When Zeng Pengyu's mother arrived home, she found that there was a lot of everything else in the house, and it didn't look like it had been turned over, but the only TV in the family was missing! That's weird too! But this kind of thing of throwing things was handed over to the police, and after a few of them finished eating, Zeng Pengyu ordered something to eat for his father to bring, and the others went back to their respective homes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since Yuan Fan's relatives were either in his own home or in other places, Yuan Fan was also free for a few days when he was supposed to go to his relatives, so he decided to go to Shushang Pavilion to study immediately.

When Yuan Fan arrived at Shushang Pavilion, there were still three people from yesterday, and it seemed that except for the pavilion master Meng Yuan and his son Meng Shijie, this martial arts hall was also Wu Qingxuan's hard work!

Today, Meng and Wu are not looking at each other, but practicing their own skills. Meng Shijie was struggling against a wooden stake, and the wooden stake crackled, while Wu Qingxuan was doing some weird movements every few seconds on what looked like a large yoga mat, which was funny to watch, but this cold-faced girl may be because of her long-term cultivation of her body type, and her figure is really nothing!

The only thing that hasn't changed is Meng Yuan, he is still sitting in his place, with his heart facing the sky, closing the closing to recuperate. Yuan Fan secretly thought that this Uncle Meng was enough, he sat like this every day, and he was not afraid that his ass would be flattened?

"You're here?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Yes! Teacher Meng, I don't have anything else to do, start learning martial arts from today! Yuan Fan heard Yuan Xinkai call Meng Yuan Teacher Meng, so he called it that.

"Well, okay, but don't call me Teacher Meng, call me Pavilion Master." Meng Yuan said.

"Pavilion Master?" Yuan Fan raised his eyebrows, this Uncle Meng has seen too much martial arts, right? Why did you give yourself such a sassy title?

"What's wrong? The people who learn martial arts here are called my pavilion master. Since you're here today, sit down and meditate with me! Meng Yuan said expressionlessly, but through yesterday's performance, Yuan Fan knew in his heart that this Meng Yuan was just more serious on the surface, and he might not be so proud of himself by giving himself such a sassy title.

Meng Yuan opened his eyes, glanced at Yuan Fan and said, "Don't worry about what to call me there, it's just a code name, sit down and start cultivating." ”

Yuan Fan was shocked, not good, this uncle can read minds, he almost forgot, he can't think about it here in the future. He sat down obediently, but he didn't know how to cultivate, so he could only look at Meng Yuan innocently.

"Actually, the retreat is not simple, in the first stage, all you need to do is sit down, find a comfortable position, close your eyes, and empty your mind."

"Looking for a comfortable position? Can't I lie down? Yuan Fan asked.

"Yes, it's okay to lie down, but according to my previous experience, if you lie down, you'll fall asleep after a while, so you'd better sit."

Yuan Fan rolled his eyes and said, "Then how long will I sit and empty myself?" ”

"It won't take too long, I just say it's okay to pass." Meng Yuan closed his eyes and said.

Yuan Fan thought to himself, this is not a difficult matter, isn't it just sitting down and thinking about nothing! He took a deep breath and learned that Meng Yuan closed his eyes and didn't think about anything.

"You're not emptying yourself, you're too nervous, let the muscles in your body relax!" Yuan Fan hadn't let go for a few seconds before Meng Yuan opened his mouth to point.

Because Yuan Fan was practicing for the first time, he was indeed a little nervous just now, and his muscles were a little tense, but he didn't expect to be seen at once. He swallowed and continued to try to empty himself.

"Don't think about 'emptying yourself.'" Meng Yuan shook his head, "That's it, I said, you do it." Think of yourself as a ball of noodles. ”

Yuan Fan raised his eyebrows, imagining that he was a ball of noodles?

"A ball of freshly finished dough, and then there's a rolling pin, which spreads you around and around, slowly." Meng Yuan continued.

Uncle Meng is definitely a dumpling maker, what a metaphor! Yuan Fan couldn't cry or laugh.

"Don't be foolish, follow my pace." Meng Yuan's tone became stern.

Yuan Fan hurriedly did so, imagining that he was a dough ravaged by a rolling pin...... How do you feel like laughing!

After about ten seconds, Yuan Fan seemed to have found some feeling, the feeling of being crushed by the rolling pin, the rolling pin kept grinding, and he seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and the whole body seemed to be really relaxed so simply, and his breathing tended to be stable.

