The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

Fu Zhenhong didn't care what Xi Jianlin was thinking in his heart. After he separated from Xi Jianlin, he walked towards the direction of the flute sound.

The sound of the flute was very weird, and the flute player's revenge against the Zhang family could be regarded as helping him, so Fu Zhenhong was a little curious about the identity of this person.

However, before Fu Zhenhong could rush over, the sound of the flute stopped.When he came to the place where the flute sounded, the flute player had disappeared.

At this moment, the time has passed halfway.

It would take about half an hour to go back. Fu Zhenhong took a look at the sky, thought for a while, and decided not to delay any longer.

Before noon came, he took a short cut back.

Not long after Fu Zhenhong changed her clothes, Wu Zhi came back.

When he came down from upstairs, Wu Zhi was walking towards the kitchen with a bag of things.

The corners of his lips under the mask were slightly curved up an inch, and the sharp-edged line of his jaw was less cold and hard and more soft because of the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fu Zhenhong could feel that Wu Zhi seemed to be in a good mood.

Fu Zhenhong walked to the door of the kitchen. He leaned against the door, tilted his head slightly to look at Wu Zhi who was busy in the kitchen, and asked slowly, "What happened? You look very happy."

Hearing this, Wu Zhi stopped what he was doing, looked back at Fu Zhenhong and said, "I learned some useful medical principles today."

"Is that so..." Fu Zhenhong didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left.

It didn't take long for Wu Zhi to prepare lunch.

After the two finished their lunch, Fu Zhenhong sat and read a picture book, while Wu Zhi went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Wu Zhi's movements were very quick. He quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks, and he didn't take a lunch break. After talking to Fu Zhenhong, he went out to the Lin'an Medical Center.

When we came back, it was almost dusk.

Perhaps Wu Zhi and Wu Song had agreed on something during their conversation, or Wu Song had a plan of his own, but Wu Song did not come back from the county government, but stayed there overnight.

The night passed.

On the second day, Wu Zhi went to the clinic early as usual.

As for Fu Zhenhong, not long after Wu Zhi left, she changed into the black shirt from yesterday.But he didn't wear the black and impermanent mask yesterday, but Wu Zhi's black and white fox mask.

In the bamboo forest behind Nanfang——

Wearing a dark purple shirt, Xi Jianlin arrived here a quarter of an hour earlier than the agreed time.

Xi Jianlin has a very good sense of time. In modern times, he is not used to others waiting for him, so he usually arrives before the agreed time.

Right now, he has traveled to this world through time travel, and this habit has not changed.However, what Xi Jianlin didn't expect was that he had arrived at the appointed place a quarter of an hour earlier, but found that the man had arrived earlier than him.

Seeing the man taking a nap with his eyes closed on the tree in front of him, Xi Jianlin subconsciously slowed down his steps.

He raised his head and his eyes fell on the man lying flat on the tree.The opponent used one hand as a pillow, and the backhand was placed under the back of the head. One leg was bent, and the other was laid flat casually. The casual posture revealed a sense of elegance and freedom.

The opponent's face was no longer wearing a black impermanence mask, but turned into a fox mask.

The whole of this fox mask is smaller than yesterday's black impermanence mask, so more of the man's face is exposed under the mask.

From Xi Jianlin's angle, he could clearly see the smooth and distinct outline of the mandible under the other party's mask, as well as the snow-white skin.

Xi Jianlin once again confirmed that under the mask of the other party, there must be an extremely outstanding face.

But what the other party's face looks like, whether it is beautiful or ugly, is not important to Xi Jianlin. What he cares about is whether the other party can help him in the process of learning Qinggong.

Reining in his mind, Xi Jianlin coughed slightly after approaching to remind the napping man to wake up.

Hearing Xi Jianlin's cough, Fu Zhenhong slowly opened her eyes.

He turned his head, lowered his eyes to look at the man under the tree, and said in a leisurely manner: "Since you have come, let's start, the time will start from now."

Xi Jianlin nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, he was ready to grab the gold leaf in his sleeve.

Fu Zhenhong said: "Today's reward will be paid after the end."

Xi Jianlin paused, retracted his hand and replied, "Okay."

At the end, he asked: "This first day, how do you plan to teach..." Before Xi Jianlin finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong threw something at him directly.

Xi Jianlin subconsciously caught it, looked down, and found that it was a book with a blue cover.He opened the book, flipped through it quickly, and found that the book was about theoretical knowledge related to lightness kung fu.

Although the text above is all in traditional Chinese characters, there are drawings on each page, so it is not difficult to read it as an aid.

But this book is really not a rare item, it can be found at any stall selling books and picture books in the market.

Xi Jianlin pursed her lips slightly, and raised her eyes to look at the man who was still lying on the tree and didn't seem to plan to come down.

Fu Zhenhong really didn't intend to come down.Facing Shangxi Jianlin's slightly suspicious eyes, he said flatly: "Nothing can be accomplished overnight. Only by mastering the theory can you play better in practice."

After saying this sentence, Fu Zhenhong closed her eyes again, obviously planning to continue to take a nap.

After all, the breeze here is cool and the sun is warm. Lying on a tree and taking a nap in this environment can make people feel more relaxed.

Xi Jianlin frowned slightly, but it relaxed again in an instant.He glanced at the man on the tree who didn't intend to pay any more attention to him. After a moment of silence, he clenched the book in his hand, went to sit under the tree, and began to read it seriously.

Time passed minute by minute.

One of the two took a nap on the tree, and the other read a book under the tree, without interfering with each other, let alone disturbing each other.

The atmosphere of the whole bamboo forest is very peaceful, elegant and clean.

In the air, there are only the wind blowing leaves and the cheerful chirping of birds.

