C17 Heart is broad and body fat senior sister erchun

When I returned from the Internet Cafe in town and found out that everyone had left, I felt my balls hurt.

Just think about it, not only did I just acknowledge him as my teacher, but I've also kowtowed six times. I was still hoping that Master could help me remove the Gu, or at least take me on a journey to gain experience.

Other than leaving me a broken cell phone and the information inside, the only thing left was a senior apprentice sister who was munching on a large basin full of legs and legs.

Tell me, how can I be happy?

I walked over to the dining table and sat down, then I asked Er Chun where they had gone. Er Chun waved her hand, saying that half an hour ago, I received news that Chicken professional had appeared in Xianghu Province, and they had already rushed over.

We are at the border of Huaihua Prefecture, Huaihua Prefecture, and if we drive there, it will only take a few hours.

I felt a little better and asked Master if she left any message for me.

Er Chun waved his oily hands, saying, don't worry, Master will leave you to me. Tomorrow morning, we will set off to the Yunnan, and then we will go abroad to Myanmar to find Master's old lover.

When I heard that Lu Zuo had already arranged everything for me before he left, I finally heaved a sigh of relief. I said, that's good, that's right, some old lover, tell me about it.

When a person is relaxed, it is inevitable that there will be some gossips. Er Chun, on the other hand, is also a woman who has been burning the soul of a gossip, looked left and right, then laughed out loud, calling out to me first, telling me if you had eaten or not, that the braised legs of mine are excellent, that they have been roasted and stewed for an entire day. Do you want to have a taste?

She called out to me, and I looked down. There was a stainless steel bowl of roasted feet on the table, and a dozen of them were dripping with red oil.

I couldn't help but feel hungry, so I picked one up and bit it. The taste was rich, the meat was tender and rotten, the taste was good, it was oily but not greasy, and the smell of the soy sauce assaulted my nose.

Er Chun saw that I was eating heartily and laughed. As he ate, he told me that my master was a rare talent in the world, one who had neither a teacher nor connections, yet managed to bring forth a great reputation with his bare hands, in the martial arts world, his reputation as a scar-faced weirdo was extremely resounding, countless famous devils lost to him and the mottled little Taoist, and they were the ones who shocked the world last year during the battle on the Heavenly Mountain.

I was surprised, and said that it couldn't be, that my cousin Lu Zuo was actually that powerful?

Er Chun waved his hand exaggeratedly and said loudly: "Not only is he powerful, let me tell you this, before Master was injured, during the great battle of Heavenly Mountain, he used his own strength to turn the tide and save the world. At that time, was he really unrivalled in this world? "

You must be bragging, right?

However, she didn't directly point it out. Instead, she said, "The mottled little Taoist you are talking about should be that Cyan Robed Daoist Xiao Keming, right? Why do you call him mottled little Taoist?"

Er Chun sneakily said to me: "This is the nickname that our master gave him. He called us master 'microtoxicant', and although Master called him 'Old Xiao', he called him 'mottled little Taoist' behind his back. This is what they call it, we can't do it, the mottled little Taoist is currently the sect master of the Maoshan Sect, and is a famous person in the martial arts world, an existence countless people look up to … "

What, that green clothed Taoist is the head of the Mao Mountain's Taoists?

Is it true?

I thought back to that Daoist in green who had grabbed me and talked about the wind and moon in the south. Even though I was very grateful to him for being friendly with me and for speaking kindly on my behalf, I still didn't quite believe him.

What kind of Maoshan Sect exists in this world?

If there really was one, shouldn't it be a white-haired old Daoist with a white beard? How could it be a frivolous Daoist with the attribute of a wolf friend?

After listening to Er Chun's bragging, I decided to keep what she said to a certain extent, and didn't dare to believe it all.

After thinking for a moment, I smiled and said that their relationship was really good. Even though it's called unique, it gave off a good feeling to others. What do you think?

