Shanjian Academy

Chapter 67

"Not suitable for fitness exercises?"

Mu Zhengyang stared at Wu Dabao's fat face, feeling the urge to go up and beat him up.

It took him about 20 days to practice the body-building exercises to the level of the humming of the first layer of muscles and bones. This is because of the body-building exercises he deduced by himself. Every movement and breathing rhythm he does can be regarded as an exemplary standard. It is because of being able to maximize the effect of health-care exercises and drinking the nectar in the jade bottle every day.

It only took Wu Dabao one and a half months to reach the level of health and exercise!
Mu Zhengyang secretly turned his sage's eyes from a distance, wanting to see the difference between Wu Dabao, but he found that Wu Dabao had no obvious features other than his protruding fat.

Wu Dabao was a little hairy under the stare of Mu Zhengyang, but he was frightened inside but still pretended to be strong and said: "Yangyang, if you have something to say, just say it, brother, I can hold it!"

Looking at Wu Dabao's trembling thighs, Mu Zhengyang decided to tell him directly: "Healthy exercises have three levels. The first level can nourish a person's muscles, bones, skin and flesh, the second level can nourish a person's internal organs, and the third level This level can nourish the bone marrow meridian of a person. When the first level is perfect, the muscles, bones, skin and muscles of the whole body will be tense, and the body will make a buzzing sound, which is the sign of the first level of great success!"

"Then why doesn't Sister Ya make such a sound when she tenses her body?"

"My sister is almost ready!"

"Haha, you mean Fat Lord, I'm still a genius?" If Wu Dabao realized something, seeing that Mu Zhengyang didn't deny it, he was so excited that his whole body was shaking and said, "I'll just say, Fat Lord, I'm the best in ten thousand miles." How could a talented martial arts genius not be suitable for practicing physical exercises?"

Mu Zhengyang smiled slightly. As the dean of Nanshan Academy, Wu Dabao was progressing so fast, he was naturally very happy, and he didn't have any jealousy, besides, his progress was much faster than Wu Dabao.

"Hey, Yangyang, let me ask you something, how long did it take you to reach my level?"

Wu Dabao patted Mu Zhengyang's shoulder and asked with a mean smile on his face, completely forgetting his ugly appearance of mistaking himself for osteoporosis and worrying so much.

Mu Zhengyang didn't speak, but stretched out two fingers.

"Two months?" Wu Dabao said in a comforting tone with a smug look on his face, "Stop talking, I know you're feeling uncomfortable, but there are very few geniuses in this world after all! It takes you two months It’s a bit worse than a genius like Fat Master, but it’s not bad, just get used to it, Fat Master will take care of you!”

"20 days!" Mu Zhengyang said in a flat tone.

"20 days?" Wu Dabao suddenly became depressed.

"I know you feel uncomfortable, but after all, there are only a few geniuses in this world!" Mu Zhengyang smiled and returned what Wu Dabao just said, then patted Wu Dabao's shoulder, and said in a comforting tone, " It took you a month and a half, a bit worse than a genius like me, but it’s not bad, keep working hard! If you have time, you can learn "Hundreds of Cuoquan" and "Thousand Illusion Steps" with my old sister .”

Wu Dabao had a big heart and a fat body, so he didn't take this matter to heart. After making sure that he was not sick, he went down the mountain happily.

As usual, Mu Zhengyang writes and draws in the mountains with a drawing board on his back, or reads books against big trees and rocks.

In my spare time, I practice the qin in the academy.

Mu Zhengyang practiced and scrapped a few pieces of wood, and his craft of chopping the qin became more and more mature, so he took out the old pine tree he picked up, and started to make the dead wood Longyin qin.

It usually takes half a year or even several years for a qin master to make a guqin.

Mu Zhengyang bought the "Luban Classic" before, and then deduced two books on the qin. It took a lot of effort to prepare, but when he actually started making the qin, it took only half a month to make the dead wood dragon. Yinqin.

In the courtyard of Nanshan Academy.

There is a guqin on the long table. The guqin is unpainted and looks very simple, but there is a dragon head at the end.

The dragon head is vivid, and the longan is not angry and majestic, just like a living dragon trapped in the body of the piano.

Mu Zhengyang plucked the strings, his voice was melodious and melodious, and there was a faint sound of dragon chant.

County Hospital, Emergency Department.

There are so many patients who get off the ambulance every day that Xiong Jun almost forgot about Mu Dahe, but this time he received another special patient.

The patient was wearing a white dress, and his facial features were as delicate as those of characters in anime. His eyes were big and round, but unfortunately he lacked a bit of expression. There were two tooth marks on the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and the blood vessels around him were slightly gray.

"This symptom is very similar to the previous patient!"

Xiong Jun had a headache, so he had to ask the nurse to clean the patient's wound first. He went outside and asked the nurse to call the patient's family.

A woman in a fashionable dress with wavy hair and a pair of sunglasses walked over, standing out from the noisy crowd.

"You are...Chen Mengyao, I heard your song at the Spring Festival Gala in the county last year!"

Xiong Jun became a loyal fan of Chen Mengyao after hearing a few of Chen Mengyao's songs. Even though Chen Mengyao was wearing sunglasses, he recognized him at a glance.

Chen Mengyao would usually put on the airs of a celebrity, but Luo Xinxin was still lying unconscious inside, very anxious in her heart, she nodded: "That patient is my friend, how is the situation now?"

"The situation is not optimistic. What did your friend get bitten by?" Xiong Jun asked with a frown.

"stray cat!"

"stray cat?"

"Yes! There are six or seven stray cats in Liu'anba. My friends and I often feed them. They are usually very good. I don't know what happened this time. When Xinxin was feeding them, the youngest one A cat suddenly bit Xinxin!" Chen Mengyao said in great bewilderment.

"How long has it been since you were bitten?"

"Ten minutes!"

"This is strange. It stands to reason that even if a stray cat bites an infection, the complications don't appear so quickly! However, in your friend's case, I also received it some time ago. I will give your friend a vaccine later, and then Then go for a blood test analysis, and then inject the antidote, if I haven't recovered, I can't do anything!"

Xiong Jun immediately arranged for someone to do a blood test on Luo Xinxin. As expected, everything was normal in the blood test report, not even common virus or bacterial infection.

In the ward.

The wound on Luo Xinxin's wrist is getting worse, and the gray veins in the tiger's mouth have spread to her wrist.

Xiong Jun said helplessly to Chen Mengyao: "Your friend's condition is exactly the same as that of the patient I received last time. Judging from the injury, it is obviously poisoned, but the blood test reports are all normal. According to previous experience Say, even if you give your friend an antidote now, it should have no effect."

　I have a cold, it's true...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)