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This guy has been studying how to inject needles on himself since the day he started practicing. Wen Wanwan clearly knows that even with the help of visualization methods, it will be difficult for him to withstand the strength after the explosion.

But most people already have a set of ideas regarding the battle at Yu Qi Zhenmen.

Fight -> avoid the explosion -> buy time -> I won't beat you to death, you weakling.

Wen Wanwan basically followed this rule when he went to fight the Qizhen Sect. The one-on-one situation among the disciples of the Qizhen Sect that broke out was indeed difficult.

You can only avoid this explosive period, and then your whole person will be extremely weak due to your body's potential.

At this time, the kid with kidney deficiency is like pinching a soft persimmon, soft and easy to pinch.

Time is like Mr. Yu Hua, who looks like a cultured man. Who would have thought that this guy is also a college entrance examination failure.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Wanwan had rested for three full days. He could no longer make significant progress in a short period of time, and his mental power was completely condensed.

After flying to a high-speed train and then subway, we arrived in Hangzhou. Patients were queuing outside a traditional Chinese medicine clinic that didn't look good.

This is the location of the Qizhen Sect, a small and broken Chinese medicine clinic, but it has been passed down for hundreds of years and its reputation among the people is ridiculously high.

Looking at the dense crowd of people in front of him, the old man of the Bai family immediately looked at Wen Wanwan.

"Are we leaving now?"

"Let them take a break at noon. It's best not to disturb Qizhenmen while they are treating illnesses."

Most people in Qizhen Sect have good tempers. After all, when learning acupuncture, you need to practice stability at the beginning. After a long time, your personality will be affected to some extent.

But this kind of good temper is limited. No one can disturb them in treating diseases and saving people. Even if they are influenced by the Heavenly Master, they will have to be scolded.

Wen Wanwan knew very well that in their eyes, there was nothing more important than treating illnesses and saving people.

Even if he goes to worship the mountain gate according to the rules, he will definitely get scolded and have to wait obediently.

It was not far from noon now, so Wen Wanwan took the three old men to look for delicious food in Hangzhou.

Although many people complain that Hangzhou is a food desert, in fact there are still a lot of delicious things here.

The first thing Wen Wanwan found was a pastry that originated in the Southern Song Dynasty, called Southern Song Dynasty Dingsheng cake. It was made of glutinous rice flour, white sugar, bean paste, and osmanthus.

It tastes soft and delicious, sweet but not greasy. It is also a delicacy that has been loved by nearby areas for thousands of years.

After Wen Wanwan simply ate two pieces, he didn't eat too much. He turned around and found the second piece of food.

As a foodie, her ability to locate delicious food is completely beyond imagination. With her nose twitching, Wen Wanwan had already arrived in front of a small stall.

Looking at the noodles cooking in the pot, Wen Wanwan swallowed quietly.

"what is this?"

"Pian'erchuan, would you like a bowl?"

Although she had never heard of it, Wen Wanwan quickly decided to have a small bowl and watched the making process.

This thing is somewhat similar to noodles. The noodles are flaky, but the soup is very different.

This soup base is made with pickled vegetables, bamboo shoot slices, lean pork shreds and other ingredients. You can feel the aroma just by smelling it.

A bowl of noodles was finished quickly, and Wen Wanwan took a disposable paper bowl and found a place to sit down.Before eating noodles, you must drink soup first. This is the most critical point in judging whether a bowl of noodles is delicious.

As long as the soup base is not bad and the noodles are cooked at about the same temperature, it won't taste too bad no matter what.

As a mouthful of hot soup enters the stomach, the distinct flavors suddenly explode in the mouth.

The taste of pickled vegetables combined with the fragrance of bamboo shoots and the meaty taste of lean pork can give people a great sense of satisfaction.

Especially this kind of soup tastes rich. When you bite into it, the crispness of the bamboo shoots and the strength of the lean pork shreds are transmitted from the teeth at the same time. The more you bite, the more you bite.

After finishing a whole bowl of noodles, a little sweat broke out on Wen Wanwan's forehead.

Turning his head and looking at the three old men on the side, these guys no longer cared about their image.

The food in Daomen these days cannot be said to be bad, but compared to Wen Wanwan, they elders always have to estimate some face in other people's territory. In addition, after eating, the reaction capacity will decrease. Once Wen Wanwan comes out, If there is a problem, I'm afraid I won't be able to rescue you immediately.

This also resulted in them being able to eat at most six cents full every day. After arriving in Hangzhou, this scruple was relaxed a lot.

After all, this is the territory of Qizhen Sect. With so many people in the whole sect, it can be said that they can be brought back as long as they have a breath.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to enjoy their meal, these old men had already piled up a pile of paper bowls in front of them.

Wen Wanwan patted his forehead and ignored them. Instead, he twitched his nose and fixed his gaze on a vendor in the distance.

It was the same noodles, but the taste coming from there was obviously different. The unique aquatic taste made Wen Wanwan come to him almost as fast as possible in his life.

"This is???"

"Shrimp fried eel noodles, eighteen bowls."

"Have a bowl!"

Wen Wanwan looked at the lively eels in the box beside him and gave the boss a bowl of money without thinking.

"Okay, I'll give you two more bristle meatballs!"

The boss picked up an eel with a smile and then started making it.

You can tell what the raw materials of this noodles are just from the name. The two kinds of aquatic products are mixed together, and Wen Wanwan is full of expectations.

Just when I was about to ask the boss what this thorny meatball was, a powerful wave of mana suddenly came from the traditional Chinese medicine clinic in the distance.

This kind of fluctuation is similar to an explosion in the dantian. Although it is not harmful at a distance, it is enough to make Wen Wanwan and the old men of the Bai family wary.

There were so many ordinary people at the scene, and there was such a big fluctuation suddenly, it was difficult not to make people suspect that something unexpected had happened.

Looking at the several old men who had stood up, Wen Wanwan stared at the people queuing at the door.

"It shouldn't be a big deal. We are still receiving patients normally. We will ask again after noon."

Wen Wanwan pulled the three people who wanted to rush forward, and temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​​​exploring.

Regardless of the reason for the fluctuation just now, the fact that they are still receiving medical treatment normally means that it is not a big problem. If they break in at this time, firstly, it will disturb the Qizhenmen's treatment of diseases and save people, and secondly, in case it is someone else's sect. Why don’t you want outsiders to know your private affairs?

The old men from the Bai family took a look at the patients who were still queuing up, and finally felt relieved. They were about to continue making noodles when they turned around and saw the fried shrimp and eel noodles being made by a small vendor. (End of chapter)