) of the Holy Emperor"

The first page is over.

Looks like the posthumous title of the great-grandfather of the great-grandfather of the Supreme Emperor who died hundreds of times.

"The Compulsory Guidance Series of Irrigation Dafa."

Simply put, this scripture is called: "The Sutra of Irrigation of the Holy Emperor!"

If he is writing novels, then of course he is like a treasure, like a tiger with wings added, and practicing his scriptures is tantamount to refining the primordial Taoism.

But he is a quitter, who specializes in quitting other people's systems. Is this job useful as irrigation?
This Sutra profoundly deduces the essence of "Irrigation Sutra".

Sure enough, the second page was full of more than 1000 words.

The whole article used impassioned, almost shameless praise for a tortoise called the Holy Emperor.

On the third page, five hundred beauties in praise of the tortoise.

In order to achieve a lifelike artistic effect, five hundred names were frantically listed.

Qu Zhiqi's teeth trembled: "What a water classic!!!"

(End of this chapter)