"Actually, if you want to find someone to practice kung fu, I know a place that is most suitable. I just don't know if you dare to go."

Although Xiao Zhangzi didn't like Xu Shu provoking Ah Qing, he still admired his perseverance.

"where?"

"The secret prison of Chaofan Station. My master sometimes goes there to practice martial arts, and there are many murderers imprisoned there.

You don't have the skills of my master. If you go there to practice, you might be in danger of your life.

You can think about it yourself, and I will help you tell my master."

Xu Shu jumped up and said, "What a little Zhangzi, I will bring you ten boxes of snacks next time. Go and tell me."

After practicing to this point, he thought he had mastered the ability of listening to blood and distinguishing pulse.

But in martial arts, the most important thing is to combine theory and practice. The slightest difference is often a thousand miles away.

Not long after, Xiao Zhangzi invited Chen Tailei's post and asked him to take it. He rushed to No. 76 Fasi Road, where he was greeted by someone.

Five days passed by, Xu Shu visited Chen Tailei's mansion again and brought ten boxes of cakes to Xiao Zhangzi.

Xiao Zhangzi was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes anymore, and he made noises to inform him.

When Xu Shu rushed to Zhuyuan, Chen Tailei was standing there.

He stared at Xu Shu with bright eyes, "Don't tell me, you will be done in just a few days.

As far as I know, there are 108 types of blood gushing sounds when listening to the blood to identify the pulse. Thirty-six of them are divided into weak sounds, few sounds, and stressed sounds. Together, there are 180 sounds.
Chapter completed!