Chapter 3 Sharpening the Knife
The next day, he rented a 10-square-meter bungalow in Huangcun, a small and low-rise bungalow in Huangcun, on the edge of urban and rural areas. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
In fact, the most important reason why Ma Yi rented this room was that he accidentally discovered that there was a faint aura in this room. This is an aura of the earth, which is very helpful for him to practice the True Sutra of Innocence.
The house is a simple version of the Hakka palace-style walled house, only about a few decades old, and the wall is also a brick wall, not the traditional wall made of soil, in fact, it is not a Hakka walled house in the strict sense, but the owner of the house referred to the Hakka palace-style walled house model when building the house, and added the elements of the walled house.
The single room rented by Ma Yi is a room in the walled house.
There are about seven or eight rooms in the whole walled house, but there are only two tenants, one is a couple in their early thirties, Lu He and Gu Hua, and their lively and lovely daughter, two-year-old Coco. Not only do they live for free, but the landlord also pays them a salary every month because they are also responsible for the management and cleaning of the entire house.
Another householder said that Gu Hua was a nurse, the beautiful Luo Rong, who worked the night shift, black and white were reversed, which really hurt her.
"You can rest assured, the landlord is a good person, but you must not do some messy things here, which will ruin the feng shui here." Gu Hua only accepted Ma Yi's rent of 50 yuan this month, and she didn't even need to collect a deposit.
The house was built by the old landlord when he was young, and Mr. Feng Shui said that the feng shui here is excellent, and the whole house is located on the dragon's back, which has the potential to sit on the dragon and fly to the sky.
Sure enough, his son grew up to be a great official.
The old landlord did not dare to forget the advice of Mr. Feng Shui, and after he moved out, he asked someone to help guard the old house and guard the feng shui. In order to keep the house popular enough, the landlord freed up two more rooms for rent, and the rent was only a nominal amount. Otherwise, although this house is a bungalow, the rent of 50 yuan cannot be rented anywhere.
Listening to Lu He's introduction, Ma Yi seemed to understand the reason why there would be a trace of aura in the room, he didn't understand Feng Shui, and he didn't know if Mr. Feng Shui saw the aura here, but this is no longer important, the important thing is that he can use the aura here to cultivate the truth from now on, and he wants to practice the vitality to a double or higher level as soon as possible.
At dinner, Ma Yi finally saw Luo Rong, who had just gotten up and was ready to eat and work the night shift.
Luo Rong is 168cm tall, her figure is okay, at least she should be convex and convex, she should be warped, her face is also good, her chin is plump, her middle is clear and deep, her earlobes are thick, she is a typical Wangfu look, I don't know who she will fall into in the future, and which man will be cheaper.
It's a pity that because she often works night shifts, her face is covered with scarlet youth beans, which makes her look at a flower from a distance and rotten tea residue up close.
Luo Rong is not as beautiful as Juzi, but Juzi's heart is too vicious, Luo Rong speaks softly, greets each other with a smile, gentle and lovely, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Gu Hua is a rural woman, she has not yet become Chinese, and in terms of appearance, even Luo Rong is not as good, but she has a good heart, because Luo Rong has to work night shifts, and every day she helps Luo Rong cook, so that she can get up and eat hot meals.
In fact, there are many good women in the world, but I was unlucky and met a femme fatale. When Ma Yi ate with them, he quietly sighed in his heart.
After eating, Luo Rong went to work, Gu Hua wanted to coax Coco to sleep, Ma Yi and Lu He chatted for a while and then walked into their room, returned to the room, sat on the bed and began to practice the True Sutra of Innocence.
Ma Yi sat precariously with his handprints facing the sky, exhaling softly and inhaling slowly, slowly inhaling the spiritual energy of the ground in the room into the spiritual platform. The aura of the earth is very weak, but it is valuable that it continuously provides aura to Ma Yi.
The earth aura and the original vitality of the spirit platform are integrated, running a small Zhou Tian in the body, and then a big Zhou Tian, although it still has not broken through the first weight of the Yuan Qi and advanced to the second level, but Ma Yi has clearly felt that the Yuan Qi in the body is much thicker than the original, and there are faint signs of breakthrough, the body seems to be lighter than before, and the spirit is much fuller, and the whole body seems to have inexhaustible strength.
Ma Yi was very happy, and was about to sleep, but faintly heard Lu He's sigh and Gu Hua's suppressed cry in the other room. Although there is some distance between the two rooms and the door is closed, Ma Yi already has a lot of vitality, and his hearing is naturally extraordinary, and he can hear clearly.
He couldn't help but shake his head, in fact, when he was chatting, his heavenly eyes saw that Lu He had a hidden disease. Because he was still shallow, he was not sure, and he did not dare to heal him rashly, so he did not squeak.
Gu Hua's cry in the middle of the night confirmed his judgment, and Ma Yi couldn't help but feel a little complacent.
During the day, the ground aura in the room is weaker, but for Ma Yi, who only has a heavy vitality, it is feasible to avoid strength, he doesn't want to interrupt his cultivation, and he accumulates a lot, and persistence is victory. If he could break through the first level earlier and advance to the second level of vitality, he would be able to solve Lu He's unspeakable hidden as soon as possible.
He also had to find Bu Ren to settle the account between them. Bu Ren not only robbed his wife, but also wanted his own life, he didn't treat himself as a human being!
