It took almost a week of heavy snow to stop, and the wind stopped. The sun and the people in the village began to come out to move. The whole world was covered in silver and looked very beautiful.

“Haha, watch the football…”

“…”

Many children gathered together to play snowball fights, or walked densely on the snow with their feet, and walked out of the mark of the tractor wheel, which was very lively. The adults all went out and began to clean up the snow around their homes and on the roads in the village, and were in full swing.

After cleaning up the snow in my yard and around with my grandfather, I rarely went to the crowd to join in the fun, but stayed at home and had fun and breathing.

When I was calm and focused, I mobilized the breath of the air that came into the Fenbao Cliff in my body and moved it back and forth. Although I was wearing thin clothes, I was warm all over, which was so comfortable.

This is much more fun than going out for snowball fights and skiing.

"Please show your body!"

The blessings reached my heart. When I was no one at home, I summoned the "Fenbao Cliff" and began to recite the scriptures I learned in my dreams. With the mysterious scriptures in my mouth, the glittering purple light and countless dense divine patterns were rising and falling. The "Fenbao Cliff" became bigger little by little, and the iron hammer and semi-finished sword that disappeared above were also getting bigger.

"Huh!"

Occasionally, I noticed that the hammer and semi-finished sword stuck on the "Fenbao Cliff" were shrouded in the rays of divine patterns, which seemed to have changed a little bit. The auspicious energy and divine patterns were slightly in and out...

“…%￥…&*”

This time, the mysterious scriptures in my mouth were a little longer than before. When I started to feel a little dizzy, I immediately stopped and put away the Fenbao Cliff.

The intimacy with "Fenbao Cliff" deepened a little.

I thought to myself, can I increase the time to continuously control the Fenbao Cliff by breathing and transporting the mysterious aura in my body? I was confused and faintly, as if I had figured out something...

If there is no guidance from the master, it will be a headache. Unfortunately, the information and memory of the young Taoist priest in his mind have no relevant knowledge. I am completely 'playing' based on my preferences and instinct.

Immerse yourself in something interesting, time always passes quickly.

In the memory of the young Taoist priest, breathing and sucking are the beginning of practicing Taoism and becoming an immortal. I don’t know if the breathing method I have figured out myself is whether it is practicing Taoism.

In fact, I don’t know what ‘Tao’ is.

...

From this day on, every night, I used my breath to carry the mysterious breath in my body instead of sleeping. After waking up, I was more energetic than after real sleep. During the day, I either went to school or studied hard at home.

Especially Chinese courses.

The secrets left by the young Taoist priests forced me to study hard, listen to the lectures with great care, listen to the lectures with sincerity. In the next month, my grades improved by leaps and bounds, which surprised my classmates and teachers. I even said, "I am a bastard, and I have changed my temper."

It’s strange that since the heavy snow, the dreams in my mind rarely appear again, and I rarely stare at dazed, and finally I look like a normal person.

But who knows the reason?

There is a huge secret in my heart, doing something that no one dares to think of. In the village, in the class, among my classmates, gradually, I began to have some gaps with them and rarely had a crazy time.

A series of opportunities and events have also changed dramatically, from being naughty before to being a ‘good’ student who prefers to be alone and quiet.

...

"It's dead. I heard that someone died in the iron cave in the back mountain."

"Yes, I heard it's so miserable. I've been eaten by wild animals, only some bones left,..."

“…”

On New Year's Day holiday, when I came back from school, I suddenly heard the villagers talking on the road. My heart suddenly jumped and I thought to myself that it was finally here. Is Ma Yunyang's body almost eaten by wild animals?

Yes, in this wild mountain and wild ridge, the hungry beast in snow, even the village dared to attack him, and his fate was completely in common sense.

"I really don't know who that person is?"

"Yes, I don't know how many days it's been. Thinking about it, it's too cunning. I'm dead and I don't even have a whole body left."

"Do you think he died of freezing or how?"

“…”

This incident made the bored villagers talk about it for several days.

No one suspected that my half-year-old boy was related to this matter, including the subsequent public security comrades, who just casually asked the villagers to find out the situation.

Even my grandfather did not suspect that this matter was related to me.

Where is Ma Yunyang’s uncle?

In my heart, what I really worry about is the young Taoist uncle, the old Taoist priest who is like a white beard and ginger teeth. If this old Taoist priest appears, he will come to me in every possible way.

"Tianqi, go out and have fun!"

“…”

As soon as the holiday was over, all the friends in the village became wild. No matter how cold the weather was, they could not stop their enthusiasm for playing. However, the affairs of the two Taoist priests were pressing on my heart and made me dare not relax.

study.

