Han Ming left Old Hua's cave and looked up at the blue sky. He took a deep breath and felt refreshed.

"This medicine garden is full of vintage medicinal materials, and the fragrance of medicine is everywhere in the garden. If you live here for a long time, you will definitely strengthen your body!" Han Ming took another breath.

Although Mr. Hua had been taught a lesson with an unknown hidden weapon before, Han Ming has now received considerable favors from this cheap master, so his understanding of Mr. Hua has changed a little. He feels that this cheap master is not as fierce as he imagined.

It is not actually because Han Ming has changed his understanding of Mr. Hua. After all, he has never seen the world and is not old. Although he is a little precocious, he still has a child's nature. He will be with whoever gives him candy.

Han Ming put his right hand into his arms, took out the internal skills that Mr. Hua gave him, and turned it over and read it.

"Na Yuangong." Han Ming didn't know much about literacy, but he could still recognize the three free and easy words on the cover of the book.

Although this book is only thin for more than 30 or 40 pages, Han Ming still feels like he has obtained a treasure. This is the first martial arts secret book he has obtained. He completely regards this martial arts secret book, thinking that as long as he practices it well, he can beat more than a dozen martial arts one person!

Han Ming has been practicing the nameless oral verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal verbal

"I wonder if this Na Yuan qi can achieve the same light skills as Senior Brother Qi when he has practiced this time." Han Ming happily fantasized about the scene of him flying over the eaves and walking on the walls.

Han Ming looked through the book Na Yuangong. He found that there are pictures and characters in this book, and there are many annotations. These annotations are all small characters with fly heads, which are written in a mess. You can tell at a glance that they were added later. Han Ming secretly guessed that these small characters should be notes made by Mr. Hua.

Han Ming continued to look through a few pages and was a little overwhelmed. He could do dozens of words in total, but he used sweet potatoes as a price to exchange it from Wang Xiucai in the village. With these dozens of words, he could not recognize all of the book at all.

The figures are even more difficult to understand. Each figure has many black dots on the body and there are many words next to it. Han Ming guessed that this is the acupoint of the human body, but unfortunately he didn't know any of them.

Han Ming had no choice but to put this book of Na Yuan Gong into his arms, and walked towards the direction of the bamboo building. He was about to find someone who knew what he said.

After returning to the bamboo building, Han Ming turned around and went upstairs alone. He sat on the bed and closed his eyes and practiced the nameless magic technique. He would practice the nameless oral verbal verbal verbal verbal as long as he had time, because the nameless oral verbal verbal has been slow these days, and if he was not diligent, he would be useless.

Senior Brother Qi has not come back since he was invited by the servants of the Chi family. Han Ming guessed that something might have been delayed, but Senior Brother Qi did not come back, which made Han Ming feel so peaceful, and he was not afraid that someone would suddenly come in and disturb him in practicing the nameless oral verbal punishment.

As the saying goes, there is no time to practice, and before he knows it, the sky darkens. After taking a deep breath, Han Ming slowly opened his eyes. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, because although he had been practicing for an entire afternoon, the nameless oral trauma in his body had almost no progress.

"If you continue to practice like this, you may not be able to go further after a year or two." Han Ming sighed softly. He wanted to change the status quo, but he didn't know what to do.

"Junior brother, junior brother, where are you? Senior brother, I'm here to find you." A tender voice came from the bamboo building, and the owner of the voice seemed very excited.

Han Ming was so familiar with the voice that he was with him for a month. Han Ming smiled and got up and got out of bed, opened the door and walked down the bamboo building.

"Why are you happy when you are here? You smile so happily." Han Ming smiled slightly at Zhu Yiwen.

"What are you, what should I call me?" Zhu Yiwen pinched his waist with both hands and pretended to be angry.

"Senior Brother!" Han Ming was a little helpless. He still knew Zhu Yiwen's character a lot over the past month.

"What? I didn't hear it." Zhu Yiwen raised his head, and didn't even look at Han Ming. He pretended to look at the sky, but in fact his big eyes were secretly looking at Han Ming.

"Senior Brother." Han Ming cleared his throat and shouted decisively.

"Oh, what are you calling me?" Zhu Yiwen grinned and patted Han Ming on the shoulder, pretending to be a mature look.

