I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Bearing weight of 50 kg.

Of course it is fifty kilograms per square meter.

As long as you take bigger steps and slow down, there won't be much of a problem.

Things will be perfect if you take it slow; people will be at peace if they take it slow.

Jiang Chen acted cautiously and after stepping on a tile and cracking it, he still managed to sit next to the person.

Very close.

The kind where clothes stick to clothes.

Lan Peizhi's flying hair fell on his neck, like a naughty little girl tickling him.

"Please teach me a few moves of your Taoist secrets. I don't ask for much. I just want to be able to easily climb a two or three meter high wall."

The magical skills that can move mountains and seas on TV are definitely bullshit.

However, Jiang Chen began to think that the secret to being as light as a swallow might really exist.

No matter what their body shape is, the movements of people who practice martial arts always make people feel particularly graceful and light.

A Taoist priest said in an interview that he should believe in science, then turned around and jumped off a 20-meter-high slope and went home to eat.

"Want to learn?"

Jiang Chen, who thought he would be rejected or ignored, nodded without thinking.

“Tuition is expensive.”

"..."

money?
Money is not a problem for Boss Jiang.

"As long as you are willing to teach, I will build temples for you in all the first- and second-tier cities across the country."

This is really treating others as Bodhisattvas, who need incense and offerings to raise the power of faith.

But no matter what, the desire to study is sincere, and he does have the ability.

If this is really built, I don’t know if I can ascend to heaven, but at least it can be considered as the founding of a sect!

This is the power of money.

When wealth reaches a certain level, mortals can practice Taoism and create gods!

"Third and fourth tier cities."

"Third and fourth tier cities don't matter much, and you shouldn't care about the little money from poor people."

This is the attainment of language.

I didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in heaven, but the ceilings of historical buildings were higher than modern bungalows. However, Comrade Jiang Chen certainly didn't have acrophobia, and sitting on the roof to enjoy the moon was an unprecedented experience.

"Why did you leave in such a hurry last night?"

With his hands casually placed on his knees, Jiang Chen felt comfortable and relaxed. It would have been even better if his hair wasn't itchy from time to time.

"I didn't even have time to talk to you."

Lan Peizhi did not answer.

Jiang Chen looked into the distance with him, "Has that secret code always worked?"

Shameless.

Do you really treat him as a bodyguard or a firefighter?
"Next time, you can try it."

Jiang Chen smiled.

try?
Similar situations are undoubtedly life-and-death moments. If the attempt fails, you will have to appeal to the King of Hell.

"Let's discuss it."

Jiang Chen still didn't turn his head, "I'll open a monthly or annual package, and you can decide the service fee."

People are heroes and money is courage.

Without trillions of assets, I really wouldn’t have that kind of tone.

In fact, Jiang Chen wanted to mention Bao Zhongsheng, but he didn't mention it.

It’s not that he’s afraid of the other person turning against him, but think about it - Lan Peizhi is older than him. It’s okay now, but when he is in his sixties or seventies, does he still need an old woman who is older than him to protect his safety?

Isn’t that the score from Liliyuan?

I'm afraid he will have to take care of the other person by then.

As an outstanding entrepreneur, from a business perspective, this deal is too unprofitable and not cost-effective.

"You mean, you want to support me?"

Jiang Chen's heart suddenly started to beat fast and he almost slipped down. He turned his head immediately and saw that the man was motionless and calm.

After all, I have lived for more than thirty years.

Even if he slipped through the nine-year compulsory education, it is impossible that he did not understand the meaning of the word "keeping a sponsor", right?

This misunderstanding must not occur.

Even if you don’t understand it now, who can guarantee that you won’t learn it in the future?

"That's not how you keep a mistress!"

Jiang Chen quickly corrected, righteously, "Keeping a spouse is a relationship based on economic transactions, where one party provides money, material support or care in life to the other party in exchange for affection, companionship or..."

Ok.

Quite a comprehensive and detailed explanation!
I almost couldn't brake!

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, otherwise it will easily cause misunderstanding."

Jiang Chen then emphasized.

"Why are you so nervous? I don't eat people."

You don't eat people.

But you kill people.

Those foreigners died in such a painful way last night.

and many more!

what happened.

Does she understand the meaning of "keeping a sponsor"?
The reason why Jiang Chen was nervous was not because he was afraid that she didn't understand, but because he was afraid that she - understood but pretended not to understand.

There is a saying that goes well.

It is inevitable that a thief will feel guilty.

"That Luo Wenzhou, is he a member of the Imperial Guard?"

