Tonight, the silver moon hangs high, and the moonlight is extremely bright, but there are no insects and frogs, which is particularly abnormal in spring.

Tang Xian lay on the bed and frowned, reading "Commenting on the World" by the moonlight, thinking about everything that happened today.

The hut has four walls, the roof is a little leaky, and there is only one quilt on the bed, although it is already dirty and a little black, and there is still a little cotton leaking, but Tang Xian is still tightly wrapped around his body.

At this moment, a "squeak" came from the window, and immediately after, a thin black shadow crawled in through the crack in the window.

It turned out to be a honey badger!

I saw that this honey badger was much thinner than a normal badger, but its hair was black and shiny, and the silver hair on its head was brighter than the moonlight.

Tang Xian was not the slightest surprised, opened his arms, and let the honey badger pounce on his arms, and muttered: "Yo! Brother Pingtou is back!"

This honey badger is a pet that Tang Xian has kept for more than ten years since he was a child.

Listening to the old man Lu, the night he picked up Tang Xian, there was a young badger who had been following behind him, and he couldn't drive away with a stick.

At first, Old Man Lu thought that this beast was begging for food, but later found out that this honey badger was sticking to Tang Xian and had been relying on Tang Xian's side.

For more than ten years, Tang Xian couldn't talk about raising this honey badger, after all, the old man Lu was barely enough to feed Tang Xian, how could he have extra food for the honey badger?

So during the day, the honey badgers go out to forage for food on their own. returned to Tang Xian's side at night, and it was like a day for more than ten years.

Tang Xian named the honey badger "Brother Pingtou".

"Why did you come back so late today, and who did you fight again?" Tang Xian asked, holding the handful of silver hair on the top of the flat-headed brother's head.

On weekdays, in addition to foraging, the biggest hobby of the flat-headed brother is fighting. The big wolf dog of the butcher's house in the east and the black wild boar in the woods in the west are not as afraid of the flat-headed brother.

In the words of Old Man Lu: This beast is either fighting or on the way to fight on weekdays!

"Uh......h Woof...... Woo...... Wang!" Brother Pingtou arched his mouth, and actually learned a few dog barks, although he learned it indecently, but it also made Tang Xian understand what it meant.

"Did you fight with the butcher's big wolf dog again?" Tang asked with a smile.

"Roar!" the flat-headed brother bared his teeth and roared proudly.

"Haha! It's good to win!" Tang Xian praised.

Tang Xian hugged the flat-headed brother tightly in his arms, and continued to watch "Commenting on the World" by the moonlight.

Old man Lu slept next door, and the sound of snoring and grinding his teeth continued. It should be that the old man is old, and he is tired of talking too much today.

"Commenting on the ...... of the world" Tang Xian turned the latest page, babbling in his mouth.

Tang Xian grew up and was envious of everyone he saw.

Envy the farmer, because people have land and land.

I envy the butcher who sells meat, because people have endless sauce elbows.

even envied the tailor on the next street, because people could measure the little girl's figure every day.

Only I never envied the old man Lu, he relied on a mouth all day long, listening to the wind is rain. But if you hear some rumors, you will be able to make up a whole story tomorrow that is pure foolishness and cheat people out of tea money. It's just nonsense.

However, today he actually relied on this nonsense "Commenting on the World" to avoid Wang Shan's two sharp moves.

Is what is said in "Commenting on the World" true or false?

Tang Xian flipped forward, and whispered to Brother Pingtou page by page through the oil lamp:

"Jiangnan Thief Saint...... Cultivating the Body...... Stepping on bamboo leaves to cross the river......"

"Cut! Nonsense, how can anyone step on bamboo leaves to cross the river......" Tang Xian commented disdainfully.

"Luhua Swinging Water Ghost...... Cultivating the Turtle Breath Gong ...... Sitting underwater for a month......"

"Fart! Stay underwater for a month? That's really a ghost! Do you say? Brother Pingtou?" Tang Xian didn't care if Brother Pingtou could understand or not, he just talked to himself.

......

After scolding for a long time, Tang Xian still didn't untie his knot, after all, he escaped the catastrophe by relying on the narration in this book.

"Could it be...... Old man Lu is still a master?" Tang Xian was suspicious.