"What's the matter?" Han Ming looked up at the sky, then said nothing.

Ping'er and Lan'er, who were standing next to each other, felt happy when they saw their young master so lively. They thought that they would rather have the vibrant young master than Wen Jing before meeting Han Ming.

At the same time, the two little maids were a little more curious about Han Ming. They couldn't see what the difference between this young man and an ordinary person was, and it made the young master so concerned!

Lan'er was better, with a gentle and elegant look, and she was still quite concerned about etiquette. At most, she just glanced at Han Ming. But Ping'er was not so reserved. She looked at Han Ming boldly, and the strange look in her eyes was not concealed at all.

"Junior brother, do you know that more than a dozen masters in the Chi family were poisoned today. I looked so scared of people." Zhu Yiwen touched his little breasts, as if he was scared by something.

"Oh, master? How high are you?" Han Ming looked at Zhu Yiwen with a smile, pretending to be innocent.

"What kind of hand is so high! A master is a powerful person, and I will be a very powerful master in the future." Zhu Yiwen clenched his two little hands, as if he had firmly firmly on his belief.

"What the hell is going on? Have they been curious?" Han Ming was actually a little curious, and he asked with a joking look in his eyes.

"I don't know very well. It's the Chi family's affairs. I only know that it was the Chi family's guard who was poisoned. The guard was so poisoned that he looked so scary, his whole body was covered in blood and his eyes were blood red. I peeked at it and didn't dare to look at it again." Zhu Yiwen gestured with both hands, as if he wanted to describe the scene he saw to Han Ming.

"Has their poison been relieved?" Han Ming couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhu Yiwen's appearance.

Zhu Yiwen felt a little discouraged when he saw Han Ming's face as usual. He was a little confused. Why is this junior brother not afraid of such a scary scene? Even if you show your fear a little, it would be great.

Han Ming didn't feel scared, because he could no longer be scary after Zhu Yiwen used some terrifying things. He even had the urge to laugh.

"Of course, it's done. In the end, the doctor from the Chi family couldn't get rid of the poison, so he could only control it a little. Please ask our doctor from the Zhu family, Senior Brother Qi, to get rid of it." Zhu Yiwen looked a little proud on his face.

"Senior Brother Qi? You call him Senior Brother Qi, too." Han Ming felt a little surprised.

"Do you know the doctor who detoxified?" Zhu Yiwen was a little surprised now.

"Oh, he lives here, why do you call him Senior Brother Qi?" Han Ming pointed to the bamboo building behind him, and then asked in confusion.

"Senior Brother Qi lives here, no wonder you know him! As for why I call him Senior Brother Qi, it is because Senior Brother Qi can become the apprentice of our cheap master, but it seems that he did something bad and provoked Old Man Hua, so Old Man Hua will not accept him, but he still thinks he is the apprentice of our cheap master! As soon as he sees me, he will call him Senior Brother Qi. I see that he has a bad face and is very pitiful, so I keep calling him Senior Brother Qi!." Zhu Yiwen's face showed a look of memories.

"So that's how it is." Han Ming then suddenly realized, but he felt a little sympathetic to Senior Brother Qi. At the same time, he also felt that he was quite a failure in being a human being and could not even be someone else's apprentice.

"Let me tell you, my grandfather has five great masters around him, some call them Wusha, they are wearing yellow, green, purple, white and black clothes. Senior Brother Qi is one of them, but I think he is sick and doesn't look like a great master. He should be just a doctor to prevent anyone from poisoning my grandfather." Zhu Yiwen added.

Han Ming agreed with Zhu Yiwen's guess. Senior Brother Qi looked pale and seemed to be sick for a long time. He had not had much time. Although he had some light skills, he thought he was just a little superficial and was not very useful! He would thank God if he didn't hold back when fighting, so he would ask how to protect others!

"Yes, I saw Senior Brother Qi dancing swords today, slowly and soft. If he really fights, he will probably be cut by others as a dish!" Han Ming said in agreement.

"Oh, by the way, senior brother, I am illiterate. The master gave me this internal skills and mental method. I can't recognize it. Do you know it?" Han Ming reached out and took out the Yuanhunting Master and handed it to Zhu Yiwen.

