Feng Chengcheng has no objection to this, this girl's vigilance is absolutely speechless.The colorful shadows in her eyes suddenly folded into a meaningful smile: "Heilan, do you want to learn martial arts?"
”Heilan's body suddenly stiffened, and his expression suddenly had a trace of expectation and envy: "Of course I thought about it, I have been thinking that if I also have the same martial arts as our wife, I can protect the young lady from being hurt by others......"
"Then I'll teach you......"
Hailan's expression froze completely, and the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".Looking at Feng Chengcheng with stunned eyes, she stumbled and whispered, "Miss......
What are you talking about?
”Feng Chengcheng picked up the wooden stick on the ground, smiled lightly and handed it to Hailan: "What you hear, it's what you ......"
Hailan took the wooden stick with a strange expression, and glanced at her with a locked eyebrow, but he turned around without saying a word and carefully opened the door of the broken house in the middle of the mountain with the wooden stick in his hand.The stench in the ruined temple was even more disgusting, and even Heilan couldn't help but cover his nose with his hands, frowning and whispering: "Oh my God, why is it so stinky here?"
”Feng Chengcheng didn't feel it, his eyes were like blades in the temple, and then he fell on the beggars lying everywhere.It seemed that they were not aware of the arrival of the people in the slightest, and all of them lay there motionless as if they were dead, indifferent.Feng Chengcheng motioned for Heilan to stand still, raised his hand to take the wooden stick in her hand, and walked quietly towards the beggars lying there.It's summer, and in order to keep cool, basically all the beggars are unclothed, or naked.
Shirtless, or wearing ragged clothing that barely covers your body.Feng Chengcheng's eyes walked around the temple with a deep light, and his footsteps suddenly stopped in front of an old man who was lying on a pile of hay and his beard was already a little gray.Just when Heilan was puzzled and wanted to open his mouth to call, he suddenly saw Feng Chengcheng directly raise the wooden stick in his hand without warning, and hit the old man's head viciously.If this time it falls firmly on the head of the old man, there is no doubt that even if this person does not have a flowering head, this life is certain.Hailan's exclamation was almost at the same time as he screamed, and instinctively rushed forward, wanting to stop Feng Chengcheng's actions.Almost as soon as she lifted her footsteps, the old man who was lying motionless suddenly blocked his head with his arm and slammed it towards the wooden stick in Feng Qingcheng's hand.But to everyone's surprise, the stick stopped abruptly just as it was about to land on his arm.Feng Qingcheng stood with an expressionless face, and looked at the old man in front of him coldly: "I'm so old, my reaction is quite agile......
Looking at your complexion, it doesn't look like you're sick, but why are you begging for a living among this beggar?
”The muscles on the old man's face twitched obviously, but he didn't mean to open his eyes, but there was a sneer on his face."
Lao Tzu () Supreme Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss Ghost Doctor