Real Scholar System

Fang Moyan didn't behave like a human being in the state of super flow, and unexpectedly escaped the attack of the whip in the gap of time.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and just thinking about relaxing, the other whip also moved, and it was more urgent, faster, and at a more tricky angle.

There is no way to hide!

Can only take it hard.

The whole body has been whipped all over, and the ridges and ridges are connected into one piece, swollen very high.

The strange thing is that although these whips hurt, they don't know what kind of material they are made of, and they haven't hurt the skin. Even the clothes are intact, but the clothes can't block the damage at all.

He remembered the idle books he had read before, saying that the yamen servants in the past practiced a unique skill, wrapping tofu in paper, the paper shredded but the tofu remained unchanged, and stones could be wrapped in paper, the stone was crushed but the paper remained unchanged.Looking at people ordering dishes, if Shangguan wants to kill him, after a meal, it seems that there is not much injury on the surface, but in fact the internal organs have been injured, some even died on the spot, and some were beaten to pieces. All skin wounds.

This whip does not hurt the surface, but hurts inside.

So vicious.

This is trying to kill himself without leaving obvious evidence.

Who is it that treats me so lawlessly?

Without the AI ​​glasses, there is no chance to ask the master for help, which really pushed myself to a dead end.

Squeak, the door opened.

Bingjiang walked in with a food box, "Let's eat."

Fang Moyan was already hungry at this time, thinking to himself, since it fell into their hands, man is the knife and I am the fish.In any case, you have to be a full ghost when you die.

He opened the food box, and there were four dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, one fish, one elbow, one roast chicken, one plate of ground three delicacies, and a large bowl of tofu soup.

Is this a decapitated meal?

But he can't control so much now, he is almost starving, since he climbed up the mountain yesterday, he hasn't eaten much, such a great physical exertion, and he is a young guy with a strong metabolism, smelling the aroma of rice, he doesn't care about anything up.

After a while of gobbling, I ate up the food box.

"Let's go kid." Bingjiang pouted, leading the way ahead,
It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Stretching out the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife.Afraid of an egg.

Fang Moyan simply relaxed himself, with a fearless face that regarded death as home.

Going down the stairs, I came to a room with bright and clean windows. Bingjiang pointed to a large round tank, which was half filled with black water with a pungent smell.

"Go in." Bingjiang said, mentioned Fang Moyan, and stuffed him into the black water in the tank.He wasn't on guard at all. Of course, it was useless to be on guard. The gap in strength was too great. The fear of the unknown made him struggle desperately.
"Don't move around, or I won't be polite." Bingjiang held a short stick in his hand, and if Fang Moyan wanted to climb out, he would hit him with the stick without mercy.

Fang Moyan swallowed his anger and had to calm down.

His whole body was sore from the whip, but after soaking in the black water for a while, he actually felt a little cool.

Good stuff!

Could this be a potion?

The more he stayed, the more comfortable he became. His whole body seemed to have been given a thorough massage. There were two words in every crevice of his body,
Comfortable!

In this comfort, he sat in the tank, leaned his head against the side of the tank, and fell into meditation.As he exhaled and inhaled, the beating of the lower abdomen became more and more obvious, and he felt a warmth gradually spread from the lower abdomen, wherever he went, it was like a big star on tour, causing cheers.

After an unknown amount of time, Bingjiang came in and pushed him: "The medicine is cold, come out."

Fang Moyan looked at his clothes again, they were all covered with potion, how could he go out to meet people?

"There is a bathroom over there, and there is also a sportswear, which should be just right for you." Bingjiang went out after explaining.

Fang Moyan crawled out of the tank, rushed into the bathroom, and washed off the lotion on his body. The clothes were obviously unwearable and had to be thrown away.Fortunately, I am not the poor boy I was a few months ago. A suit of clothes was not expensive at first, but now I am not short of money.

After washing the clothes, there is indeed a change of clothes, which are still new and unopened, and the tags are all hung.

He was not polite, thinking to himself, he was beaten by a whip for no reason, and he was punished by the boss, what's wrong with wearing all your clothes?
Fang Moyan jumped twice on the spot, and found that his whole body was full of strength now, as if he had endless energy.

Walk out of the bathroom, walk through the corridor, and come to a living room. Bingjiang is sitting on a solid wooden chair, and there is a big grand master's chair next to him. An old man with white hair and a childlike face has three long beards. He is wearing a traditional bun on his head and wearing a Taoist robe. Sitting upright, he looks like a fairy.

It seemed that Zhang Zhenren from the TV came out.

Fang Moyan looked familiar at first glance,
Suddenly there was a groaning sound,
"You, aren't you that... Fire Cloud Cthulhu? Why do you have long hair?"

"The old Taoist is Daoist Daoyi. Where is the fire cloud evil god? Little friend, don't accuse others casually."

"Where's Yuan Lanxi? Is she here?"

"What's your relationship with Xiaoxi?" Master Liaoyi asked with a straight face.

"I'm a classmate with her, what's your relationship with her?"

"I'm her master." Master Liaoyi stroked his beard, "Let me ask you, who did you learn this kung fu from?"

"Since you are Xiaoxi's master, do you recognize her bodyguard?"

"Oh, that little girl surnamed Bei, she doesn't have much talent, but she's quite high-spirited, full of drive, and she's a good outsider."

"Yes, that's my master, Bei Aoxue."

Master Liaoyi was a little surprised: "Isn't it? Xiaobei is practicing long boxing, Sanda, grappling, and fighting. She doesn't know much about internal skills. You have kung fu in you, and she definitely didn't teach it."

"I don't know what inner strength is."

"If you really don't understand internal strength, then it's impossible for you to take the medicated bath so well. If you are a normal person, you should have collapsed to the ground by now."

After Fang Moyan thought about it, he felt that whether this real person Liaoyi or the young man with long braids, there should be no malice. The small black room seemed to be a place for exercising. It seems to remember Bei Aoxue said this kind of practice method.

"Well, I have learned a breathing method, which is very simple. It is to count your own breaths, and then breathe as naturally as possible, and then you can enter the state of meditation."

"That's right. Speaking of which, the breathing method you mentioned is somewhat similar to the natural door's inner strength. That's right, you have indeed practiced inner strength."

Master Liaoyi looked at Fang Moyan, and kept nodding: "Boy, it's cheap for you. Just settle the bill for the tub of medicine bath you took just now."

"Check out?" Fang Moyan was stunned.