The seven days of military training passed in a flash, but because of Ran Qing's sudden appearance a few days ago, the pain hidden in the bottom of his heart made Zhang Yang come to his heart again. It is also for this reason that in the few days of military training, Zhang Yang spent almost chaotic times.

Like a walking corpse, after the military training, Zhang Yang returned directly to his one-bedroom nest. Because of the tiredness in his heart, Zhang Yang didn't even bother to change his sweaty clothes, and lay directly on the old bed.

He rubbed his messy hair vigorously, wiped his face with both hands, and looked at the roof with a slight peeling wall.

The bed made of several wooden planks is a little old, but it is difficult to hide the neat feeling. Because of the reason for rubbing his cheeks vigorously before opening his arms, there was a 'crunch' sound in the small and slightly dim room.

Sighing violently, Zhang Yangping stretched out his arms, leaned on his side and picked up a photo frame on a small table next to the bed, and hugged it tightly in his arms: "Grandpa, what do you say I should do?" ”

"When they lost me, do you want me to go to them?" , Zhang Yang picked up the photo frame from his arms and propped it flat in front of his eyes. Although his words were strong and calm, looking at the muscles of Zhang Yang's cheeks and fierce agitation, you could find Zhang Yang's emotional excitement at this time. Even because of the unconscious force of his hands, the photo frame that was pinched by Zhang Yang in his hand creaked.

After all, it was just a wooden photo frame, and with the addition of Zhang Yang's hand, it was not small, and in an instant, with a cracking sound, the photo frame was broken into two from the middle.

This abrupt change made Zhang Yang's face change greatly, as if he was electrocuted, and Zhang Yang quickly got up. When he noticed that his grandfather's photo was not damaged, Zhang Yang was relieved.

At this time, at the break of the wooden board at the bottom of the photo frame, a piece of paper also suddenly appeared under Zhang Yang's gaze.

Probably because of the age, coupled with the fact that the paper is hidden in the wood of the photo frame, the paper has a tendency to 'crisp' off. Seeing this piece of paper, Zhang Yang was really stunned, frowned slightly, and Zhang Yang curiously took out the piece of paper from the broken part of the wooden board.

Because the piece of paper has been 'crispy', although Zhang Yang's movement is very slight, the paper still irrepressibly began to crumble.

Aware of this situation, Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly, carefully spread the paper on the bed, and carefully studied the handwriting on the paper.

"The art of healing the element?" , Looking at the labels on the pieces of paper, and some annotations, Zhang Yang read out loud unconsciously. After thinking about it, Zhang Yang picked up the broken wood next to him again, frowned and thought about it.

In Zhang Yang's impression, this plank was seen by Zhang Yang before. It's just that Zhang Yang has never paid attention to it before, and he feels that there is nothing surprising about this plank at all. If you have to say a surprising place, it is that the flamboyant grandfather has always carried this plank with him.

After Zhang Yang's grandfather died, although he left Zhang Yang some money, in addition to buying his grandfather's funeral affairs and paying tuition, Zhang Yang only had 3,000 yuan left.

In fact, Zhang Yang originally wanted to buy a photo frame to put his grandfather's photo, but it was too expensive to buy a photo frame these days, and the cheap workmanship was not good. So Zhang Yang finally took materials from the nearest place and used this inconspicuous wooden board to make a picture frame for his grandfather's posthumous portrait.

At this time, looking at this piece of paper, Zhang Yang became more and more confused. If Zhang Yang's grandfather didn't know about the existence of this piece of paper, Zhang Yang would say that he wouldn't believe it. After all, this plank, even if he has been wandering around for more than ten years, Grandpa Zhang Yang has never discarded it.

But looking at the broken wooden board and the paper that had been 'crisped', Zhang Yang really didn't understand why his grandfather didn't tell him this secret until he died.

Is it too late? Or didn't you want to tell yourself at all?

Shaking his head vigorously, Zhang Yang dispelled the doubts in his heart, and then looked at the contents of the paper again. But when Zhang Yang finished reading the contents of the paper little by little, a look of surprise appeared on Zhang Yang's face again.

The reason why Zhang Yang was surprised at this time was because Zhang Yang had been exposed to the content on this piece of paper a long time ago. In Zhang Yang's impression, a long time ago, Zhang Yang's grandfather let himself try this thing.

