(Slightly modified from previous chapter)

Routine!

I thought it was a realistic urban text, but I changed the style of painting if I didn't agree with it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gu Yu didn't know how dangerous the situation was just now, he had been occupied by the surging soul of complaining, and he was still accompanied by panic and excitement. It is no wonder that the worldview of the past 21 years has been completely refreshed, and the good young people who have always taken scientific development as their concept suddenly became confused.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

He dragged Mazar past him, and sat down reluctantly, trying to remember what had just happened.

The entrance of the red fruit turned into a cool feeling swimming in the body, and he seemed to have lost consciousness, but he could still feel a little. That coolness should have sunk to the dantian, forming a small mass, uh, something wonderful.

He wasn't really sure, just had a vague feeling.

"I have to think about it, in general, like this, I should ...... first"

The creature muttered a few words, and then rolled up his sleeves, revealing a still white arm. He rubbed it again, and there was neither black mud nor a foul smell.

"Tsk, I'll just say squirrel LOW! Everyone can detoxify and nourish the skin, why don't I have it?"

Gu Yu pursed his lips, saw that there were no tourists around, and sat cross-legged on the grass again, closing his eyes. He is not a dead brain, all kinds of brain holes are gathered in one place in an instant, and it is still this reliable point.

That's right, it's almost universally used by all systems, meditation.

Generally speaking, ordinary people have to go through a certain period of practice to achieve the effect of meditation, but he does not use it. I have been making incense since I was a child, and now I have been honing my heart for more than ten years. So in a few breaths, he switched from the state of complaining to the state of elder.

"Hoo ......"

"Hoo ......"

He breathes deeply and rhythmically, his mind is free of distractions, and his consciousness is clear. At first, nothing changed, but gradually, there was an extremely faint fluctuation like an air current, slowly floating and winding around.

And this faint fluctuation is similar to the mass of things in the dantian.

Gu Yu continued to meditate, only to feel more and more fluctuations, but he never approached, let alone entered his body. After half a ring, he opened his eyes, happy and regretful.

Happily: if the inference is correct, then the fluctuation and the dantian are the aura between heaven and earth.

It's a pity: although Hongguo has helped a lot and can feel the aura, he doesn't know any cultivation tricks, and he can't absorb them.

It feels so bad!

It's like learning the art of chasing corpses with great difficulty, but as a result, everyone is buried at sea. Tired and tired, he learned to divide the money and settle the points, and the result had to be handed over to the state. upgraded all the way to the European Grand Slam, married the white fat man, and ended up with a certain guy.

"Hey......"

Gu Yu seemed to smile and sigh, and sure enough, life was unsatisfactory nine times out of ten.

He had a peaceful temperament and didn't complain much, and when he saw that the squirrel had been squatting by his side, he couldn't help but say: "You are so spiritual, you must have eaten some kind of heavenly treasure." ”

"Where did you get this fruit?"

"Is there anything else there?"

"You still see, you still see, you don't know that you didn't abide by the Basic Law?"

He muttered a few words, but the squirrel just tilted his head, not knowing what he meant.

"Oh, forget it......"

Gu Yu stood up, stood upright, and suddenly bowed deeply: "Fat brother, your gift is too precious, I owe you a favor, thank you!"

Fat you sister! Your whole family is fat!

It's a shame that the squirrel can't understand human language, otherwise he will strangle the girl in minutes. When it saw the human saluting, it squeaked and screamed with joy, and jumped all over the ground.

Gu Yu also smiled, seeing that it was getting late, he said, "Okay, I have to go, I don't have anything to eat today, I'll bring you some tomorrow." ”

After saying that, he put his hands to his mouth and made a peanut swallowing motion. Eh, this squirrel can understand, and it sways like a big-tailed wolf.

Gu Yuli packed up his things, put them on his shoulders, and his heart suddenly moved. The heavy burden became so light that it was effortless to carry.

He knew that this must be because of the aura, so he waved his hand and said, "Fat brother, bye!"

"Squeak!"

The squirrel also waved its paws, and the man and the mouse said goodbye.

…………

Gu Yu flew down the mountain and returned home, but he didn't feel hungry.

But he thought about it and made a meal, which was very simple, meat fried mung bean sprouts and spinach soup. He has been dependent on his grandfather since he was a child, and his housework skills are simply MAX, and he is even proficient in needlework.

When the meal was served, he tasted it carefully, tasted it carefully, and then said to himself: "The taste hasn't changed, it's not annoying, it's not bad!"

