Self-Help Handbook of Strange Flowers to Die [Comprehensive]

"Add another vegetarian dish, and the rest will follow what he said." Su Xinghe thought for a while, and decided to serve a vegetarian dish, "Whatever the staple food is, let's serve it."

Xiaoer nodded with a smile: "Later, you two, here we come!" After finishing speaking, he gave a nondescript salute, turned around and passed the dishes.

After a while, Ding Li's drinks and side dishes came first.It's only two or three mouthfuls, but it allows customers to wait while drinking, and won't be impatient because the hot dishes are served slowly.The ingenious thoughtfulness in this detail will not be outdated even after thousands of years. No wonder Taibailou can be opened into a chain store!

The color of the wine is still clear, but it smells nothing.Ding Li first poured a glass for Su Xinghe who was sitting opposite, then picked up his own glass and took a sip carefully, feeling a little disappointed immediately.

Originally thought that the entrance would be a rare fine wine, but it turned out that it was indeed not much higher than fruit wine.

When Ding Li was watching TV dramas back then, Xiao Feng and Duan Yu fought wine in Huiyan Building and drank dozens of catties.Forgive him for taking it for granted, all Erguotou is in his mind.Ding Li put down the small wine glass in his hand, feeling a little melancholy.

The four-color fruit and roasted beef soon came up. Ding Li threw down the drink, which he disliked to drink as fruit juice, and went straight to the food. Injured.

On the contrary, it was Su Xinghe, holding the drink that Ding Li poured for him in his hand, he didn't know what he was thinking, just lost his mind like this.

"Brother?" Ding Li saw that Su Xinghe was distracted, and called softly.Then I saw Su Xinghe sighed, put down his wine glass, his expression was a little inexplicable for a moment, and then he regained his composure.

"Brother, why don't you drink alcohol? How about... you eat some food?" Ding Li pushed the four-color fruit towards Su Xinghe.

"It's nothing, I just thought about what happened when the two of us entered the master's school together. At that time, the junior sister was born, and now the junior sister is already a big girl!" Su Xinghe spoke slowly, as if he was recalling something.

"Brother, you can't do this, only old people always remember the past!" Ding Li was a little funny when he heard that Su Xinghe was remembering his lost youth—his brother is still a literary youth...middle-aged!

It was the two brothers who walked downstairs together after a meal, but they ran into a group of people walking to the stairs on the second floor.According to Ding Li's usual personality, he would definitely avoid it and wait for everyone to finish walking before going downstairs.But today Ding Li passed through the crowd and reached the downstairs in a flash of his skill.

Ding Li himself didn't realize anything because he had just eaten and his thoughts went blank.But Su Xinghe, who was following behind him, frowned even more when he saw Ding Li go down the stairs with the light and small swaying footwork taught by his master.But he went downstairs without saying a word, and as if nothing had happened, he and Ding Li got on the donkey and left the city, heading to another property of the Xiaoyao faction outside the city to stay.

It was night, Ding Li was already sound asleep, but Su Xinghe couldn't fall asleep, hesitating whether he should send a letter to his master.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Su Xinghe discovered some incongruities in Ding Li.Even if I didn't know people well in the past, or I didn't know much about my juniors because of alienation, but no matter how much a person changes, he will never forget what he has done, said, and learned. Bar?

But Ding Li's performance in the past few days, although very small and subtle, Su Xinghe can still see it - he doesn't know where the Happy School industry is, and he doesn't remember his habit of using donkeys as mounts.Also, during lunch today, he tentatively said that the two of them joined the master together, but in fact he was more than half a year earlier than Ding Chunqiu.

Although the master's daughter Ah Luo is destined to join the Xiaoyao sect in the future, but she has not officially become a teacher yet, so the two of them will never call Ah Luo a junior sister.But Ding Li did not refute this.

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through Su Xinghe's heart.

First, he ruled out the possibility of someone being disguised.As skillful as he was at making human-skin masks, there was no one in the world as good as his sixth disciple, Feng Ah.Although Feng Asan was already young and far better than his teacher, Su Xinghe was confident that his eyesight was not bad, so he naturally knew whether the layer of flesh on Ding Li's face was real or not.

Secondly, if someone changed their original appearance by cutting bones and adding flesh, Su Xinghe ruled it out.No matter how ingenious the face-lifting method is, it will leave some traces.However, there was not a single trace of trace on Ding Li's face.Moreover, Su Xinghe had secretly investigated, and found that Ding Li's bones and facial muscles had not been altered at all.

Now that the possibility of others pretending to be ruled out, Su Xinghe was sure that it was Ding Chunqiu himself, so he began to think again whether that kind of martial arts would affect his mind.However, as far as he knows, there are not no martial arts mental techniques that disrupt people's minds in this world, but the effect will not be what it is now-most people whose minds are controlled will be slow to react and cannot make timely decisions about the affairs around them. , a reasonable response.