It's just that Zhang Yang was still young at that time, so his memory was relatively vague. But no matter how vague his memory is, Zhang Yang also remembered that after he used this so-called 'spell', there was no reflection at all.

At this time, after many years, after seeing this content on this piece of paper, Zhang Yang was inevitably surprised.

But if that's the case, it's not a place of surprise. Because when he had just studied the piece of paper, Zhang Yang found that there seemed to be a presence in his body, as if he was about to move.

After a slight hesitation, Zhang Yang pressed the professor on the piece of paper, and silently used this existence that seemed to be called a 'spell'.

It seemed to be a complicated existence, but when Zhang Yang followed the professor on the piece of paper, Zhang Yang found that there was a ball of light the size of a baby's fist, drilled out of the center of his right hand.

Looking at the light cluster floating in the center of his palm, he couldn't close his mouth in shock. Thinking of the scene in the depths of his memory, when he had tried many years ago but had no reflection, in an instant, Zhang Yang only felt an unbelievable and unbelievable state of mind, which suddenly filled his mind.

After a while, Zhang Yang barely managed to calm down. At this time, Zhang Yang also noticed that there seemed to be a dormant warm current in his body. And because of the reason why this light cluster was drilled out of the palm of the hand, the warm current seemed to be missing a little bit in the open senses.

After a little hesitation, Zhang Yang glanced at the round ball in his palm that was still emitting a faint white light, and then looked at the piece of paper again. At this time, Zhang Yang noticed that at the bottom of the paper, a line of relatively small handwriting.

'Heal oneself and heal others, and the mind moves, all in an instant. ’

Staring at this tiny line of handwriting, Zhang Yang pondered for a while, and then his right hand hanging from the light group hooked his fingers slightly and pointed at himself.

At the moment when Zhang Yang pointed at him, the light cluster was like a firefly, quickly flew up and circled around Zhang Yang's head, and then directly drilled into Zhang Yang's body.

And at the moment when the light group drilled into his body, Zhang Yang suddenly felt his body cool down. And the fatigue and injury caused by military training a few days ago also disappeared in an instant.

Although there was some speculation in his heart, when the facts were really in front of Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang's eyes were still full of shock. At this moment, Zhang Yang felt that the world was so absurd, and this kind of thing that obviously violated science had happened to him.

"Bang, bang!" , but before Zhang Yang could think about it, a few violent knocks on the door suddenly pulled Zhang Yang's thoughts back. Because of the reason for such a voice, Zhang Yang unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

After a moment of respite, Zhang Yan recovered from the shock he had just had. But when Zhang Yang pondered for a moment and guessed who the visitor might be, Zhang Yang unconsciously grinned and showed a bitter smile.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Yang still got out of bed quickly, straightened his clothes, and was about to open the door. But when he took a step, he noticed the piece of paper on the bed, Zhang Yang hesitated, and directly covered the quilt. After doing this, Zhang Yang took a rough breath, suppressed the fluctuating mood just now, and then opened the door with a little trepidation.

"Huh? Who are you looking for? When Zhang Yang opened the door with a nervous heart, he found that the person who came was not the person he had guessed.

Dressed in a clean navy blue police uniform, probably because Zhang Yang did not open the door for a long time, the policewoman who seemed to be a little arrogant in her expression, her eyebrows had wrinkled together unconsciously. But even so, between the corners of her mouth and her movements, it is difficult to hide the beautiful and beautiful face of the female policeman under her straight and long hair.

Probably because Zhang Yang opened the door a little suddenly, the policewoman raised her right hand and kept the knocking motion. Because of the policewoman's arms raised so weakly, the police uniform that covered the delicate body was irrepressibly wrinkled in some sensitive parts.

It is also because of this that Zhang Yang, who had just opened the door, happened to hit the magnificent existence of the policewoman. may be the reason for perceiving that Zhang Yang's eyes are staring at his 'murder weapon', and the policewoman's cheeks, who are about two years old, unconsciously have a trace of shame on her cheeks.

Xiu Mei raised slightly, thinking of the reason why she came here this time, Xiao Qiang forcibly covered her slightly annoyed mood before moving her gaze to Zhang Yang's face. But after a slight glance at Zhang Yang, Xiao Wall suddenly froze. Frowning tightly again, Yu glanced at Zhang Yang, Xiao Wall's eyebrows were raised, and a slightly cold tone suddenly came out of Xiao Wall's mouth:

"Is that you?"

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