Los Angeles is still the same.
As the princess treasure boat explosion gradually calm down, Los Angeles seems to have returned to its former tranquility.
Li Ping 'an said goodbye to the caravan and left with the old cow.
Before leaving, Chen Shun installed the last pot of"Stuffy donkey" for Li Ping.
He didn't forget to say that he would call on her some other day.
Li Ping 'an promised in a mouthful for the sake of the wine.
Slowly turn into the familiar alley, push the door into.
Hear the sound, Liu Yun in the room is first out of a pair of bright eyes.
Big Eyes blinked, see clearly that the person is Li Ping 'an.
Suddenly a happy, determine li pingan behind no one.
Then he walked out happily. "You're back."
Hearing the familiar voice, Li Pingan smiled faintly.
"Well, back again."
Several days do not see, Liu Yun looked at the people in front of me, feel more cordial a few minutes.
"What's that smell?" Li asked suddenly.
"Oh, I. . . Made it. Let's eat."
Liu Yun's face flashed a trace of embarrassment.
"Okay."
Liu Yun Way: "That you go to wash your hands first, I go to serve vegetables."
Soon, Liu Yun put the food on the table.
Although the appearance of the dishes can not be seen, but Li Ping 'an's five senses are very strong, but the taste can be captured very clearly.
Li took a deep breath. "Well... did you poison him?"
"How can." Liu Yun refutes.
Then she realized that Li Ping 'an was just saying that her cooking was terrible.
Immediately pretty face a red, mouth hard way: "How do you know not to taste?"
Li Pingan took a sip.
I don't know what to say except that it tastes terrible.
Liu Yun seems to know what they do to eat, but still hard to eat a mouthful of scalp.
His beautiful eyes stared at Li Pingan without blinking.
Feel the line of sight of Liu Yun, Li Pingan can not help but wry smile.
Back when I was a vagabond, I had never eaten such bad food.
Li Pingan coughed and put some vegetables into the bowl.
"Is that what you've been eating these days?"
"Uh-huh."
Liu Yun mouth with a piece of half-cooked noodles, nodded.
"How about I add two more dishes?" Li suggested
Liu Yun excited to swallow the noodles.
She had been eating her own food for several days in a row, which could be described as miserable.
As for Li Ping 'an's craftsmanship, it is not too much to think about it day and night.
Just Want to promise a mouthful, the words to the mouth but swallowed back.
"You must be tired from the trip. Why don't I make some more?"
Li Pingan smiled and said, "It's OK. I've already slept on the way.".
Wait a moment while I see what else we have in the house."
Looking at Li Pingan into the kitchen, Liu Yun could not help but smile.
Such as blue waves with clear eyes, showing a tenderness like water of gentleness.
Even the arc of the mouth, are so perfect in place.
"Moo."
The Old Ox gave a cry, as if to say that he was hungry.
Liu Yun stayed so many days, also can understand the meaning of the old cow.
So he picked up the dish and handed it to the old cow.
The old cow sniffed and turned away in disgust.
Liu Yun: ...
The days of Li Ping 'an were quiet again.
It should be said that his days are rarely thrilling.
Pay for this trip, plus the money before.
Enough for Li Ping 'An and Liu Yun-hua for a while.
Tong Ren Tang's Wang Dali also said the original intention to provide Li Ping 'an long-term Shengmai San medicinal materials.
It was a bright day.
Li Ping 'an began to practice in the yard.
He also does not know what the practice method, practices is the ordinary fist, the palm.
The basic martial arts is to learn the martial arts and buy a book with five pennies
Inside the secret manual of kung fu and"Big Heaven made palm", "Wind and fire palm spectrum", "Huagong Dharma" and so on.
Because the name is so ridiculous,
So he was eliminated by Li Ping 'An.
In the morning after boxing, prepare breakfast.
Then he took his food thing, to the street singing.
Occasionally can pick up a few dead work, responsible for following behind pulling a ditty.
Can also make some extra money.
Back home in the evening, with Liu Yun finished dinner.
He began to continue his training.
Practice halfway feel exhaustion, casual clothes down Shengmai San.
Exhale true air into the abdomen, one inhale true air into the mind.
Breathe the essence and keep the spirit independently
Different from the usual sitting practice, Li prefers walking practice.
Looking ahead three or five steps, keep the nose tip, God does not run away.
According to the speed of the road, the general three-step a call, step by step a suction.
True Qi from the back of the DU pulse pulse several off, all the way up to the top of the body full of vitality.
Like a stopped-up torrent, it soon crests high.
A moment and fell into the deep valley of the waves, up and down surging.
Break through the blockage and Rush forward.
At the end of the day, with every breath out, a stream of hot air comes out of your pores.
Life goes on like this day by day.
The blink of an eye is half a year, Luoshui city into the winter.
As the year drew near, the whole city was flooded with bitter cold winds and hot and cold weather.
Snowflakes scattered on Li Ping 'An's shoulders, but was a vague breath of melting.
There were many people in the street, and Li easily avoided the crowd.
[ name: Li Pingan, age: 24]
Life Span: 110 years
The root bone
[ techniques: "Turtle's breath"(82%) , "Listening to the wind blade"(80%) , "Drawing the blade * tilting out the scabbard"(40%)]
Skill: Breath Lock (50%)
Condition: blindness
"Listening to the wind knife" also reached a bottleneck.
Since the turtle breathing work into 80% , the pace of progress gradually slowed down.
For six months, progress was only 2%
Extraction and breath lock are progressing quickly.
Li Ping 'an was not in a hurry. It was a long time anyway.
Back home, Liu Yun is cooking in the house.
Hearing the noise, he said without looking back, "Dinner is almost ready, you should wash your face first."
"What's for dinner today?"
"Steamed bread and carrot stick soup."
In fact, Li Ping 'an has smelled the smell of steamed bread and carrot stick soup, just habitually asked a mouth.
It's like asking if you've eaten.
This half year Liu Yun learned to cook, cooking is getting better and better.
Two people get along more and more harmonious, less at the beginning of the restraint, a few more minutes of natural passion.
Li Ping 'an washed his face, to help Liu Yun end a pot of soup.
"The Chinese New Year is in half a month. Do you want anything?"
Li Pingan suddenly asked.
Liu Yun bit a mouthful of steamed bread, shook his head, "Nothing to want, eat some good on the line."
Liu Yun knows that Li Ping 'an has no money.
What else could I ask for when I am already in the family to take refuge.
Liu Yun said: "Right, I got a new crutch, put in the house, later you go to see if it is appropriate."
Two days ago, Li Ping 'an's long-used cane broke.
Actually, it's a crutch, but it's a long stick.
The wind and the Sun, but also thanks to it can last so long.