During sleep, people's blood pressure decreases and oxygen supply is slower. The running speed of various parts of the body slows down greatly, and their metabolism is naturally severely affected and slows down. Therefore, physiological phenomena such as stomach hunger triggers sounds, and relatively large-scale production reductions are also reduced. This is common sense.

At least, Mr. Zhuge and Ma Jingda have never heard of it. A person who has just eaten his fill and went to bed. After a few hours, his stomach will have a physiological phenomenon of "gurgling" due to hunger during sleep.

If possible, there are only two possibilities. One is that the person's physical function is super strong. During sleep, his body machine also operates at normal speed, consuming a lot of food energy.

Second, this person was not asleep and was awake.

What surprised Mr. Zhuge and Ma Jingda was because they both knew that if it was the first explanation that a person could keep his body running as usual during sleep, then this person had absolutely excellent internal strength and was close to the high-level level of transforming the Void and Returning the God, which was in line with the Great Dao.

However, if a person has a deep internal strength to the level of transforming emptiness and returning to the spirit, the internal energy contained in his dantian is extremely full, not only enough for his consumption, but even spontaneously activates fasting, his body will breathe through his mouth, nose and pores, absorb the essence between heaven and earth, and fill his consumption, without the energy replenishment of external food, and will not send a signal of hunger.

Then, there is only one explanation, and the only explanation: Xiao An, he is awake!

As for when Xiao An woke up, what he heard, this is second-most importantly, he actually, can, can, wake up by himself!

You must know that Mr. Zhuge was born in Kongdong Sect, and his internal skills and martial arts were both first-class. Especially his unique acupoint-clicking techniques were difficult to crack if they were not operated by others. They were also highly praised by people in the martial arts world and were spread to such a magical way.

Not long ago, Qi Lisheng tried to crack Xiao An's sealed hole to conduct friendly competitions and friendly competitions.

However, without anyone's hand, and without Mr. Zhuge's personal unblocking, Xiao An actually woke up by himself.

What does this mean?

At least, this shows one thing that Xiao An automatically unblocked without Mr. Zhuge's homework.

Mr. Zhuge threw down his sword, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao An's little hand that was resting beside the bed. Xiao An couldn't help but open his eyes, turned his face to the side, looked at Mr. Zhuge, and said in surprise: "You, are you, are you Mr. Zhuge..."

Mr. Zhuge said in a deep voice: "It's me, the eldest young master."

Xiao An said as if he was struggling with a natural reaction, "Mr. Zhuge, what are you doing..."

Mr. Zhuge said: "Young Master is calm, I have no malice. There are many evil people in this area, and there have been many fights. I am worried that you will be afraid and make a sound to provoke those evil people. So you also sealed your sleeping hole when you are asleep. Now, it has been a day since now. Now you have woken up, but I want to take the pulse of the young master to see if it will bring any harm to your body due to long-term blockage."

Xiao An suddenly said, "Oh, so that's it. Almost, Xiao An was scared by you, Mr. Zhuge. He thought you would catch me as shamelessly as those bad guys outside, and ask me to tell me what my father's martial arts secrets?"

Mr. Zhuge laughed dryly and said, "Of course not. We are all righteous teachers of famous sects. How could we do such shameless and despicable things?"

Ma Jingda walked over slowly, but after Mr. Zhuge turned his face intentionally or unintentionally and looked at him, he stood five feet away from Mr. Zhuge. Of course, the reason why he kept a distance from Mr. Zhuge was definitely not to be wary of Mr. Zhuge's attack on him. Instead, he was afraid that Mr. Zhuge would misunderstand and killed Xiao An. Therefore, his tone was also anxious and wrapped in an extremely gentle outer cloak: "What's wrong, Mr. Zhuge, what's wrong with the eldest son?"

Mr. Zhuge turned his head and glanced quickly on his face, shook his head, and said, "There is no strange phenomenon, the pulse is stable, and there is only a little slowness. This should be caused by the hunger of the young master."

Ma Jingda opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but finally closed her mouth when she wanted to speak.

Mr. Zhuge did not look back this time, but seemed to see through his thoughts and said lightly: "There is no internal energy accumulation in the eldest young master's body, which means that the hero Meng did not teach him any internal skills."

Ma Jingda was stunned and couldn't help but say, "No, the eldest son is Meng Daxia's most beloved son, why didn't he teach him martial arts?"

Xiao An answered this way: "My father, he has never allowed me to practice martial arts since he was a child. He doesn't want me to be a gangster. He thinks that if I am an ordinary person, just be safe and peaceful."

Mr. Zhuge and Ma Jingda were stunned and felt extremely incredible. In the dream, Yu Shi, the number one person in the martial arts world today, did not teach his son his unique skills!

But thinking carefully is reasonable. Xiao An is the crystallization of his love between You and Guo Yu in his dreams. His love for Xiao An must be more than that of several other children. Under his pampering, he does not want Xiao An to be a roaming world and a foothold in the midst of crises. Therefore, he would rather be an ordinary person than teach him martial arts.