Jiang Chen decisively changed the subject, "Or is it the East Factory?"

"..."

How humorous.

Lan Peizhi was silent for a while, then said calmly, "West Factory."

Okay.

Better sense of humor!
You ask me what the West Factory is? I solve the cases that the East Factory cannot solve, and I handle the things that the East Factory dare not handle. In a word, I execute first and report later. This is the privilege of the emperor. This is the West Factory!

Jiang Chen was instantly filled with awe, and at the same time, his heart skipped a beat.

Lan Peizhi even knows jokes about "Western Factory", so how could he not know the meaning of keeping a mistress?

Did you really feel something?
"Have you checked it out?"

Lampe asked.

"How can it be so fast? It's not even 24 hours yet. Bang."

Jiang Chen shook his head and slapped the mosquito at the same time. "At present, we only know that those people entered the country with fake identities. Many multinational companies are involved. The power of the mastermind behind this is not insignificant."

"But this operation failed. They suffered heavy losses and exposed many of their carefully hidden spies. I forgot to bring you a banner."

This was inspired by Princess Cao.

"Then what are you here for?"

"..."

The sudden question made Jiang Chen choke and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Then he said, "Can't I thank you in my own name? You should not lack that silk banner anyway."

A long time ago, he didn't quite understand why there were people like Lan Peizhi in this era.

Now he understood.

No matter which direction the wheel of history moves, the world will never be simply black and white, but colorful gray.

Like——

"Snapped."

Jiang Chen slapped another mosquito to death.

Just like – humans can never eliminate mosquitoes and can only coexist with them.

"Thank you? With empty hands?"

"Can't you see? I clearly have a sincere heart."

After getting used to this height, Jiang Chen, who was sitting on the roof, gradually relaxed, sniffing the indescribable fragrance wafting around him, without any shame.

"Are you wearing perfume?"

he asks.

"What brand? It smells nice. I'll buy some for Shurui and send it back."

Such divine figures.

Do you wear perfume?
Obviously not.

This is not critical.

The point is that even if you spray perfume, what's the point of buying the same one and sending it to your girlfriend?
Just like wearing the same clothes.

Women have always been averse to others having the same smell as themselves.

"Want to learn martial arts?"

Lan Peizhi asked suddenly.

Jiang Chen nodded decisively, "I do."

"Jump down from here and I'll teach you."

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze from that beautiful face to the ground and was silent for a moment.

"You take me for an idiot."

If I were in normal health, I would have taken a chance, but now, I can't take the risk.

Boss Jiang is indeed very sober.

Even if the actions seemed reckless at times, they were actually well prepared in advance, except for the time when they rescued Li Shurui on the Tiantangzhai plank road.

He was not fooled and was extremely rational, but the key question was, did he have the right to choose?

A scream announced the answer. In fact, Jiang Chen had been alert after being rejected, but there was no place to hide on the roof several meters high.

Simultaneously.

He became more and more demanding and clearly began to despise other people's cruelty.

With the powerful "assistance", Comrade Jiang Chen, who was sitting steadily on the roof, lost his balance and rolled down gracefully and magnificently. After falling heavily to the ground, he rolled several more times.

"my leg--"

Jiang Chen, who was covered in dust, hugged his left leg and grimaced. Even when he was surrounded last night, he didn't show such a painful expression.

But yes.

Compared to those ghosts, isn’t Bloody Guanyin more terrifying?
But who can blame them?

Even when joking, you have to know when to stop and have a sense of boundaries.

It was clearly his fault that he kept pressing on. He brought this upon himself.

"I have broken my leg--"

It looks like it really hurts.

Jiang Chen hugged his legs and kept shouting, without any manly burden at all.

Lampezhi sat high on the roof, watching him lying on the ground wailing, indifferently, until half a minute passed, when the bright figure on the roof disappeared, revealing a full moon.

"boom."

Land lightly.

Smart and elegant.

Also without the help of tools.

Really hammered.

He definitely knows Qinggong!

"Quick, call 120 for me!"

Sweat beaded on his forehead.

Ok.

Even the best actors can't achieve such acting skills.

Comrade Jiang Chen looked like he had fallen pretty hard and was injured. Plus, he was caught off guard and with the addition of buffs, his leg might really be broken.

"Do you still want to learn?"

Lampezi turned a blind eye and looked down at the guy sitting on the ground, condescending.

Also.

How could there be any waves?

It's not her who is in pain.

Someone who had gone too far tasted the price. He covered his left leg, unable to speak due to the pain. All he could do was breathe rapidly and sweat profusely.

