In the afternoon, at the door of Heyimen.

Shan Ying sent away the last child, looked around and saw no sign of Chen She. She was a little disappointed, turned around and walked towards the door.

But I was thinking in my heart, I don’t know if the genius disciple drank the medicated soup or not, and what the effect would be.

At this time, a postman came over on a bicycle and shouted from a distance: "Master Shan, wait a minute, there's a letter."

"Is it from Hong Kong Island?" Shan Ying stopped, turned around, and asked.

"Yes." The postman stopped the car with one foot, turned sideways and took out a letter from the cloth bag hanging on the driver's seat, handed it to Shan Ying and said: "As a rule, when I go back after delivering the letter, I will pass by here.

If you want to send a letter, I can send it to you."

Shan Ying glanced at the envelope and wrote two lines: "Senior Xia Houwu of the Heyi Sect personally greets me - junior Weng Haisheng pays my respects." She was a little disappointed, almost nodded to the mail, and said: "I want to send a letter, please excuse me."

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The letter was sent by Weng Haisheng to her senior brother. It was not the letter she expected from her senior brother.

This person named Weng Haisheng has been exchanging letters with his senior brother for half a year, almost two or three letters a month, and he is more diligent in contacting than her junior sister.

But there is one strange thing. My senior brother is serving his sentence in a prison on Hong Kong Island, and Weng Haisheng is also on Hong Kong Island, but her correspondence is always forwarded by her. I don’t know what the mystery is in it.

"You're welcome, it's just a passing incident." The postman waved his hand and left on his bicycle.

As soon as the postman left, a taxi came quickly, braked suddenly, and stopped at the entrance of the martial arts gym.

The car door opened, Chen She jumped out of the car, ran to Shan Ying in a few steps, knelt down with a plop, hugged her thigh, and said in a panic: "Master, save me!"

"What are you doing? Let go, let go quickly." Shan Ying's face turned red when the man hugged her thigh in front of everyone in the hall, and she hurriedly pushed Chen She out.

Chen She hugged Chen She too tightly, and Shan Ying pushed him several times without pushing him away. She had to poke him twice on the joints with both fingers, which made his arms sore and numb, and he had to let go.

Shan Ying held Chen She's shoulder with one hand, lifted him up with luck, and said, "If anything happens, let's go back to the martial arts school and don't mess around on the street."

After saying that, Shan Ying turned around and walked quickly towards the door. Fearing that she would be too slow, Chen She hugged her up again.

"Master, you must save me." Chen She covered his waist and trotted after him.

The two of them walked to the martial arts arena one after the other. Shan Ying stood still, raised his hand to stop Chen She from stepping forward, and said, "Tell me, what happened to make you so anxious?"

"Master, my kidney hurts."

"How much does it hurt? Which part is it specifically? Does it hurt all over the body?" Shan Ying frowned and looked at Chen She carefully, and found that his face was pale, his eyes were dark yellow, and he was in extremely poor condition. He seemed to have lost weight.

He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What happened? Your face is worse than yesterday?"

"It's not a real pain, it's kidney pain. The kidney in the waist hurts like a needle pricking it." Chen She explained, covering the waist on both sides of his waist with both hands.

"Kidney?" Shan Ying reached out to take his arm, put her fingers on his wrist, and felt his pulse. After a moment, he said in surprise: "The energy is exhausted and the kidney water is greatly damaged. What on earth have you done? How come it only lasts a day?"

, just like this, with five tuberculosis and seven injuries?"

"I didn't do much. I just drank a bowl of medicated soup this morning and at noon, and then." Chen She said this, paused, and thought about what word to use, which would be more tactful, so that the beautiful chef would not look down on him too much.

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Alas, it's all his fault for being too frugal.

It felt good at the time, but after the medicine wore off, Chen She felt a dull pain in his waist, and the pain tended to get worse.

This frightened him so much that he ran to the beautiful master for help.

"Drinking medicated soup? Could it be that the deficiency is not replenished and the medicine is too strong and has a counter-effect? ​​But that's not right. No matter how counter-productive it is, it cannot be depleted of energy." Shan Ying thought about it, but still

I couldn't figure it out, so I had to put it aside for the time being and said to Chen She: "Pick up your shirt and I'll help you relieve it first."

Chen She obeyed the instructions obediently.

Shan Ying clasped his hands together and rubbed them quickly until his palms were red and hot, then stretched out his hands to pat and massage Chen She's ribs.

With every contact, Chen She could feel a stream of heat seeping into his body from the palm of the beautiful master's hand, making his pain less severe.

Ten minutes later, Shan Ying saw sweat on his forehead, stopped moving, and asked: "Are you feeling better?"

"Master, you are really amazing. I feel much better and I don't feel much pain anymore." Chen She said happily.

"I'm just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. I just use dark energy to transfer heat into your body, promote local blood circulation, speed up metabolism, and restore some energy to you. But the problem of your energy leakage will not be solved at any time.

There might be another problem." Shan Ying shook her head, looking very distressed.

She finally met a talented disciple, but he was unable to practice martial arts due to lack of energy. She was really unwilling to do so.

"Isn't there a way to treat both the symptoms and the root cause?" Chen Shede asked, looking at Shu.

Shan Ying was a little hesitant about "the method to cure the root cause. There are methods, but they are the core inheritance of Heyi Sect."

"Please teach me, master." Chen She immediately begged.

Shan Ying looked at Chen She carefully. He was devoted to martial arts and had excellent talent. What a good character.

Although I occasionally stare at my breasts, buttocks and face, there is no lust or evil in my eyes, so my character is pretty good.

At least he knows how to restrain his desires and is not a lawless person.

Thinking of this, Shan Ying nodded and said, "Follow me."

After that, he led the way towards the ancestral hall in the backyard.

The ancestral hall was empty, except for an incense table and two futons. The floor was spotless and had obviously been cleaned frequently.

In addition to the incense burner, there are only two tablets on the incense table, respectively engraved with the words "Xianyan Danxingzuo" and "Master Wu Qinghui".

Corresponding to the tablets, there are two portraits hanging on the wall, a tall and thin old man and a majestic and burly man.

"This is my late father Shan Xingzuo, the founder of the Heyi Sect." Shan Ying pointed to the slender old man, and then pointed to the portrait of the burly man and said, "This is my late father's mentor, my ancestor Wu Qinghui.

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"Master, are you ready to officially accept me as a disciple?" Chen She had already made assumptions in his mind when he saw that he had come to a place like this, so he asked at this time.

"You don't have enough energy, and the medicine is useless, so you can only try to use the thunder sound secret technique of our sect to slowly improve your physical condition. However, this thunder sound secret technique is the core inheritance of our unity, and can only be taught by true disciples, so I have to make an exception and advance

I'll take you in." Shan Ying nodded.

"Master, I am here to accept my disciple." Chen She immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

However, Shan Ying stopped her and heard her say: "I have not yet mastered martial arts, so I am not qualified to be a disciple. Besides, you and I are the same age, so I can't really accept you as a disciple, so I will take you in on behalf of my father and teach you martial arts. From now on."

It’s good that you and I, senior sisters and brothers, are worthy of each other.”

This time, the master becomes the senior sister, which always feels a bit awkward.

However, when people are under the eaves, they have to lower their heads. For the sake of their waist, they have to endure it for the time being.
Chapter completed!