Chapter 70: I'm a Gifted Person

There is an occasional sound of birds flying in the night sky, but it does not affect people's rest.

After a night, a touch of white appeared in the eastern sky, and the morning light suddenly came to the world.

That strange boy is not doing anything else now, but is just sleeping in the attic on the fourth floor of the Hiroshi Building.

In that calm sleep, no one could guess what he had been through these days.

Since the descent from the mountain, those peaceful and watery lives are gone. He came to a place where there was no stopping turmoil, so he naturally chose a wonderful and thrilling road to walk. Even last night's thrilling event was actually bumped into by him, which means that he has started a tossing journey since a long time ago.

The tossing journey never stops, and here are the risks that people with dreams need to take.

The scenery of each room in Hirono-building is different. And in the room where Lu Beichen was resting, there was a very square window.

At this time, you can see a very special scenery through the window, the sun rising from the east mountain, like a vulnerable attack in defiance of the light fog. In the blue sky, there was no longer a trace of clouds, and it became more and more deep and boundless.

"It's time to get down to business. Lu Beichen opened his eyes, looked at the bird that landed on the side of the bed, and said softly.

Lu Beichen woke up at noon and saw such a scene.

How long has it been since I've seen a landscape like this?

He didn't know.

Last night's demon raid didn't seem to have much impact on Lu Beichen, who had just come to the Holy Capital. But thinking that last night was still in a thrilling situation, and today it is back to peace, and life in the world is really like a big dream.

Thinking of the day when the poor and strange attacked the mountain, it was like yesterday, but the sun still rose as usual every day, and the night would still come as scheduled, never paying attention to the joys and sorrows of the world.

Lu Beichen sighed, and then stopped looking at things and thinking about people.

He got up, washed his face, and went downstairs for a light breakfast.

Hironolou is most famous for its morning refreshments, which are as good as last night's roast chicken. Roast chicken can be eaten anywhere, but refreshments are not available everywhere in Guangzhilou.

But now it's time to drink tea and chat, and the refreshments are naturally not as rich as they were at the beginning. Naturally, there are not as many guests as last night, so the entire Guangzhilou seems much quieter.

Eating in such a quiet environment seems to be more suitable for Lu Beichen.

Naturally, he walked to the front desk, said hello to the busy shopkeeper, and sat down at the table waiting for the early arrival.

The shopkeeper turned, looked at him blankly, and then turned away again.

Lu Beichen could see that the shopkeeper's eyes were even stranger when he looked at him today, but because the other party didn't say anything, he naturally wouldn't ask and ignore it.

There weren't many refreshments left in the inn. But that cage of shrimp dumplings, a bowl of egg drop soup, and a serving of fresh vegetables are enough to feed the cells in his body.

After eating and drinking, Lu Beichen simply packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute. The shopkeeper stopped Lu Beichen, who was about to leave.

When Lu Beichen heard the shopkeeper's voice, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Young man, what did you do last night, and why did you come back so early in the morning?"

Lu Beichen was a little surprised when he heard it, it was almost dawn when he came back, but after all, it wasn't yet bright, could it be that the shopkeeper got up and was busy at that time?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the shopkeeper continued, "Although we are open to the three clans of demons and spirits here, if it is any evil person, it is not welcome. ”

"What the shopkeeper said is serious, I just can't sleep and go out, so why is this?"

"Your behavior is too strange, and you want to look for the prime minister, and you go out late at night, you have to be suspicious. We are just in business, and we do not interfere in the stormy affairs of this world. So you'd better make it clear, so that I have to be accountable to the guests. Shopkeeper Zhang's eyes were a little cold, but he still said in a very polite tone.

Although Lu Beichen was a little inexplicably weak-hearted, he was naturally also a little dissatisfied with the suspicions of these holy capital people.

This shopkeeper is like this today, and so is the white-clothed holy envoy last night, what's the matter?

Speaking of last night's incident, Lu Beichen couldn't help but feel a little bad in his heart. If he wasn't sure where the dark shadow was on the roof, how could he shout in front of everyone?

As for why you can perceive that person's position, is it true that just because you have amazing talents, you are not allowed to have special abilities?

People say that there is implication in the words, and a person's words can be seen from their shape, potential, and qi alone. And the words that also mention a person in the Taoist collection actually show that person's understanding of heaven and earth.

The so-called depth of understanding is based on the degree of understanding of the creatures of heaven and earth.

