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    Chen Banghe took a deep breath and suppressed the joy in his heart. Although he had seen the clay pot, the clay pot was locked in the cabinet. Chen Banghe had to open it as soon as possible, otherwise once Yan Yunhua returned to the room, his  Theft will be exposed.  Chen Banghe looked at the iron lock. The lock was made of hard fine iron. It was not easy to break the lock directly. He pulled the door leaf of the wooden cabinet twice and found that the wood was also very solid and could not be pulled open with ordinary strength.  .  Chen Banghe was not discouraged, but groped around in his arms, took out a prepared dagger, and prepared to use the dagger to pry open the cabinet lock.  "Crack" Although Chen Banghe tried his best to be careful, if he wanted to destroy the cabinet door, he would inevitably make some noise, which could be vaguely heard outside the house.  At this time, it was already past dinner time, and the guests had all left one after another. Zhou Dacheng asked a few guys to clean up in the lobby, while he was going to add some clothes to the room because it was cold in the night.  Zhou Dacheng¡¯s room is also on the second floor of the restaurant, not far from Yan Yunhua¡¯s room. When walking up the stairs to Zhou Dacheng¡¯s room, he happens to pass by Yan Yunhua¡¯s room.  "Kaka" Just as Zhou Dacheng approached Yan Yunhua's room, he heard an unusual noise, which seemed to come from Yan Yunhua's room, but the door of the room was locked.  Dacheng was a little more vigilant.  "Old shopkeeper, are you in the room?" Zhou Dacheng shouted into the room.  Zhou Dacheng¡¯s shout made the voices in the room suddenly quiet, but no one responded. This made Zhou Dacheng even more vigilant.  Two days ago, Yan Yunhua talked to Zhou Dacheng alone, saying that Chen Banghe's behavior was a bit suspicious. Since then, Zhou Dacheng has paid attention to it. Now that he has seen this abnormal situation, he can't help but feel a little more suspicious.  "Old shopkeeper, are you in the house?" Zhou Dacheng asked again, thinking that if no one responded, he would shout for someone to come over and come into the house to take a look.  "Creak" With a sound, the window of Yan Yunhua's house suddenly opened, startling Zhou Dacheng beside him.  Zhou Dacheng was not far from the window. Before he could react, he saw a hand reaching out from the window, pulling him over, and then holding a short knife to his throat.  "Don't make a sound, or I'll stab you." A deep voice threatened.  Zhou Dacheng was just a waiter in a restaurant. He had never seen such a formation before. He was immediately frightened by the scene in front of him. Moreover, the short knife was pressed against his throat, making him feel a biting chill.  "I listen to you, don't kill me" Zhou Dacheng's voice trembled slightly, and he did not dare to shout for help. He turned to look at the person in the window and found that the man was Chen Banghe, the person he suspected.  As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Banghe raised his right hand and hit Zhou Dacheng on the head with the handle of the knife. The impact was fast and heavy and knocked Zhou Dacheng unconscious immediately, leaving blood on his head.  Without any pause, Chen Banghe directly dragged Zhou Dacheng, who was seriously injured, into the room through the window, and then walked to the brown wooden cabinet again.  Chen Banghe was afraid that if he delayed any longer, he would attract other people in the restaurant, so he prepared to take out the pottery pot as soon as possible. He did not care about the bigger noise it would cause, and used the maximum brute force to tear off the brown wooden cabinet door.  "Bang" With a sound, Chen Banghe tore off the wooden cabinet door and took out the clay pot inside. Chen Banghe didn't even bother to look at the contents inside and just turned it out from the window.  "What was that noise upstairs when you first came?" Zhou Dawa's voice came from below, asking.  "It's okay, I accidentally knocked over a stool." Chen Banghe responded. After a while, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't hear Zhou Dawa questioning him again.  Chen Banghe put the pottery pot on the ground, closed the window of Yan Yunhua's room, and then opened the pottery pot for inspection and found that it indeed contained a liquid.  Chen Banghe couldn't tell the type of liquid, and he didn't have time to identify it carefully. He returned to his room, poured the salt brine into the teapot, and immediately prepared to leave the restaurant.  Zhou Dacheng was knocked unconscious, Zhou Dawa heard the noise, Yan Yunhua could return to the room at any time, leaving Chen Banghe little time to escape Yuelaiju, Yueshanfang North Room.  