He watched indifferently and waited for another half a minute before Lan Peizhi took some action and squatted down.

"Hands away."

Jiang Chen let go.

A pair of deceptively soft hands pressed down on his calves instead.

As a martial artist, I really don't know why my hands look so good.

There was a "click".

Jiang Chen didn't even react yet, he just felt the unbearable pain receding like the tide.

Aren’t these hands specially used for killing?
How to use it to save people.

Lan Peizhi has stood up again.

Jiang Chen sat on the ground and tried to twist his dislocated left leg, and found that it was back to normal.

He raised the back of his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, sat down on the ground tiredly, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Say thank you?
Someone pushed him down.

Rebuke it.

His leg was healed...

Is this what it feels like to be helpless, loving and hating at the same time?

"You are not cut out for martial arts."

Okay.

How hypocritical.

It was obvious that he was venting his personal anger, even a fool could see it, but he pretended to be testing Jiang Chen's aptitude.

Jiang Chen almost laughed out of anger.

Isn't righteousness the mask he often wears?
It stole his character.

"call--"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath.

Even if you know that the other party is taking advantage of the situation, what can you do?
There is simply no reason to refute it.

It was he who took the initiative to propose to learn martial arts from others. If he wants to learn martial arts secrets, there must be some threshold, right?
Buddhism only saves people of the Yuan Dynasty.

"Can you please say hello before you do anything?"

He sat on the ground and didn't rush to get up. "You can fix my broken leg, but what if I hit my head? Can you fix it?"

"Everyone is born with destiny."

Jiang Chen was stunned and wanted to laugh again.

Ok.

Finally, the Taoist master's nature was revealed.

"I admit defeat!"

Jiang Chen was dejected. He thought that after all the careful planning up to this point, he and the other party could have some feelings for each other, but he had no idea that the reality was so bleak.

"This is not a place to cool off."

If someone is beaten, an order to leave will be issued.

In fact, Lan Peizhi naturally has feelings as well.

With her strength, she would definitely know the possible consequences of falling from the roof.

Although this person is not a master, he is physically stronger than an average person.

If this can make someone become a fool, then it's just like what she said.

What a blessing.

"Help me."

Jiang Chen raised his arm, signaling the other party to help him, but was ignored.

Ok.

There shouldn't be any other meaning.

Maybe she just disliked the fact that his hands were covered in dirt and dust and were too dirty.

Seeing him so "cold-blooded and heartless", Jiang Chen seemed to realize the truth. He stopped talking and stood up by himself, supporting himself on the ground.

then.

He stamped his foot tentatively.

There was indeed nothing unusual.

This method, this technique.

It would be a pity not to get a massage.

As if he found it unbelievable, after stamping his feet, he inexplicably started jogging on the spot again. It really looked like he had a problem with his brain.

Lampezhi looked at his neurotic behavior without saying a word and didn't continue to waste time with him.

Turn around.

She is going to bed.

But at this time.

"Snapped!"

Lampezhi froze suddenly, then turned around.

Someone who was so daring had already run a long way, like an athlete sprinting a hundred meters, without even looking back, his casual shoes almost smoking from the steps.

It turns out that the jogging in place just now was not only to check the condition of my legs, but also a warm-up exercise.

Lan Peizhi's expression changed again and again.

But time doesn't stop for anyone.

Comrade Jiang Chen won’t do that either.

To say that he ran a 100-meter sprint would be an understatement. He looked like he was running for his life, as if there was a ghost chasing him. When he rushed into the front yard and saw the aunt, he didn't even bother to say hello.

So rude.

The middle-aged aunt who was guarding the house was obviously a person who had seen the world. She did not react too much to Jiang Chen's strange behavior and reinserted the bolt that the other party had opened in a hurry.

then.

Walk through the front yard.

Someone has escaped.

And Lan Peizhi was still standing at the door of the hall, like a wonderful sculpture standing in the moonlight.

My aunt came to collect the ladder.

What is a competent housekeeper?

A competent housekeeper must know how to play deaf and dumb.

The middle-aged woman who was guarding the Blood Guanyin's house was undoubtedly well aware of this. Without saying a word, she picked up the ladder that Jiang Chen had a little difficulty in moving with one hand.

Lan Peizhi finally turned around and walked towards the hall.

A middle-aged woman was passing by carrying a ladder. Suddenly, she stopped and an incredible look appeared on her ordinary face.

It's also like... seeing a ghost.

She turned slowly, her eyes focused on the pure white back, then moved downwards, and began to fluctuate violently.

what is that?
Dirty... Tathagata Palm?"

(End of this chapter)