Quick Pass: Green Tea Strategy

In an instant, the assassins were all cleaned up, not even a drop of blood was left on the ground, and the traces of swords and swords disappeared, and the big pits on the ground that were pierced by knives and arrows were quickly covered with carpets. , It is estimated that it is waiting for the next day to repair.

The leader of the guards stepped forward and asked respectfully: "General, the assassins are all dead, they all seem to be dead soldiers, and they have hidden medicine in their mouths, and the subordinates let him swallow the medicine without checking for a while.

Sorry for the incompetence of the subordinates who failed to find clues, the poisons painted on the hidden weapons were all ordinary and highly poisonous, leaving no traces. "

Yan Fengyang knew this earlier, he waved his hand: "It's okay, there are a lot of people who want to kill me, they can come here and try."

"It's just the general..."

Seeing that the thick-eyed guard wanted to say something, Yan Fengyang stopped him: "Go down."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

Seeing the guards walking down, Lu Zicha scratched his head: "General, you still want to take a bath? It's just that the water is already cold, so I'll prepare hot water for you?"

"Go."

Seeing Lu Zicha come back, Yan Fengyang lightly tapped the armrest of his wheelchair with his fingers, and looked him up and down: "Do you know martial arts?"

"Born in the countryside, I know a little bit about boxing."

Hearing Lu Zicha's explanation, Yan Fengyang nodded: "Your breathing is complicated and uneven. The kick you just kicked the man in black was very delicate and precise, but the strength was insufficient. I'm afraid it's just a show without internal strength."

"The general knows everything."

As expected of the God of War of Quanguo, he pointed out Lu Zicha's problems in martial arts.

He just felt a trace of admiration on this side, but Yan Fengyang on the other side said: "From now on, I will do morning exercises with the guards of the General's Mansion every morning, and I will not slack off."

Could it be that Yan Fengyang saw that he was a talent and wanted to cultivate himself?

Lu Zicha is in a good mood, he is indeed a martial arts prodigy, with excellent bones, as dazzling as he is, Meiyu Mengchen is talking about him, he can't hide in the crowd even if he wants to hide now.

Helping Yan Fengyang into the bathtub, Lu Zicha naturally had to wipe his back, but as soon as this hand touched the tight muscles, he obviously felt Yan Fengyang's muscles tense suddenly, and Lu Zicha's hand was squeezed He pinched it violently: "General?"

Seeing the naive and puzzled light in Lu Zicha's eyes, Yan Fengyang secretly sighed in his heart, not knowing what to say, so he let go: "Go out, I will call you in later."

"Yes. General, you must call me later."

Even though he said so, when Lu Zicha entered the room, Yan Fengyang had already stepped out of the tub and put on his white pajamas.

Even the pajamas couldn't cover up his good figure, Lu Zicha wanted to whistle, but he remembered that this was a general anyway, so he held back abruptly, he abruptly changed the direction of the airflow, and asked: "General, what are you doing now? Go to bed?"

"Hmm..." Yan Fengyang turned the wheelchair to the side of the bed. The bed was remodeled because of his limited mobility. He lay on the bed without Lu Zicha's help at all, "Stand here."

What is he doing here?

Lu Zicha looked puzzled. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a group of doctors came in under the escort of the guards: "General, I am here to give you a massage."

Can the lame general be cured?

Recalling Yan Fengyang in the original book, Lu Zicha thought: Zhi is also Bai Zhi, he is the one who knows the plot, but Yan Fengyang has never been able to stand up in his life.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and learn." Seeing him in a daze, Yan Fengyang patted him, and unexpectedly captured Lu Zicha's round... ass.

Lu Zicha's ears turned red: "..."

Can he swear?

This is what God unfolds!

By the way, isn't there a massage doctor?Why is he learning this?

Seeing what Lu Zicha was thinking at a glance, Yan Fengyang said indifferently: "If I ask you to learn it, learn it hard for me. After all, you have to develop a skill and a skill, otherwise you can really farm with your small body?"

In the general's mansion, listen to the general and don't let him get hurt.

Lu Zicha said that he was very obedient, and carefully watched the doctor's massage techniques. He has a good memory and is a quick learner, and he quickly memorized the acupuncture points.

At this time, the old doctor said: "That's about it. I think this person has learned about the same. Do you want to try it? The old man can also guide you here."

Seeing Yan Fengyang's acquiescing expression, Lu Zicha rolled up his sleeves and cupped his fists: "General, I'm about to get started."

The cold fingers pressed the acupuncture points on the legs, sliding, pressing, kneading, after several movements, Lu Zicha was already sweating profusely, and he couldn't help laughing: "Doctor, I didn't expect that this massage seems simple, but it is actually very tiring. man."

His movements are still in place, with a little guidance from the doctor, he learned eight or nine points.

The doctor stroked his own beard and said with a smile: "Of course, your strength is still not enough, but this level is okay. This set of massage takes a lot of time. After the old man teaches you today, you need to do it every day. General Massage, don't neglect it."

Massage like this every day?

Lu Zicha wiped off his sweat, Xindao was exhausted taking care of the general, his personal servant was almost an all-round secretary, and now he even took care of massage and nursing.

He has to work money!Add chicken thighs!

However, Lu Zicha didn't expect that his massage was not strong enough, his small hands were weak, touching, pressing, and lighting fires everywhere would be torture to Yan Fengyang.

The doctor glanced at Yan Fengyang, and then said: "The old man is getting older, and his health is getting worse, so I will go back today, and I will have to rely on this little brother for the massage in the future."

Everyone in the room left, only Lu Zicha was still giving Yan Fengyang a massage sadly.

Seeing that the general was young and vigorous, his blood was surging, something seemed wrong, Lu Zicha's hands shook a little: "General, I have finished pressing the acupuncture points for dredging the tendons, do you want to continue?"

"Well, back off. You move your luggage to my outer room by the corner door, and you will rest there from now on." Yan Fengyang's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Yes."

Lu Zicha naturally knew that he was reacting, but he didn't care, who told Yan Fengyang to let him learn some massage, anyway, he just lit the fire and didn't put it out.

Back in the original room, he didn't have much luggage, only a small cloth bag.

The original owner didn't have anything on him, it was all tattered, and he didn't even change his clothes. Lu Zicha packed these things hastily, mainly because he put away the "No. [-] Peerless Martial Arts in the World" and carried this little burden on his back. Went to the outer room next to the general's bedroom.