These two have known each other from the moment they met for six years, and spent most of their time together, living and dying together. Even though there seemed to be a lot of intimate friends between the masters, there was not a single one who was truly together, and right now, it seemed like they were playing Little demoness together. No matter how I looked at it, there shouldn't be a problem with the two of them, right?

Uh...

I was just casually saying it just now, we are both Lu Zuo's disciples, is there a need for us to slander our master like that?

Besides, even if it's true, it's still due to master's gender orientation. Do you have to be so excited?

I decided not to pursue these details anymore, so as to avoid talking about the things that were wrong with her, when it reaches Lu Zuo's ears, that would be wrong. After all, I'm different from Er Chun, she's magnanimous and fat, so anything can be said.

Instead of answering her, I asked where I was going.

Er Chun told me that he told me that we were going to the White River Seedling Gu, and that we were migrating from the Red River in the Yunnan to Myanmar.

Master had saved her life before, and she had even taken the White River Seedling Gu's Great God as her master. I can tell from the way she talks to our master that they are siblings, but I can tell that she has always been thinking about our master. I feel that if it wasn't for Little demoness, the two of them might have become a couple.

I thought for a moment and asked how their relationship was. It couldn't be that they hated each other and ended up in a mess, right?

Er Chun seemed to have seen through my thoughts, he laughed and said, don't worry, Human Xuerui is a girl from a noble family, she wouldn't be so narrow-minded, no, you go over, she will do her best to treat you, it's not a problem.

She patted her chest in guarantee. Even though I don't trust this eldest senior sister who runs the train, I still have something to eat.

The ground was covered with bones. Er Chun used his greasy palm to pat my shoulder and said, Oh no, I can't tell that you're also a big-bellied guy, but my Master will probably not scold me for being a foodie in the future. However, you have to say it earlier since you can eat so much.

Wait, Comrade Er Chun, are you a pig? You have at least eaten more than 10 legs, how can you not be full?

In retrospect, the reason I was able to eat so much probably wasn't because of my original intention, but because of the Blood Gathering Gu that was inside it alone.

My body is empty, my stomach is missing half, and the reason I don't feel pain is all because of the Blood Gathering Gu's anesthetic effect.

So the nutrition that I absorbed, is probably all that the Blood Gathering Gu needs, right?

That night, I rested inside Lu Zuo's bamboo garden. The room was right next to Er Chun's, and although this bamboo house looked elegant and clean, the soundproofing was actually not that strong. My senior sister had a good appetite and had a good sleep, she laid down right after nightfall, and her snores never stopped.

At first I didn't feel it, but after a while I realized that her snores were as loud as those of a train, and that in the heat of the moment the entire bamboo house was shaking with her.

Gulp, gulp, gulp …

Oh my god, Senior Sister Er Chun, are you sure you're a girl? Why do I feel like you're a human bear?

That said, I was still full of respect for my senior sister and didn't dare disturb her. I lay in bed alone, downloading a PDF text reader with the pitiful amount of money I'd just bought from my new phone card, and then I put the USB drive in and read it carefully.

The first page was the title of the book. There were a total of twelve parts: Dip the Altar, Sermon, Witch Doctor, Parasite, Glyph, Forbidden Spell, Divination, Rain Prayer, Dream, Body Plague, Fearful God, and Solid.

The whole book was written in Traditional Chinese characters, with a lot of scribbled notes, diagrams and experiences, as well as some mixed feelings.

Most of the contents were very profound. I didn't really understand most of it, so I scrolled left and right, picking out and reading some miscellaneous information. I roughly knew that this information was written by someone called the Mountain Pavilion Fool, while the part in the note was written by another person.

It seems to be called Luo Shiba.

I'm not sure.

The following day, Er Chun knocked on my door, told me to eat a sumptuous breakfast, and then sealed the bamboo garden with a lock. Then, together with me, we sat on the bus to the county city.

What we are going to do next is go to the borders of the Yunnan, and then go to Myanmar.