Friday, October 4, 2013 (afternoon)

The weather in California has always been good. Aside from the slight lack of precipitation, the dry air, the right temperature and the bright sunshine are impeccable. Du Mu's home is located in San Francisco's Bay Area.

His family has been an overseas merchant since the beginning of the last century, and has not only established a foothold in the South Seas, but also has branches in North America. He and the younger generation of his peers were born decades after the Chinese Exclusion Act had ended, and the older generation of adults was the reason for their American citizenship.

Coincidentally, the elders' worries about emigration did not happen at all – the 21st century wave of global co-construction of a cosmopolitan society slapped the faces of sociologists in the last century. In such a situation, staying abroad or returning home is more a matter of personal will. Du Mu and Lu Qingyi chose to come here to study in high school, considering that the school day here was half past two in the afternoon, and they had plenty of time to practice martial arts. Xu Mingshan came to broaden his horizons.

It's school day. Du Mu and the others were still a little short of the age to get a driver's license, so they were temporarily picked up by Lu Qingyi's mother. The latter's schedule just makes time at this point.

"By the way, Mingshan, that essay is going to be handed in next week, have you finished writing it?"

"It was done on Wednesday. What's wrong?"

"I'm so fast!" Du Mu was taken aback, "How did you write a 7-page article?"

Lu Qingyi, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and looked surprised.

"Well, anyway, I'm just opening my mind and directly combining cognitive neuroscience. Xu Mingshan showed a smug look, "Text analysis plus the neural mechanism behind it, three thousand six words." ”

"Xueba, yes, let's talk about the details, I haven't finished writing yet. ”

Li Lingjuan, who was driving in front, also said with a smile: "Mingshan, share your learning experience with Qingyi and Du Mu." ”

"Well, it's not a profound thing. In terms of topic, I chose three stories by Edgar Allan Poe. At the beginning, as required, I started with an introduction, background, and a straightforward argument, and naturally I wrote something like, 'Developments in psychology and cognitive science can allow us to interpret literature from another perspective.'" ”

"Well, so what's next?"

"There's not much to say about text analysis, I basically wrote according to the notes, just added some psychology about fear. When analyzing "The Fall of Usher House", I talked about genetic diseases. In the final sublimation section, I looked for research literature related to fear. The gist is that similar physiological responses are interpreted differently by the brain in different contexts. For example, the physiological response to encountering a beast in the wild is similar to that of a roller coaster, but the mental activity is far from the same. ”

Xu Mingshan's face is full of confidence: "Similarly, when reading a story, because the author's description is delicate and expressive, the reader can easily fall into it, but at the same time, other senses keep telling the brain that 'you are reading, you are holding a book, you are at home', and the resulting mental activity may be a possible charm of Gothic literature." But that's just a conjecture, and I haven't experimented with it. ”

Du Mu patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "I'm really convinced." Go back and help read my article, begging to fly. ”

Although Lu Qingyi did not choose this course, he also showed an expression of admiration and applauded gently.

"Alright, it's home!"

Since he was not yet an adult, Xu Mingshan temporarily stayed at Du Mu's house, and Lu Qingyi's home was next door. When he returned home, he first put his schoolbag back in his room, changed into a loose body to practice kung fu, and then came to the martial arts arena. Xu Mingshan arrived almost at the same time as him, and not long after, Lu Qingyi also came, showing his sassy and heroic appearance in a practice uniform.

Most of the elders have things to do today, and there are only three of them in the martial arts arena. Du Mu's cousin also lives nearby, but the other party went to participate in club activities.

"By the way, Du Mu, how is your novel updated?" Lu Qingyi asked while stretching, "Didn't you say last time that Fan Luochen and Du Liangjun were chased and killed by the death guards sent by the Emperor of Death?"

Xu Mingshan next to him was also looking forward to it.

"Hey, that's exciting. ”

Du Mu talked about the novel, his eyebrows fluttered, and he habitually slapped his thigh, and then started to speak: "You listen to me." The strength of the death guards under this Death Emperor is not bad, all of them have saint-level strength, and even Du Liangjun, who used to be a Space Venerable and has attained the Heavenly Rank Divine Rank, is a little unable to cope with it. He and Fan Luochen are only saint-level strength, and this time there are saint-level death guards who come to hunt them down. ”

"Isn't there some primeval god in Fan Luochen?"

