Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan felt utterly speechless.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Let's leave it at that for today. We'll wait for your brother and the others to come and take a look."
Is this a special case or is it the norm?
If this is the general situation, then she can rest assured and no longer need to worry about the technique being revealed.
Even if others find out, they'll just think it's a lie.
The next morning, the second son and his wife, the mistress and her husband, came looking for them at the same time.
"Mother, how are you going to teach us?" Huang Lao Er asked impatiently.
He hadn't slept all night, but he finally memorized it. He was so sleepy, he just wanted to learn quickly and get going.
“Sit cross-legged,” Jiang Nuan pointed to the ground and repeated what she had said to Huang Xiaosi and the other person yesterday.
An hour later, two hours later, Huang Lao Er simply stood up and said, "Mother, I can't learn it."
He said that he wasn't smart enough to be a student.
I was almost asleep, but I didn't feel the warm feeling my mother had described.
“Mother,” Xie said guiltily, “I haven’t learned it either.”
“It’s perfectly normal,” Huang Xiaosi said, sitting with his legs crossed in his chair. “I’ve never heard of anything so amazing before.”
Huang Xiaosi always felt that his mother had suffered some kind of shock and was no longer thinking straight.
Otherwise, why would they do something so absurd?
They're even less reliable than shamans who perform rituals.
"Don't speak yet," Jiang Nuan connected with the space and guided some energy out. "Now sit down and meditate again, and find the feeling of Qi as I told you."
Jiang Nuan's voice was serious and stern. Before Huang Xiaosi could react, he had already subconsciously sat down cross-legged.
He tried to stand up, but found his mother staring intently at him. He pursed his lips, resignedly closed his eyes, and sat down to meditate.
At first, he didn't notice anything different. Just when he was about to give up, he felt something swirling around his body and then gathering in his dantian.
When I opened my eyes again, I was hit by a pungent stench.
"Who took a dump?" Huang Xiaosi pinched his nose in disgust. "Why does it smell so bad?"
“You,” Jiang Nuan said, sitting in a chair and covering her mouth and nose with a thick towel, “aren’t you going to wash up right away?”
Huang Xiaosi was the last to regain consciousness; the others had already gone out to take a shower.
Jiang Nuan had been sitting there waiting because she was worried.
"Me?" Huang Xiaosi looked down and saw that his hands were covered in a yellow and oily substance. He immediately gagged. "So dirty."
Then, without looking back, she ran out of the hall.
"Xiao Si," Huang Yi waved to him as soon as he saw him come out, "Come over here, I've already poured you some water."
She was talking while drying her hair with a towel.
"Fatty," Huang Xiaosi excitedly slapped him, leaving a greasy handprint on Huang Yi's freshly changed clothes, "When did you come out?"
"I just changed my clothes, and you've gotten them dirty again," Huang Yi said resignedly, shaking off Xiao Si's hand before replying, "It's been a quarter of an hour. You're the last one here; Second Brother and Third Brother have already gone out."
"I'm going to take a shower first," Huang Xiaosi said, unable to bear the smell any longer. "We'll talk later."
Huang Xiaosi felt a little pain in his face.
I was just saying with certainty that nothing so miraculous could happen, but now I'm experiencing it firsthand.
Not only did he smell of feces, but he also felt that his legs had become stronger.
He was certain it wasn't an illusion, it really wasn't an illusion.
"Okay, you go wash first, I'll go change my clothes and bring you your change of clothes while I'm at it."
After saying that, Huang Yi shook his head and left.
I was originally planning to show off my hair.
Never mind, let's get Xiao Si's clothes first.
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