At this time, there was a movement of Old Man Lu getting up next door, and Tang Xian didn't have to think about it to know that Old Man Lu got up at night to go to the toilet again.

When he was old, according to Old Man Lu's habits, he ran to the toilet at least five or six times a night.

Thinking of this, Tang Xian shook his head, how could Old Man Lu be a master?

The masters of the rivers and lakes are the kind of people who stand on the city wall in white clothes and fight. Thousands of miles to fight, fight you to the death, just to earn a name for who is the first.

And the old man Lu ...... Snoring, grinding his teeth, farting and five or six times a night in the toilet, saying that he is a master?

Tang Xian thought about it, stroking the handful of silver hair of the flat-headed brother in his hand, and vaguely, the handful of silver hair actually faintly emitted a light like moonlight.

"Wang's knife technique ......," Tang muttered.

The silver light above the flat-headed brother's head was faint...... Tang Xian concentrated on his thoughts, and didn't find anything abnormal at all.

"Wang Shan has already trained her internal strength, and I still dodged two tricks......" Tang Xian thought.

The silver light was slightly stronger...... Tang Xian still didn't find out!

"I'm going to go to Wang's house to chop firewood for half a month......," Tang Xian continued to chatter.

The silver light was a little more ...... Merge with the moonlight......

Suddenly, the silver light suddenly intensified, enveloping Tang Xian in an instant, piercing Tang Xian's eyes like a blade, and actually blinding Tang Xian's eyes!

What a situation!

Tang Xian was horrified, his eyes were stinging, tears were streaming down, his brain seemed to be slammed with a blunt object, it was chaotic, and he wanted to shout in his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound at all!

In his mind, there was a scene of landslides and tsunamis, as if the sky had fallen, smashing all of Tang Xian's thoughts!

The wind was howling in the brain, the waves were raging, and there seemed to be a beast's roar, a bird's song, and a dragon's roar......

What's the situation with this special mother!

How could a teenager in a mountain town experience such a situation?

At this time, a desolate and heavy voice seemed to tear the space from ancient times and entered Tang Xian's ears:

"The Book of the Sea...... Splitting wood for ten years of forging body, you can get started...... On the day of Dacheng, mountains can be moved, and ...... can be reclaimed"

With this voice, a torrent poured in from Tang Xian's chest, passed through the limbs, and flowed to the whole body!

A unique cycle was formed, flowing in Tang Xian's meridians and engraved in Tang Xian's mind!

The shock in my heart has risen to the point of fear.

What's wrong with you?

Tang Xian wanted to ask the flat-headed brother on the side to wake up Old Man Lu to save himself, but he found that he still couldn't move for half a minute.

In desperation, Tang Xian could only suppress the horror in his heart, follow the circulation in his body, and recall the "Sea Classic" that suddenly appeared in his mind.

Repeat the loop...... Twice...... Three times...... Four times......

As the torrent cycled, an inexplicable feeling gradually came to my mind.

What kind of feeling is that? Tang Xian couldn't say. It's like the torrent cycle is a key that unlocks a certain power that exists in one's own blood, so that that power is like duckweed in the water, gradually surfacing the water.

Seven times...... Eight times......

That feeling is getting stronger and stronger!

Ten times! Fifteen times!

That feeling has poured into Tang Xian's heart, and he is about to come out!

Loop twenty times!

That feeling filled Tang Xian, and Tang Xian's heart seemed to have become a ball full of gas, a little more...... It's about to explode!

Suddenly, the silver light disappeared in an instant, and the entire room suddenly returned to darkness, and Tang Xian also regained control of his body, and pounced forward, slamming his fist against the wall.

Sweating profusely, his eyes were bloodshot, and two rows of steel teeth were biting together like animal traps.

At this time, Tang Xian had no interest in thinking about what was going on.

Silver light, sea meridians, moving mountains, reclamation?

Forget it all!

Because the feeling that came from the blood, it exploded in the blood like dynamite, and it shook Tang Xian's heart fiercely.

At this time, that feeling had completely surfaced and appeared in Tang Xian's mind.

Tang Xian's eyes were red, and he roared out that feeling fiercely between his teeth:

"I ...... I...... I want to fight!!"