There is light snow outside the window, moderate snow inside the room, heavy snow outside the window, and blizzard inside the room.

But this snow is not the other snow. Holding a inferior brush named Maohao in the snow, Wang Luohan started writing very slowly, just like a little snow splashing on rice paper. Then he accelerated, as if the snow in the middle snow had intensified.

After Wang Luohan adapted to the so-called "High Pen in the Snow" that was as hard as pig's hair, he wrote violently and rapidly, like a blizzard hitting the city.

The poor quality rice paper was quickly filled with rows of small regular script with elegant fonts.

Wang Luohan was full of energy at this time, but her temperament was very different from usual.

In Zhang Xiaodao's eyes sitting on the wooden pier, Wang Luohan seems to be no longer the graceful girl in his dream who will listen to whatever he says, but a powerful and noble person with the highest status today, as if he is guiding the country and looking down on the world.

This illusion flashed by, and Wang Luohan had just stopped writing. Zhang Xiaodao said curiously: "Did you recite it all?"

Wang Luohan raised the corner of his mouth, but said without any pride: "Don't you say that your memory is the best in the world? Then I want the second in the world."

Zhang Xiaodao did not feel any shame. Since he came to this world, he has had the ability to remember everything for some reason. Once memories are involved, extremely clear images will appear in his mind.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaodao once claimed to be the best in the world when he was at Wang Luohan in his dream.

Wang Luohan naturally understood that this was because of the role of the divine wheel in Zhang Xiaodao's mind, but he didn't say it out loud.

"I've written anything and let me see what I have written." Zhang Xiaodao came to the desk happily.

Wang Luohan stacked the dried rice paper with the pen and ink, and then blew the dried rice paper that had not yet dried. He was careful in his movements, as if nothing he had done for Zhang Xiaodao was careless. Finally, he integrated it together and handed it to Zhang Xiaodao.

Zhang Xiaodao glanced at his eyes and found that the rice paper was not only full of fly-headed small calligraphy, but also pictures. The pictures were simple human figures doing various movements.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaodao showed a puzzled look. Obviously, it was because the postures of the characters in this painting did not seem very difficult. There were a total of eighteen poses simple and easy to understand, and Zhang Xiaodao's memory was imprinted in his mind.

Seeing Zhang Xiaodao's expression, Wang Luohan smiled and said, "These postures do not seem difficult, but to use them, it requires luck to achieve the effect of physical training."

"Is it very powerful?" Zhang Xiaodao began to read fly-headed small calligraphy carefully.

"From the physical practice, Monk Wuwang has reached the level of enlightenment. This book "Wuwang Practice Physics" is the essence of his life. Even without the assistance of luck means, as long as you can enter the state of Wuwang, it can improve your physical function to the extreme of Wuwang's operation!"

"real?"

"real."

"This is very similar to yoga," Zhang Xiaodao muttered, then stretched his arm and said, "Go out and try it?"

The snow fell in the yard with half of its foot, and Zhang Xiaodao put out the first posture of "Wuwang Practice Physical Technique".

There is no special name for each of the eighteen poses in "Wuwang Practice" when there is no special name. At this time, Zhang Xiaodao's feet are separated, his waist bent to his head to his feet, and his arms are trying to reverse the joints and force upwards.

This is an extremely awkward position. After posing this position, Zhang Xiaodao felt his waist sore and numb, and he could not use force at the base of his arms, so he could not be as standard as in the image.

"When you pay attention to breathing, you will enter a state of indecision."

Zhang Xiaodao remembered the only "Automatic Method" that he knew, then adjusted his breathing and breathed hard in this extremely awkward posture.

With one breath and one breath, he felt a heat on his waist and the base of his arms.

Wang Luohan whispered: "Only without thoughts, without thoughts, without thoughts, without delusions."

Zhang Xiaodao clammed his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't that similar to sleeping?"

