CHAPTER XIII

Scatter the work

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening when Wang Yuankun and Xie Yuting arrived, so they took a taxi and paid a high price for the taxi to find a hotel.

Early the next morning, Wang Yuankun took Xie Yuting and took a taxi to Shen Operator's house. On the way here, Wang Yuankun bought breakfast, and he knew that the two gods must be waiting for his breakfast. Sure enough, the two men were wearing practice clothes and sitting and chatting at the door.

The god operator was not surprised when he saw Xie Yuting, because he knew Wang Yuankun's personality, but when he saw that Xie Yuting was still a virgin, he nodded to Wang Yuankun.

Wang Yuankun gave a brief introduction, and then after eating, he asked Xiaoqiang to take Xie Yuting out. Wang Yuankun gave Xiao Qiang 2,000 yuan and asked Xiao Qiang to take Xie Yuting around.

Shen Operator looked at Wang Yuankun and said: "You have made progress in the past few months, but your heart has not changed much, so it's not strange, the main thing is that you haven't practiced our own kung fu." ”

Wang Yuankun wilted, it turned out that after practicing for so long, it was not Xuanmen's kung fu.

The god operator looked at Wang Yuankun and said with a smile: "How about it, I said to cure your illness, are you okay now?" ”

Wang Yuankun sneered there: "Master, my illness is cured, but I have other diseases, do you know?" ”

The god operator was stunned: "What kind of illness do you have again?" "It must have been his accident.

Wang Yuankun approached the god operator and said in a low voice: "Master, I have become like a girl, and even my speech is sharp. He said. It really brought out the female voice.

In fact, Wang Yuankun is no longer as obvious as female characteristics, but. If he speaks normally, he is still a little different from a man, but he doesn't seem to be a girl.

The god operator smiled: "I know this, I just let you practice for a week, you can't always practice that, that's what women practice." ”

Wang Yuankun said "Ao". The divine operator then said, "This time you came, I mainly helped you to do your work. Then pass on some of your own internal skills. ”

Wang Yuankun suddenly remembered what was written in the book that after being dismissed, he would become a wasted person, not even an ordinary person. In that case, it wouldn't be very cost-effective. So he asked the divine operator: "Master, is it after the exercise?" I'm out of work. Not even ordinary people. ”

Shen Operator shook his head with a smile and said, "What you said is not scattered martial arts, that is to abolish your martial arts, and all the qiē must be started from scratch." What we are doing now is scattered gong, and there are several kinds of scattered gong. ”

The god operator drank a cup of tea, and then said: "The scattered gong I am doing for you now is to use external force to disperse the gong, and it has the same thing as the abolished martial arts. However, it is not that powerful. Wait until you're done. The internal strength that you have cultivated during this period of time will disappear, but the strong physique that you have cultivated at that time will not become stronger. ”

"There is also a kind of dispersion, which is self-dispersion. It is to scatter the internal force that he has cultivated for a period of time in his body. Generally speaking, we pay more attention to the offensive parts such as the hands and feet, if you dissipate the exercises, the overall attack and defensive power of the body are enhanced, but the key attack parts are the same as other parts, and there is no advantage when attacking. ”

"It's like a bucket of paint, if you paint a house, it's going to be very thick and white, and if you paint it in a house, it's probably a thin layer. Therefore, very few people will distract themselves. ”

Wang Yuankun listened to the divine operator say there, he didn't seem to understand what he heard, he thought, quickly dispersed the gong, and then practiced the divine skill of the sect, so he said to the divine operator: "Master, you can help me disperse the gong first." ”

The god operator shook his head, in fact, the god operator knew that Wang Yuankun was not very suitable to be his successor, but Wang Yuankun had a particularly big advantage, he had a pair of ghost eyes, which not everyone can have, the god operator walked the rivers and lakes for so many years in his early years, and he had really seen those with ghost eyes, but they were all congenital, or had experienced life and death, and they were not as pure as Wang Yuankun's eyes.

Moreover, although Wang Yuankun has many shortcomings, his heart is still relatively kind, and he has just graduated from college for a year or two, and he has not been polluted by the big dye vat of society.

Wang Yuankun started meditating on the futon in the backyard according to what the god operator said, he was only wearing a pair of shorts, and he was taught by the god operator, and he walked in anger every day, and he didn't pinch any tricks. Suddenly, I felt light, and then I felt lazy.

The god operator said, "Okay, you can stop." ”

Wang Yuankun stopped his qi, and his body stood up suddenly. Suddenly, Wang Yuankun's body shook violently and he almost fell. The god operator helped him and said, "Pay attention, you have just dispersed your work, and your body is not adaptable, so you must appear weaker." ”

Wang Yuankun stood up straight and tried to move, he really felt that his body was very weak, and he felt really like he was recovering from a serious illness, he didn't want to move at all, he took a step forward, and he also felt soft under his feet.