"Do you think the Death Guards are all dry food? They have treasures given by the Emperor of Death, and their combat power is shocking, and they can all be challenged beyond the level. ”

Du Mu pursed his lips, and then continued: "I saw two streamers piercing the sky, and it turned out that Fan Luochen and Du Liangjun were hurrying away. Flying and flying, Du Liangjun suddenly frowned, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that there is an ancient ruin here." Let's go in and see, sooner or later we will be caught up by running like this, so it's better to improve our strength and prepare for a fight. Fan Luochen and Du Liangjun crossed a wonderful arc and rushed into the cracks in this valley. ”

"And then?" Lu Qingyi asked curiously, "What's in the ruins?"

"This ruin was originally the inheritance of an emperor in ancient times, but the strength of this emperor is average, far worse than that of the Death Emperor. Without saying a word, Du Liangjun directly opened the Spatial Divine Eye, suppressed the Emperor's inheritance, quickly looted the treasures here, and then hurriedly ran outside. Unexpectedly, there were already three dead guards guarding the mouth of the valley outside, watching the exit of the ruins. A shocking battle is about to begin. ”

Speaking of this, Du Mu "coughed" twice, and then continued: "As soon as he fought, Fan Luochen was shocked away, if he didn't have a strong body, he would have been abolished at this moment." Seeing this, Du Liangjun sighed in his heart, he was embarrassed and couldn't keep his hand. Du Liangjun roared: "Borrow my Divine Eye!" Immediately, Du Liangjun directly opened his Spatial Divine Eye, and with the Ancient Divine Eye of the mortal dust, his power instantly skyrocketed to the Holy Lord level!

"Du Mu, your 'Holy Lord level' strength is nothing more than that. Xu Mingshan said jokingly.

"! Xu Mingshan, don't talk nonsense!"

He glared at the other party very unhappily: "Go on." I saw Du Liangjun punch out......"

At this time, Du Mu had already finished moving his muscles and bones, so he jumped up and blasted down with a cannon fist in the air, and then continued: "I saw a pitch-black spatial crack like a blade killing the death guard, it was the 'Space Crack Slash'. This move directly tore through the space, killing two saint-level death guards in an instant. Immediately afterwards, Du Liangjun condensed into a soldier, and a silver-white sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.......

"Du Liangjun still has his own blind voice?"

"Ahem, don't worry about these details...... In short, the remaining dead guard was also knocked to the ground by Du Liangjun. Du Liangjun thought that the Emperor of Death would definitely be furious at this time, so he thought about contacting his best friend Zeng Haozong before he was reincarnated. Although Zeng Haozong's strength is a little worse than when he was in his heyday, he is also a venerable-level power, and there is no problem in blocking the Death Emperor. ”

Du Mu stopped when he said this, and waved his hand at Xu Mingshan and the others: "Let me conceive and conceive later, let's practice now, and then update it in the evening." ”

Entering the state of cultivation, Du Mu's temperament changed suddenly, and the teasing appearance when telling the story disappeared, replaced by a sharp and restrained grandmaster demeanor. He stepped back and forth and stood on a three-body pile, the leisurely aura on his body was swept away, and the whole person seemed to be holding a spear. After standing like this for about a quarter of an hour, he switched from pile gong to boxing, starting with splitting boxing, and practicing the Five Elements Fist back and forth several times.

Lu Qingyi's situation is similar to him, and Xu Mingshan's half-man is just standing on a round pile - he can't catch up with the other party in terms of academics, but in terms of kung fu, Xu Mingshan is not his opponent.

Taking advantage of the break, Du Mu walked to Xu Mingshan's side and began to help him check and correct the boxing fight.

"Ah, yes, there's basically nothing wrong with the round pile. Take a look at the three-body pose. ”

Xu Mingshan stood up for the three-body pile according to his words. Du Mu groped around his waist and crotch for a while, pressing and pressing, helping him find the feeling of strength.

