The Taoist Descends the Mountain: the Marriage Letter Cannot Cover the Waist

Mo Chen carried the marriage certificate and went down the mountain to rescue someone under the orders of his teacher. He saved the person, but the person refused to admit it. Mo Chen sneered: "Master Dao has come to break off the engagement. Do you want to refuse? No way!" When I returned to the mountain, I saw that the master had left a letter and seven marriage certificates, and he had long since disappeared. The letter didn't say anything else, except that "the cold poison has not been cured, these seven people may be able to survive." Mo Chen clutched his lower back and gasped - this cold-breaking poison has haunted him for ten years, and when it attacks, it hurts so much that he can't straighten up. Is the old man pushing him into a pit of fire? "Retreat! I have all retreated!" Carrying half a bag of Bigu Pills, Mo Chen went down the mountain again, determined to tear up all the marriage contracts. But as soon as he arrived in the city, the cold poison hit him. When he was squatting on the side of the road in a cold sweat, the first "fiancée" came to his door. The beautiful CEO handed over the hand warmer and her eyes were astonishingly bright: "I just saw you holding your waist and frowning. Is it because of the cold poison? I am a pure yang body. Getting closer can make you more comfortable - want to break off the engagement? Endure the pain first and listen to my conditions." The domineering policewoman stepped on her high heels and kicked the onlookers away, picked him up and left: "Your back hurts so much that you can't stand still and you still say something harsh? Come with me back to the police station. I'll keep an eye on you and make sure you don't feel any pain for three days. Break off the engagement? Wait until you can straighten your back!" Miss Xuanmen directly handed over a warm jade pendant: "This is warm jade. Combined with my pure Yang physique, it can suppress your cold poison. Don't think about running away. I just saw you rolling in pain." The little Taoist nun squatted next to him, with a look on her face: "Hey, Taoist master, sometimes he grimaces in pain? I have a special constitution, maybe I can cure you - but you have to teach me the trick of 'retrieving objects from the air' first.