Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

Candoushan envisages combining honey, tea leaves, and cucumbers together with other herbs to make an eye patch. The more effective it is, the better.But this idea is not yet mature. After walking and chatting with Weisheng for an afternoon of planning and stuffing a stomach full of snacks, it is almost mature.

Tea tree oil, cucumber water, and other herbs with beauty and beauty benefits.Use honeycomb wax as the base, cut into thin hexagonal slices the size of eye sockets, and put them into corresponding shaped porcelain boxes. One box contains eight pairs, and the price is 790 taels of silver, which is not expensive at all.

After Weisheng purchased the porcelain box, he went to study the exercises written by Cangdoushan, and found many differences after thinking about it.

The old man's boxing style is murderous, every move is extremely fierce and domineering, and he walks the way of being crushed by a violent storm.

Cangdoushan wrote it. Although it is a boxing technique, it feels more mellow and soft. Weisheng tried to practice it, um...it still doesn't feel right.

He obviously prefers the old man's unknown boxing style.

But he didn't dare to abandon Candou Mountain's writing just like that. After all, he worked so hard, his eyes were blue... Sigh.

Then he practiced for a while, subconsciously and slowly turned into the old man's tricks. He became more and more addicted as he practiced, and he almost couldn't stop. Fortunately, he woke up in time and forcibly stopped.

In this way, he also found that something was wrong, the old man couldn't stop punching once, the longer he punched, the more spiritual energy he took from the world, and the faster he cultivated.Although he has the mysterious treasure of the Black Sea, he doesn't worry about lack of spiritual power, but practicing the old man's boxing skills is very addictive.

Heihai would leave as soon as he woke up, but the old man's boxing skills were not so easy to stop once he started practicing.

But Hu Liao didn’t have this problem after practicing. What’s the situation?His heart itched badly, and he wanted to ask him to understand.

After practicing for a long time, in the evening, Candoushan made the first batch of samples, explained the basic steps to the guys, and sent them to try it out.

As for Hu Lie, he stopped him: "Wait a minute, I have something to talk to you about."

Hu Li felt uneasy.

Cangdoushan's tone was calm: "In a few months, the herb market in Xibi Prefecture will open. I told Boss Huang that you can go to Xibi Prefecture with his buddies. You are doing something here. It's been a while, it's time to learn more, and when you get there, learn more from your seniors."

Hu Le couldn't tell whether it was sad or angry: "How many months are you going?"

"About half a year."

"Okay, what about the old man?"

"If you are willing to take him with you, you can." Cang Doushan twisted a round bodhi bead in his hand and kept turning it, "All the expenses on the road will be covered by me."

"Then his illness?"

"In the future, it will be cured."

Hu Liao said, "That's fine, when will we leave?"

"Five days later."

Ok, deal.When Hu Liao came out, he caught a glimpse of Weisheng, bowed his head and hurried past.Weisheng looked at his back and let out a sigh, and rushed into the study, Candoushan just threw the bodhi beads in his hand into a vase not far away, looked up at him, and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter, where did the evil fire come from? "

The Bodhi Pearl flew up with a whoosh and flew back into his hand.Throwing again, the bodhi bead hit the mouth of the vase and fell into it again and again, but a corner was knocked out of the mouth of the vase.

Weisheng sat down: "It's okay, I'll just sit for a while." He pulled the chair over, sat down with a "boom", and raised his legs.Candoushan continued to play with him until the bodhi pearl fell to the ground and broke into eight petals.

The bodhi beads are broken.Cangdoushan took out a good ink stick, tore off the wrapping paper, added water to the inkstone to grind the ink, and made a straight circle around the point, turning around and around, grinding the ink silently.

A hoopoe landed in front of the window, its black eyes as big as mung beans turned around, spread its wings and combed the fine feathers under its wings, combed the left side and right side, opened its mouth and yelled for a while, and flew away.

Weisheng stared at his movement of grinding the ink, thinking to himself why the ink is so grindy, it hasn't finished grinding yet?

Staring at it for a long time made him sleepy, and he yawned several times.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Cang Dou Shan asked abruptly.

"casual."

"Then don't eat it." Cangdoushan stopped grinding the ink, dropped the ink stick and said to Weisheng: "I'll go to the workshop to see how they are doing." He walked away without hesitation.

... Weisheng really wanted to scold her.

Five days later, Hu Le left with a little luggage. The old man was free from the symbolic shackles for the first time, looking around excitedly, his sallow face was full of smiles.

Cangdoushan gave them a large sum of money, Weisheng knew for the first time that he actually had so much money: "Where did you get all your money from?"

"None of your business." Cang Doushan didn't bother to talk to him.

Weisheng decided to pursue it to the end: "Who gave it to you? Boss Huang or those scumbags? Don't leave. You are not allowed to leave until you clarify this matter today."

Cang Doushan became impatient: "Rebate! Get it!"

Weisheng suddenly understood, and nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, I'll give you pocket money..."

Cang Doushan snorted and didn't want to talk to him.

Weisheng resorted to a killer move: "At night, eat pineapple sweet and sour meat, and green tofu and egg soup."

