Perhaps it was because Yuan Ling'er rarely met a sunny and optimistic and well-informed peer like Luo Yang, and the two talked a lot on the mountain, from Yuan Ling'er going to school when she was a child, and then dropping out of school at the age of twelve and moving here with her grandfather.

There is joy and sorrow, but more is helplessness in life.

Although what Yuan Ling'er said was light and light, Luo Yang listened to it extremely heavy. Yuan Ling'er didn't seem to have such a hearty chat for a long time, but after chatting, she was in a much happier mood.

When I got home, it was getting late.

Uncle Yuan had already returned from the mountains and was cooking.

Seeing Luo Yang and the two of them coming back, Uncle Yuan looked at Luo Yang and said with a smile: "I'm lucky today, I went up the mountain to pick a few dendrobiums, and I will cook them for you later." When did that thing be greatly supplemented, it is a rare Chinese herbal medicine. ”

Luo Yang took it out casually and took a look, isn't it the kind of iron wind bucket that Qin Yixue picked in the mountains last time, I heard Qin Yixue say that this medicinal material has the effect of strengthening muscles and bones, and the wild one should be used even more effectively. Qin Yixue was even kidnapped by Jin Damin for the sake of those dozens of iron wind buckets, and almost died.

This kind of medicinal material has no effect on the current Luo Yang at all, although Luo Yang really doesn't know where his problem is, he can feel it, it is definitely not physical.

Uncle Yuan specially ate the leftover chicken soup at noon, then cut the dendrobium into sections, added it to the chicken soup and boiled it, boiled it thickly, and after cooking, it was accompanied by some bay leaves or other ingredients, and brought it to Luo Yang.

And their grandfather and grandson ate the thin rice soup that they drank at noon, with steamed bread cakes, and a little pickled vegetables of their own.

They seemed to be afraid that Luo Yang would see what they were eating, so they deliberately hid in the kitchen to eat.

But how can Luo Yang eat it. Holding the bowl, he put it in the kitchen, filled a bowl of thin rice soup by himself, grabbed a dry steamed bread cake, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Bad taste?" Uncle Yuan still thought that what he did was not in line with Luo Yang's taste.

"It's a little, I can't stand the smell of Chinese medicine." Luo Yang drank the soup, took a bite of the pickles, and said.

Uncle Yuan seemed to understand what Luo Yang meant, and he didn't talk big anymore, just glanced at Yuan Ling'er's eyes with tears rolling down his eyes.

chatted with Yuan Linger and learned that Yuan Linger was working in a restaurant in the county seat, and Luo Yang volunteered to help Yuan Ling'er.

Yuan Ling'er just smiled sweetly, but didn't answer.

At dawn, Luo Yang got up early, the air in the mountain was very good, Luo Yang was full of energy, after walking through the mountain, he found a secluded place to sit down, and began to practice.

Just like yesterday, when his dantian had just condensed a trace of true qi, that hazy state appeared in his mind again, which lasted for a full morning, and finally vomited the food Luo Yang had eaten last night. It's just that today I don't seem to have a cold sweat like yesterday, and I seem to be a lot stronger than yesterday.

In desperation, Luo Yang had to stop.

On the way home, I saw two little babies/babies running along the mountain road towards the mountain. Xiaowa/Wa is about eleven or twelve years old, and when she sees Luo Yang, a stranger, she is still a little afraid. Although the mountain road is not good, the two little babies are running fast.

"Why are you running so fast? Be careful of falling. Luo Yang was curious and stopped the two little babies/baby Dao.

"No, if you want us to represent the school to participate in the county sports meeting, our teacher said that the plan of the day lies in the morning, and we have to exercise on the way to school in the morning." A bold boy said shyly to Luo Yang, and ran towards the mountain again after speaking. The feet that were thrown away carried the sound of the wind, their faces were red and fluttering, and they were sweating but still running fast.

The plan of the day is in the morning!

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Morning is the time when a person's energy is the most vigorous, and it is also the time when yang energy is the heaviest, thinking that when he cultivates in the morning, he will not have the cold sweat of yesterday, maybe it has something to do with the environment this morning.

And the environment is only one aspect, the most important thing is that Luo Yang always feels that his problem seems to be at the spiritual level!

Once again, my mind was at a loss.

The figures of the two little boys in the morning mist were already running farther and farther.

Looking at their figures, Luo Yang instantly thought about whether it was when he was in Tongtian Cliff, when he struck the last blow, his body/inner true qi was too thick and condensed, his body could not bear it, and his spirit could not control it, which caused his body/inner true qi to backlash, causing the current result.

Thinking about the situation in my mind before I fainted at the cliff of Babel, my mind was in a state of high concentration at that time, but why did I hallucinate in a state of high concentration? After thinking about it, Luo Yang thought that he must have been yelled at by the same manjiang, and under the shock, he was already in a highly concentrated mental state at that time, unable to withstand the strong external interference force, and the body/inside was strong to stimulate the true qi, so the spirit could not control the true qi, and was eaten by the powerful true qi.

Yes, it must be.

Thinking about this, Luo Yang's mind instantly became clear.

If this is the case, then the only thing Luo Yang can do is to start from the basic skills, re-improve the various mechanisms of his body, and at the same time improve his mental strength.

"Luo Yang, are you going to the county seat?" After breakfast, Yuan Ling'er looked at Luo Yang and said.

"Yes." Luo Yang nodded.

"I don't think you'd go, it's too far, your injuries haven't healed yet, what if you are tired?" Yuan Ling'er looked at Luo Yangdao worriedly.

"No, I've got to sell you an old hen!" Luo Yang said with a smile.

Yuan Ling'er laughed sweetly.