When the master saw Xiao Beichen's more and more energetic words, he was full of praise. The master, who has always been serious, can praise a child so much, can you imagine how well his handwriting is?

But many children are also very jealous, and they say that the master is partial.

At that time, Lu Beichen didn't have much feeling. However, looking at my own handwriting, I do feel that my writing is getting better and better day by day.

But what kind of talent is this?

When I went to the academy at the age of eight, I was punished for copying scriptures a thousand times on the first day.

And where is his talent in perceiving the world? It's just that when others are cultivating the Tao, he's doing something boring.

I remember that when he was babbling, he had already meditated with Master Qiu Shan, and it was precisely because of this that Master Qiu Shan felt that he had talent. But who would have thought that the head of Maoshan would leave behind the verdict of the "Missing Avenue" ten years ago?

Later, when he went up the mountain to study, when he meditated in the days of the academy, he could not use his own breath like other children, so when he meditated, he spent more time meditating and feeling the breath of heaven and earth.

So that day in the stone room, he easily felt the breath of those plants and trees.

Yes, he was covered with cold and could not run his breath.

But that doesn't mean he has a problem with perceiving heaven and earth.

And not only does he have no problems, but most likely he has a high level of proficiency in this area.

Of course, if he couldn't cultivate the Dao, then his ability in this area would be of no use. Because situations like last night's were just a coincidence.

Those who have no chance. After all, it's just an ordinary person.

Lu Beichen rarely has this kind of childlike emotion, he doesn't think he is very powerful. Although he often envies those who are able to practice, sometimes when he sees some stories of becoming demons for the sake of the Tao, he doesn't think too much about it.

It's just that he really can't figure it out. Why do these people think all day long that others are harming him? It is strange that even business people are so wary!

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"What are you thinking?" The shopkeeper looked at Lu Beichen in a daze, and said again.

Lu Beichen came back to his senses and was a little stunned, but he probably didn't know what kind of expression to use to describe this emotion, so he looked a little stunned. "Last night, I went to the alley to the east and saw a fierce battle. I wasn't hurt, I didn't kill anyone, I just watched a fight. ”

When the shopkeeper heard him say this, he suddenly laughed and said, "How normal is it to fight in the Holy Capital? But you seem to have just come here, but you just watched it and left?"

Lu Beichen looked at the shopkeeper's sudden little face, and his sense of astonishment became even stronger, thinking to himself, What's so funny about this? Since you think it's normal, then you don't have to hold on to me.

There are also some oddities. If it was normal for the human race and the demon race to fight in the Holy Capital, then wasn't it a joke yesterday? Could it be that the white-clothed holy envoy actually had enough ability to defeat the demon woman? But he clearly heard it, and the white-clothed holy envoy clearly told the guards not to alarm the people, so it seems that this is not a normal fight.

Thinking of this, Lu Beichen suddenly realized. Since the white-clothed holy envoy said not to alarm the people, presumably this shopkeeper naturally didn't know what was going on. If so, it's better not to say too much yourself.

"Look at it and go. Lu Beichen said. The simple answer indicated that he wanted to end the topic as soon as possible.

The shopkeeper seemed to have let his guard down at the moment. Because he knew very well what kind of place the Holy Capital was like—a gathering of heroes and dragons and tigers, it was not surprising that even if it was fought in the middle of the night.

However, the kid in front of him was just a young man who had not cultivated, and he should be excited to see that kind of scene, but he was as calm as the wind, which made people a little confused.

But Shopkeeper Zhang just guessed the beginning. But he didn't guess the ending, so he naturally didn't know that the fight Lu Beichen said was not a contest between the elites of the human race, but a battle between the human race and the demon race.

"Since the shopkeeper thinks it's normal, then I'll take my leave first. I have important things to do. Lu Beichen said.

The shopkeeper looked at him with a blank expression, remembering that when he communicated with this young man last night, those clear eyes made him not see a trace of impurities, and he couldn't help but think of some past events, and felt a trace of pity.

"Wait a minute. Shopkeeper Zhang said, "Yesterday you asked me where Prime Minister Zheng Hang lived, right?"

When Lu Beichen heard what he cared about, he turned around, his stunned expression had a hint of a smile, and he hurriedly asked, "Is the shopkeeper willing to tell me?"

(Lu Beichen's characters are mentioned abruptly because I am reminded of the process of learning to write when I was a child.) Of course, this is also an important point for Lu Beichen. )