"Huh? I seem to have done it! So it's that simple, huh? Ha ha! Am I a genius, am I the fastest person ever to get into the groove? Yuan Fan was secretly happy.

"Yuan Fan! What are you thinking about? You just need to empty yourself and meditate, is it that hard? Meng Yuan closed his eyes and said with a frown.

Yuan Fan made a secret grimace and thought, "How can you think of nothing!" Besides, I'm here to learn martial arts, and I'm not under too much psychological pressure to come for psychotherapy, so why should I empty myself? ”

"You despise my teaching methods in your heart." Meng Yuan suddenly spoke, startling Yuan Fan, this can be seen? Do you want to give people some privacy?

"No, no! Pavilion Master, you read it wrong this time! "Even if Yuan Fan despises it, he can't admit it in his mouth, when there are always mistakes in mind reading, can you still insist that I think so?

"It's okay, it's the first time I've come to study, it's okay to think so, since I want to teach you, I'll convince you. This emptying oneself is the first step in cultivating one's spiritual power, and if this is not done well, then practicing the martial arts I teach is of no great use. ”

He beckoned to Wu Qingxuan, who was practicing all kinds of strange movements on the side, and said, "Qingxuan, come over and compare your concentration with Yuan Fan." ”

Specific force? Could it be the one that Wu Qingxuan compared with Meng Shijie yesterday? Then you have to show yourself.

In Yuan Fan's opinion, yesterday's comparison between Wu and Meng was a game of who laughed first, and this game is very good at it!

Sure enough, the rule Meng Yuan said was to look at each other to see who couldn't stand it first, and the requirement for Yuan Fan was that he was not allowed to blink his eyes all over his body, while the requirements for Wu Qingxuan were much stricter, requiring her to eliminate distracting thoughts and leave only the idea of attacking her opponent.

Although Yuan Fan wanted to carry forward his gentlemanly demeanor and let the two of them be treated equally, there was no way, he had not studied after all, and he could not completely eliminate distracting thoughts as Meng Yuan said, so he could only compare them like this.

Two people sat down more than two meters apart. Yuan Fan, who likes to look at beautiful women, habitually looked at Wu Qingxuan. This cold-faced girl already gave people a very cold feeling, but I saw that she had a high ponytail tied behind her head, which showed her cold temperament. Although her appearance can only be regarded as middle and upper, the advantage is that her skin is very good and very fair, which makes Yuan Fan suddenly think of Tang Yun, Tang Yun's appearance can be regarded as crushing Wu Qingxuan, but in terms of skin, the two of them can be regarded as equal.

"Hey! Brat! What to see? At this time, Meng Shijie, who was practicing driving wooden stakes on the side, suddenly listened to the two and shouted to Yuan Fan.

Yuan Fan was stunned, yo? The young man's keen sense of smell for this kind of thing made him feel it all at once, it seems that this Meng Shijie is very interesting to Wu Qingxuan. Yuan Fan secretly took a look at Wu Qingxuan and found that she still had no expression at all, and she didn't know if she was a girl with a cold to a handsome guy like Meng Shijie, anyway, Yuan Fan felt that Meng Shijie's appearance was nothing, and she was still tall, and the conditions at home were quite good.

"Okay, I'll start later, Yuan Fan, you can feel it." Seeing that the two of them were ready, Meng Yuan spoke.

Wu Qingxuan sat down, leaned forward and looked at Yuan Fan, and Yuan Fan also hurriedly returned the salute.

"Let's go!" When the two of them sat up straight again, they gave the order to start the game.

As soon as Meng Yuan's words fell, Yuan Fan felt a chill pressing towards him.

"Oh my God, what's going on?" Yuan Fan was full of excitement, and quickly looked at Wu Qingxuan's eyes, which was incredible.

The distance between the two people is very close, Wu Qingxuan's eyes are relatively large, with Yuan Fan's current eyesight, he can see her beautiful brown eyes very clearly, and it is obviously not a good thing to be able to see her eyes clearly at this time.

Yuan Fan's first reaction was that this cold-faced girl's eyes were not bad, and his second reaction was that his brain was dizzy and his eyes were dark. Then an indescribable feeling swept over him like a tidal wave.

It's cold, it's cold that makes people shiver.

"What's going on? Is it because I glanced at the cold-faced girl? Can't you? Is it a superpower? Before Yuan Fan could figure it out, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and when Yuan Fan saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

This is the day my parents went abroad when I was a child!