His life is worthless in the eyes of others, and his dignity is trampled under his feet as, and he finally understands that if he wants others to respect him and want others to take care of his face, he is definitely not wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
Because weakness can only backfire and will only make them look down on themselves more. When our sincerity and forbearance cannot be exchanged for the respect he should give, we must use our own strength to have a dialogue with him, and what Ma Yi lacks at present is strength.
If our Huaxia has the strength to treat the F22 and F35 fighter jets of the United States, the Nimitz-class aircraft carrier battle group and other war weapons as works at the primary school students' model aircraft exhibition, Uncle Sam promises not to instigate Xiaofei to make waves in the South China Sea, and Xiaofei will not dare to detain our Huaxia fishermen at will.
Press back into three and dare to say that ** Island belongs to his family?
Obviously, we don't have that kind of strength at the moment.
State affairs, family affairs, personal affairs, sometimes the truth is the same.
After half a month of unremitting efforts, Ma Yi finally broke through the first level of vitality and advanced to the second level of vitality.
"Lu He, do you have that disease?"
Ma Yi's strength has increased greatly, and he is beginning to move. In addition to the illustration of the mantra for cultivating the true qi, the Wuzhen Sutra is also an encyclopedia, these days, Ma Yi is familiar with medical books while practicing qi, and his medical skills have been improved. But all this is only at the theoretical level, it is in the nature of talking on paper, and he really wants to confirm it through practical cases, and by the way, prove his overall strength after cultivating the truth.
He is not a reckless person, he will not be stupid enough to directly challenge Ah Hu and Ah Leopard, their strength is far superior to Brother Kui, Brother Kui is just a piece of hob meat with only a bit of brute strength, and they are serious thugs. If theory is out of touch with reality, he will immediately go from being a challenger to a masochist, and he will risk being buried alive again.
It is shameful for a gentleman not to stand under a dangerous wall, and to be a turtle with a shrunken head, but the instinct necessary to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in life is still necessary. The shrewd Ma Yi didn't think of another problem, in case he killed Doctor Lu He, as a three-no black doctor, even if Lu He volunteered to be a guinea pig for him, it seemed that the law would not spare him.
Hehe, a wise man must make a mistake, Ma Yi is just a wandering migrant worker, he urgently needs to prove himself now, his only choice is to fool the migrant worker brother Lu He, as for the consequences, leave it to God to deal with.
Taking advantage of the hot wine, Ma Yi deliberately asked Lu He mysteriously.
"Which disease?" Lu He was inexplicable.
"It's impotence." You're a girl, my brother originally thought of your face, and deliberately said it a little secretly, but you kid can't understand people's words, so don't blame my brother for speaking directly.
Lu He's old face suddenly turned red, and he glared at Ma Yi in surprise: "How do you know?" ”
His own hidden illness is a first-class secret for his husband and wife, and even the parents of both parties don't know their privacy, and Ma Yi knew his problem just a few days after moving in, could it be ......
Lu He suddenly thought about it, and his bloodshot eyes swept over a group of afterimages of himself wearing a green velvet hat on his head lingering in the cold wind.
"I'm a miracle doctor, so I know everything."
Ma Yi proudly stroked the goatee of the virtual existence, he urgently needed Lu He, the little mouse, to test whether the vitality of his cultivation was as mysterious as the Wuzhen Sutra said, so he had to make up an aura of a miracle doctor for himself, so that Lu He, the little mouse, could be used obediently for himself.
"Divine Doctor!" Lu He exclaimed excitedly.
Lu He usually doesn't like to watch the news, he doesn't know that the world is full of Taoist miracle doctors, and the market price is as cheap as a little cabbage on the street, and he doesn't understand another meaning of the miracle doctor, he really thinks that he has met a miracle doctor in the dust of the game.
This miracle doctor is as poor as himself, renting a house with a rent of 50 yuan a month, instead of living in a villa, driving a luxury car, and covering ** high-ranking officials, he is not like a charlatan. This made Lu He, who was born in the toiling public, feel very cordial, and naturally believed in Ma Yi.
"Can you cure me?" The divine doctor fell from the sky, and Lu He was as excited as he picked up gold in the pile of shit, with a look of reverence, and even his name changed.
"Hand to the disease." Ma Yi was not ashamed.
"But...... But...... I didn't ...... Not much...... Money. ”
Lu He was a little embarrassed. In order to treat his illness over the years, he has already spent all his savings, and he has borrowed foreign debts, according to his intentions, he wants to give up, and he is satisfied if he already has a child. But Gu Hua didn't want to be widowed, and he didn't want to divorce, so he was in a dilemma. He sought medical advice everywhere, but unfortunately the money was not spent, but his condition did not improve in the slightest.
"It's free." Ma Yi spit out two words lightly, but it was enough to make Lu Helei unable to find the north.
"Free ...... Don't ......" Lu He was so excited that he couldn't speak, and his face turned even redder.
You are excited, my brother is just using you as a guinea pig, and it is not really a hanging pot to help the world, opening a granary and setting up a porridge shed, Ma Yi is full of disdain, but his face is full of compassion and kindness of Guanyin Bodhisattva, so he almost holds the bottle in his left hand, pinches the lotus formula in his right hand, and recites Amitabha Buddha in his mouth.
"God...... Divine doctor, when will it be cured? ”
"Right now!"
"Click!" Happiness came too fiercely, Lu He didn't hlop for a while, people slipped off the chairs, wine spilled, chairs overturned, and people fell to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Gu Hua poked her head out of the room.
"It's okay, Lao Lu drank too much." Ma Yi said to Gu Hua while helping Lu He up.
"Drink less, now there are more fakes." Gu Hua retracted her head.