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Han Bei was stunned with a "buzz" in his head, thinking of the note stuffed into Huang Deng's pocket, he was suffocated even for breathing, suppressed his shock, and asked, "Then who is he?"

Qiu Zhengxia looked towards the sky, pretending to be discussing the weather: "I don't understand, I'm not strong in black anyway."

Han Bei moved his lips with difficulty: "How did you find out?"

Qiu Zhengxia stood with arms folded, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds, pondered deeply for a while, then turned his head and smiled mischievously, his eyes were sharp, and he said surprisingly: "My sweetheart, is it true that I am a teacher who can't speak strong words?"

Han Bei stared at Qiu Zhengxia in disbelief, not realizing that his voice was trembling: "You...you will?"

"No." Qiu Zhengxia spread his hands, "Isn't the way I spoke just now very handsome?"

Han Bei's heart felt like he was on a roller coaster that crashed, and fell from the sky with a "bang dangdang", holding on to the rock next to him for a few breaths, and he didn't have the strength to beat him, "...you, get out of here."

Qiu Zhengxia rolled, but not far away. Instead, he rolled to Han Bei's feet, squatted down and stuffed his trousers into his military boots, and tied the shoelaces tightly. "There are many insects and snakes in the mountains, don't leave a gap for them to crawl through." When he stood up, he kissed the bridge of his nose, and said: "Why did you spend the whole summer vacation collecting specimens in the mountains, heck, he is not a clever liar, you should be careful."

"How to say?"

"Having been in the outside world, who would deliberately wear cumbersome and troublesome black clothes? I believe it when I receive tourists, but he wears it every day to collect specimens in the mountains? Do you believe it? Besides, the clothes that are trying to cover up are worn out at the joints." The parts don't match his knees and elbows at all, so they should be temporarily borrowed from people in the village."

Han Bei replied calmly: "Oh, I see." His palms were sweating, and he wished he could snatch the note back from Huang Deng's pocket immediately!

Passing through a large area of ​​tobacco leaf planting, after walking three or four kilometers into the mountain, there is no solid road for people to step on. A group of people walked through the mountain on thick branches and fallen leaves, pulling into a scattered team Huang Deng was familiar with the mountains and forests, and walked ahead to open the way, while Han Bei and his henchman Qiu Zhengxia walked behind leisurely, and Wei Jingou used the walkie-talkie to call him from time to time to ask for the route.

Han Bei expected that Xiang Jiuru's body would not be able to bear it, so he was really worried about him, but he quickly dispelled his worries.Xiang Jiuru has a good apprentice who is a cow and a horse. He carried him on his back when he entered the mountain, and hung the mountaineering bag on his chest, like a small camel carrying a load back and forth. Last but not far behind.

Han Bei admired Xiangdongtan so much, Liu Lan also looked at him differently, turned around and walked to his side, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, can I share some equipment for you? Give me the bundle of explosives, and I will carry them. "

Xiang Jiuru held Xiang Dongtan's shoulders in one hand and a small medicine box in the other, curled up her legs and put her feet on the luggage bag, shrinking herself as small as possible, resting her head on her apprentice's shoulder, closing her eyes and falling asleep; Xiang Dongtan ignored Liu Lan, kept moving his feet, his face was expressionless, and his eyes didn't even roll.

Liu Lan is not suitable for being a good person, so he lost his patience immediately: "Why are you ignoring me? Why are you pretending to be cool? Don't be ashamed!"

Han Beila lived in Xiangdongtan, and kindly persuaded: "Dongtan, give us some equipment, and just concentrate on carrying your master..."

"Don't touch him," Qiu Zhengxia grabbed Han Bei's wrist and walked forward quickly, "I heard that besides alchemy, Xiangmen also has two famous evil kung fu, which are bone shrinking and orifice sealing. The orifice becomes a walking dead, and I don’t feel tired.”

Liu Lan asked in surprise, "Isn't that a zombie?"

"Don't listen to his fart. He also falsely accused Xiangmen of refining poisons. He is the one who refines elixir." Han Bei looked coldly.

"Bebe, what I said this time is all true!"

"Then tell me about this seal in detail?"

Qiu Zhengxia pouted: "I don't know the details, but I've heard it too."

Han Bei: "Bah! You liar!"

Liu Lan said: "I don't know about sealing the orifice, but the bone shrinking technique is real, and Liu Zhen will know it. At that time, something happened to him, and my uncle thought he would not come, so I went to Xiangdongtan."

"What? Wei Jingou is looking for Xiangdongtan? Not Xiangjiuru?" This situation was far beyond Han Bei's guess.

The three of them quickly distanced themselves from the master and apprentice of the Xiang family. Liu Lan looked back shyly and lowered his voice: "Yes, but he insists on bringing a burden."

Han Bei frowned: "You can't say that. If Xiang Jiu is a master, he should be better than Xiang Dongtan in any kung fu. It won't be a burden."

Not far ahead, Liu Zhen interrupted abruptly: "Xiangmen's seal and bone shrinkage will become invalid after adulthood."

Seeing that Liu Zhen was willing to talk to him, Liu Lan asked curiously, "Is there really such a thing as sealing the orifices?"

Liu Zhen narrowed his small eyes more and more, nodded and said: "It's true, he has sealed the three orifices now, and his consciousness is clear. As long as he doesn't listen or open his mouth, he won't be hungry or tired. The more orifices are sealed , the more numb the body, the more numb the body, even if it is seriously injured, it will not feel pain, and it will not fall until the moment of blood flow and death. The bone shrinkage was practiced by a Xiangmen disciple in the late Qing Dynasty on the basis of closing the orifices."

