Red makeup Chitose

"Sui'an and Xiucheng are here? Let's have lunch here. How many of the pickled rice cakes I just made?" At this time, Jin Ming walked out of the kitchen, wearing a smock covered in flour, carrying bowls and chopsticks Come out and watch a few people laugh.

"Uncle Jin Ming! I want to eat five!" Ruan Xiu threw down the door panel and ran towards Jin Ming cheering.

"Five? Can you eat it? Thank you, Uncle Jin Ming." While talking about Ruan Xiucheng, Gu Suian saluted Jin Ming as a junior and went to the dinner table.

The three of them were children of more than ten years, and it was commonplace to eat at each other's house, so they were not polite.

"Father, you eat first, I'll come later." Jin Mingwei replied, the speaker really didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. Something Gu Suian mentioned was pressing on her heart, so she wanted to confirm it first.

When Jin Ming and the others left, Jin Mingwei leaned over and picked up a piece of Qionghua leaf on the ground, pinched it between his two fingers, and with a loud scolding, suddenly the whole body was like a breeze, a force wrapped around the Qionghua leaf, and hit the door panel on the ground. Call to go.

The leaves twirled a few times and fell silently on the door panel.

Jin Mingwei leaned over and touched the door panel. There was not a single white mark. She frowned. Even though she was not good at practicing martial arts because of Huo Ruyuan's dislike in her previous life, her foundation was there. It's hard to say a good door panel, but this kind of cracked door panel can have white marks.

Gu Suian mentioned that in the past, she was pushed into a hurry, and she could bite people better than anyone else, purely because of the "Thirteen Ways to Strengthen Your Body" that she started to gait at the age of four.

This book was given to her by her father Jin Ming. As the name suggests, it is for her to strengthen her body. There are a total of [-] moves in the book. Jin Mingwei has learned [-]% to [-]% of them. But it's no problem to deal with ordinary bandits.

"It's getting weaker and weaker?" Jin Mingwei looked at his hands, his heart skipped a beat, his inner strength sank, he increased his strength, and the heat surged out, rushing towards the eight extraordinary meridians.

Suddenly, piercing pain came from various acupoints, Jin Mingwei froze suddenly, had to forcibly suppress his internal force, his viscera seemed to be shaken, and a sweet and fishy smell suddenly burst into his throat.

Jin Mingwei supported the Qionghua tree with his hands, gasped heavily in embarrassment, and calmed down for a long time, before the turmoil in his viscera subsided.

Her complexion has become ugly.

Yes, and only the acupoints of martial arts are blocked, if you use a little bit of internal force, it's like water rushing into a dam, it can't break through at all, instead, the eight channels of the extraordinary meridian are painful enough to burn.

"Poison?" The first thought in Jin Mingwei's mind was what Huo Ruyuan put in the silk shirt.

She used to think that the poison made her weak and indirectly caused her death. After the poison was found out in this life, she just had to take good care of her body.

However, now it seems that it is something else: this poison is specially designed to seal her martial arts, and her physical weakness is more like a side effect.

The more he figured this out, the more absurd Jin Mingwei felt.

Not to mention the "Thirteen Tips for Strengthening Your Body" which is full of oily fumes at home, and the name is too common. She has learned [-]% to [-]% of it, and it is only able to deal with troublemakers and bandits. Who is really afraid of her going to war? , Disaster for the country and the people?
The secret of the Jin family, the game of the people behind Huo Ruyuan, is not for her life, but for her martial arts?
"Could it be that I am the heir of some martial arts sect? A peerless martial arts cultivation genius?" Jin Mingwei muttered to himself, and then he couldn't hold back, laughing to himself, "No, no, the direction of the story is not right."

She heard that there are people who kill people to pay for their lives, people who kill people to seize treasures, and people who kill people to silence their mouths, but they haven't heard of people who kill people to abolish weapons.

unless……

Jin Mingwei was agitated, and ran to his study room. He said it was a study room, but it was actually a compartment separated from the anteroom. There were several large wooden shelves, and dozens of books were placed on the shelves. Three hundred cases", "I am a half doctor", "How to maintain a good mood", etc.

