Five Years Training Waist, Three Years Training Kidneys

The Red-Eyed Girl in the bedroom had her red lips slightly parted, her bright eyes wide, staring in disbelief at the man in the living room who she had just felt sorry for.

After all, she had practiced the Yin Yang Polarization Hand for so long without much progress, and this guy learned it after just one look? Besides, it's not just a matter of whether you can learn it after one look, where did he get the move software and cultivation meridians?

"How... how do you know the Yin Yang Polarization Hand?"

Ji Qinglin said blankly:

"Didn't you just teach it to me?"

The Red-Eyed Girl almost spat blood when she heard this, thinking, You know it was just taught? Besides, you can't learn it without accessories and move software!

"Impossible! How did you learn it? Did you also install the Yin Yang Polarization Hand software? Is there a cracked version in Bangkok?"

As she spoke, the Red-Eyed Girl prepared to get out of bed, but because the sensation in her left leg hadn't fully recovered, she almost fell and sat back down.

Ji Qinglin also realized that he had misspoke just now, and explained with a smile as he entered the room, "Where would I get the money to buy a cultivation suit or move software? I just installed a simulation suit on my body that can simulate the moves I see, but in reality, it can only simulate the appearance to fool people, it has no practical effect."

Although the Red-Eyed Girl was skeptical, this seemed to be the only reasonable explanation.

Otherwise, her twenty years of modern cultivation worldview would probably completely collapse.

Ji Qinglin changed the subject in a timely manner, "How does your leg feel?"

"Still in the recovery stage, but I estimate I'll be able to move in another two or three hours."

Seeing Ji Qinglin sit down on the edge of the bed, the Coal Boss on his shoulder also became bolder and flew directly in front of the Red-Eyed Girl, looking her up and down.

"Your bird is quite cute, does it have a name?"

Not wanting to reveal personal information, Ji Qinglin replied casually:

"Beggar Chicken."

Not only the Red-Eyed Girl, but even the Coal Boss was stunned: Gah? "You live here?"

"Why are you asking that?"

As her left leg gradually recovered, the Red-Eyed Girl's tone also softened, explaining, "I was just thinking that after escaping this calamity, I should at least thank you for your help today."

Ji Qinglin thought to himself that he absolutely couldn't tell her where he lived, after all, he really "used his hand" to help today, and he didn't know if this girl would retaliate at that time, so he lied, "Just owe me the favor for now, I don't expect you people who are being hunted to repay anything. I live here, but most of the time I go to Bangkok to work."

"Hmph, I will naturally thank you for what I should thank you for, at least I won't let you suffer."

"What? Do you want to pin me down and shake the bed too?"

"You! Shameless!"

The matter that had been suppressed in the back of her mind was brought up again by Ji Qinglin's words. The Red-Eyed Girl's jade face, which had just returned to normal, flushed again, thinking that this guy was quite handsome, but his mouth was really poisonous.

With a cold snort, she grabbed the Coal Boss, who had just been given the title "Beggar Chicken," and moved backward, listlessly stroking its black feathers.

The Coal Boss, who would suckle anyone who offered milk, didn't resist much, but instead moved closer, looking left and right, pecking.

In this situation, neither of them dared to rest easily, unsure of the other's identity.

Beep beep—

Just as Ji Qinglin was about to find another topic, the small box on the Red-Eyed Girl's waist beeped twice. Ji Qinglin recognized that it was a popular communicator on the black market, with only positioning and messaging functions. Although the functions were simple, it could only be used in pairs, so it was almost impossible to be tracked.

The Red-Eyed Girl visibly breathed a sigh of relief after looking at the information on the communicator, and raised her head, "The people picking me up will be here soon."

Perhaps afraid that the people picking her up would see her sitting in someone else's bedroom in this state was inappropriate, the Red-Eyed Girl put the reluctant Coal Boss in her arms aside, pulled open the quilt, and got off the bed.

But because her left leg hadn't fully recovered, she walked with a limp. Seeing this, Ji Qinglin had no choice but to see it through to the end, stepping forward to support the Red-Eyed Girl and helping her to the sofa in the living room.

The message seemed to have given the Red-Eyed Girl a lot of comfort, and it was clear that she wasn't as nervous as she had been.

She had almost stumbled into the courtyard in the dark before, so she hadn't carefully examined the appearance of the living room. Now it seemed that although this place was simple, it was cleaned fairly neatly. There were many books on the bookshelf next to it, and even several books were thrown on the sofa.

Truly, the poor study literature, the rich practice martial arts. Although life was a bit precarious, being able to study diligently showed that this young man was very motivated.

Thinking this, the Red-Eyed Girl casually picked up two books to see the contents, but she was stunned when she opened them.

Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Postures Mini-Album, Five Years Training Waist, Three Years Training Kidneys. What are these? The drawings are actually quite detailed, could that entire bookshelf be filled with books like these? No wonder he's so frivolous!

Having so many books, could it be that this guy wants to rely on these books to train certain aspects of his abilities, to seduce rich women in Bangkok and avoid decades of detours? Well, he is handsome, but his character and his mouth are really... Hearing the girl say that the people picking her up would be here soon, the vigilant Ji Qinglin observed the situation at the door a few more times, afraid that the Guard Team would be waiting for her, and didn't notice that the girl next to him had begun to look through the books on the sofa, and was looking at him with a strange look.

Turning his head, he was also startled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The Red-Eyed Girl coldly tossed aside the Five Years Training Waist, Three Years Training Kidneys: "No wonder you're so lewd, hoarding so much 'study material' that's too horrible to look at."

Ji Qinglin naturally knew what those books were, cleared his throat, and explained in a deep voice:

"These books aren't mine."

Having finally found a breakthrough for personal attacks, the Red-Eyed Girl naturally wouldn't give up, saying in a strange tone, "I understand, they must belong to some friend you've never met."

Ji Qinglin was too lazy to explain. Just as he was about to go out and take a look, he heard the sound of a vehicle stopping outside the small courtyard. But when he looked up, he didn't see any lights.

"Looks like the person picking you up has arrived."

"Are you changing the subject?"

Ji Qinglin helplessly turned back and glared at the Red-Eyed Girl, but when he turned his head again, he discovered that a thin, dark figure had silently jumped into the courtyard at some point. Like a ghost, he was silently rushing towards him.

Ji Qinglin was different from how he used to be. The moment the thought of dodging formed, the Big Dipper Map opened.

The thin, dark figure stretched out his left hand to grab, seemingly wanting to press down on Ji Qinglin's neck. But due to the Big Dipper Map's intelligent evasion function, Ji Qinglin leaned his head back and jumped to the side, barely dodging the sudden grab. After stabilizing himself, he immediately pulled out the pistol from his waist.

However, the thin, dark figure didn't intend to pursue at all. Seeing that the attack had missed but had forced the opponent back, he immediately flashed and protected the Red-Eyed Girl behind him.

Only then did Ji Qinglin see the person clearly. It was an old man wearing a neat black Tang suit, half a head shorter than him, with an extremely thin figure. Even after rushing in like that, not a single strand of his gray hair was out of place. He had a mustache, and although there were some traces of time on his face, his eagle eyes, which were fixed on him, gave off an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Before Ji Qinglin could ask, the Red-Eyed Girl explained:

"Uncle Mo, don't be nervous, he helped me."