Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 290 Being Disliked ([-])

Hu Qing is also vacillating. Before, she believed that her spiritual power transformed her body, and her flexibility was greatly improved. Yoga and Pilates are trivial matters, but after watching Shui Xin's soft body technique, she realized that the soft body here is not that time at all. thing.Although contortion here also has various extreme movements, it is essentially to maintain the musculoskeletal state in the best condition from the inside.

It also has the function of developing acupoints!

Therefore, this is simply a set of body cultivation techniques!

"Mom, do I really want to learn? I can't do that."

Hu Qing swallowed hard, the posture is not important, it is to use specific movements to force her spiritual power to develop her body potential, Shui Xin did it easily, but she hurts just looking at it.

She lowered her head and looked at Hu Nuan: "In this case, Mom can't make up her mind. Go back and ask the elder who taught you how to cultivate your body. Don't say that uncle taught you, just say that Mom bought it for you."

Speaking of this, Hu Qing hurriedly went to the refining room to find Shui Xin: "Can you tell others about the soft body technique? Will it cause you trouble?"

Shui Xin: "No, I got it from my adventures, and not everyone can practice it. Oh, if you can't learn it, forget it."

Hu Qing:. There is no after-sales guarantee.

He said to Hu Nuan: "Go back and ask the elders, let's listen to other people's opinions with an open mind."

Hu Nuan nodded, Elder Shishi would definitely not agree, definitely not.

In the afternoon, Hu Nuan obediently went to the study and took out a large paper to write in big characters. Hu Qing knew something was wrong when she saw her erratic eyes, and called out slowly: "Xiao Nuan?"

Hu Nuan groaned, "It's all the master's fault."

Hu Qing: "Mother doesn't care if your master is good or not, come, tell me what you have done."

Come back and talk so much, only talk about Guguang City, it seems that the crime was committed in Chaohuazong.

Hu Nuan was still humming, and Hu Qing raised his voice: "Stretch out your hand."

Hu Nuan immediately put her two little hands behind her back and confessed leniently.

Hu Qing didn't get angry, just worried, the child is so young, how can she know how to cover up and conceal, it turns out that her baby has the ability to see through, so why does she feel that she is on the same level as Hu Huahua?
"Can you see behind the wall?"

Hu Nuan said, "I can feel it."

Hu lightly touched his left wrist.

Silk cloth said: "She has stronger spiritual sense than ordinary people, and so do you. This kind of situation is not uncommon in the fairy world."

Hu Qing relaxed his heart, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's a good thing. But good things have to be covered by ourselves, just like how many spirit stones my mother has is a secret of our family, and I can't tell others. Others will steal it if they find out. You Such a small child, being snatched away and unable to see my mother, how sad my mother is."

Hu Nuan suddenly felt aggrieved, and threw herself into her arms: "Mom, master punished me for writing big characters."

Ouch, my baby has been wronged, and it is obviously a good thing to be punished.

"Don't be afraid, mom will write for you."

Hu Nuan is so moved, star-eyed, mother is the best.

When Hu Qing finished writing the three sheets, Hu Nuan's emotion faded away, and his face was numb: "Mom, go and do your work, I'll do it myself."

Hu Qing: "."

Ahem, I was disgusted.

Unconvinced: "Mom used to write beautifully."

Slightly guilty, in fact, it is just so-so, and the middle and upper reaches can still be rated.

The little adult Hu Nuan sighed: "I forgot that my mother learned the characters here later than I did. It is already very good to write like this. Mom, let's go to work."

Yo, is this an old mother who dislikes your useless family?

Hu Nuan: "Mom is already great, but mother won't be good at everything."

Hu Qing has nothing to say, she is using what she used to teach her daughter to educate her, she somehow feels that when she goes to the university for the elderly, she will end up with a child who has nothing to do with her old mother.

Heart, sore.

Look, look, this is the fate of bear parents who do not seek to make progress!
"You wait, mom will write better than you sooner or later."

Hu Nuan waved her small hands: "Mom is the best, I know, go get busy, Mom."

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Hu Qing went downstairs in embarrassment, pushed away the refining room, and complained to Shui Xin: "Is my mother not working hard enough? Then Qiao Yu is also sick. She is only a few years old when she is punished for writing big characters. She has the ability to punish her." I will."

Shui Xin is speechless, it is unlucky for a good master to meet a parent like you.

"Don't bother me, go about your business. Oh, dinner is ready and brought in."

Hu Qing curled his lips, one and two, they both disliked him so much.

"Your refining furnace looks ordinary."

Shui Xin used her refining furnace to further process the four beads, including her own.He said: "One, two, or three of your family all have secrets to hide. Let me cover them up for you. I'm not very good at refining weapons. You can make do with them. Whether you can hide them well depends on luck."

Hu lightly paused, and muttered in a low voice: "Who doesn't have a secret anymore, which monk dares to reveal all his hole cards."

Shui Xin glanced at her: "Don't expose."

Hu Qing coughed: "You have worked hard, I will cook for you."

The dead monk's eyes seemed to be able to see through all her secrets.

Silk cloth thought, the little monk can pretend, so he can't see through, after all, even he can't fully see through Hu Qing.

"Find a quiet place."

Hu Qing was taken aback, looked inside the house, went to the backyard, and went up to the tree house.

"What?"

Silk cloth: "Of course it's to see the baby."

what baby?
"Take out that blue-purple box."

It turned out to be that one, Hu Qing took out the box, and said strangely: "This is the treasure you said? There are so many jade boxes and spirit stones."

Silk cloth taunted: "Those things are just rubbish on the side of the road when they go to the fairy world."

Hu Qing also laughed at it: "Why do you follow an ordinary person who treats garbage as a treasure?"

Silk cloth gas: "How do you remember me as the master in your own memories?"

Hu Qing: "Didn't you find it yourself?"

If there is a body, the silk cloth must be in pain at this time, it slowed down: "Stop talking nonsense, do as I say."

Hu Qing shook the box, but there was no movement inside: "Do you want to admit the Lord with blood?"

Silk cloth sneered: "What good things are you thinking of? You think this is rubbish on the side of the road."

Hu Qing: "Aren't you the master of blood?"

Silk cloth choked: "You forced me hard!"

Hu Qing rolled her eyes, I didn't mean it, who told you to turn into a rag, if you turned into a stone, why would I use you to wrap the wound?
It's better not to talk about it anymore, it's all about fate, and fate is something that can't be controlled at all.

"Bite your fingertips and draw as I say."

Hu lightly bit the tip of his index finger and muttered, "Isn't it necessary to use blood?"

The silk cloth just pretended not to hear: "Draw a gossip map. Do you know how to draw a gossip map?"

Hu light black face, gossip, so bloody.

I drew it, painted it on the box cover, and bit my finger twice in the middle.

When she finished painting and thought it was over, Silk Bu said calmly, "Paint the other five sides as well."

Hu Qing: "."

She suspected that the rags were taking revenge on her.

It's not just gossip, she can do any amount of gossip.

Bite your finger hard, we are also a ruthless person.

Silk cloth is satisfied, although I didn't intend to torture you, but I am really happy.

(End of this chapter)