The god operator also stood up, and he went to the chair and sat down. Wang Yuankun walked back and forth slowly, wanting to make his body feel better. Shen Operator waved his hand, pointed to the bench next to him and said to Wang Yuankun: "Come, sit down, you will get used to it quickly, there is no problem." ”

Wang Yuankun shook his body, walked to the bench, waved his hand a few more times, felt better, and then sat down.

The god operator asked Wang Yuankun with a smile: "How long can you stay this time?" ”

"It shouldn't be a problem for a week." Wang Yuankun kept shaking his hands and shaking his neck.

"Okay, don't shake it, I'll be dizzy for a while." Seeing Wang Yuankun's appearance, the god operator seemed to be a little unbearable, seeing that Wang Yuankun didn't move much, he then asked Wang Yuankun: "Do you know what our Xuanmen do?" ”

Wang Yuankun thought for a while and said, "I think it should be to help people tell fortunes." Originally, Wang Yuankun never believed in these things, he mainly felt that the god operator helped him twice, so he had a good impression of this piece, but he didn't know much about what the specific Xuanmen did, but he knew that the god operator would tell the hexagram, so he felt that the Xuanmen was the one who counted the hexagram.

The god operator shook his head and said to Wang Yuankun: "You see it too one-sidedly, why our Xuanmen is called Xuanmen, is because many of our things are more mysterious to ordinary people. You should always know what Xuan is, right? ”

"Isn't it mysterious?" Wang Yuankun knows that what metaphysics we usually talk about is these things that are not known to ordinary people, if it sounds good, it is mysterious, and if it is ugly, it is superstition.

"Yes, it's mysterious, so it's not accepted by many people. I see you were very resistant when you first started, didn't you? The god operator looked at Wang Yuankun and said.

Wang Yuankun thought for a while, and finally couldn't help it, and asked the god operator: "Master, you say, are these true?" Those who changed their lives against the sky, raised ghosts and killed people. ”

The god operator smiled: "These should be true, but I haven't reached that level yet, I've only heard of them." The god operator changed the topic and said: "There is a legend in our sect that if you cultivate to the highest level, you can still live forever. ”

Actually, Wang Yuankun didn't believe in this, Wang Yuankun didn't even believe in ghosts and gods. He used to go to church to see beautiful girls, and he always stepped on the doorstone when he entered the temple, and for this reason, he was trained by many monks.

However, Wang Yuankun now has ghost eyes, and he has seen things that are ghosts a few times, so he is not completely unconvinced of these things, but it is not so easy to make him accept these things quickly.

Wang Yuankun suddenly remembered the matter of Xiaoyan, so he said to the god operator: "Master, I want to ask you something, do you have paper and pen here?" ”

The god operator looked at Wang Yuankun in surprise and said, "It's just the two of us here, you can just say it directly, what do you need paper and pen for?" ”

Wang Yuankun shook his head and said to the god operator: "Master, it's not convenient for me to say it now, I have to write it out." ”

The god operator pointed to the front yard and said, "There is one under the coffee table in the living room, you can go and get it." ”

Wang Yuankun walked there and saw that there was really paper and pen, the paper was the kind of straw paper that could be burned for the dead man's flowers, and the pen was the kind of fake brush, which was the appearance of the brush, but it was filled with ink.

Wang Yuankun laughed at himself, and thought: "Am I, I will use this kind of thing at home in the future, and I will slowly become a little god stick." Then, with a pen and paper, he went to the god operator.

Wang Yuankun laid out the paper and pen, then turned his face back and wrote a few words blindly on the paper: Will my ghost eyes invade my body?

Then, Wang Yuankun felt that the god operator had finished reading, kneaded the paper, and then flattened his raised face again.

The god operator looked at Wang Yuankun, looked at Wang Yuankun's eyes, and asked: "Why do you have such thoughts, is there something strange about your body?" ”

Wang Yuankun took another piece of paper, laid it out, and then wrote a line blindly: He knows what I think.

Wang Yuankun put away the piece of paper, looked at the god operator again, and waited for the god operator to answer his words.

The god operator smiled and said, "Can you let your ghost eye communicate with me now, I have something to talk to him about." ”

Wang Yuankun originally wanted to write again, but as soon as he flattened the paper, he heard a voice in his head: "When you write, you are thinking in your head, so you can't hide it from me." ”

Wang Yuankun's face turned white immediately, he originally thought that if he didn't let Xiaoyan see it, he would not let him know, but he didn't expect that all his thoughts were clearly seen by Xiaoyan, it was too scary, isn't it, Xiaoyan has invaded the brain. (To be continued......)