Start into the abyss

Chapter 17

"what is this?"

Miss Xiaomei leaned over to take a peek, and said, "I forgot to clean it up."

As she spoke, she raised her hand, and her jade-like fingers protruded faintly from the wide red sleeves. She stroked the mustard bag, and the pale golden trace disappeared.

Baishan:.
"What exactly is this?"

"It's blood, hehehe."

"Can you expand on that?"

"I lied to you."

Miss Xiaomei covered her mouth and laughed "goose goose goose".

Baishan:.
Miss Xiaomei finished laughing, and said seriously: "Grandpa, let me tell you, this bag is called a mustard bag, and the space inside is about the size of a small grocery store. After dripping blood, you have become the owner of this mustard bag. Items can be taken out and put into the bag at will.

There are some resources and money in it, you can use them as you like, if not enough, then ask me to get it. "

"Who the hell are you guys?"

"It's not you, it's us, you are my uncle of the Song family, and you are also the Song family hehehe."

The peach-eyed little rascal was serious for a few seconds, then came over again, almost clinging to Bai Shan's body from the sideways.

This made Bai Shan couldn't help thinking of some female ghosts who like to lie on men's shoulders.

The reason why those female ghosts lie on the shoulders of men is also because they want to absorb some yang energy?
Thinking of this, he quickly glanced at the little prodigal's feet.

There are shadows.

The feet are not floating, and there is a sense of being firmly on the ground.

The little feet were wearing crimson embroidered shoes, as gorgeous as if they were wrapped in a ball of rippling plasma.

Seemingly noticing Bai Shan's gaze, the little rascal lifted his embroidered shoes on tiptoe, and lifted them up again, revealing his snow-white feet, and asked softly, "Master, do you want to touch it?"

Bai Shan wondered: "Why do you want to touch?"

The little prodigal said: "I heard that if a male human has a sexual desire, his yang energy will be lost very quickly, so I can gain a little more."

male human?

Sure enough, it's not dark, so the mind is not clear?

This reveals too much.

The little rascal tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly leaned over and asked, "Young master, why don't you try? I will be careful not to damage my foundation."

Baishan:.
He asked in the tone of "do as the Romans do": "Miss Xiaomei, have you ever inhaled the yang energy of many male humans?"

The little rascal said: "Yes, when those men become lustful, the primordial spirit will burn like a flame, and what is burning is all yang energy.

All I have to do is move my fingers, and those flames are all mine.

Then those men's sexual desires are gone, they will feel comfortable and shiver from the cold.

But, they will rarely have sexual thoughts in the future, hehehe.

However, if it's my uncle, I definitely can't do this.

There is an idiom called fishing in the dry lake, and another idiom called endless life.

For my uncle, I will not fish in a dry lake, but will pay attention to maintenance, and I will lie on my uncle carefully."

Bai Shan glanced at her, Miss Xiaomei's words were always so arbitrary, always so able to broaden his understanding of the world and grasp more information about the Song Mansion.

"Uncle, where are you going?"

"Go out for a walk."

"I'll ask two servants to accompany you."

"No, I'll walk alone."

Bai Shan went to the Song's house to pass the certificate, and after saying hello to the gatekeeper, he walked out of the Song's house.

Many people saw him along the way, and they cast their eyes one after another, and then whispered, vaguely hearing something like "shit luck", "why", "the son-in-law who came to visit has a low status, so it's not so easy at home" , "Don't look at wearing brocade clothes now, you may be stripped of your clothes and thrown out in two days" and other discussions.

These voices made Bai Shan finally feel a little bit like a son-in-law.

Not only was he not angry, but he felt that this place was much more human than the Song Mansion, as if he had entered a normal world.

He walked south along the road, first went to the county government office to complete the procedures for practicing the new exercises, and then went to visit his original home.

Baishan walked all the way, and then arrived at the county government in the center of Taohua County.

After taking out the Martial Dao Order, he arrived at the "Wu Ya" smoothly.

The Daqian Dynasty, totaling Kyushu, there are many prefectures under the prefecture, and there are many counties in the prefectures, and the counties include villages and the like.

Among a county, the county magistrate is the largest, that is, the county magistrate, who is a seventh-rank official.

The second is the county lieutenant, from the ninth rank.

In addition, there is a special part, that is "Wu Ya".

As the name suggests, "Wu Ya" is also the yamen that manages local warriors. This yamen has special officials in the state capital, named Wuzhi County, Wuzhifu, Wuzhizhou, and also in larger counties, named Wuzhi County. It belongs to the seventh rank, but a small county like Taohua County does not have a Wu Ya, but only uses a room to perform the function of the Wu Ya.

The county magistrate was afraid of trouble, so he left the matter to the county captain, Sima Lei.

Sima Lei was often thrown to his confidants below for patrolling.

Of course, patrol arrests will not register randomly, but will only give convenience to a few fixed businesses. "Nanfeng Xiaoniaoquan Martial Art Museum" and "Song Family" are obviously in this list.

