Xu Damao's Thirty-Six Stratagems in Siheyuan

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Xu Damao quickly cleaned himself under the cold tap until he could no longer smell the odor on his body.

Just throw the dirty clothes there and forget about it. There is no time to clean them up.

Gu Meifang got up quite early. She went to Fang Xiaoru's room to take care of her for a while, and then started to make breakfast: boiling eggs, cooking porridge, and steaming white flour buns.

Seeing Xu Damao enter the kitchen,

"Master, why do you get up so early? You're not on the kang when I get up. Eh? Why are you whiter? I see you've grown a little taller."

Xu Damao didn't look in the mirror, so how could he know that he had become whiter and younger? "Really? I really didn't sleep yesterday, Meifang, good news, I have made progress in my training and have achieved a breakthrough. I am really white now? That's great. And there are some smelly clothes in the pool outside, you can clean them up today."

"Ah? You're changing clothes? It's so cold, aren't you afraid of freezing?"

"Don't worry, I'm immune to cold and heat now, I'm doing fine. When I come back tonight, I'll teach you to try and see if you can pull it off. I've pulled it off, proving that this secret can be practiced, but it may require a certain physique, you can try it too."

During breakfast, everyone felt that Xu Damao had changed a lot, especially Zheng Yongjun.

"Oh my god, brother Damao, what did you eat last night? The peaches from the Peach Garden? Your skin became smooth and tender, and your skin was rosy overnight. Why do I feel like your face looks like a peeled boiled egg?"

Xu Damao didn't answer directly, "Brother, I'm going to the joint transport office today. Tell your master that I'll go drink with him tomorrow, at the old place."

"Hey, good."

When Xu Damao arrived at the unit, Wu Lingjuan was even more shocked. She seemed not to know Xu Damao, "Oh my God, Xu Damao, it's you? Really you? What did you use? Lime on your face? It's so white?" She pinched Xu Damao's face unconsciously: it was elastic and silky.

"Wu Lingjuan, there are differences between men and women, don't touch me. By the way, have you asked your dad? Does he still want a man? If not, I will introduce someone else to him. We just met yesterday, and now he is a formal employee, and he is behind the steering wheel."

"Well, Xu Damao, to be honest, my parents are against it. The difference is too big."

"You live your life with him, not with your parents. It doesn't matter. If you don't like him, he may not like you. Don't bother me. I have something to do."

Push Wu Lingjuan out of Room 207 and lock the door.

Xu Damao began to take out the box from his backpack, took out the album, and took out a piece of Red Star Factory's colored letterhead paper from the office bookcase, and began to copy the Qigong diagrams from head to toe with a fountain pen. There were a total of nine diagrams. In one morning, no one disturbed him. Xu Damao copied four identical copies and numbered them in sequence, from one to nine, and pinned them separately with a pin.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost lunch time, so I took my lunch box and went to the cafeteria to eat.

"Brother Zhuzi, give me three steamed buns and a big cabbage. How is Yu Li doing recently?"

"Da Mao, thank you. Yu Li is in the kitchen. She's fine. Let's go to the courtyard when we have time and have a drink. Oh, something's wrong, Damao, what's wrong with your face? Why is it so pale?"

"Nothing, I just ate some ginseng fruit. I'll remember that I'll come to the compound to see you some other day, and I'll serve you some hearty dishes and some Fenjiu."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

It was indeed a complete transformation. His body was light and warm. He was wearing less clothes today, so his cotton jacket was stained and he didn't wear it. Xu Damao didn't feel cold at all. He was actually eager to find an empty place to try it out. He wanted to see how strong he was now. Just now in the office, he jumped a little and almost hit his head on the ceiling. He was shocked. He hadn't yet mastered his own abilities at will.

After returning to the office, he copied four simplified versions of the article. He also looked up the dictionary, compared the conversion between small seal script and simplified Chinese characters, and corrected several mistakes in the original translation.

After copying, he picked up the phone on the table and said, "Please connect me to the outside line. This is the factory propaganda department's number."

"Director He, are you busy today?"

"Not busy, how about you?"

"I just finished my work. Why don't you go home now?"

"what?"

"I have something to talk to you about. It's quite important. Of course it's not urgent. I just want to go there on my own."

"Okay, I'll be home around four. Do you want me to prepare dinner?"

"It could not be better."

Xu Damao packed his things and went to Wu Lingjuan's place next door.

"Chief Wu, I'm leaving early. I have something personal to attend to."

"Okay, go ahead, Corey's fine."

Xu Damao approached Wu Lingjuan and said, "After a while, ask the staff in the department. If you need mutton and Bohai prawns, please register with the department and I will try my best to purchase them."

"Really? Okay. I get it."

"Also, you should really go meet that hunk I introduced to you. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never see him again. He's a real man."

"Well, Xu Damao, can you let me think about it?"

"Well, let me know when you've thought it over. He's going back to his hometown before the New Year, so there's still some time."

Xu Damao carried his bag and rode his bicycle straight to Xishiku Street.

It was almost time and He Lihua was already there, kneading the dough and preparing to chop the meat.

"Would you like to eat cabbage and meat dumplings today?"

"Well, it's simple, good for drinking, filling, and nutritious. Hey, Xu, you've changed a lot in a few days! What's wrong?"

"That's why I came here."

Xu Damao washed his hands, helped chop the meat, adjusted the seasoning, and cut some cabbage and put it aside.

"Lihua, let's talk about dumplings later. I want to tell you something first."

Xu Damao pulled He Lihua into the house and spread out a copy of the Qi circulation diagram and text description he had copied on the kang.

"Lihua, I have been practicing this set of internal skills for about half a year. To be more precise, I had a breakthrough this morning. I feel like I have been reborn. Look at my face and skin now. Don't you think I have grown taller? Have you?"

He Lihua moved closer and compared it. "It seems to be a little higher. Is it really that effective?"

"I don't know. This is what my master taught me. He said that I might be the first one who succeeded since he got this secret. I thought you could try to practice it as a beauty treatment. What if it succeeds?"

"But I have never practiced martial arts, where should I start?"

"I think this set of Qi Refining Technique may not require a martial arts foundation. You can try to practice it every day. Practice it for a year and treat it as a way to temper your character. Is that ok? If you succeed, like me, don't you think it's worth it!"

"Okay, I'll try, you give me some guidance."

While Xu Damao and He Lihua were making dumplings, they were talking about the methods of practicing qigong and the thinking method of meditation. Soon the dumplings were made and they had almost finished talking about the content.

Dumplings and wine, and then on the kang, he explained in detail according to the Qigong chart. Of course, the two of them couldn't help but make out for a while, and surprisingly, He Lihua didn't feel tired at all, but felt very energetic.

Could it be that this Five Elements Qi Refining Technique also has the function of feeding back the suffering?

Xu Damao was determined to develop this magical Qi-refining technique well.