So, was he beaten stupid by the master?Su Xinghe shook his head and once again denied this speculation.When he came down from the cliff that day, both he and Xue Muhua felt Ding Chunqiu's pulse, there was no internal injury at all, and the other injuries were all on the arms, and had nothing to do with the head!The meridians are transparent, the blood vessels flow smoothly, and the internal force runs smoothly, there is no problem at all.

"Could it be the soul-lost disorder? It doesn't seem to be the case." For the first time, Su Xinghe felt that the knowledge in his head was not enough, and wanted to go back to his master to rebuild it.

Su Xinghe paced back and forth in the yard, talking about Ding Li's situation: "A big change in temperament? Well, a little bit. Not really, it seems that he still prefers meat. Well, memory loss, it's like losing his soul. It's just not quite like it! Is it right?"

Glancing in the direction of Ding Li's room, Su Xinghe was a little angry again: "Not at all vigilant! Hmph!" Thinking of Ding Li's posture at noon, his face didn't look any better.

Then, Su Xinghe seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, he walked quickly to the study room, picked up a pen to send a message to Wu Yazi, detailing the various differences of Ding Li recently, and finally asked whether the Poison Sutra in the master's school had been taken by Ding Li Chunqiu took it away privately.

When the sky was dim, a medium-sized bird flew south with the letter written in small script.Su Xinghe looked at the sky gradually being colored by the morning glow, and heaved a long sigh.

He didn't know why he wrote this letter.

Ding Li, who knew nothing about all this, turned over on the comfortable Qiangong bed, buried his face in the back of the soft silk, muttered a few words in his sleep that even he himself didn't know what they meant, and then fell asleep again.

The sun was high, and after Ding Li had a good night's sleep, a carp jumped up from the bed, planning to perform another somersault to stretch his muscles and bones.

Before he could make the next move, Ding Li, who was still in good spirits, immediately lay back on the bed with a pale face, clutching his waist - I don't know where the strength made it wrong just now, it seemed that he stretched to the waist !

After a cup of tea, Su Xinghe sat in front of Ding Li's bed, dumbfounded, and really didn't know what to say: "What's wrong with you? Even youngsters who are new to martial arts rarely make such mistakes. People, why don't you know how to be more stable!"

Ding Li was originally suffering from back pain, although he got better after being pricked by Su Xinghe a few times, he was still upset.Now being stimulated by Su Xinghe's words, he suddenly realized a question that he had subconsciously avoided for a few days - his age.

Seeing his preoccupied appearance, Su Xinghe didn't say any more, and left with his hands behind his back.Ding Li, who was finally alone, began to calculate with his fingers: Xiao Feng was about 30 years old when Tianlong opened, and Ding Chunqiu appeared shortly afterwards. He appeared to be a handsome old man with a fairy-like character, and he was said to be in his seventies!

Later, when they broke Zhenlong's chess game in Leigu Mountain, and later in Li Qiushui's and Tianshan Child Elder's words, it seemed that it was mentioned that Wu Yazi was plotted against by Ding Chunqiu some thirty years ago.In other words, Ding Chunqiu was around forty when he plotted against Wu Yazi?

Ding Li's heart sank for a moment.Anyone who suddenly changes from a young man who is only thirty to an age who is not old but is also called an "uncle" will feel uncomfortable!

Ding Li yelled and couldn't yell, feeling so depressed that he slammed his head back a few times on the ivory woven pillow.

In the few days after he became Ding Chunqiu, except for the accident this morning, Ding Li always felt that Ding Chunqiu's body was not bad compared to his original [-]-year-old body in the middle of his prime, and his strength and vitality seemed to be superior. , and even added some additional attributes of invulnerability to cold and heat.No discomfort, and even more vitality, Ding Li naturally ignored this very important matter.

But... Ding Li snorted and let out a breath of foul air in his chest: You have to compare everything to see the benefits.

Not to mention that he came from such a precarious world before, even before the sci-fi zombie frenzy swept the world, who could live to his early [-]s without any disasters and diseases, and can easily shoot one or two to death? What about people who are blind?

Look at Wu Yazi, Su Xinghe, the 96-year-old rejuvenated Tianshan Child Elder, and Li Qiushui, whose voice, skin, and black hair are still in his prime despite being destroyed. All of them are old monsters with high attack and high defense who are almost immortal !So, can he also expect that he will have at least three to forty years to live a healthy life comparable to that of a young man?

Thinking about it this way, Ding Li felt that the future seemed to be something to look forward to!He lay on the bed stupidly, and after laughing "hehe" twice, he felt something was wrong, and quickly covered his mouth to cover up his laughter, even ignoring the pain in his back that was still making him very uncomfortable.

Su Xinghe, who was standing outside the door, heard the muffled laughter inside the door, he was puzzled and amused at the same time.But when he thought that this person might not be his junior brother, he felt a little heavy again.