Big brother, since I was a child, I have never had such a pleasure fighting with people, at least, breaking people's bones, and the one we beat was still the rich second generation and the second generation of officials that we could not hope for before. ”

In the dormitory, Zhang Guowen, who wore his school uniform over his shoulders, sat on the chair with his legs crossed, and said with his eyebrows fluttering, the gold-rimmed glasses had already been thrown aside, and the irrepressible excitement gushed out from his eyes like a flood that burst the embankment, and it seemed that the emotions that had been suppressed for many years exploded in an instant.

Big brother, we beat them up today, and things may get bigger, but don't worry too much. Wang Shengyu smiled and tried his best to make a calm appearance.

What's the matter, the three of us carry it together, brothers work together, its profits are broken, and the matter is still provoked by those three hateful second ancestors! ”

It's okay. Gazing at the autumn cicadas on the branches outside the window and the droplets of water dripping from the leaves, Long Yunfeng's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and an elusive arc slowly appeared on the corners of his mouth.

The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, and the three second ancestors who rely on the energy of their fathers for power and fortune can't make any climate, at least in my eyes, they are nothing. ”

The eldest brother is really the eldest brother, not only does he study well, but his martial arts are also first-class, and his courage is even more unattainable! ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Guowen smiled happily, and instantly gave Long Yunfeng a thumbs up in his heart.

Long Yunfeng is his eldest brother, the eldest brother he really respects in his heart!

Big brother, where are you going? Seeing Long Yunfeng walking out of the dormitory silently, Wang Shengyu immediately shouted eagerly.

As soon as the war ended, although the three Second Ancestors suffered heavy losses, it was difficult to ensure that they did not leave any behind, so seeing Long Yunfeng walking out of the dormitory so quietly, Wang Shengyu, who had always been warm-hearted, couldn't help but worry about the safety of his roommates.

I'll go down there and breathe, it's none of your business. Long Yunfeng said lightly, waved his hand lightly at Wang Shengyu and the others, turned around and walked down the stairs.

He didn't pay too much attention to the affairs of the three second ancestors, even if their fathers could reach into the red wall of Zhongnanhai, Long Yunfeng would not be afraid.

If such a heavyweight leader uses his political energy to anger his children who have suffered from school fights, then the country should also be finished! ”

That's what he thought in his heart.

Although corruption is endless, this country is far from being hopelessly corrupted!

Before he knew it, he came to a locust forest downstairs in the dormitory.

The locust person, the ghost in the wood, where the locust tree is everywhere, its land will be yin! ”

Looking at the patches of locust leaves with dark colors and a treacherous atmosphere, Long Yunfeng blinked his eyes slightly, and then slowly took out a bamboo slip from his body

It is an authentic bamboo slip, which is engraved with many long-lost ancient characters with a knife and pen, as if tadpoles are swimming in it.

This bamboo slip was accidentally discovered under a banyan tree after he had solved the three second ancestors, so he carefully put it away.

Wang Shengyu and Zhang Guowen didn't know that he had obtained such a thing.

It's not that he is stingy and hides his selfishness, if he picks up millions of oceans, he must be stingy to divide them equally with the two, and it doesn't matter if he even takes the small head himself.

It's just that this bamboo slip is too weird, and he always feels that letting those two people know is not necessarily a good thing, and maybe it will cause unpredictable trouble.

Therefore, he did not say anything about this book, and no one knew about it except himself.

In the center of the bamboo slips, there are three ancient characters that I don't know what age they are, and Long Yunfeng reluctantly translated them into the contemporary Chinese character "Xuanling Jue" by virtue of the memories left by some Zhiwei books in his spare time!

The majestic strength penetrates through the bamboo back, as if an inexplicable force has left a deep imprint on the paper!

What is this thing? Long Yunfeng frowned slightly, and his dark eyes rolled around.

Every word seemed to be alive, as if there was a mysterious magic power, attracting Long Yunfeng and calling him to look down.

What made him feel even more strange was that these strange ancient characters actually gave him an inexplicable affinity!

That feeling was similar to when he slashed the evil Jiao and absorbed the mysterious power.

Driven by curiosity, he had to keep looking.

The soul is yin, the soul is yang, the soul is like a helmsman, and the soul is like a boat......