Qiu Zhengxia covered his ears, took a deep breath, closed his mouth tightly, and let out a "hmmmmmm" sound from his nasal cavity.

Han Bei: "He said that he has also sealed the three orifices, and if he doesn't listen or speak, is he not hungry or tired?"

Liu Zhen waved his hands and said: "The principle of this kung fu is actually not to seal the orifice, but to seal certain acupoints to prevent stimulation such as pain from reaching the central nervous system, and it happens to seal some other functions."

Han Bei slapped Qiu Zhengxia's paw off, "You mentally handicapped!"

Liu Zhen said again: "Xiangmen has developed for hundreds of years, and there is little spread among the people, but many high-ranking officials and warlords secretly support Xiangmen disciples, but because they don't live long, they are not popular."

Liu Lan asked stupidly: "Why raise them?"

Qiu Zhengxia asked back: "Two teams are fighting, one team will be tired and hurt, the other team will not be tired, hurt or even die, which team will win?"

Han Bei turned his head and glanced at Xiang Jiuru, half-believed: "Xiangmen disciples are all as weak as him, can they be death squads?"

"He was definitely not like this when he was young. He was a person at the top of the pyramid. He was well-maintained and had a secret recipe. It's not bad if he can live until now. Most of the others died before reaching adulthood."

Liu Lan was very surprised, and didn't dare to harass Xiang Jiuru. He poked left and right at Liu Zhen, "How do you know so much? Didn't you also practice bone shrinkage? Same as him?"

Qiu Zhengxia poked up and down: "You are healthier than him, about the same age as him, and you are not dead."

"Knowing this kind of kung fu can be regarded as a peer. I asked more, but I am different from them. I practice qigong. To be precise, it is a body shrinking technique that softens limbs like yoga, and they are the real shrinks. Bone surgery." Liu Zhen's eyes are too small, all emotions are hidden under the eyelids, and the corners of his mouth are still gentle and smiling: "Except for the bones of their heads, everything else is broken, and they were all beaten when they were three to six years old. When it is broken, the exposed head is stuffed into the medicine altar filled with thin snakes, and then it is broken after it is raised, and then it is broken after it is raised, and the cycle continues until it can freely control the movement of muscles and bones..."

"Three to six years old? No kid at this age voluntarily practices martial arts, right?" Han Bei shuddered.

Liu Lan interrupted tremblingly: "Wait, wait! It's understandable to stuff it into the medicine altar, why do you want to soak in snakes?"

Qiu Zhengxia's face was solemn, and he muttered: "A live snake can move the shattered muscles and bones of the whole body non-stop, so that the bones will not grow back as they were."

Liu Zhen praised: "Yes! The meridians, bones, and acupoints of the body raised in this way can move freely, but various complications will appear after adulthood, kung fu is useless, there is no cure, and they can only wait for death. It’s worth money, but it’s different now, the Xiangmen has been sparsely populated in recent decades, and there are not many people left.”

Liu Lan sighed incoherently: "His master treats him like this, and he treats his master so well, he is really a masochist."

Han Bei looked back at Xiangdongtan again, full of sympathy, "Xiang Jiuru also came here in this way, no one can blame it, but this kind of kung fu is devoid of conscience, and it's not a pity to lose it."

Qiu Zhengxia snorted: "If it was me, I would definitely not let my dear disciple, my sweetheart, beibei suffer this kind of crime."

"Who is your dear apprentice? Get out of here." Han Bei thought for a second—wait a minute?It turns out that Liu Zhen's overlapping technique with Xiangjia's master and apprentice is not the preparation of explosives, but the bone shrinkage technique?So why did Qiu Zhengxia lie to him that Xiangmen is good at mixing explosives?He glared at Qiu Zhengxia viciously, and asked, "Will the master and apprentice of the Xiang family prepare explosives?"

Qiu Zhengxia tried to interrupt their conversation: "Ahem..."

"Of course they won't!" Liu Lan looked at Qiu Zhengxia suspiciously: "Isn't Daoist Qiu responsible for disposing the explosives?

"Him?" Han Bei strangled Qiu Zhengxia by the back of the neck and dragged him to Liu Lan, "You mean him?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough—" Qiu Zhengxia coughed exaggeratedly and sprayed Liu Lan with foam all over his face.

Liu Lan wiped his face in distaste, and stayed away from them, "Yes, I heard that Daoist Qiu is a graduate of the chemical engineering genius youth class of the Asia-American-Europe International Union University!"

Han Bei twitched the corners of his mouth, caressed Qiu Zhengxia along his hair, and said softly, "Chemical genius youth class of Asia-American-Europe International Union University? Sounds so majestic."

"Cough cough cough cough..." Qiu Zhengxia seemed to be coughing to death.

The walkie-talkie rang, and Wei Jingou's voice came: "Master Han, hurry up, I see a sinkhole."

Along the way, Han Bei pondered over the map in his head. He was skeptical about the map at first, but after entering the mountain, every coordinate was in place, and he gradually became convinced. He had to admit that the route provided by Amao, The coordinates are detailed and logical, and it doesn't look like a semi-literate person who can't even speak Mandarin fluently.

Nalong Mountain Forest has a large area of ​​garst landforms. The rocks and mountains are superbly crafted, and the scenery is beautiful. It is not inferior to the landscape of Guilin. , it would be a good trip.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the sinkhole under the rocky mountain opposite, but it took a lot of work to walk there. As the sun set, they bypassed a mountain stream and arrived at the sinkhole shown on the map.