"Alas, I'm going, I'm really going to die!" Wu Lang was still out of breath, and then, from the balcony floor, he stood up, walked into the bathroom, washed up, changed into a pair of short-sleeved shorts at home, opened the door, went downstairs, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out three bottles of fine Scottish "Watergar" from it, and walked to the balcony of the living room.

"Goodong"...... "Goodong" ...... "Goodong"......

In an instant, Wu Lang drank a bottle of wine to the bottom, then lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, and raised his head to highlight the smoke in his mouth.

The heavy rain outside has stopped, in the blue night sky, the shining moon hangs high in it, the infinite bright stars, but also emitting a flickering light, the few white clouds before the heavy rain, still wandering around the bright moon, one will cover its light, and the other will closely follow it to its left and right.

What was going on? Why is my body in such a abnormal condition?

Wu Lang took a deep breath of cigarette, drank a lot of wine, and his mind was running at great speed......

It must have something to do with the red drop of water that seeped into my body, or the twelve-sided prismatic body that turned into a liquid and seeped into my body, either or one of them!

Scotch spirits only played a catalytic auxiliary role, I just accidentally drank three bottles of spirits in a row, and then, the body appeared in that condition, at that time it was really worse than death, the pain was unbearable! But now I feel refreshed, my brain is clearer, the light, will the body's reactions, speed, and so on also change?

After Wu Lang finished thinking about it, he held a burning cigarette in the corner of his mouth, imitating Professor Li's actions that day, and made a "lion spit ball" posture, and with the two arms hitting out, there was a scene similar to slow motion in film and television dramas in the air. It is almost exactly the same as Professor Li's scene, and even more beautiful and free than his movements.

"I can also play the "trajectory" now, Professor Li has decades of hard work and hard work, so he has that proud ability. And I'm only a few days old, and I can have such internal force cultivation, what is going on?" Wu Lang muttered to himself, slowly exhaling the smoke from his mouth.

A wisp of smoke slowly drifted into the night sky, and Wu Lang looked at the sky in the distance in distraction: What are these two things? All the mysteries will be solved one day, maybe I will be able to know and understand the reason for everything after reading all the letters left by my father.

And what is told in the book "Burial Heaven......

When Wu Lang thought of this, his heart beat wildly involuntarily, and his eyes were full of complex emotions: excitement, expectation, chagrin, remorse, grief and indignation...... After a while, he opened his eyes, looked up at the night sky, and looked at the charming full moon and the stars: the universe is so big that there are no wonders, only things that people are unexpected, things that can never be imagined, and there are no impossible things! Since ancient times, there are still many unsolved mysteries about what has happened, not to mention those ancient legends, or vague fragments of official history, wild history records, folk anecdotes, or generation after generation, oral narration, and transmission to this day.

The third bottle of the thin Scottish "Waterga" was raised by Wu Lang and drank it all, and the flow of blood in the blood vessels was no longer as surging as the previous two times, and it could not be suppressed.

Wu Lang's body was only trembling slightly, he took a deep breath, took three empty wine bottles, put them in the trash can, and then, went upstairs and returned to his room, walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower head, adjusted the temperature of the hot water, and rinsed his body.

After washing, Wu Lang walked out of the bathroom, sat cross-legged on the carpet at the head of the bed, closed his eyes and fell into silence, practicing the mantra of "five o'clock" meditation over and over again, and then inhaling and exhaling, inhaling and inhaling into the throat, and experiencing the changes inside and outside the body with his heart......

A ray of sunshine slowly shone into the room, Wu Lang slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the carpet, walked into the bathroom, washed up, put on a plain casual suit, light-colored running shoes, opened the door, and walked towards Yin Yuting's room.

"What a coincidence, I was about to tell you to go for a morning run, and you came out. Wu Lang looked at her with a smile.

"This is called a good heart, let's go!" Yin Yuting smiled at Wu Lang.

After the rain, the air in the park is exceptionally fresh, and there are many men and women, old and young, who jog in the morning.

The two talked and laughed all the way, ran around the park for an hour, and then walked in the direction of the villa.

"The exercises I told you, how are you practicing?" Wu Lang looked at Yin Yuting and smiled.

"I've been practicing these nights for the past few days, and I should have reached the second stage of practice, and after each practice, I feel an indescribable comfort in my body, sometimes I sit cross-legged all night without sleeping, and the next day I will still be full of energy. Yin Yuting said excitedly.

"That's good, that's good. After listening to her words, Wu Lang nodded again and again and said with a smile.

"People, you can't have nothing to do, just because you're too idle, so you have energy and insomnia, so you have the heart to be hypocritical. Find something to do in your life so that you don't waste every day. Busy, is a good medicine for all neuropathy, busy, no sadness, no gossip, no pretending, no nymphos, no anger and no joy on his calm face, looking at the past only vaguely written a word "roll". Yin Yuting said with a smile.

Wu Lang listened, laughed, and said: "I used to be reluctant to socialize, I didn't like to chat, I wasn't used to walking around, I knew how to say more, and a little more laughter would bring a better relationship, and I didn't want to do it, others said that this was arrogant, it was a shelf, it was smelly and high, and I knew myself best, in fact, I was lazy." ”

"Haha, you finally said what was in your heart, the first time I beat you, I felt like you were a lazy person. Yin Yuting looked at Wu Lang and laughed.

"Now, there are a lot of people who are tired and unhappy. In fact, as long as people live in this world, they will have a lot of troubles. Pain or happiness depends on your heart. Either the strong who overcome pain or the weak who succumb to pain. No matter how heavy the burden is, laughing is also a pick, and crying is also a pick. No matter how bad the life is, smiling and surviving it, it is a victory. Wu Lang said slowly.

Yin Yuting listened to him while walking, and the two walked to the gate of the villa unconsciously.

"The two of you are back from exercising, the fat brother has bought you all the breakfast, hurry up and eat." Yin Fat sat on a chair and gulped down porridge.

"Brother, early in the morning you started talking nonsense again. Yin Yuting gave him a blank look, then sat down and drank porridge.

"A thing, no matter how difficult it is, whether there will be a result, these are not important, even if you fail, there is nothing to blame, the key is whether you have the courage to free your hands and feet, whether you have the courage to face it bravely. In many cases, we do not lack methods, but lack determination and courage to move forward. Don't be shy away from the beginning, don't look ahead and backward as things go, only then will everything be possible. Wu Lang drank porridge while continuing the conversation with Yin Yuting just now.

"What do you think is fate?" Yin Yuting looked up at Wu Lang.

"Fate is a very ethereal thing, some people believe in fate, go to the top of the tower, or fall to the bottom of the cliff. Some people want to change their lives against the sky, but the probability of success is the same as that of Zhongliu Xicai, but with confidence and perseverance, one day, ahead, there will no longer be gray fog, but a faint glimmer of light. Wu Lang pondered.

"I am worried with the worries of the world, I am worried when I should be worried, and I am not worried about the sky; Haha......" Fat Yin sat down on the chair, patted his big belly, and laughed.

"Brother, don't you think your belly has lost a little weight?" Yin Yuting looked at Yin Fat and said with a smile.

After hearing this, Fat Yin was stunned, and then lowered his head to look at his big belly.

"Alas, yes, Tingting, I don't usually pay much attention to the things on my body, my belly is a little smaller!" After Yin Fatzi finished speaking, he looked up at Yin Yuting, and then at Wu Lang.

"There are still twenty days and a month, and I promise you to return to normal human stomachs. Wu Lang said with a smile.