Is there a clear stream above the clouds?

As soon as he walked to the door, the little guy in the store greeted him with a smile: "A few guest officers are staying in the hotel, right? Come, the three of them are invited-" Then he glanced at Feng Yuan on the horse: "Oh, it's four, and there is a drunken master, please inside, please inside-" Then he took off our clothes and led the horse away, and Crow Yin carried Feng Yuan on his shoulder.

As soon as Raven Yin entered, he spoke: "Store, three rooms." "

When the little guy heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "Okay, please be good, there are three rooms upstairs, upstairs please—our guest room, it's famous for wanting to be in the city, please-".

The guest rooms are on the third floor.

The little servant led the way to Yayin: "Come, these two sons, you two are these two empty rooms." "

I was wondering, when I saw the little guy smile and say to me, "Old lady, you two guests live in this room, and you have arranged for you to have a good suite here."

I looked at Feng Mu with wide eyes, but I saw him raise his hand to me with a smile: "Madame, what's the point, please." "

Then he pushed my back into the room.

After the door was closed, I thought about it for a while, and I was puzzled, and said to myself, "How did he tell that we were husband and wife? Why didn't he say that I was the other people? "

Feng Mu sat down at the tea table, poured two cups of hot tea, took a sip, and said unhurriedly: "I probably saw the wrench on our hands." "

I nodded knowingly, and then touched the wrench on my finger: "I don't know what Mrs. Yuan said about the magic of this wrench?"

He also raised his hand and looked around, and said, "Hmm...... We'll find out later. "

I got up and looked at the room, and there was a big bed at the very back, and the couch at the entrance was also a small bed when the small wooden table on the couch was lifted.

I looked at Feng Mu's body and said, "I sleep on this couch, you sleep on the bed in there, Feng Mu." "

He looked up at me with a smile: "I know that Madame feels sorry for me, but how can I let Madame sleep in this air inlet." "

This voice of Mrs. made me suddenly not know what to answer, but laughed dryly and said, "You are quite involved in acting." "

He drank his tea and was silent.

I chatted with him again, "Now that we've arrived in the city of Wanting Evening, where are we going to start?"

He gently put the teacup on the table: "Tomorrow, when Fengyuan wakes up, let's see his situation." "

I remembered this when I heard him say this, and quickly got up and walked to his side: "By the way, you detoxify Feng Yuan, is it harmful to your body? "

Feng Mu smiled in his eyes: "Madam really cares about me, but it is not a big deal to detoxify this point, if it is a few more times, it will be difficult to say." "

It seemed that he was really fine, and I continued: "By the way, what is the name of your internal strength, I remember that I seem to have heard people mention it before, and it sounds like a very powerful name, what is it called......

He replied, "The wind rises in Kyushu." "

I nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's really domineering, like my internal strength, I don't even have a decent name, but I have recently been practicing a mental method given to me by Master Zhong Chengzi, and I only feel that it is very useful." "

He asked, "What kind of mental method?" I found out, and he was quite interested in martial arts.

I sold a pass: "The powerful No. 1 swordsman in the rivers and lakes, do you want to guess what it is." "

He laughed and gently pinched my cheek.

The moment my fingers touched my face, it felt hot.

I subconsciously stepped back a little, fanned my cheek with my hand, and said, "Guess." "

He held his chin and guessed: "Could it be Dongfang Mo? This mental method is rigid and soft, which is consistent with your Hongchan." "

I shook my head: "No. "

He continued: "Is that a drunken flower? This method of mind is more feminine, huh...... Although Xiao Ling'er looks weak, her temperament is warm, and she doesn't look like it. "

I replied, "Well, yes, it's not a drunken flower." "

He suddenly looked at me with a certain expression: "Are you riding the wind?"

I nodded happily: "Yes, yes, yes! It's amazing, you can guess it, Master Zhong Chengzi has dozens or hundreds of mental methods there, how did you guess it!".

He smiled: "I should have guessed it a long time ago." Then he said seriously: "Xiao Ling'er is absolutely light, and riding the wind is very similar to the core of chasing clouds...... But......" he hesitated.

I put my face on his face and asked, "What's wrong?".

He looked me up and down: "Xiao Ling'er, except for light skills, your other kung fu is really not profound, and it can be seen that the internal strength is not good." "

He was also telling the truth, and I nodded: "Naturally, when I was always on the mountain, my brothers and sisters said that I was the first to escape, and my martial arts were the worst, haha." "

He smiled and shook his head: "That's why I'm weird. This book of riding the wind to go to the heart, when cultivating, it is strong when it is strong, and weak when it is weak. "

I thought about it and planned to tell the truth, so I said to him: "I am also exploring the magic of riding the wind, but I have recently learned that the reason for my poor martial arts and weak internal strength is that my own internal strength is stagnant. Then his expression was a little sad: "If I don't practice this exercise well, I'm afraid I won't survive to adulthood." "

I saw Feng Mu stand up when he heard this, and then stepped forward and grabbed my wrist.

"It hurts—" I cried.

He ignored it, probed my pulse to himself, and then let go of my hand and held my shoulders in surprise and said, "Ling'er, who are you?"

He asked strangely, and I looked at him with a blank expression: "I ...... Ling'er, Yunling, what's wrong?".

He continued: "Your internal force is too strange, how can a person who practices martial arts have a mess like you?" He looked a little angry: "Have you practiced well all these years?".

I was also a little angry when I heard this, of course I have practiced diligently, but martial arts are difficult to improve, and it was not until recently that Master helped me find Master Zhong Chengzi, who had lived in seclusion for many years, and gradually got on the right track.

I replied dissatisfiedly, "Of course I have...... However, whoever called me amazingly poor qualifications, maybe my talent has been taken lightly!".