"Hands and feet together, elbows and knees together, shoulders and hips together, this is what the outer triad says. ”

Du Mu only mentioned it a little, and didn't say anything long. Xu Mingshan, this guy reads a lot of books, and has dabbled in anatomy and physiology, and he doesn't need to explain too much about the theoretical part.

Now there is no shortage of "muscles" and "mechanics" in the martial arts world, who are full of words, but in fact the level is not good, and I don't know how many people have really studied human physiology and biophysics. In contrast, Xu Mingshan was able to build a 3D mannequin on a computer to conduct a preliminary analysis of the activity of each muscle, and the level was unknown to him. Du Mu's uncle, who was a professor in medical school, was very optimistic about Xu Mingshan.

"Well, then again, Akiyama sent a message a few days ago asking if he had ever considered opening a project in this area during the holidays......"

Du Mu shook his head, put aside the distractions in his mind, and walked into the gym next door to train his core muscles. After finishing the training, Xu Mingshan went back to the house to take a shower when he was almost finished, leaving him and Lu Qingyi wiping their sweat and shaking the big guns in the martial arts arena.

The practice method is different from the playing style, he is restrained when he is practicing and rectifying his strength, and he lacks the fierceness of killing people like cutting grass.

Du Mu's big gun pile skills are quite good, in addition to the integration of strength, the control of the gun barrel can also be like a finger. Lu Qingyi's level is similar to him. After the two of them practiced the pile skills of shaking the gun, they were blocking, holding, piercing and dotting the puppet target. This round of marksmanship practice took nearly two hours.

Lu Qingyi stopped first, her pretty face was flushed, she stared at Du Mu intently, and she didn't speak. Sensing the other party's gaze, he immediately put away his gun and stared at the pair of obsidian-like pupils with a smile. The girl lowered her head slightly shyly, crossed her hands behind her back, and then raised her head again and beckoned to go out for a walk.

Internal kung fu focuses on nourishing qi. The temperature in the martial arts arena is suitable, and when the two of them practice, they close their pores with pile skills, so naturally they don't sweat much, and the heat brought by the exercise condenses but does not disperse.

As we enter October, the weather is getting cooler, and it is the evening when the sun sets, and most of the heat outside has disappeared. After hanging up the big gun, Du Mu and Lu Qingyi held hands and walked side by side in the courtyard where the vegetation was scattered. The two of them turned around a few times, and felt that the heat surging in their bodies had precipitated into the lower abdomen, waist and kidneys, and then they went home to wash their bodies.

When Du Mu entered the house, Xu Mingshan was leisurely lying on the recliner next to the floor-to-ceiling window reading a book, and he had changed into clean clothes. He walked over to the other and held out his hand and shook it.

"Yo!"

Xu Mingshan slowed down for a moment before he reacted: "What, it's over?"

"Hmm. Anyway, you really hold a book whenever you have time! No wonder you were called a nerd when you were in Qiulan. ”

"Cut, you're no better, you're not a martial arts idiot!" the other party glanced at him angrily, "And who said that I only know empty talk? Knowledge can be completely combined with reality." ”

"Ha, then why don't you use your psychological knowledge to deal with Liu Ruoxue?"

Liu Ruoxue is Du Mu's junior high school classmate, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that she has a crush on Xu Mingshan, but the latter has always been unapologetic for three years, and there has been no further development after graduation. At the end of the third year of junior high school, the class had discussed the matter between the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since they went abroad.

Xu Mingshan was silent for a while, and then said leisurely: "I can only say it, I am not here, there are more important things." ”

"Eh, don't you really plan to dedicate yourself to science? Even so, don't you ......look at Sora Akiyama's weirdness?"

At this moment, the mobile phone in Du Mu's pocket vibrated slightly, reminding him that a message had been sent.

"I'll see...... Uh, dad they said they wouldn't come back for dinner, let's figure it out ourselves. ”

"Well, Lu Qingyi is estimated to have already cooked a meal over there, and he can't worry about eating at this time. Xu Mingshan put down the book and stood up, "You go take a shower first, and I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything to prepare." ”

When he was in China, Du Mu went to play with Xu Mingshan, and knew that the other party's cooking skills were not bad, so he nodded and walked towards his bedroom.

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