Chapter 4: Returning Home
Xiao Bai stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind almost blank now. It doesn't matter what these mortals are doing.
He can slowly adapt to the unfamiliar environment! He has been to many unfamiliar environments and harsh environments in the fairy world.
He can slowly come into contact with strange humans, although human beings are not on the same level as them at all.
But just now, he couldn't feel the existence of the Dragon Ball in the dantian, which was what he was most afraid of, not only did he not have the breath of the Dragon Ball, but also the existence of the immortal, not even a trace of true qi. Dragon Ball is a unique symbol of the dragon clan, and it is also the origin of the cultivation of the clan. The immortal spirit is the essence that all immortal cultivators must have, and without it, they can't cultivate and they can't ascend. Not even the most basic true qi!
Xiaobai was completely desperate, he knew what it meant, without these, what was the difference between him and those ordinary people who only lived for a few decades. I have never thought of entering the mortal realm, because it is impossible, and entering and exiting the immortal and mortal realms has always been the biggest prohibition, and no one is willing to run to the mortal realm. Even if you want to come in, you can't come in this situation, right? Although it has been recorded in ancient books that some people have destroyed their immortal roots and fallen into mortal dust. But that's just a legend, it's a legend! Whoever has the courage to destroy a thousand years of cultivation in one fell swoop, then what kind of strength can he still cultivate! But at this moment, the cruel facts in front of him told him that this thing that only existed in legends really happened to him.
It doesn't matter exactly how it happened, because Xiaobai won't find the answer. He just felt a little hard to breathe!
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A dilapidated van slowly rubbed like a turtle in the city, the noisy honking of the horn filled the entire space, and a few large birds occasionally flew in the gray sky, and soon disappeared into the gray not far away.
A man in his thirties in the driver's seat of the car looked back at the thin man sitting in the back seat from time to time, and sighed a few times from time to time. After all, something went wrong.
"Brother Ming, it's okay! You don't have to worry too much, I guess Lu Chen is temporarily stunned, or a little stimulated. It will be fine in a while!Don't worry too much!Ah!" Hou Xiaojun, who was sitting next to Lu Chen, comforted from time to time. In fact, he is no less worried than others. No matter what, Lu Chen is also a friend who can really make friends in this city without mixed interests.
It was Lu Chen's eldest brother Lu Ming who drove the car, he was a small contractor foreman at a construction site in Beijing, Beijing has developed rapidly in the past two years, and he also relied on his own hardships and hard work to earn a little money, and then went home to make up for it, contracted a few construction sites, and made a few small profits in recent years. I was very busy all day long, dealing with cement and sand and migrant workers almost every day.
But this younger brother of mine is not very competitive, his personality is also silent, and his temper is still very stubborn, and ten cows can't pull it back. I repeated my studies for three years just for the Academy of Fine Arts.,It's hard to graduate.,But I can't find a job.,Except for knowing how to draw and paint every day.,I can't do anything else.,If it weren't for his own relief.,It is estimated that my younger brother would have been begging on the road with his own drawing board.。
"Hey!" sighed again, and when he saw that he was finally able to move, he retracted his mind and hurried to follow.
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"Sister-in-law!
As soon as he entered the door, Hou Xiaojun shouted into the house. Hou Xiaojun is also a frequent visitor to Lu Ming's house, since Lu Chen moved out and plunged into painting, he has even come more times than Lu Chen. Since Lu Ming runs on the construction site every day, he also helps with some heavy work at home.
"It's coming!" With a sound of promise, a woman in an apron walked out, also in her thirties, a very ordinary housewife. She looked at Lu Chen, who came in later, and was stunned for a moment, with a sad expression on her face, her nose was sore, and tears swirled in her eyes. He and his husband were also heartbroken about this little uncle, but no matter what, she didn't expect Lu Chen to have mental problems.
"You say that's good! What's the matter! This ......! Alas!" she took the bag in Lu Ming's hand and muttered in a low voice.
Recently, let Xiao Chen live at home first, I will go back and talk to his landlord first, and if the situation does not improve after a while, I will take him to the hospital again. Lu Ming's mood was not high, and he said helplessly when he looked at his wife. But the thought of the fat woman was another headache.
"Hey, good, good, come to Xiaochen, sit there, eat first! Xiuqiao sighed in response, glanced at Lu Chen, who was still in a daze, turned around and entered the kitchen again.
From seeing Lu Ming, who is known as his eldest brother, to coming out of the hospital and entering this bustling city, until entering this house, Xiaobai has been in a daze, not thinking about anything, not wanting to ask anything, just following them like a walking corpse. He didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what he could do. Everything hit him too hard, it was a chill that went deep into his bones, it was a despair that he had never felt before.
He has nothing left, where does he still have the heart to care about the relationship between these people and himself, as for the mental problems in their mouths, he doesn't care at all.