Jin Ming sneezed slightly, and found a booklet from a corner. On the booklet were "Thirteen Strategies for Physical Fitness", which were written crookedly in seven large characters. When it opened, it contained one sentence: Exercise regularly, be in a good mood, and live to ninety years old. One hundred ninety-nine.

Turn a few more pages, and explain the thirteen strokes one by one, accompanied by pictures, and there is a sentence at the end: read less books, practice more, the most important thing in life is regular exercise.

Since his elder brother passed away in an accident, Jin Ming regretted it very much, saying that he should let his children learn how to protect themselves, not to go to battle, but to have an extra chance of survival when danger comes.

Then Jin Ming and Dai took Jin Mingwei, and when Jin Mingwei was four years old, they urged her to learn this book.

"Where did father get this book?" Jin Mingwei also asked.

"I bought it when I was going to the market. The peddler said that I can practice peerless martial arts!" Jin Ming patted his chest triumphantly.

When he was a child, Jin Mingwei felt that these words were unbelievable no matter how they sounded, and then Dai Shi rushed in: "Tell me, how much did you spend? Didn't you get scammed by a small vendor?!"

……

Jin Ming flipped through the books he had practiced since he was a child, but he didn't find anything unusual. He went through the moves in the ear room, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Jin Mingwei put the book back on the shelf, and his heart sank to the bottom. Now there are only two possibilities: either, there is a problem with martial arts, or there is a problem with her who has practiced martial arts.

But in the previous life, it wasn't just Jin Mingwei, the whole seven members of the Jin family all died of injustice, and it was after it was confirmed that Jin Mingwei had half-stepped into hell.

So there is only one possibility left -

The tip of the knife was aimed at the entire Jin family, and Jin Mingwei, who had practiced "Thirteen Moves to Strengthen Your Body", had the scabbard that sealed the blade.

Without removing the sheath, there is no blood.

"Who did the Jin family provoke? Did I really practice peerless martial arts?" Jin Mingwei couldn't smile anymore, even in spring and April, the cold air soaked in from the bluestone floor tiles, and in an instant, his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

At this time, Ah Tuan was calling for someone in the yard, and found Jin Mingwei, walking towards this side: "Girl, are you in the study? The master asked me to bring you a few gnats, so you can eat while it's hot...Girl ?”

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and Ah Tuan shivered in fright.

Because Jin Mingwei was standing in front of the bookshelf, his pale face was faintly blue, which was the expression of being frozen.

Ah Tuan subconsciously glanced at Chun Ri above her head, and became more and more terrified: "Is the girl sick? This maidservant is going to tell the master and madam!"

"Don't go! It's not a big deal, I know my body well." Jin Mingwei rolled his eyes and pulled Ah Tuan over, "I'm going to see a doctor tomorrow, is there any one in the city that is good at showing martial arts people sickness?"

"Mr. Qiu's Rejuvenation Hall." Ah Tuan thought for a while, and looked at Jin Mingwei worriedly, "Miss, do you want to practice martial arts again? I heard that people who are not practicing martial arts are prone to stiff limbs and will break when they move!"

"No good words! Don't tell anyone else!" Jin Ming gave Ah Tuan a slight look, and stuffed the pickled vegetable cake into his mouth, and his whole body recovered a little bit of temperature.

The next day, Huichun Pavilion.

Jin Mingwei threw a sling of money on the chopping board, and lowered his tone: "Qiu Langzhong, you are troubled, help me to see if there is any problem with meridians?"

Mr. Qiu took the pulse for a long time, his eyes gradually became strange, and suddenly he clasped his fists together: "I've seen a heroine!"

"Has it really become a martial arts story?!" Jin Mingwei withdrew his hand, dumbfounded.