As time went by, the sunlight on the sky gradually became more intense, and these halos passed through the gaps in the leaves, mottled down, and formed light-colored spots on Fu Zhenhong's body.

Fu Zhenhong liked this feeling very much, his whole body became lazy under the gentle sunshine.

As for Xijian Lin under the tree, he reads very fast.Not only that, but his memory is also exceptionally good, it can almost be said that he has a photographic memory.

A book with a thickness of five centimeters, Xi Jianlin read it and kept the content in his heart, but he didn't use it for half an hour.

He closed the book and looked up at the man in the tree.

At this moment, a kind of wind happened to blow.

The fallen leaves fell from the tree, brushed against Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, and landed on Xijianlin's cheek.

Xi Jianlin brushed away the fallen leaves from her face, and Fu Zhenhong also opened her eyes from a nap.His eyes were half down, his black pupils were like the surface of a rippling lake, and there was an intoxicating brilliance in the haze.

At the moment when the four eyes met, Ximen Qing had the urge to draw the man on the tree.

Nothing else matters.

He just thought the scene in his sight was beautiful, and he wanted to draw it down.Just like what he often did before time travel, he used the brush in his hand to draw the mysterious existence that he felt was beautiful.

But in the past, he basically painted landscapes, natural waters, and old houses. Now, this is the first time he wants to paint someone.

Fu Zhenhong didn't know what Xi Jianlin was thinking, he raised his eyelids lazily, and said, "Have you finished reading?"

It was probably because Fu Zhenhong's voice was slightly hoarse after taking a nap.Cooperating with the somewhat lazy tone, it added a bit of inadvertently seductive magnetism.

Xi Jianlin replied: "It's over."

Fu Zhenhong asked again: "Have you remembered all the contents?"

Xi Jianlin: "Yes."

Fu Zhenhong nodded slightly, and said, "Then you can close your eyes now, sit quietly according to the book, and feel the flow of meridians in your body."

Hearing this, Xi Jianlin frowned slightly.He understands the truth, but can he really feel the more mysterious air flow in his body?

If it is really that simple, why are these books placed on the book booths, but very few people actually buy them, and there are even fewer people who have mastered them, not even one out of 1 people.

If Xi Jianlin hadn't seen this man perform lightness kung fu before, and his skills were excellent, he would have thought that the other party was trying to deceive him.

Xi Jianlin was silent for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Is this really possible?"

Fu Zhenhong was not surprised by this person's doubts, he replied flatly: "If it's just like this, of course not."

Xi Jianlin paused: "Then you still let me do this?"

Fu Zhenhong said: "That's why I added the first half of the sentence."

If it's just that, of course not.

And of course not.

There is a very fundamental difference between the two.

Xi Jianlin thought about it: "Then what do you mean?"

Fu Zhenhong's eyelashes twitched, and said calmly, "I will help you."

Xi Jianlin asked directly: "How are you going to help?"

But Fu Zhenhong didn't bother to explain anymore, he asked Xi Jianlin to sit cross-legged, and then closed his eyes.

Although Xi Jianlin had many doubts in his heart, seeing Fu Zhenhong's indifferent eyes, he finally closed his mouth, put his doubts in his heart temporarily, and sat down as Fu Zhenhong said.

Intuition told Xi Jianlin that the other party didn't have to lie to him, and this man didn't seem like the kind of person who pretended to be a fool and wasted each other's time.

Thinking of this, he also closed his eyes.

Fu Zhenhong sat up, picked off a green leaf from the tree, and then used this leaf to blow slowly.

Hearing this voice, Xi Jianlin opened his eyes and looked up at the man on the tree.

Feeling Xi Jianlin's gaze, Fu Zhenhong just moved her eyelids slightly and glanced at Xi Jianlin.

Xi Jianlin immediately closed his eyes and refocused, as if a student who was sneaking a peek was caught by the teacher.

The voice that slowly entered his eardrums was very clear, with melodious tunes and a very peculiar melody.It seems that there is a special magical power that can settle the mind and calm the mind of the listener. It is also like some kind of guiding song, which makes Xijianlin gradually feel the air flow in his body in this rhythm.

This process is like the process of nourishing and refining Qi.

Xi Jianlin is smart and can learn everything quickly.

After feeling the air flow in his body, he converted the theoretical essentials that he had just memorized in his mind into practical usage.

And just when he was getting better, the melody stopped suddenly.

Xi Jianlin opened his eyes, and looked at Fu Zhenhong on the tree with some puzzlement.

Why did it stop suddenly?

Isn't it time yet?

He expressed his doubts with his eyes.

Fu Zhenhong sat up and said, "I'm a little thirsty."

Xi Jianlin: "And then? What do you want to say?" Although he asked, Xi Jianlin already had a premonition in his heart.

The other party will definitely let him do something.

In fact, as Xi Jianlin expected, the next second, he heard the man say, "Go and pick some fruits."

Xi Jianlin was really not surprised at all.

He turned his gaze to the big tree not far away. There was a big fleshy wild mulberry on the tree, which was purple in color, and it was very delicious at first glance.

But the problem now is that this mulberry tree is very tall.

Xi Jianlin said: "You use light work, but you can pass in the blink of an eye." In short, it is much easier for Fu Zhenhong to summarize than him, and it saves a lot of time.

Fu Zhenhong shook her head and said, "This is up to you."

Xi Jianlin frowned and muttered, "Why..."

He and this man are at best a transactional relationship, he pays money, and the other party teaches him martial arts.Apart from this, he has no obligation to help this person satisfy his hunger.

Fu Zhenhong saw what was in Xijianlin's mind, and he said unhurriedly: "You have understood the air flow, and I let you climb the tree to apply what you have learned."

Xi Jianlin clicked his tongue lightly: "What kind of reason is this?" He said so, but his body was already moving.