Master the meaning of the secrets in your mind as soon as possible, practice and be strong, and only by becoming stronger can you save your life.

However.

What annoyed me was that my academic performance, especially my knowledge in classical Chinese, improved rapidly, but in my mind, the memories left by the young Taoist priest's obsession with the remnant soul were gradually disappearing...

After all, they are not my own memories. I don’t recognize many words and cannot memorize them. After obtaining the “Fenbao Cliff”, although my memory and learning ability have improved, it is far from being remembered.

"call……"

I let out a sigh of relief. After New Year's Day, when all the information left by the young Taoist priest in my mind disappeared, I felt that my heart was lit for no reason, but instead felt much more relaxed. It was very clear that my head was much refreshed.

This feeling was confirmed during the final exam. When I was doing the questions, my thinking was unprecedentedly clear. For the first time, I actually fell in love with the exam.

I thought that every day, I could quickly become a hero-like figure flying around according to the breathing method I found. In fact, the harvest and changes were very small.

Although the mysterious aura in the body is a little stronger every time I practice, I absorbed something from the void and entered the body, most of them disappeared between my eyebrows, with only a slight aura that stayed in my belly, that is, in my lower dantian.

Haven't become a master.

He has not practiced immortal arts either.

The only obvious change is that in recent months, my height has increased from 1.55 meters to 1.63 meters. My thin face, which was originally pale and thin, malnourished, has also become rosy.

The biggest advantage is that the appetite does not increase but decreases. Even if you don’t eat all day, you don’t feel hungry. My grandfather is worried that there will be no food in winter this year, and it seems that there is no need for me to worry about the loss of food.

During this period, I also tried to put other things in my house on the summoned "Fenbao Cliff" and brought them into my body, but the result was ineffective. Only a few flying knives polished on it could hide between my eyebrows at the same time.

Through the remaining memories of the young Taoist priests, I also know that the hidden part of the Fenbao Cliff is called the spiritual consciousness "Purple Mansion".

...

"Tianqi, do you miss me?"

After the holiday, Li Xuefeng's family, who transferred to the county town, moved back to the village temporarily. The boy hadn't seen him for a few months and seemed to have grown taller. His original pot cover, which had been in a scattered manner, turned into a small 30-7-seven-small hair, said that this hairstyle was popular among students in the county town.

As soon as he returned to the village, he came to my house to play, and Wang Keyun and Fan Guoqing were also here.

"Let's go to Xiaoyao Village to play!"

Fan Guoqing was wearing a red warrior uniform, with two red blush on his face, and Wang Keyun held two drum hammers like fighting in his hands.

As the Spring Festival approaches, Kunlun Village and several surrounding villages begin to practice the "member fire" performance. Fan Guoqing is a lion dancer, while Wang Keyun is a drummer.

As for Li Xuefeng and I, we were all joining in the fun. We couldn't resist the greetings of the three of us, and we talked and laughed, walked through Kunlun Ruins, crossed a mountainside, and came to the next village.

There are only a dozen families in Kunlun Village, while the Xiaoyao Village next door has hundreds of families. It is a medium-sized village in the nearby hilltop. Moreover, this village is a well-known "blood-selling" village in the nearby townships. In one word, it is poor! Apart from working outside, there is little arable land per capita, no extra income, and if you don't sell blood, you can't even have daily expenses.

The people in this village rarely have plateau red on their faces, and most of them are pale and bloodless.

"Oh my god..."

"How can I live!"

“…”

Before entering the village, the sound of crying and shouting from the earth came from a family in Xiaoyao Village.

The four of us looked at each other, not knowing what happened. We met a classmate named Wu Peixiangde halfway through, and then we learned that there was a young man who went out to work in the village who was run to death by a dump truck on the construction site. He just pulled back his body today.

"The one who died was the six-fingered mute brother!"

Wu Peixiang mysteriously told us that this boy's father is a restored soldier who takes photos from street to street, his mother is the most charming woman in several nearby villages, and his sister is also the most beautiful girl in the villages.

Mute brother?

Xiaoyao Village is a very evil village. Most of the families have the surname Chen. Moreover, in every generation, there are five or six mutes or blind people.

"This world, alas!"

“…”

A few of us were curious and joined in the fun of the house. We saw many villagers standing in the yard. Most of us looked pity on our faces. Some even complained that we were not the younger brother of the six-fingered mute, but the good brother.

cold!

As soon as I entered this house, I couldn't help but tremble and felt a different chill.

Inadvertently, I saw in the crowd, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the doctor Mu Lao, who looked like a sneer, a smugness, and a madness...
Chapter completed!