"Uh, it's also similar." Wang Luohan raised his eyebrows. Suddenly, he felt that Zhang Xiaodao had excellent understanding. Whether it was now or in his dreams for fifteen years, he could always understand Wang Luohan's words in his own strange ways.

"I'm good at this." Zhang Xiaodao grinned.

In order to meet Wang Luohan in a dream, Zhang Xiaodao's sleeping skills over the years have been practiced in summer and in winter.

No matter when and where, as long as he wants to sleep, he can force himself to sleep. This has to be said to be a state of mind!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaodao's eyes began to get dizzy, and he said he would go to bed without a trace of stagnation.

Wang Luohan moved his lotus steps to Zhang Xiaodao and squatted down. He listened carefully to his breathing and smiled bitterly in his heart: "It seems that there is still a difference between Wuwang and sleeping, you are really asleep..."

As he said that, Wang Luohan rubbed his temples, narrowed his eyes and looked into the air, and secretly said: "The reason why Wuwang is placed before practicing the body in "Wuwang's Body Practice" is to enter the realm of Wuwang first."

"Although sleeping has some difference with Wuwang, if he can use the method of breathing to influence him, he seems to have entered the "Sleeping Heart Sutra" method."

"With the speed of breathing in "Sleeping" and his posture of maintaining his body training can also be considered in the realm of Wuwang. It seems that the effect will be improved a lot?"

Thinking of this, Wang Luohan's eyes lit up. Zhang Xiaodao's ability to sleep in any awkward position was really not in vain. She began to breathe gently.

Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaodao was once again influenced by Wang Luohan and entered a state of light in the air.

He could not notice it at all, and the energy he breathed into his body was crazily eroding his waist and the base of his arms because the posture he was now maintaining was so beautiful that he cultivated his body with qi.

Another person who could not notice was Wang Luohan. Because she affected Zhang Xiaodao's breathing through the "Heart Sutra of Sleeping", she fell into the snow and fell asleep.

This is a very funny scene.

When Zhang An saw this scene, he tried his best to the limit of his imagination and did not understand that the two children were making trouble...

Zhang Xiaodao, who was in an extremely strange position, and Wang Luohan, who was sleeping soundly on the ground, returned to the house.

Zhang An was wondering whether the two children had a stroke, so he hurriedly wanted to go outside to find a doctor, but Zhang Xiaodao sneezed at this time and woke up.

Zhang An asked quickly: "What's going on?"

Zhang Xiaodao looked dull and felt that the energy was full of energy at the base of his waist and arms, and a numb feeling filled between these two parts.

He was originally at the level of energy absorption, but he could not retain his vital energy in his body. After his vital energy was consumed, he felt that his waist and the base of his arms were immediately soft and weak, and he felt extremely tired.

"Son, son?" Zhang An quickly swayed Zhang Xiaodao's body.

"Stop shaking, your waist hurts." Zhang Xiaodao quickly covered his waist.

Zhang An suddenly thought of something and quipped: "Last night?"

Looking at Zhang An's fat face full of vulgarity and lewdness, Zhang Xiaodao said, "Why didn't you go to help the widow's guarding the door today?"

When Zhang An heard this, he showed a shy look and said, "Is the girl okay? I'll leave if I'm fine."

Zhang Xiaodao waved his hand quickly, looking a little impatient.

Wang Luohan, who was lying beside him, blinked her eyelashes and did not wake up immediately.

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Zhang Xiaodao was born in the butcher's family. During the past six years, his behavior was incompatible with the world. In addition to accompanying Wang Luohan in these years, his biological mother, Wang, also gave him care and warmth that he had never felt in his previous life.

If you don't want to practice qi, you can.

If you don’t go to a private school, you can.

It is okay to ask for trouble and practice bows and arrows. As long as Zhang Xiaodao wants to do, Wang will fully support him and argue with the old butcher Wang An, blushing.

This kind of care came to an abrupt end when Xiaodao was eleven years old. Her mother, who suddenly died on the sickbed, completely smashed Zhang Xiaodao's hard shell.