If that is true, then, wouldn’t everyone be in vain? Even many martial arts masters died unjustly?

Mr. Zhuge finally let go of Xiao An's little hand, staggered under his feet, and almost crashed into Ma Jingda's arms. It is estimated that in order not to let the people misunderstand that there was some ambiguous relationship between them, Ma Jingda reached out to hold him down at the right time, his eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhuge, are you sure that the eldest young master has no sign of internal strength?"

Mr. Zhuge stabilized his body, thanked him for help, and then said lightly: "Although my internal strength was almost completely wiped out when your brother Ma's poison invaded, I am one of the several pharmacists in Kongdong Sect. I dare not say that Huang Qi's way is profound, but I am quite confident about some ordinary medical theory. Of course, if Brother Ma thinks that my skills are not enough, you can also observe it for the eldest young master."

Ma Jingda smiled bitterly, and he naturally knew that every major sect had several pharmacists, martial arts disciples, those who were stumbling and stumbling were always inevitably injured. Even if the meridians were damaged, five labors and seven injuries, encountering these problems, it was necessary for the pharmacist to sort out and condition them. Otherwise, relying on people with strong internal skills to use violent means and forcefully rush around with internal force, it will not only be of no help, but will even aggravate the patient's danger and make the gains not worth the loss.

Ma Jingda knew that he was inferior to Mr. Zhuge in medical skills anyway.

What's more, after Mr. Zhuge knew that he was poisoned and his life had completely lost control, his original intention of killing Xiao An and beating everyone was also dispelled.

Obviously, since Xiao An has not obtained the martial arts teaching of his father, it is even more impossible to understand his father's extraordinary "Sword of Time". In other words, since he does not have the secret of "Sword of Time", it can be said that he has no value worth taking risks. Because killing a person with no value and spreading the lives of hundreds of people from Kongdong Sect, this arithmetic is not worthwhile.

It is not a good deal. Mr. Zhuge, an old man from the world, would never do anything. Even if he lost all his internal strength at this time, Ma Jingda could take his life at any time, and he had no idea of ​​resisting it. He was like an old man who had reached the end of his life, except for his lack of life, he had no intention of loving him.

Ma Jingda pondered: "Mr. Zhuge, it's not that I believe in your medical skills, but, have you ever thought about it? You seal the young master, that's your unique technology. It is said that it's not your own to lift it, and others basically have no solution. However, the young master has unlocked it by yourself without you're unblocking it. - Mr. Zhuge, how should this phenomenon be explained?"

Mr. Zhuge said coldly: "It's not that I boasted that in this world, except for the Chaos Hero Meng, who is not bound by the power of chaos, and let his skills be higher than me, as long as he gives up and refuses, let me seal the acupoints, and ensure that he can't untie it immediately. He must wait for a certain time limit and the effect disappears before he can resume normal activities. As for explanation, there is nothing to explain. After all, one is that the young man is young, and when I start, I naturally reduce the strength to the lowest point. Secondly, this day has passed. Although the eldest young man has no internal strength, he adheres to some of the strong physiques of Meng Dahero. In terms of immunity, he is much higher than ordinary people. It is also reasonable to unblock it by himself, and it is not surprising."

Ma Jingda was silent, and at the same time, he also admitted that what Mr. Zhuge said was reasonable.

Well, this explanation is the most reasonable. Otherwise, as Mr. Zhuge said, even if someone has higher skills than others, after being blocked from the acupoints, he will have to be relieved. If Xiao An really has that kind of skill, he will still be like a puppet and let them do whatever he wants, and wouldn’t he kill the people in the Lotus Village that are not good for him one by one?

After Ma Jingda was relieved, a trace of complexity flashed through his eyes.

what to do?

what to do?

what to do?

......?

At this moment, Ma Jingda's mind was full of the words "What to do".

Not only did he spend so much energy, but he also risked the great danger of being killed at any time. It was finally God opened his eyes and let the three of them get Xiao An who fainted in the bamboo forest. This treasure... But it turned out to be a worthless thing. Oh no, it should be a bomb that was ignited at any time - this is like, when you are hungry, you meet a kind-hearted person holding a bowl of fresh spicy dumplings and handing them to your hand. After you ate it with gratitude, the kind-hearted person showed a hideous face and told him coldly that the heartbroken grass crane top red in this bowl of dumplings...

wipe!

Ma Jingda felt that he was the one who ate the poisonous dumplings - he wanted to vomit but couldn't (let the person go out. If he happened to be hurt by other evil people, as a righteous person, he dared to lose face, turn around in a gorgeous way, pat his butt and leave?), and be killed if he didn't vomit (if he didn't let him go, he would take Xiao An out of this cellar at any time if he was killed!).

Gugu—

Xiao An's stomach was filled with another alarm of hunger.

The "table" is full of delicious food, but it is a bunch of poisons that cost lives.

A trace of guilt appeared in Ma Jingda's eyes. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out the last pill, handed it to Mr. Zhuge, and said, "Mr. Zhuge, this is the antidote."

