Chapter Seventy-Six: The Cliff of Joy
The car continued to creak forward, and the crater grew farther and farther away.
Wednesday's "restless heart" finally calmed down, but he just said a few words silently in his heart, secretly pro-uncle, pro-uncle, pro-uncle.
The psychic consciousness continued to wander through the body.
Breathing technique, the same as before, is only a little short of Dacheng.
Wednesday searched over and over for his own survival, but in the end he found that he seemed to be able to do so much, of course, the exercises here refer to the kind of exercises that lay the foundation, as for the Yangguan three stacks, soul searching, butterfly steps or something, Wednesday said that he would know less, then no one dared to say that he would do more.
Squeak.
The sound came, and Wednesday's head, which was closed with his eyes closed, was almost thrown out by this sudden brake, and it bounced off the back of the seat in front of him, and it bounced back with a bang, and it felt smooth and smooth.
"Lao Tzu is sick, really sick, if he is not sick, no one will come to suffer this sin. "I rubbed my head and got out of the car on Wednesday, and by the way, I comforted my spiritual sense, and if I went crazy and hung up, the insurance company should not pay the claim.
The place where the car was parked is not too desolate, it is said to be a tourist area, but Wednesday's eyes only have a few yurts, and a few dogs barking outside the yurts.
The Mongolian beauties blocked the car door, holding Hada in her hand, holding the wine on the Hada, and singing the familiar song - dismount wine with national customs.
Wednesday was a casual person, more casual than easy-going, so he naturally drank the wine, but when he turned around to leave after drinking, he was stopped by a tall and strong man.
The man was holding a tattered box made of paper shells, and the red paper was pasted on the outside, with two eye-catching big characters on it - "fundraising".
So the hundred dollars were gone, and Wednesday felt like his head was buzzing.
"That's. Wednesday couldn't associate drinking wine and fundraising, and in the end he could only pout his lips, believing that he must have encountered a nondescript "custom".
Rejected the "warm" invitation and walked out into the distance by himself.
This place is where the spirit seed of the laughing grass told itself, and the general direction has finally arrived.
Wednesday looked at the endless green grassland in front of him, this was supposed to be a place for people to empty their minds, return to nature, sing loudly, and find their true selves, but it made Wednesday a little headache.
"My uncle, Lao Tzu came to look for grass, but this ...... This...... It's all grass, this ...... This...... How the hell is this uncle?" Wednesday felt like his jaw was about to fall, and the grassland was so damn endless.
Xilin Gol Prairie, one of the few prairies in China, is true.
On Wednesday, all that was left in sight was the grass except for the yurts.
Continue to walk for ten minutes, and on Wednesday I checked around, and there was no one. I couldn't help but sigh: This place also has benefits, the place is big and there are few people.
The aura instantly filled his feet, and the butterfly steps unfolded, and Wednesday's figure shot out against the green turf.
It was almost dark when Wednesday finally arrived at the place.
Pull out the "laughing grass" from the dantian.
"Isn't that right here?"
"Yes. The smile that was pulled out looked around.
"The hill ahead is. ”
"Mountain, this mountain is Happy Cliff?" Wednesday looked at the low mountain in front of him, bare, how could there be a shadow of the cliff.
"Yes. ”
"You'd better not fool me, be careful that Lao Tzu wipes your butt with all your leaves. Wednesday twisted his body and lifted his pants, looking at what it meant, he really wanted to do a big deal.
"Ignorant, despicable, indecent, shameless......" Xiaocao looked at Wednesday's actions and went straight away, but unfortunately he was trapped in that earthy yellow aura, but he could only express his momentum.
Slowly climbed up the hill, the hill was not big, and on Wednesday I found a place to lie down.
Wait, according to Smiley Grass, only at ten o'clock in the evening, when it is more deeply exposed, can Happy Cliff reveal its true face, and this original face is not something that anyone can see, and only their "immediate family" can see it, and of course, those friends who laugh at Grass, and they must be absolutely trusted friends to see. Of course, there is also a situation of this kind of "hijacking", after all, in this case, Yixiao grass is also absolutely convinced.
When it was almost ten o'clock, Wednesday really experienced the night of the grassland, and couldn't help but sigh: The ancients did not deceive me.
It's cold, it's damp, and the moon is really bright.
Wednesday felt like his clothes were dripping with water, and even the grass under him was already dripping with dew.
Dew is flowing?
Is there water flowing?
Damn, there's real water flowing.
Wednesday got up from the grass and wiped the dew from his face, looking at everything in front of him in shock.
Your mother, there is really water flowing, but the direction of this flow, isn't it a little too outrageous?
Wednesday looked at the dew that was converging into lines of water and then flowing from all directions towards the low mountaintop.
The water goes to a higher place!
Wednesday was surprised for a moment, and then pulled the smile grass out of the dantian again.
"Is this hair?"
"Ignorance is nothing more than my body collecting aura and dew. ”
"Can't anyone see this loud noise?" asked Wednesday continued.
"Of course not. Xiaocao said proudly.
"How can I see? It's not like it's time. Wednesday raised his hand to look at his watch, and with the other hand he held a smile.
"Because of me. Xiaoxiaocao's expression seemed a little depressed.
"Yes, yes, hahahaha. Wednesday laughed, looking at the smile grass's expression was extremely obscene.
"However, it would be a little scary if it was so noisy every day. Wednesday muttered to himself.
"We only absorb the essence of dew on the night of the full moon, and as for the aura of heaven and earth, although we absorb it every day, we do not have this movement. Smile grass regained its pride and gave Wednesday another popularity.
"That's right, it's really unbearable to toss like this every day, and there is no freshness after a long time, so it's better to come every once in a while. "God knows what comes to mind at this time on Wednesday.
Soon, the time ran until ten o'clock in the evening.
The constant flow of dew converged on the mountain, slowly forming a water balloon the size of an adult's head, crystal clear in the moonlight. The dew kept converging, but the speed gradually slowed down, and at the same time, there was dew flowing down the hillside under the water balloon, and it felt like it was ...... Filtration?
Wednesday's head suddenly flashed with such a description.
The water balloon slowly stopped absorbing the dew and floated on the hill out of thin air.
Boom...... Boom......
The faint sound continued to sound, but it became clearer and clearer in the quiet of the night.
Wednesday took a few steps back to give himself a clearer view of the mountain.
The next moment, the scene in front of Wednesday's eyes directly shocked Wednesday's two eyes.