After Wang's death, Zhang Xiaodao cried for a whole day and a night.

It was also on this day that he understood the superficial truth that he thought he had understood before after two lifetimes, but only now he had completely understood it.

‘Cherish the people in front of you’!

After that, Zhang Xiaodao began to cherish his current life, whether it was Liu Yichen who was more sensible, the honest Big Niu Brother, or perhaps a neighbor.

As long as Zhang Xiaodao can do anything, he will do his best to help. For example, in order to make the harvest of this strong Lingyin County, which has a better harvest, he wrinkled his mouth and made the hunters in the county tie up and formed the "Hunter Association".

Wang Luohan naturally knew everything about Zhang Xiaodao.

But Wang Luohan realized that it seemed that Zhang Xiaodao was far less tolerant of his father than others.

Li Dongmin, who runs the only inn in the county, had somehow seen Zhang An in the past two years. After that, Zhang An almost spared no effort to help Li Dongmin.

Zhang Xiaodao had no objection to this matter. Although he understood the truth, he still missed the deceased Wang family.

Wang Luohan has been making indirect moves for more than ten days, and finally got the same in this matter. In the past ten days, he became familiar with neighbors in Lingyin County.

The neighbors were of course shocked by the first sight of Wang Luohan. Once this gossip fire was ignited, it would not be so easy to extinguish.

Zhang Xiaodao has excellent staff in the county town. I heard that he had brought back a fairy wife, so why didn’t they all come to visit?

In the past ten days, Zhang Xiaodao has not stopped for a day, and Wang Luohan's reputation has been completely confirmed in Lingyin County, which is a bit overwhelming.

The wind was sunny this day. Zhang Xiaodao had just sent away a few young men of the same age from Lao Sun's family at the west end of the county. When he returned to the yard, he saw Wang Luohan and said, "You have been strolling these days. Isn't this just causing me trouble?"

Wang Luohan was sitting on the threshold wearing a flowery cotton jacket. When he heard Xiaodao say this, he smiled and said, "What, I can't take it."

Zhang Xiaodao said distressedly: "You can't show off, you can't show off..."

Wang Luohan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Have you finished practicing today?"

During this period, Zhang Xiaodao was influenced by Wang Luohan directly into the "Sleeping Heart Sutra" to absorb energy, but also practiced "Wuwang Practice Physics" without any fatigue for the first time.

In just over a dozen days, he only practiced one posture, and now he could feel the strength of his arms being a little endless. He jumped casually, and as long as he exerted force from his waist, he could stagnate in the air for three breaths. It was incredible.

"Well, let's take a break today and build a snowman." Zhang Xiaodao suggested.

Wang Luohan nodded. No matter how boring the matter is, it seems that as long as you are with Xiaodao, it will be particularly interesting.

According to Zhang Xiaodao's request, the two of them worked hard for an hour.

Zhang Xiaodao has a very high skill in building snowmen. After the two of them had fun, they looked at the snowmen in the yard, and he couldn't help but say satisfied: "They are all very good."

The Snowman version of Garfield, Pikachu, Mickey Mouse, and Donald Duck are all vivid. Even if they are not colored, these cartoon styles are inherently lethal to women.

"Why are they so cute? I don't know if I like that anymore." Wang Luohan said with bright eyes.

"What do you think is that?" Zhang Xiaodao showed a confused look.

Wang Luohan came to Garfield and found a shiny metal object on its nose. She took it off and an extremely exquisite ring came into view.

Turning her head, she found Zhang Xiaodao half-kneeling on the ground, and a bouquet of flowers completely carved out of ice appeared in front of her in his hand.

"Wang Luohan, are you willing to marry me?" Zhang Xiaodao shouted, pulling his throat. At some point, friends from Xiaodao County appeared on the roof. In the yard, one by one, like sows in heat, started to coax and shouted: "Marry him, marry him."
Chapter completed!