At this time, Ma Jingda was also ready to go. Since he had no hope of getting secrets from Xiao An, he did not need to do anything that hurts morality. Moreover, keeping Mr. Zhuge, at least, he could share the burden with other hostile forces when encountering other hostile forces.

Mr. Zhuge took the pill and hesitated, but did not swallow it immediately. Ma Jingda said unhappily: "Mr. Zhuge, do you doubt this antidote is fake?"

Mr. Zhuge shook his head slightly and said, "I know it's true. I just want to ask, Brother Ma, do you still have this antidote?"

Ma Jingda was slightly stunned and said, "Although there is only one left, it is enough to relieve the poison in your body. What's wrong?"

Mr. Zhuge looked at Xiao An who had already sat up on the bed and said slowly: "Didn't Brother Ma say that you can take the medicine in advance and take it as you want? In my opinion, if there is any, you might as well give it to the eldest son first, and then, even if you eat these foods, it should be fine."

Ma Jingda was stunned and said, "Yes, but... only one is left, hey..."

Mr. Zhuge didn't say anything, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked Xiao An: "Young Master, you must be very hungry, right?"

Xiao An replied in a low voice: "Well, but it doesn't matter. He came down the mountain and was often frozen and hungry, so he got used to it."

"Big Young Master..."

Mr. Zhuge's heart was sore and his eyes were moist.

Thinking about it, Xiao An is just a ten-year-old child. He went down the mountain secretly without any preparation. He brought some silver. Besides, he was so young, if he really brought some silver and his money was exposed, he would be more likely to be harmed by the sluts in the world. Instead, he was wrong. However, he had no money on his body and just gave alms. It was obvious that his life would be so difficult. It was really distressing to endure it step by step.

Ma Jingda was also sad and wanted to slap himself a few times. He had good wine and food, so why did he get angry and put poison on it?

Now, as the medicinal power gradually dissipates, even Ma Jingda can no longer take it, let alone Xiao An.

Alas, it's a sin.

Suddenly, in his sight, Mr. Zhuge held the pill and walked slowly towards Xiao An, stood in front of the bed, and said softly: "Mr. Big, do you believe me?"

If it were yesterday or morning, he would have given a positive answer from the bottom of his heart. However, he had experienced a lot of experience on this day. Even though he could vaguely see that Mr. Zhuge was indeed full of kindness at this moment, it was already a long time ago. He looked at Mr. Zhuge coldly. Although there was a smile on his face, it made the keen Mr. Zhuge suspect that it was deeply sarcastic and ridiculed. He was slightly stunned and lost his mind. It was hard to believe how a young child could give such a worldly and profound expression. He should have read it wrong.

But Xiao An heard Xiao An whisper: "Of course I believe it. You not only saved me, but also treated me so well. How could I not believe it?"

Mr. Zhuge calmed down and smiled and said, "That's good, that's good."

He raised the pill in his hand and said, "I tell you that there are a lot of food over there. Unfortunately, something went wrong on the way and some toxic things were stuck. However, it was not a big deal. As long as you take this pill, you can eat, drink and tease without worries."

Xiao An was moved by it, his eyes lit up, and he said, "You mean, as long as I take the pill in your hand, I can eat and drink with confidence?"

Mr. Zhuge said: "Yes, the eldest son."

Xiao Andy said: "So, what about you?"

Mr. Zhuge said: "My health is not good at all, and eating and drinking is meaningless to me, so this pill is simply a waste to me."

Xiao Andu said: "But..."

Mr. Zhuge said in the intercept: "No, the eldest young master. I, Zhuge Changmen, don't worry about my death. I just hope that the eldest young master will be lucky enough to escape. When he achieves something in the year, I still remember this little bit of my love and keep a glimmer of life in Kongdong Sect, that's all."

Xiao An was stunned.

Ma Jingda, who was standing behind, was also stunned.

Obviously, Mr. Zhuge has decided to die, regardless of whether he is guilty or purely out of righteousness, at least his spirit is worthy of praise.

Xiao An looked at Mr. Zhuge in a daze, and from his firm eyes, he finally saw the deep sincerity contained in it.

silence.

A suffocating silence.

Suddenly—

boom!

With a loud bang, the cellar trembled violently, and the soil and dust on the head poured down again.

Ma Jingda's face changed drastically and she said in a lost voice: "TMD, that super expert is here again..."

The most tragic thing was Mr. Zhuge. It turned out that in the huge shock of the earth, the pills on his palm fell to the ground with his body, and he didn't know where he rolled. In an instant, his great ideals and wishes turned into bubbles!

Mr. Zhuge was stunned, as if he was stupid. Then, he opened his mouth and suddenly let out a roar like a wounded beast. Then, he went crazy and turned around and ran towards the stairs. He waved his arm and the cover lid was overturned by him-

Ma Jingda was shocked and flew over to pull him down, but he pulled him down, but he just pulled Mr. Zhuge down a headless body. "Puff!" Mr. Zhuge's head was kicked away by one foot.
Chapter completed!