"What's going on, this ...... Did I cross over? Yuan Fan was speechless in shock, he couldn't control his body at all now, but he could clearly feel the feeling. The memories of that time also came to his mind all at once.

Yuan Fan was only 3 years old at the time, he didn't know why his parents left him, and he didn't know that his parents would come back to see him every year. And for a little doll who is only 3 years old and can play mischievously with her parents every day, it is tantamount to the end of the world!

Although Yuan Fan has already accepted that his parents are abroad, and he also knows that he will see his parents a lot in the future, Yuan Fan, who is in his 3-year-old body, can only feel the feelings of his childhood, and for a while, the whole world has become cold.

Yuan Fan wanted to control his emotions, but found that everything was in vain, he could only watch his parents drive away from home, and he couldn't stop feeling cold in his heart.

"What the hell is going on!?" Yuan Fan couldn't understand this situation at all, but the divergence of this emotion obviously had not yet come to an end.

Fear, hair-raising fear.

One second Yuan Fan was still watching his parents' car go away, and the next second the picture in front of him suddenly flashed, and a pair of red eyes appeared in front of him. With a roar, the red eyes suddenly narrowed the distance.

Yuan Fan was shocked in his heart, and suddenly remembered what kind of place this was! This is the open space halfway up the mountain of Komori Mountain, and the owner of the red eyes on the opposite side is none other than the Beatled Demon!

This is the first time Yuan Fan has directly faced the evil ghost, and he is very impressed, this should be the last time he stabbed the evil ghost in the face with Tao Siniang's simple knife!

As expected, Yuan Fan still couldn't control his body, and could only feel the feeling at that time, that is, fear! Don't look at yourself at the time to cheer yourself up, and finally swing that knife, but the feeling of being there again is completely different. Yuan Fan was simply terrified, if that devastating punch hit him...... As a result, Yuan Fan really couldn't think about it.

"That's not right!" Yuan Fan suddenly found a question, "Where is the Pu knife in my hand?" ”

That's not right! When I was in Komoriyama at the time, I had a weapon in my hand, but now I am barehanded, so I want to cry without tears, right?

Seeing that the cloaked demon had already broken free from Li Shen and punched over, Yuan Fan's heart tightened, and he could even hear the sound of his fist rubbing against the air!

"Oh my God! What can I do? Yuan Fan was very anxious in his heart, but he didn't know why at all, he didn't have a weapon in his hand at all! There's no way to attack, and there's no way to defend! Even if you have a weapon in your hand, you can't control your body at all in this cheating place!

"Bang!"

The fist of the cloaked demon and Yuan Fan's chest slammed together! For a moment, Yuan Fan felt as if his heart had stopped beating. Then a sharp pain spread from his chest, Yuan Fan's eyes darkened in pain, and in the next second, he couldn't feel his body at all.

"Is this what it feels like to die...... Yuan Fan's body became more and more heavy, like the feeling of slowly sinking into a swamp, and the fear of death also replaced the fear of evil ghosts, slowly spreading in Yuan Fan's heart, "Isn't it?" I killed the demons! ”

Before Yuan Fan could have more thoughts, the feeling of fear suddenly subsided, but everything seemed to be over yet.

Grief, heart-pounding grief.

Yuan Fan suddenly felt his body again, but the changing scene in front of him made him completely unable to believe his eyes.

He is in a mourning hall, standing silently in the crowd, father, mother, and all his relatives are all there, except for grandpa! And the black-and-white photo of Grandpa's kind smile is hanging in the center of the opposite wall! It turned out to be grandpa's mourning hall! Yuan Fan's heart seemed to explode.

"Nope! What's going on! This is not true! Yuan Fan shouted in his head! Yuan Fan's heart now swelled up with sadness and fear, the sadness was given by Yuan Fan's body, and the fear was ......

"Not really! How can it be! Although the first two are true things, but, ...... But I wasn't killed by the Cloak Devil! So, so ...... Right! This must not be true! Yuan Fan's heart was on the verge of collapse, if his grandfather, who had been taking care of him since he was a child, also died, Yuan Fan really didn't dare to think about it.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on? I'm not, I'm not in the Shushang Pavilion! What the hell is this place! ”

Faced with this unacceptable scene, Yuan Fan was completely stunned. He desperately wanted to go back to Shushang Pavilion, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a second, but he didn't have any way, he didn't know if there was an end to these feelings, and he didn't know if he could hold on to the next scene.

Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded in Yuan Fan's head.

"Yuan Fan!"