But the difference is that "Nanfeng Xiaoniaoquan Wuguan" only has "local county-level privileges in Taohua County", while "Song Family" obviously has many.

"Hey, isn't this the son-in-law of the Song family, when will you treat us to a wedding wine?"

As soon as Bai Shan entered, the police in the yamen recognized him. After all, he is now considered a "celebrity" in Taohua County.

In the eyes of others, he has taken advantage of the great benefits, and in his next life he will have no worries about food and clothing, even if he is walking on the road, he should be smiling from ear to ear.

But in Bai Shan's own eyes, he is now walking on thin ice as if he is facing an abyss.

The advantage is that he has taken advantage of it, and he is really grateful. If he simply practiced kung fu and then healed the little lady of the Song family, or even "widowed" the little lady of the Song family, he was very willing and felt that it was something he should do.

But the Song family is too evil, and the Miss Song family is both evil and evil, and outsiders don't know it at all.

Hearing the questioning of the policeman, the young man smiled and said, "It has to be arranged by the Patriarch."

The patrolman said: "Yesterday, your steward Wang came to get the martial arts order for you, saying that the tiger-shaped boxing is a good skill of the Song family. You are really like a sparrow climbing a branch and turning into a phoenix. Your luck is really enviable. Come and do it today. What?"

Bai Shan said: "Add another exercise, it should be the exercise that the Song family has the right to teach."

"Add another one?!" The patrolman said in amazement, "Let's talk."

Bai Shandao: "Clear light mentality, clear water, and light."

"Spiritual method?" Patrolman's expression was fixed, his eyes glistening, he raised his head and asked with a smile, "Have you learned martial arts before?"

Bai Shan shook his head, and then said what he had prepared before: "The housekeeper said that it will be updated in a year, so I just want to register earlier. After the tiger-shaped fist, I'm ready to practice this Qingguang mental method."

He signed up for one.

Anyway, even the [Tiger-shaped Fist] in the Martial Arts Order is fake, so what does it matter if there are a few less ones?
The policeman seemed to accept this reason, and asked, "Where is the certificate of the Song family?"

Bai Shan took out a piece of paper stamped with the Song family's seal from his arms, and handed it over.

The patrolman took it, compared the voucher seal with the reserved seal, and said: "Okay, but you have to wait a little bit, I have to check this Qingguang mentality first."

Bai Shan said: "It's time to work."

The patrolman returned to the back hall, and came out with a thick booklet, and then began to search. Not long after, he raised his head and said: "Well, the Song family can teach [Qingguang Xinfa], and it is at the government level? You bring the Martial Dao Ling , I will register for you."

Bai Shan handed out the Martial Dao Order and said: "I'm in trouble."

After receiving the Martial Dao Order, the patrol turned around and entered a closed room. After a few minutes, he turned back and handed it back.

"Thank you."

"You kid is really lucky. I just checked and found out that the Song family can teach so many exercises, even the state-level ones, and they can still be specially approved. This is a real powerful family. The background." The policeman sighed again and again, his eyes were glowing with lemon, and he was very sour, and at the same time, he gave up the idea of ​​"finding out whether this uncle of the Song family has learned martial arts before".

Bai Shan glanced at the Martial Dao Order.

【White Mountain】

[Identity: Son-in-law of the Song family in Taohua County]

[Boundary: No Flow]

[Tiger-shaped boxing (forging body level) (prefectural level) (registered in Taohua County)]

【Qingguang Xinfa (Zhenqi Xinfa) (prefectural level) (registered in Taohua County)】

The information has been added successfully, Bai Shan said goodbye politely, then turned and walked out of Taohua County Wuya.

Outside the yamen, the sun is shining brightly.

Baishan walked quickly.

He murmured in his heart: "It seems that Yamen is really interested in learning martial arts secretly. Next time, let's 'step by step' to avoid unnecessary troubles."

In the old house in the south of the county, the three porcelain bowls are well placed, the pots are cleaned, the rather old quilts are neatly stacked, the gaps in the roof have been repaired, and the sunlight slanted from the window, illuminating the ups and downs in the air. of fine dust.

Obviously, Bai Miaochan came back yesterday and cleaned up the house.

The boy stood in the old house, looking around, with a bit of reluctance in his eyes.

He came today, and I don't know when he will come again next time.

Even if it is a kennel, after staying for eight years, it still has feelings.

The scenery outside the dilapidated house, the weeds and trees in the yard, the starry sky and the sun above the dilapidated house seem to be old friends.

When all this is about to change suddenly, I will feel reluctance in my heart, because you know that after many years, these old friends will never be seen again.

Bai Shan pulled out a long wooden bench with some cracks and graffiti marks, and sat on it.

The dirt floor was potholed and the benches were uneven.

But this bench was made eight years ago when he was still a big boy and Bai Miaochan who was already a girl.

He showed a look of reminiscence, and then put it back on the bench.

He is going to find Bai Miaochan.

Home is not a house, but a place with loved ones.

Bai Miaochan is his only relative.

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