Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

It is human nature to avoid.

If there is a life-saving straw in front of you, everyone will find a way to grab it.

The authorities were obsessed with it. Even if Fu Quanliang's behavior was different, Song Tonghai was not willing to think too much about it at the moment.

Fu Quanliang did not retreat for a long time and came out of seclusion the next day. As soon as he came out of seclusion, he made various demands to Song Tonghai.

They want delicacies from the mountains and seas, century-old cellars, and beautiful concubines and dancing girls.

Song Tonghai followed all these instructions, but the overwhelming expenses were already unbearable for the Song family.

Most of the Song family's savings have been given away in batches. The last large sum of savings, which was at the bottom of the box, was all given to Chu Zheng by Song Lingxue. Now it is all in Song Yun's hands, and there is really not much left.

In desperation, Song Tonghai could only mortgage the Song family's ancestral home in exchange for a sum of gold and silver. From the largest brothel in Luofeng City, he invited more than a dozen singers and former courtesans for Fu Quanliang's enjoyment.

At the same time, Song Tonghai also invited the best chefs in the city to collect all kinds of ingredients just to serve Fu Quanliang alone.

In this way, the money naturally flowed out like water, and the daily expenses were at least a thousand taels of silver.

The courtyard where Fu Quanliang is located has almost become a fairyland on earth. The sweet sounds of silk and bamboo are played day and night, and the music and songs are played and debauched.

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Chu Zheng saw all Fu Quanliang's words and deeds, and he had almost figured out the context of the matter.

The hundred-day period is getting closer and closer, and Chu Zheng hopes that Fu Quanliang can buy more time.

At noon, Song Lingxue walked into Chu Zheng's courtyard carrying her baggage.

"The old medicines in the treasury are basically empty. Only these elixirs are left. I have asked someone to pay attention to them. If I encounter century-old medicines, I will try my best to help you keep them."

Chu Zheng took the baggage handed over by Song Lingxue and glanced at it casually. Most of them were Jingyuan Dan, Zhuanggu Powder and other common medicinal materials, which were better than nothing.

If he wants to practice the Dragon and Tiger Body Chapter, he cannot do without the elixir. However, in this mortal world, the elixir is too rare. Occasionally it is obtained by mortals, and it will soon be pocketed by major forces, and then paid tribute to the deceased. The hidden immortal sect.

In desperation, Chu Zheng could only use these ordinary medicinal materials as a substitute. The energy of the plants and trees he absorbed, even if there was some difference in the potency of the medicine, could still promote the cultivation of the dragon and tiger body, but the speed was much slower.

As for using spiritual energy to stimulate the physical body, this can be completely replaced by the essence of the sun and moon.

After delivering the medicine, Song Lingxue sat down in the courtyard without leaving.

Chu Zheng did not shy away from her. He poured out a few Jingyuan Pills and put them into his mouth. He took off his shirt and began to absorb the essence of the sun.

Under the sun, his strong muscles and bones were visibly undulating, as if he was breathing, and he soon broke out in a thin sweat.

At first, Song Lingxue felt a little embarrassed, but then she gradually got used to it after seeing it more.

After a long while, Chu Zheng slowly opened his eyes and spit out the remaining medicine residue in his mouth.

Song Lingxue walked up to him and handed him a handkerchief. Not far away, there was a bucket of well water.

Chu Zheng took the handkerchief, wiped his body with well water, and said casually: "So Fu Quanliang is still like that today?"

"Well, I ate a suckling pig in the morning, half a sheep and three bear paws at noon. My appetite is getting better and better."

Song Lingxue frowned slightly and sighed: "A starving ghost is reincarnated, as if he only has a few days left to live."

Chu Zheng responded with silence. After so many days, even Song Lingxue saw the problem.

"Why did you come back that day?" Song Lingxue's eyes dimmed slightly: "Helping the Song family, for you, is just pulling chestnuts from the fire, without any benefit."

"I'll try my best. If things go against my will, I will escape and I won't take you with me."

Chu Zheng made his thoughts clear without being secretive.

Song Tonghai and Song Lingxue are the main targets. If they are taken away, Chu Zheng cannot leave.

When the time comes, Chu Zheng will naturally choose to give up.

Being able to leave Luofeng City safely this time is enough to prove that he is not within the target range. He has the method of observing Qi, and his strength can be known at a glance. If he is really outmatched, he can just leave.

He would not do anything stupid that would cost him his life.

But the current situation is far from that point. There is still room for struggle, so there is no harm in giving it a try.

"That's good."

Hearing Chu Zheng's overly straightforward words, Song Lingxue felt as if a huge stone had fallen in her heart. She felt a lot more relaxed and had a smile on her face:

"I always feel...it would be a pity if you died like this."

"What a pity, everyone will die eventually, it may be heavier than Mount Tai, or it may be lighter than a feather."

Chu Zheng whispered: "Today, your and my death are like feathers in this world."

"Is this also in the book?" Song Lingxue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"yes."

Chu Zheng put on his clothes and walked towards the house: "How many things did you find that I asked you to find?"

He needs to increase the level of the restorer and cannot do without some valuable incomplete antiquities. The older and more rare they are, the more experience he will gain after restoration.

Chu Zheng had already repaired everything in the Song family that could be repaired. He even deliberately broke a few items after repairing them and repaired them again, but he did not gain any experience.

This forced him to think of ways outside the house and let Song Lingxue search for some from other places.

"I have put them all in the treasury for you. They are basically old things that cannot be repaired. They are thrown around in various houses without any money."

Song Lingxue followed Chu Zheng into the room and naturally sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Do you have anything else?" Chu Zheng frowned.

"I...have been practicing a lot lately, and my muscles and bones are feeling a little uncomfortable."

Song Lingxue's eyes were a little evasive and she lowered her head: "Can you use that pediatric massage method and give me some massage?"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Chu Zheng stepped forward quickly and put a hand on Song Lingxue's shoulder. No prompt came from the panel.

"It's nothing serious, no need..."

Before Chu Zheng finished speaking, Song Lingxue suddenly raised her hand and suppressed the hand he was about to withdraw, still lowering her head:

"I still feel a little uncomfortable."

After a long silence, Chu Zheng withdrew his hand:

"No need."

Before she finished speaking, Song Lingxue stood up suddenly and walked quickly to the door.

Before going out, she stopped, turned back suddenly, and asked, "Chu Zheng, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Chu Zheng was a little dazed. After pondering for a moment, he gave an ambiguous evaluation: "Smart man."

In his opinion, Song Lingxue is a person who knows what she wants and what she should give up.

Knowing the trade-offs is sometimes great wisdom.

However, in the current situation, being good at weighing the pros and cons is of no use. Things are unpredictable, and there are not so many choices for you.

"I feel like... I'm quite bad sometimes."

Song Lingxue twitched her lips, opened the door and walked out, feeling the wind blowing under her feet.

It wasn't until she walked out of the courtyard where Chu Zheng was that Song Lingxue slowed down. For a moment, her legs and feet felt a little weak, and she leaned against the roadside with one hand on the wall.

After a while, she bent down, covered her face with her hands, and whispered from between her fingers:

"Despicable."