Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Midnight Shop (9)

Nothing was said all night

The next morning, Brother Xu asked me to get up for breakfast, and drank millet porridge, salted duck eggs with steamed buns, and some pickles.

Although it is not rich, it is much more regular than my previous life, when I have food and when I eat at home, and when I am hungry, it is good to be hungry. Caused me to overeat and am now a bit fat.

"After eating, let's pack up the things downstairs and go out to buy some milk tea, coffee beans, plastic cups and something."

Brother Xu looked at me drinking a salted duck egg with three bowls of porridge, and thought to himself: Is it too expensive to eat it......

"Hiccup~ Brother Xu, your cooking is so fucking delicious!"

I didn't have a fourth bowl of porridge after I drank the last mouthful, and I couldn't drink anyone who was almost exhausted.

After breakfast, my sister-in-law was responsible for cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and Brother Xu and I took a mop and rag and began to wipe the floor and wipe the table.

Brother Xu also hung the business license of Toqi Yuxin and the health certificate of the two of us on the wall, which was real and neat.

Go to the nearby RT-Mart and market to buy the items you need to open the store, such as Yoremi bagged milk tea powder and Blue Mountain coffee beans, a coffee machine at home to grind coffee beans, several large drinks and mineral water, straw plastic cups and so on.

After purchasing, the black-hearted boss did not suppress the real employees, took a taxi and the two of us went back to the store, threw the drinks and mineral water into the refrigerator to freeze, and put the coffee beans and milk tea powder under the table.

I didn't expect to make money, so I calculated it with him, and sold it at an average price without raising the price.

After getting everything done, Brother Xu asked me to go upstairs with him and walked to my bedroom, where Brother Erman was still sleeping.

Brother Xu was not afraid of disturbing Hu Erman, so he asked me to pick up Hu Erman and move it up, and I re-arranged Brother Erman's sleeping position.

When I was done, I sat cross-legged on the bed, and Brother Xu brought over three yellow rune papers, which were twelve centimeters long and four centimeters wide.

After handing me the rune paper, he didn't tell me what the rune paper was for, but said: "Cultivation, cultivation is a breath of essence, and the spell drawn on the rune paper will be useful."

"Your spirit is too poor, too empty, I will teach you other things, and you can't learn or understand, so let's pick a slightly simpler one. I'll teach you pregnancy and a charm that has the effect of subduing ghosts. ”

"You do it cross-legged, put your hands on your thighs, and there is a breath of qi rushing into your body in the fantasy world, first passing the upper dantian is the position of your head, in your middle dantian your chest, and finally passing the position of your lower dantian lower abdomen, the three-point line does not disperse this breath back to your heart, and after your heart turns three times, you are expelling this turbid breath."

"Repeatedly excreting three mouthfuls of turbidity every day is a week, and the time of a week is about half an hour, and the spirit that comes out of practicing like this is enough for you!"

"Really?" I whispered in my heart.

"The premise is that you have to control yourself, there are some things that you can't touch in the future, the main thing is that you can't let your Yang Yuan be exposed, otherwise how you practice, in the end it will be rotten wood that can't be carved."

"The rune paper is given to you after you finish practicing for a week, after the spirit reaches a certain level, write on the paper, you don't have to do anything in the early stage, just write, what you like to write, I don't care, three is exactly three days, three days later, I will observe you to write out the words with your own charm, if you don't have you in the future, you don't have to learn, there is no talent at all."

Brother Xu said as he showed me the mudras needed for meditation, to squeeze both hands on the navel, without making too advanced mudras, otherwise with my IQ, I wouldn't be able to understand it in a month

I nodded and pressed the rune paper under my pillow, and Brother Xu threw down a soft-tipped fountain pen, which had red ink in it, for me to write, and left the bedroom after preparing my things.

"Success or failure is here."

I muttered and redone, put my hands on my navel, and tried to get my mind in the best possible state.

In fact, there is a very mysterious saying in this aspect called induction, which induces the changes in the magnetic field of heaven and earth, and induces the changes in yin and yang gases.

Most of them are used for horse disciples, because some of the horse immortals need to be sensed by the immortals to see the "things" and do the "things", to experience the meaning of the immortals, and to feel the thoughts and words of the immortals.

Therefore, sensing this thing is very important, if you don't have the ability to sense, half of it will be wasted, and the same sensing thing can be practiced.

"Hiss~"

I inhaled a fresh breath into my lungs with all my heart, stretched my brows, relaxed my nerves, and relied on my head to imagine that there were countless starlight-like "immortal" qi between heaven and earth, like moths to a fire, surging into the position of my upper dantian head.

Why should you think about it?

Because Wei Hongxu didn't tell me, how do you feel the aura of the bullshit world, and she is really the protagonist of the fantasy novel, Xiuzhen! That's not the whole system cheats pill or something, let me pull out the seedlings to help them grow.

I imagined that the aura would leap from my upper dantian to my middle dantian, and rotate at my middle dantian. With my tongue against my palate, I held my breath without spitting it out, and continued to control the airflow and go down the dantian.

What is the best thing about human beings? It's imagination and creativity.

Imagination can be endless, the simplest analogy, for example, you toss and turn every night and can't sleep, you will think of some pictures in your mind, what is flying away and what the world is for me to respect the beauty on the side, thousands of girls are pampered on you alone. The reality is cruel, after all, you can only rely on your head to think, at this time your brain cells may die more than when you study. In the case of crazy lust, anything can come out.

Originally, I was a person with an unusually rich imagination, but now it is even more excessive, I vaguely feel that I have the golden light of Buddhism to protect the body, and the Taoist art is heroic to protect the soul, and I waved my hand in an instant, and I wanted to shout to Brother Xu: Nalan Hongxu, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the sky and be poor!

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

"Whew~"

The first breath of turbid air was exhaled, and I immediately inhaled the second breath of fresh air, after all, what was waiting for me may be a legend, I am the Emperor of Heaven to kill all enemies in the world! Being arrogant and high-spirited made me even more engaged.

The second breath stayed on me for a full minute longer than the breath, and my little face was red.

"Whew~Oops~"

The hearty third breath of fresh breath enters the stomach again, the process is getting faster and faster, the operation is becoming more and more proficient, and I can cross the tower and kill when I encounter a ghost in the future!

"Heaven and earth are endless! Qiankun borrows the law!"

I jumped up and took out the talisman paper under the pillow, and the frightened Erman almost fell out of bed. I nervously unscrewed the pen and placed the talisman paper on the floor, and I knelt on the ground with my legs on the ground, holding the pen in my right hand and not knowing where to start.

Hot sweat beads covered my cheeks, and I thoughtfully wanted to write something.

Write an edict? Too old-fashioned!

Write a word? Boring!

The general who wrote the rune paper in Uncle Ying's movie is here? No, Brother Xu only asked me to write one word.

Writing must be written with the most imposing and unique.

While the aftermath had not dissipated, I opened my eyes and waved my pen to write a handle in the middle of the rune paper, and then the pen walked and wrote three words and a wooden bottom with a dragon snake and five horses and foreign guns.

"! Perfect! Quite perfect!"