"Oh."

"How many bowls of rice do you eat?"

"bowl."

"Hey, I thought you would eat two bowls."

"What kind of meaty food do you eat at night, tofu soup is enough."

"Yes, yes, that's what you said."

After the storm passed, it was another peaceful day.

Weisheng practiced for a few days, and finally entered the Black Sea again.

Although he didn't like it, it was still unstoppable.

Weisheng was ready to break the jar when he was lying on the bed, determined that no matter what happened, he would try his best to deal with it.However, the situation still exceeded his expectations.

The black sea giant moon disappeared.

The light around the skyline disappeared, and the sky returned to its original dark appearance.He looked at it suspiciously for a long time, but he really couldn't see where such a big thing went.When he was really confused about the situation, he practiced honestly.Inexplicably, he missed the old man's nameless boxing technique again.

In the real situation where the spiritual energy is thin, it is so refreshing to fly, isn't it to the Black Sea...

No, absolutely not.

He cultivated according to the old method, and when he woke up from a dream, he was one step closer to the Xuanyu Double Realm.The East has just turned pale, and there are merchants raising fighting cocks in the calyx. They started clucking and crowing grandly early in the morning. He yawned, got out of bed lightly, and still woke up Cangdoushan, humming softly: "It's so early... ..."

"Well, go to sleep."

Cangdou Mountain turned back, and the sound of breathing was long.Weisheng went outside and sat on the stone steps for a while, thinking about what to do in the future.

The storage bag is packed to the limit, and then earn enough money, what should I buy...

Excluding the cost of doing business, he considered what he should reserve one by one, drew up a draft, and prepared it with confidence.

Candoushan made six boxes of the new eye stickers at the beginning, and all of them were sold out in a short time.He didn't have a lot of money left, so he bought some bergamots and put them on the table. The scent of bergamots smelled like orange peel, but also had a faint medicinal smell, which made him feel very happy.

Weisheng became more and more busy, and he didn't know what he was busy with.Cang Doushan paid attention, but couldn't see what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

The answer to the mystery was revealed a few days later, Weisheng rented another small yard, invited a group of monks in, and asked Candou Mountain to come and have a look.

This group of monks came to dig the soil at a high speed. One spell blasted down the boss to make a hole, and then they repaired the edges, arranged formations, and made vents.Everyone was fierce and professional, and Cang Doushan finally understood: Weisheng was digging a cellar.

And it looks like a long-term cellar that can live in people.

The monks invited were only responsible for making a rough model, and also arranged formations to hide the breath and magic tools to help ventilation. Once the model was finished, they immediately slapped their butts and left.

Even the model is [-] times stronger than Cangdou Mountain and Hu Liao's abandoned grain cellar last time.

Weisheng beckoned him to come over and take a closer look, with a rather smug look on his face: "Does this look good to you?"

Cangdoushan has no objection: "It's good, but if there is a real war in the future, it's impossible to spend a lifetime in the cellar, right?"

"I won't be fighting for a short time. If we want to fight, we will have to wait until next year at least." Weisheng rubbed his hands excitedly, and jumped down to the cellar. With the money, we will move to Wang Jing Dong Cangcheng.”

"Then what if Wang Jing also..."

"Let's run ahead."

"Oh." Cang Doushan suddenly remembered the old saying: It is better to be a peace dog than to be a troubled person.

Since then, in addition to counting money and keeping accounts, Weisheng also has an additional task of arranging the cellar, running around at both ends, and being extremely busy every day.

Candoushan is preparing new cosmetic formulas day after day, practicing, occasionally thinking of old man Sun, his broken and violent sea of ​​consciousness.

Sometimes he wavered, the old him was already dead, as for who killed him, is it that important?So what if the murderer is found and revenged?

But in the end, I was still a little bit unwilling.

If he hadn't died then, he would have been able to become the head of the Heart Sect smoothly, read the Xihe Recorded Heart Scroll in his lifetime, and even read the Heaven Scroll and Earth Scroll, which might be preserved when the Yu Dynasty collapsed. The Xihe sect is not affected...

What now?Almost everything about Xi Hezong is gone, except him.

Still not reconciled.

As the eldest disciple of Xihe Sect's Xinmen, not to mention revitalizing the prestige of the sect, at least he should get back what belongs to him.

Having found his direction in life, he suddenly became enlightened, his body and mind became indescribably transparent, and his speed of trying out new products was much higher.

Weisheng has been very busy recently.

After buying all the planned purchase lists, he felt an unprecedented emptiness.

What else can I do?Why sit and wait for war to come?

After writing big characters for several days, and practicing boxing for several days, Weisheng panicked and decided to go to the flea market to see if he could find something.

The flea market is a place he often goes to, where quite a few monks buy things they don't need or are broken.Flying swords that are missing but can barely be used, magic charms that are not very good quality, pill residues from alchemists... most of them are cheap but not very useful.

However, where there is supply, there is demand. People who come here will always buy one or two things when they are shopping, but Weisheng is different. Get to know him.

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