Selling jars in Xueyue City, Li Hanyi comes to visit

After a short while.

Crack~Crack~

Accompanied by a strange sound.

A tall man with a thick straw rope tied around his waist.

He wore a patched grey robe.

He wore ragged pants and straw sandals.

He rolled two tires and came to the door of the can shop.

"Hmm? Qigong, what are you doing?"

Huang Rong immediately recognized that the man was Hong Qigong.

Although Hong Qigong's dress was always unkempt and unusual.

But today's look was too weird.

He rolled a tire in one hand.

He also carried two on his back.

"This is Mr. Huang... These are your father's things. I helped get them back."

Hearing Hong Qigong's words.

Huang Rong blinked her eyes.

Then, her eyes suddenly widened like copper bells.

What the hell?

Her father's stuff?

She said why the tire looked so familiar.

Isn't this the tire her father used to buy?

"Where are my father and mother? Where are they now?"

Huang Rong took two steps at a time and ran out of the can shop anxiously.

"Don't worry, they are just behind."

Hong Qigong said.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

There was a sound of ping-pong and ding-ling clang in the alley.

Then.

Huang Yaoshi also appeared from the corner.

But he leaned forward, holding a hemp rope as thick as his wrist tightly in both hands.

Take heavy steps, pulling the pink Old Man Le.

Su Chen, who followed him out of the store, was also a little stunned.

What a guy.

Is my father-in-law working as a boatman here?

My mother-in-law is not idle either.

Holding a big sack.

From time to time, pick up the parts that fell on the ground and put them into the sack.

"Dad, what...what happened?"

Huang Rong ran forward and asked with concern.

While Huang Yaoshi continued to pull the Old Man Le forward with the load, he told the story with a gloomy face.

After Huang Yaoshi's story.

Everyone knew it.

Huang Yaoshi was racing with someone.

That's right.

The old man drove the Old Man Le to race with someone.

Huang Yaoshi drove a convertible Old Man's Car with his lover, happily driving around Xueyue City.

By chance, he ran into the naughty old boy Zhou Botong.

Seeing Huang Yaoshi drive a car from Su Chen.

How could Zhou Botong miss this opportunity?

Driving a Wuling Hongguang, he chased after him.

At first, Huang Yaoshi didn't care.

Just felt Zhou Botong's good luck.

Surprisingly, he also got such a wonderful mechanical creation from Su Chen.

However, Zhou BotongBut he kept deliberately blocking the road in front of Huang Yaoshi's car.

This made Huang Yaoshi, who was breathing exhaust gas from behind, very unhappy.

He tried to overtake several times but failed.

This aroused Huang Yaoshi's anger.

After leaving the city.

The two began a race of speed and passion.

The result

This is the result now.

The old man was completely torn apart.

"Shopkeeper, please help me fix this car."

Huang Yaoshi clasped his hands together, with a firm face, "For this, I, Huang Yaoshi, am willing to pay any conditions!"

Su Chen: "..."

Su Chen's forehead was black.

At this age, how can he still have such a strong desire to win.

Su Chen was about to speak.

Then a voice came from the roof, "Shopkeeper, please modify Huang Lao Xie's car."

"Although his car looks very eye-catching, the horsepower is too small."

"The body is not very strong either."

"If these problems cannot be solved, he will never be able to compete with my Wuling Hongguang."

Hearing this mean voice on the roof.

Su Chen was furious, "Get lost!"

"Old naughty boy, you'd better be honest."

"If I know that someone has an accident because of racing with you again." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"You will never see your Wuling Hongguang again."

The old naughty boy on the roof shrank his neck.

Just admit his weakness.

He can ignore anyone's words.

But he would never dare to say Su Chen's words. []

If I really make Su Chen unhappy.

I won't let myself open the can.

What's the point of living.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, shopkeeper, I've got it all down."

The old boy apologized like a child who had made a mistake.

Su Chen turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi and said, "Your old man's car is just a means of transportation. Even if you step on the accelerator, it can only run so fast."

"If you want to beat the old boy's Wuling Hongguang, you can only hope for other models."

Hearing this.

Although Huang Yaoshi was disappointed, he still nodded seriously, indicating that he understood.

On the roof.

The old boy, who was still terrified a moment ago, couldn't help but show off again.

His legs were crossed, shaking, and he kept muttering, "Alas, there is no one who can run. As the Snow Moon Car God, I, the Old Boy, am really lonely and embarrassed."

Put the pile of junk in order.

Huang Yaoshi, who returned to the store, had a new goal.

That was, no matter what.

He must drive a car from the jar that can beat the Old Boy Wuling Hongguang.

He, Huang Yaoshi, has never been inferior to others in his life!

Huang Yaoshi looked at the remainingjar.

The finger flicked in the air.

A finger flicking magic, exquisite and magical.

Bang~

With a crisp sound, the jar broke.

A scroll fell out.

It turned out to be a book.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Huang Yaoshi's eyes.

After all, he had seen something as miraculous as the universal capsule.

A book like this.

It seemed too ordinary.

But when he saw the words on the scroll clearly.

Huang Yaoshi's pupils suddenly shrank.

He said in a lost voice: "Nine Yin Manual?"

Mu Wanqing was shocked.

As a martial artist in the Song Dynasty.

She was familiar with the Nine Yin Manual.

After all, this magical skill had caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty.

It is said that the entire martial arts world of the Song Dynasty was crazy about it at that time.

People from all walks of life scrambled for it like hungry wolves.

Some people betrayed their masters, and some killed innocent people by any means, just to take the "Nine Yin Manual" for themselves.

And this mysterious manual seemed to be manipulating the fate of all living beings invisibly, making them fall into endless struggles and killings.

It was not until the Huashan Sword Contest that this bloody and cruel competition came to an end.

It can be said that this is a major event that everyone in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty remembers deeply, and its influence continues to this day.

Zhong Ling stretched her neck, like an elegant swan, and her slender neck stretched out a smooth and natural line.

Although she was not very clear about many situations in the "Nine Yin Manual".

I don’t know which sect this magic skill comes from.

I don’t know who created it.

I don’t even know what type of skill it is.

But this did not affect her curiosity at all.

Then the little girl looked at Su Chen with more curiosity.

It is rumored that countless people in the martial arts world fought for this secret book.

Who would have thought.

This shop owner actually put this magic skill directly in a jar for sale.

This is really too unbelievable.

What kind of family is this.

This is too unimaginable.

This is too unimaginable.

This is too unimaginable.

"Ah? Nine Yin Manual? Huang Lao Xie, opened the Nine Yin Manual from the jar?"

In addition to the old naughty boy who is interested in fun things, he couldn’t sit still.

It was as if someone had kicked him hard in the buttocks, and he jumped three feet high and rushed into the store from the corner of the wall.

"Yes, this is the first volume of the Nine Yin Manual."

"It is mainly the two internal skills of Beidou Dafa and Yijing Bone Strengthening Chapter."

"If you practice these two internal skills to perfection, you can connect the yin and yang bridge in your body, connect the qi to heaven and earth, and enter the realm of heaven and man."

"In addition, there are secret techniques such as acupuncture point unlocking, soul transfer, breath holding, and healing."