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Su Zijian poked and knelt down in front of the old Taoist, bowed to the old Taoist, and said, "Master Taoist, whether there is a destiny or not, I, Su Zijian, must worship you as my teacher."

The old Taoist smiled slightly, and opened his closed eyes to look at Su Zijian, and said with a smile, "Why?"

"This art of unloading women's room is about a person's lifelong sexual happiness. As a man, we are naturally very fond of this tune. If we can learn it well, we will be happy in this life." He just wanted to learn the art of the room, and dismissed the practice of cultivating one's nature.

The old Taoist chuckled and said, "You are quite honest." He really likes his outspokenness, and he can say whatever he wants. These words really touched his heart, how could he not be happy? In addition, he lived alone for a long time, and it was rare for someone to talk to him, so his mood was very different.

"Don't just smile, Taoist priest, have you agreed to my request?"

"Do you think the old man will agree to you?" The old man said with a smile, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Su Zijian scratched his scalp and said, "This... I don't know about this. I'm not the roundworm in your stomach, so I can't guess it."

"Then what did you learn for it?"

Su Zijian pondered for a while and said: "Useful..." He didn't think about anything else for a while, so he couldn't help asking him, thinking for a long time and being speechless.

"how?"

"I never thought about the usefulness of this, because I only know that this thing is the art of undressing women, and the way of self-cultivation must be of great benefit to the physical and mental health, so I have to learn it."

The old Taoist nodded his head lightly when he heard the words, and said: "There is quite a bit of truth in what you say."

"I said old Taoist, what do you think in your heart, are you really going to bring that thing into the coffin? After all, you have to find a successor or something?" Let alone saying that I want to learn, but a If you don't say it with strength, it must be lost. The intention is very obvious, and what you said is the truth, you must pass it on to me.

The old Taoist chuckled, and said: "As you said, I, the old Taoist, must pass it on to you."

Su Zijian also laughed and said, "You old man, are you really willing to take it away?" Instead of answering the question, he slapped the old man hard.

The old Taoist laughed loudly and said, "Boy! You have a pretty sharp mouth."

"So the old Taoist agreed to accept me as an apprentice?" Su Zijian smiled happily.

The old Taoist shook his head, and said: "The old Taoist can teach you something, but it doesn't matter whether you are a teacher or not."

Su Zijian was very puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"I said, are you here to learn something or to ask the truth." The old man gave him a sideways look, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Okay, okay, I just don't ask." I thought that it would be fine if you passed on that stuff to me as an old Taoist, so as not to have to kowtow to apprentice, it would be the best if you can avoid it.

The old Taoist got up and took out a dilapidated book from under an old censer and handed it to Su Zijian. He took a look and found that there were a few faded and dark handwriting on it, "Miscellaneous talks on self-cultivation". When he opened it, not only the words There is also a graphic display, and at the end of the page, there is also the theory of bruises, that is, some bruises, colds and chills can be taken with herbal soup to achieve the effect of curing diseases and keeping fit.

"This is..." Su Zijian looked at the old man and didn't know how to ask the question.

"I leave this miscellaneous talk on women's self-cultivation to you. Some of the secret cultivation methods can only be confirmed by your own experience. I won't talk about it. You can study it yourself. During this period of time, the old Taoist can teach you how to gather herbs, how to use them, how to cook them, etc., and pass them on to you slowly."

"Why can't you teach me the miscellaneous talk about self-cultivation for women?" Su Zijian asked puzzled.

The old Taoist laughed and said: "The old Taoist is a man, how can he accompany you to make that tune, you have to come to practice with a woman to experience this matter."

Only then did Su Zijian understand what was going on, and he was also embarrassed, and asked, "Old Taoist! How can you, a person who cultivates his body and lives alone, have such things?"

"Removing women and cultivating one's body is the secret of Taoism that is not handed down. The old Taoist got it by meeting strange people in the past, and now I leave it to you, so it can be regarded as not letting it be lost to the world."

"Oh! So that's what happened."

Then the old Taoist taught some bone injuries and fractures, bandages and bone grafting, external use and internal use of medicines, symptoms of colds, and dosage of medicines, one by one.

Since then, Su Zijian has accompanied the old Taoist up the mountain to gather herbs, and after picking them back, he set bones for Li Daxiong. Now there is a good opportunity for him to practice, and there are a lot of herbs on the mountain, it is much better to know them one by one. It took some time, but Li Daxiong's leg bones couldn't heal so quickly. This stay lasted for more than two months. During this period, Su Zijian had almost read all the internal treatises on bruises, and also practiced, which allowed him to increase his A lot of common sense. ~~~ These two works of "The First Mix in the City" and "Drizzling Rain Startled the Dragon" by the elegant layman are very good, dear!Did you read it?Don't miss it! ~~~

On this day, when they woke up, they couldn't find the figure of the old man, and they didn't know where he went. They didn't see him back for three days in a row. The figure suspected that he was trapped in some ravine and couldn't get out. Both of them were in a hurry, but they couldn't find anyone.

Li Daxiong's leg bones were almost healed, and after a few days, the two returned together. Everyone in the village was happy, and someone slaughtered a pig to celebrate.

Mr. Zhang had the final say on the matter of the grain store. When someone came to transport the grain, he sent another man to do it. He only said that Su Zijian had other important matters, and the people sent from above didn't ask much.

Su Zijian was eager to prove the magic method of unloading girls, so he asked the old man for a leave of absence, saying that he was homesick after a long time, and he wanted to go back, and the old man believed it and agreed.

Just a shuttle bus passed by, got on the bus and went back to the small town, seeing the sky getting dark, came to Wang Wenyi's inn, there was no business in the inn and there were no customers, she closed the shop early, took a bath and stayed in the In the room, the radio was turned on and listening to music to pass the time in a daze.

Su Zijian quietly opened the door and walked in, but she heard a faint sigh and asked unconsciously, "What's the matter?"

Wang Ningyi was taken aback. Thinking that someone would break into her bedroom, she turned around and looked, and couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation. She got up and threw herself into his arms, cursing while beating his chest: " Where have you gone, you bloody ghost, and you haven't come back to see me after you've been gone for so long." He kissed him while talking, and didn't even give him a chance to talk.

He took off his clothes in a hurry, and the two of them fell on the bed together.

Su Zijian applied the things he learned from the book to her one by one, and as he had imagined, the world was turned upside down for a while, and Wang Ningyi passed out several times, feeling extremely happy.

Woke up in the middle of the night and asked, "How did you change?"

Su Zijian asked puzzledly, "What changed?"