The village is too small, and it is in the mountains, so there is no car to pass through, and it is all over the mountains to go to the county seat.

Follow a rugged path in the mountain behind the village, cross the mountain, and arrive at the county seat. It's not too far, but it takes nearly an hour to cross the mountains.

Along the way, Yuan Ling'er walked briskly, and kept humming songs.

Chatting with Yuan Ling'er, I learned that she worked in a restaurant in the county called: Mojiang people's family, according to Yuan Ling'er, it was still the largest restaurant in Mojiang, with 500 yuan a month, and she didn't care about food and housing.

"The food in our restaurant is delicious, I will pay my salary in two days, and I will invite you to eat a good meal after the salary is paid, and I will make up for your body." Yuan Ling'er said briskly, it seemed that five hundred yuan was a great wealth for her.

"Why wait until your salary is paid, let's eat at noon today." Luo Yang looked at Yuan Ling'er's flushed face and said.

"Today, no, it's too expensive." Yuan Ling'er continued.

"Won't it be expensive when you pay your salary?"

"On the day of salary payment every month, the employees of our hotel take their families to eat at half price, which is regarded as a benefit for our employees." Yuan Linger explained.

Nima, and such a picky boss. Luo Yang couldn't help but scold.

But Yuan Ling'er then thought of something, smiled at Luo Yang ghostly, and said, "But I'll get you something delicious at noon today." ”

"How?" Although Luo Yang was rich, he was embarrassed to say it directly, interrupting Yuan Ling'er's careful thinking at this time.

"Steal, I'll hide a little secretly, the boss won't know."

After Yuan Ling'er finished speaking, her face was full of pride, just like a person who often buys lottery tickets suddenly expected that one day he would win a huge prize of five million.

"Do you know what my biggest dream is?" Yuan Linger said.

"What?"

"It's just to be able to have my own restaurant, and then I can cook food for my grandfather every day, and every day is not the same." Yuan Ling'er was full of smiles as she spoke.

Luo Yang was silent.

This may already be the biggest luxury in the life of such a little girl who came out of a poor environment!

Mojiang County is not very large, looking down from the mountain, it is in the middle of a small basin surrounded by heavy mountains, and a Mojiang River runs through / through the north and south of the county. Several main roads criss-cross the river to form one of the most prosperous areas of the Mojiang River.

When I walked to the hotel, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.

At the door of the Dao Hotel, Yuan Ling'er winked at Luo Yang and said, "I can't take you in, otherwise our proprietress will be unhappy when she sees it, so you can go and take a look around, just remember to come over at one o'clock in the afternoon, and I'll get you something delicious to take down when the time comes." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Luo Yang to reply, turned his head and ran into the hotel.

Luo Yang shook his head helplessly, raised his head and looked at the restaurant, a huge/large gold-lettered signboard, which read: Mojiang Restaurant, four words. The two-story restaurant covers a total area of about seven or eight hundred square meters, the first floor is the dining hall hall, which is full of tables, and the second floor is full of private rooms.

After looking at it for a while, Luo Yang left on his own.

He was going to find a bank first, withdraw some money, and then buy some supplements, and if possible, he wanted to buy a house for them in the county seat, because their family was too depressed. Luo Yang couldn't help but feel infinite compassion, besides, they were so good to themselves.

Just arrived at the bank, the bank just went to work, there are not many people, originally Luo Yang wanted to go directly to the bank's internal window to handle, but after thinking about it, he still dispelled this idea, if he went to the counter to handle it, he would inevitably have to take out his own documents, and his whereabouts would inevitably leak, and now he is hiding here to hide and recuperate, in case his whereabouts are exposed, then his situation will definitely be dangerous.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked into the ATM next to him, and ran to three banks in a row to withdraw 60,000 yuan. ATMs have a limited amount of money to withdraw each day, and Luo Yang has no choice but to give up.

And just when Luo Yang withdrew money from the last bank and turned an intersection, he was stopped by three young people.

The intersection is relatively deserted, there is no one in the morning, the three of them each hold a dagger in their hands, surround Luo Yang, the dagger is in front of Luo Yangxiong, one of them seems to be the leader of the yellow-haired thin man, the knife in front of Luo Yang Xiong gestured and said: "Dude, borrow two money to spend." ”

Luo Yang paid attention to these three gangsters when he withdrew money from the first bank, but for such a gangster, how could Luo Yang care, even if he was injured now and his body could not use his true qi, he would have no pressure to deal with such a gangster, even if he killed them and destroyed their corpses.

Before Luo Yang cultivated the Ninety-Nine Qiankun Decision, being a killer abroad was not the same as seeing blood, and which of the gangsters assassinated by him was comparable to them.

"Who are you? Why should I give it to you? Luo Yang was about to tease/tease the three guys, and said to the yellow hair.

"You don't know Lao Tzu, Mojiang Fan Shaohuang, the younger brother of Fan Wuhuang, the boss of Mojiang's 'Big Knife Society', those who know each other hurry up and take out the money and get out." The yellow-haired boy tilted his head, looked at Luo Yang and said, the adopted son of the cow coaxing is like the emperor's son.

"Then what if I don't know each other?" Luo Yang sneered, a small gang leader was so arrogant, blatantly robbing/robbing on the street.

"I don't know each other, the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out." The yellow-haired man held a knife and roared at Luo Yang's neck.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt his wrist constrained.

There was a crisp sound of 'click...... and Huang Mao's wrist was instantly broken by Luo Yang. Luo Yang pushed the situation and kicked at the small abdomen of the yellow hair, and the yellow hair screamed miserably, and instantly curled up on the ground.

"Grass mud horse, brothers will kill him for me."