Mu method, he is really afraid that he will lose interest in cereals, so it is better to become a brother.

While eating, Fang Qing's little girl sneakily came over to rub the net, sitting in front of the computer and feeling refreshed. Gu Yu frowned when he saw it, and he had the heart to say a few words, but he was afraid of saying it seriously, so he pondered: "Qingqing, how are you reviewing?"

"What else can I do, I will know what I should know, and I won't learn what I shouldn't. ”

"Are you sure?"

"No, I know what level I have, so I expect to explode on the day of the exam. "She's heartless.

"What are you going to do, I mean, if you don't get good grades?" he asked.

"Then I'm ......"

Fang Qing finally turned his head, his little face also changed slightly, and said, "I'll go to the technical school." ”

Technical?

Gu Yu was silent, technical secondary school, vocational high school, technical school, what kind of professional standard and school-running atmosphere this brother is, everyone in the society knows. The regular ones are better, but the most afraid of those who make money privately, drink and fight, skip classes and surf the Internet, not to mention sexual openness, the key is that you can't learn anything at all.

He looked at the other party, but there was nothing he could do. The little girl doesn't like to learn, and second, she doesn't have that brain, so she can't do anything.

"Fang Qing!"

"Fang Qing!"

At this moment, there were a few shouts outside the gate, and the little girl was startled and hurriedly said, "My mother called me, brother, I'm leaving!"

She ran out of the door in a hurry, and Gu Yu couldn't help sighing: Let her play with the computer, it's not like that, if you don't let her play, you can sneak into the Internet café or something, it will be even worse. If you tell Uncle Fang, you can get a family accident.

In short, it's sad.

After dinner and a short rest, Gu Yu went into the studio again and began to make the remaining thirty awakening incense. He adjusted the mud, put it on the board, and put his fingers on it.

This one, the feeling is different.

The mud seemed to stick to the skin, as if it was integrated, and the density, texture, texture, and even taste were clearly reflected in consciousness. And this consciousness is no longer illusory and imaginary, but smart and concrete, as if it wants to come to life.

Gu Yu was slightly surprised, but immediately got rid of the distracting thoughts and began to rub as if he had repeated it thousands of times.

The cabin is secluded and the atmosphere is ancient and mysterious.

As he rubs it, the clay slowly extends and thins under his fingers, and finally takes shape into a uniform and clear incense stick with a mellow color, like a finely carved work of art.

"This ...... It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Gu Yu stopped his movements and looked at the incense stick repeatedly, even he was surprised. When he made this incense, he did not have the feeling of "making", but sublimated into a kind of "creation".

More than ten years of accumulation, from hand to heart, from skill to realm, from craftsmanship to aura - this is the level of improvement.

He was reluctant to create this kind of creation, so he immediately pinched a little more incense clay and began to make a second one.

Thirty sticks of incense, actually shortened by half compared to yesterday, neatly stacked on the board, giving people a unique sense of comfort.

Gu Yu didn't feel tired, and covered a few blank sheets of paper as usual, waiting for the shade to dry. The incense sticks he had made yesterday were dry, so he walked into the courtyard with a plate, hooked his foot against the wall, and lifted the hanging board, revealing a small cellar.

That's the benefit of the countryside, where there is no place to dig up. The cellar is not small, it is still dug by my grandfather back then, a standard Tibetan incense cellar.

He jumped down, put the plate on the shelf, and after half a month, when the smoke and fire dissipated, it was the awakening fragrance of the finished product.

In early summer, the nights get longer.

The whole phoenix set was shrouded in the night, the sparks were lit, the dogs barked and the insects chirped, and the trivial sounds of husband and wife quarreling and children crying were faintly heard. To the east, it's a completely different scene, with bustling traffic, bright street lights, and businesses still closed, guarding energetic young customers.

Within one city, it is like two worlds.

Gu Yu stood in the empty courtyard for a while, and only when it was a little cold did he wipe himself back to the house. The man fell on the bed, but he couldn't sleep at all, and he opened his eyes to look at the dark roof.

When people have adventures, they will be excited, but they will behave differently. He is a serious inner (men) and restrained (sao) character, and his feelings are not too exposed, but it does not mean that he is not excited, excited, or confused.

After 21 years of living physically and mentally healthy and sexually normal, a squirrel opened a door to mystery - why is this so strange?

He longed, and was determined, to push open the door and see how wonderful the world was inside. Even though the road is bumpy and thorny.