"Haha, junior brother, don't worry, I forgot something important." After Zhu Yiwen saw Han Ming handing over a secret book, he immediately turned around and said to the old man who had been standing behind him: "But, tell me, what are you here for!"

"Yes, Young Master Wen." The old housekeeper hurriedly walked up and saluted Zhu Yiwen, then stepped forward and saluted Han Mingyi.

"The old slave came to inform Mr. Ming on the order of Mr. Chi. From tomorrow on, there will be special people to teach the master to learn literature and martial arts. All the cost of Mr. Ming is measured according to the standards of the masters of the Zhu and Chi families."

The old housekeeper finished speaking respectfully. He was very curious about the ten-year-old boy in front of him. He didn't know what special about this boy! He could actually compare with the noble young masters of Zhu Chi's family.

Ping'er and Lan'er were also surprised at this time. They stood there blankly, and their two small mouths were opened into a round shape and could not close for a while.

They really didn't expect that the dirty boy who was rescued by their young master would become the young master in Zhu Chi Garden. This boy called him sister all day long for a month.

"What's wrong? Are you surprised? You can stay here forever from now on. Haha, let's practice together and eventually become peerless masters." Zhu Yiwen put his right arm on Han Ming's shoulder, and waved his left hand as if he wanted to sweep away all the masters in the world.

Han Ming was not very surprised at the improvement of his treatment, because Mr. Hua had told him before, but in order to cooperate with his senior brother, he still said enthusiastically: "Become a peerless master and sweep the martial arts world together!"

After Han Ming was so passionate, he smashed the book of Na Yuan Gong on Zhu Yiwen's chest and said seriously: "Let the matter of sweeping the martial arts world aside first. Tonight you have to help me understand the previous part of this book of internal skills, otherwise how can I catch up with you!"

"Uh, someone will teach you how to recognize words tomorrow. Will you practice when you recognize words yourself? Do you have to teach me?" Zhu Yiwen said a little embarrassedly.

"No, it will take at least seven or eight days for me to understand this book alone. Today you teach me first, I will practice it first, and don't waste time. You don't know too many words, right?" Han Ming looked at Zhu Yiwen with some doubts.

"How is it possible! How is it possible! I, how is it possible!" Zhu Yiwen defended, but his handsome little face turned red, and he clearly wrote the answer on his face.

Han Ming was speechless. This senior brother would not lie at all. As long as he was not a fool, he could see that he wanted to cover up. Han Ming secretly made up his mind to teach Zhu Yiwen more how to lie in the future, otherwise he would help him count the money if he was cheated.

Han Ming knew that the eldest brother could not count on him, so he had to turn his attention to Ping'er and Lan'er for help.

The Zhu family is worthy of being the top family in Huazhou. Even little maids like Ping'er and Lan'er know a lot of words, which are much better than the young masters and ladies of the young landlords!

Ping'er and Lan'er were very understanding. They were very happy to translate the content of Na Yuangong to Han Ming, and Zhu Yiwen would not have any objections, because if Ping'er and Lan'er didn't translate, he would have to translate it. At that time, the fact that he didn't know too many words would really not be hidden!

The content of Na Yuan Gong was somewhat obscure, and it was not until the night that it was understood a small part! At this time, only Han Minglan'er and Ping'er were left in the bamboo building. Zhu Yiwen was invited away just as the night fell. It is said that the old man of the Chi family wanted to see him, but he was not good to go.

Han Ming had long seen that Zhu Yiwen's two maids had a big gap in their personality. Lan'er has always been very gentle, delicate and gentle, like a lady from a family! But when Ping'er saw that there was no one else, she became careless, and kept pulling Han Ming's arm and shouting that she would help her and Lan'er well in the future.

After several hours of hard work, Han Ming had already understood a little bit of the content. At this time, he no longer troubled Ping'er and Lan'er, because this little bit of it alone was enough for him to practice for a long time!

Han Ming's memory in these few hours really shocked Ping'er and Lan'er, because the few hours of understanding the memory is enough for others to study for two or three days without sleep.

Ping'er kept shouting words like genius, but although Lan'er didn't say it, she still looked a little admiring in her eyes. You know, it took them more than two months to practice calligraphy.
Chapter completed!