Yan Nantian is sitting cross-legged on the ground. The red light on his body is like a substance. In the dimly lit room, he looks like a luminous human statue, which has a somewhat sacred flavor.  Yan Nantian crossed his hands and placed them on his abdomen. The spiritual energy on his body was concentrated in his Dantian, but it was still being compressed under the operation of the Burning Heaven Technique. The surrounding spiritual energy was also absorbed into his body.    Yan Nantian's clothes were soaked with sweat, and the red light on his body became more and more dazzling. There was a burst of popping beans on his body, and his whole aura suddenly became stronger and weaker, giving people a very strange feeling.  "Pfft" There was a sound in Yan Nantian's body, and then his aura suddenly increased, and the surrounding aura quickly gathered towards him, forming a small whirlwind with him as the center.  At the same time, the spiritual power in Yan Nantian's body has also undergone tremendous changes. Although the quantity of spiritual power has decreased, the quality of the spiritual power has become more condensed, making Yan Nantian feel extremely comfortable.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Yan Nantian¡¯s aura gradually stabilized. It was less sharp and thicker than before, and the spiritual power in his body also stabilized, nourishing Yan Nantian¡¯s eight extraordinary meridians.  Yan Nantian exhaled and retracted his energy, his eyes slightly opened, and a smile appeared on his face. He could clearly feel the huge change in the spiritual power in his body, which was a qualitative improvement.  Although Yan Nantian has not yet reached the mid-level cultivation level of the first level, the purity of his spiritual power has been greatly improved, which is enough to be worth several months of hard training, which shows the importance of spiritual dishes to cultivators.  After Yan Nantian finished practicing, he walked out of the north room. The sky was still a little dark, and a touch of fish belly white rose on the horizon. A new day was coming again.  At this time, Yan Nantian did not feel sleepy at all, but felt refreshed. Facing the rising sun from the sky, he prepared to practice the Fuhu Fist in the yard.  Yan Nantian didn't take a long break from Fuhu Fist, but he has some talent for practicing martial arts. Coupled with the spiritual power cultivated in his body, he has a strong body and fast steps. A set of boxing techniques is smooth, powerful and powerful.  .  After Yan Nantian cultivated spiritual power, he was much stronger and faster than ordinary people. It would be difficult for three or five people to get close enough to show the benefits of practicing spiritual power.  Half an hour later, the sky gradually became brighter, and the employees of Yuelaiju all got up. Yan Nantian raised his fists to withdraw his energy, moved Qi to his Dantian, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.  "Bah bang bang" At this moment, there was a burst of applause. Yan Nantian couldn't help but turn his head and look, but saw Liu Qiang watching from the side. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Mr. Liu, when did you come?  " "I just came here not long ago and I saw your kid practicing boxing, so I didn't bother him." Liu Qiang responded, looked at Yan Nantian and said, "You've changed a lot, it's only been a few days.  "The remaining glazed duck head has been taken by me, so the cultivation level has increased so quickly," Yan Nantian explained.  "As expected, you are really lucky." Liu Qiang showed a look of envy, as if he remembered something again, and said: "By the way, where are the bones of the glazed duck head? You didn't throw them away, right?" "Not yet."  It's too late to throw it away, what's wrong?" Yan Nantian asked.  "Just don't throw it away. Although the glazed duck head bone also contains a certain amount of spiritual power, the human body cannot absorb it. Why don't you give it to me." Liu Qiang said.  "Since the human body can't absorb it, what's the use of you coming here?" Yan Nantian smiled and joked: "Maybe you can absorb it?" "You bastard, you actually scolded me in a different way." After hearing Yan Nantian's words, Liu Qiang waved  Holding a fist as big as the mouth of a bowl, he was ready to fight.  "Master Liu, calm down, I'm just kidding you. The bones are on the table in the north room. I'll go in and get them for you in a moment." Although Yan Nantian also practiced Fuhu Fist, he was definitely not Liu Qiang's opponent. Naturally, he couldn't  He would ask for trouble, so he hurriedly said a soft word.  "You just deserve a beating." Liu Qiang laughed and cursed, then hit Yan Nantian on the shoulder and said.  While the two were talking, a voice suddenly sounded outside the courtyard, saying, "Excuse me, is Yan Nantian's cook in the Yue Shan Room?"
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