With some sporadic knowledge learned from scratching together on weekdays, Long Yunfeng barely understood the first paragraph of text.

Righteousness is that there is a soul in a person's body, but it is a soul, not a soul!

Soul and spirit are actually two words, two meanings.

The soul is the soul and is feminine.

And the spirit is also the body, the physique, which is masculine!

If you want to use a metaphor, a person's life is like rowing a boat or driving a car through it.

The soul is the helmsman and the driver.

The body is a boat, a car.

Therefore, in life, we must cultivate our lives and natures! ”

Cultivating life and cultivating nature? Long Yunfeng's two sword eyebrows tightened slightly, and a visible halo flashed between his eyes.

In popular understanding, it should be cultivated while cultivating the body, but also the soul! ”

In this era when you can already drive a spaceship to the moon to see Sister Chang'e, this argument that there is still a soul in the human body and the like, and the body is controlled by the soul is very absurd.

At least, many people will think so, and will naturally regard this bamboo slip as some kind of cult fallacy.

In the past, Long Yunfeng would have thought the same way.

It's just that I think back to the evil Jiao in Tianchi, the mysterious power I absorbed, and the physique that was inadvertently improved......

The world is full of wonders! ”

Eight words, like a rainbow after a muffled thunderstorm, appeared in his mind very clearly.

The urge to keep looking down once again filled his heart.

However, new difficulties were very difficult and soon came.

After all, he is not an expert scholar specializing in paleographies, but a half-baked amateur.

In the future, the ancient characters became more and more obscure, and the deeper he pondered, the more he felt that he was reading a book from heaven.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and open the website he frequented about ancient Chinese characters.

His knowledge was limited, so he had to look up the strange words word by word.

Damn, is this Long Yunfeng a person, fighting, it's so powerful! “

In the grove, Han Datian clutched his chest and scolded angrily while coughing up blood.

There is no trace of blood in sight on the fat face, and the skin that is so thick that you can pinch out a pinch of oil is simply whiter than white paper!

Brother Datian, this kid is simply crazy! ”

Oh, yes! He wasn't a person at all, and before I could see how he got to him, I was inexplicably hit in the head, and then I just went to consciousness

The thugs supported each other, staggered to their feet, and said a word about the situation of being unilaterally tortured and killed just now.

No matter who it is, as long as the word "Long Yunfeng" is mentioned, they will involuntarily feel a tremble.

For them, the three words "Long Yunfeng" are simply a nightmare.

Brother Da Tian, I don't know where Yuan Mengke's guy went, could he have run to the school hospital to call an ambulance? She Mingfei sat slumped against a big banyan tree, wiping the sweat from his face with his sleeves, his half-squinted eyes full of worry.

If Yuan Mengke's guy recklessly ran to the school hospital to ask for an ambulance and shouted for help, then their face of "one middle school and four youths" would be lost.

It wouldn't be a bad thing if he really ran to call an ambulance, after all, so many of us here are injured and in urgent need of medical treatment, and the sooner we get medical treatment, the sooner we can avoid the deterioration of the injury. Han Datian said in a deep voice, panting heavily.

said so, but She Mingfei frowned and stopped talking.

You're worried that our story will spread on campus and have a bad impact on our reputation, right? Han Datian's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked thoughtfully.

Don't worry, the director of the school hospital knows our details, and our business is to give him ten dares, and he doesn't dare to talk nonsense, unless, he doesn't want to do it in No. 1 Middle School; Also, I will personally call the principal later, tell him what happened here, he will know what to do, don't look at him on the TV, in the newspaper look sanctimonious, worried about the country and the people, in fact, I don't know how many times I have met with my dad at the wine table, it is no exaggeration to say that without my dad's help, he would not have wanted to be the principal of Jishi No. 1 Middle School at all! ”

Han Datian's eyebrows fluttered, and a natural sense of superiority slowly appeared on his face.

So Brother Da Tian, what about that kid Long Yunfeng? Could it be that he just let him go, after staying in No. 1 Middle School for so long, it is the first time that we have let people lose face like this! She Mingfei clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

If he could, he really wanted to emulate the ancient torture and tie Long Yunfeng to the torture rack and slash him one by one.

Of course, I can't just forget it, how to deal with him, let me think about it again. Han Datian said compassionately, his left hand slowly raised, and gently placed it on his chin.