After the start-up cocktail party ended, Yang Qi did not go back to the hotel arranged for him by the crew, but instructed Mo Wenjing to drive the car back to Snake Garden. The wind and rain outside the car window have already lightened, and the summer rainstorm is like this, it comes and goes quickly.

Li Hongyan and Zhou Axing were sitting in a car behind, so there were only Mo Wenjing and Yang Qi in this car at this time.

Car music is all the sounds in the car, and Mo Wenjing quietly paid attention to Yang Qi in the back seat while driving.

In Mo Wenjing's eyes, Yang Qi's mood at this time didn't seem to be high, his hands were folded on his thighs, and his eyes were half-squinted at the rain curtain outside the car window, and there might be pedestrians and vehicles.

She didn't know what he was thinking, she also asked, in the more than a year she had been Yang Qi's assistant, she had seen a lot of Yang Qi's quiet appearance in private.

In her eyes, Yang Qi's character is definitely the kind of young and old.

is obviously not yet 20 years old, but his personality is more like a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

So, what was Yang Qi thinking?

Are you still thinking about what Xu Lu wants to connect him with Bu Ling at the cocktail party?

Not really!

He has already made up his mind about that matter, and he will not bother thinking about it anymore, at this time, looking at the rain scene outside the car window, he is thinking of his grandfather, rainy days are always easy to evoke a person's memories, easy to make people sad.

Just like Yang Qi at this time, looking at the rain scene outside the car window, his mind can't help but recall a lot of past events in his previous life, the past is like yesterday, vividly, in the past, when it rained, grandpa liked to sit in the corridor in front of the house to drink tea and smoke, and the rain curtain outside seemed to be a good dish for him to drink.

Yang Qi used to like to drink with his grandfather, talk about the past and the present together, and talk about some spiritual things together, anyway, in Yang Qi's memory, he and his grandfather basically don't go out on rainy days, drinking and chatting at home.

But now when he thinks of those days, his heart is full of nostalgia.

If he could turn back time, he would still like to live such a dull life with his grandfather......

Plainness is the greatest happiness!

But now that life is so bland, I can only reminisce, thinking about it, Yang Qi's eyes slowly closed.

His cultivation, as he had expected, had successfully broken through the Five Elements Realm just a few days ago and entered the Yin and Yang Realm, and now the internal force in his dantian, or mana, had become distinct, one black and one white, winding and circling in his dantian.

The Yang family's "Copper Rune Iron Coupon" is a very magical exercise, and before cultivating to the sixth layer, the energy cultivated by the "Copper Rune Iron Coupon" is very similar to the true qi practiced by ordinary martial arts exercises.

But once the cultivation reaches the sixth layer of the Yin and Yang Realm, the true qi in the cultivator's body will fade into the appearance of true qi, and it is no longer suitable to say that it is internal force and true qi.

It should be called mana!

Just like Yang Qi is now, the mana in his body now seems to be real and illusory, and he can feel that it exists, but sometimes he feels that it does not exist.

But as soon as the mind moved, those mana powers were like arms and fingers, and they turned as they wished.

The magic of mana is far beyond the effectiveness he showed before, the power is gone, but what can be done is not the same.

Yang Qi, who closed his eyes, suddenly made a decision in his heart - to perform the reincarnation technique for his grandfather tonight and send him to the old man's reincarnation.

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Late that night, in the middle of the moon, close to midnight, Yang Qi got up and got out of bed, and in the dark room, he was originally meditating on the bed with his knees crossed.

He didn't set an alarm clock, but when it was almost midnight, he immediately opened his eyes and got out of bed.

Ordinary people need to distinguish time based on external objects, but to the extent that he has cultivated, he can already infer time according to the operation laws of various organs in the body.

Walking from the side of the bed to the window, pushing open the window with his hand, Yang Qi lifted it one step and stepped on the window sill nearly one meter high, but there was no abruptness in the feeling, as if this foot should have been able to step so high.

Then, he walked out of the window step by step, the room he lived in was on the second floor, but as he walked down, the void under his feet seemed to have an invisible staircase, and after a few steps, he had already stepped on the earth in the snake garden.

The rain has long stopped, the wind blows the trees in the snake garden, between the shaking of the leaves, the whispering sound is clear in the ears, and the air with the smell of earth is exhaled into the chest, the corners of Yang Qi's mouth are slightly raised, but his eyes are slightly narrowed.

The corners of his mouth are smiling, but his slightly squinted eyes reveal a sad color.

His footsteps did not stop, step by step, walking towards the depths of the snake garden, it seemed that the pace was not fast, but the figure quickly entered the depths of the snake garden.

The ground in the snake garden is not flat, the whole snake garden is composed of several small hills, and only the winding road at the foot of the mountain is flat.

And the road Yang Qi took at this time was a path up the mountain.

In the snake garden at midnight, there are only a few dim street lamps on the side of the road, and the rest of the place is dark.

Of course, this kind of night does not hinder Yang Qi in any way, in his eyes, day and night, his vision is not much affected, the difference is that the scenery he sees during the day is bright, and what he sees at night, every scene and everything is dark tone.

If someone sees him at this time, sees him head-on, and looks at his eyes, they will find that in the night, Yang Qi's half-squinted eyes are frighteningly bright, like two small lights suddenly lit up in the night.

The top of the mountain is hundreds of meters away from the foot of the mountain, and Yang Qi has already appeared on the top of the mountain after a few breaths.

The view here is broad, looking around, you can see the small building behind you, and you can also see the outline of those swarthy mountain bags near and far, and the cool breeze at night seems to be stronger, blowing on Yang Qi's body, making the clothes and pants on his body make a hunting sound, blowing on his face, making his half-length hair fly with the wind.

At the foot of the platform is a platform paved with stone bricks, and the platform is surrounded by a one-foot-high fence made of stones.

This platform area is very small, at most five or six square meters, it was specially built by the previous owner of the snake garden, and there is a stone table and several stone benches in the middle of the platform.

Maybe the former owner of the snake garden likes to come here to drink tea and chat with people in his spare time!

After Yang Qi took over this snake garden, he came here, but he didn't drink tea here.

But tonight, this was the place he had chosen to perform his grandfather's rebirth technique.

Standing on the edge of the platform, facing the night breeze, Yang Qi's face was indifferent, and his bright eyes looked at the few cold stars in the sky, as if one of those cold stars was the incarnation of his grandfather.

Sometimes, Yang Qi will feel that modern technology is too advanced and not good, just like at this moment he looks up at the sky and looks at the cold stars in the sky, but he can't make himself believe that one of the stars is really his grandfather.

Because the science he studied as a child would remind him that the stars in the sky are planets similar to the earth, and they do not represent anyone who has passed away.

There is a lack of sustenance in people's hearts.