Volume 1 Iron God Pile Chapter 25 The weak must have the consciousness of the weak
At five o'clock in the morning, when the east was whitening, Du Lengqiu had already come to the top floor of the residential building. This was the first time he had cultivated Qi in Baicheng.
The morning glow fills the entire eastern sky, showing brilliant colors. Du Lengqiu once read a sentence: The clouds and clouds are carved with color, and there is the wonder of Yu painting; Now, immersed in the beauty of the glow, I couldn't agree with this sentence.
After sighing for a while, Du Lengqiu restrained his emotions and began to do serious things. He stood on his feet, his eyes closed, his body relaxed, contemplative, as if he was not thinking.
The step of meditation is not easy for the average person. The explosion of information has made modern people accept too much useless knowledge, making people's temperament become utilitarian and impetuous. Relaxing your thoughts, thinking as if you are not thinking, is easy to say, but it is difficult to do. If you use light force, you are cranky, and if you use heavy force, you will sleep.
Fortunately, for Du Lengqiu, this is already familiar, but it is not difficult.
The purple qi of the East fell from the sky, the more the ancestors, the pillow crossed, and the true qi in the meridians suddenly became lively, from the small Zhou Tian to the big Zhou Tian, rushing endlessly.
After half an hour, Du Lengqiu opened his eyes and sighed helplessly. Compared to the mission world, practicing qi in Baicheng is a complete waste of time.
In the world of Xuanyuan Huang, when practicing qi, the internal breath is like the Yangtze River, gushing endlessly. But in the White City, the breath is like a stream, and it is a filthy stream.
Du Lengqiu had already practiced as a martial arts master with supreme qi, so he was able to collect qi and practice in Baicheng. If you change to a beginner, even if you are born with a Dao body and unparalleled talent, there is no way to gain a sense of qi in this world of the end of the law. I can't even get angry, and practicing qi is naturally an empty word.
That's why this world is mysterious, and technology is thriving.
Fortunately, Du Lengqiu was still prepared, and took out a blood spirit pill from the jade box. The appearance of this pill is average, and it looks like an ordinary pill.
The pill melted in his mouth, and a cool breath exploded violently from the dantian, flowing through the limbs and hundreds of remains. Du Lengqiu immediately ran the Nine Heavens Heart Recipe of the Phoenix Dance to refine the medicinal power.
After a long time, Du Lengqiu woke up from his meditation, only to feel that he was full of energy, and his state had never been so good. But he had already mastered all his pulses, and his qi cultivation had not increased, but it was not for nothing. Well, at least saved a breakfast.
Looking at the skin again, the wound from the previous battle with Gombro has healed and scabbed. With a touch of the hand, the blood scab falls, revealing new and tender skin. Du Lengqiu pondered, it seems that this blood spirit pill can not only improve cultivation, but also heal injuries.
The morning glow has gone, and the sun has jumped out of the horizon.
The sun shone on the land, dispelling all the ghosts. In the midst of the stumbling, the whole city gradually became more vibrant, and it seemed that the sleeping world was slowly resurrected.
With his back to the rising sun, Du Lengqiu took out the silk scroll from the space package and slowly opened it with great importance. This is the beginning of transcendence, the beginning of godhood.
The silk was as white as snow, and on it was a picture of the blood god acupoint. The so-called trick points are the mysterious nodes in the meridians, and only by opening these nodes can we accommodate more innate true qi in the meridians. This step, called the gathering of qi through the aura, is the only way to refine qi and transform the gods.
It is not a day's work to gather qi, and besides, this white city is not a safe place. Du Lengqiu has been sluggish since he was a child, has tasted the ups and downs, and knows the power of this world's capital. Since the Deep Blue Club is the base camp of Southern Capital, it is definitely not something that he can deal with alone.
Today, he is still an underdog. He is in the light, and the enemy is in the dark. It's too bad for him. The weak must have the consciousness of the weak, and hiding in the shadows is the most basic operation.
At the moment, he needs to get out of White City as soon as possible and then hide in the shadows. It's not about running away, it's about revenge. When he finds out the truth, hehe, when the time comes, let those capitalists know what a nightmare it is to offend a martial arts master.
And that divine power flying sword, it's really a strange thing. Du Lengqiu decided to secretly investigate and act clearly, plan and then act.
Now that he has a plug-in body, his power is in a stage of rapid growth, and the only thing he needs is time. As long as there is enough time to grow, there is a chance to uproot the dark blue clubhouse and leave the chicken dog behind.
Back at home, Zhang Lingcui stood at the door, an orange suitcase beside her, and most of the original deathly despair disappeared from her.
"Brother Du, I'm ready. ”
"Good. Du Lengqiu carried a miscellaneous black backpack and Zhang Lingcui's suitcase and went downstairs.
Although Zhang Lingcui's parents did not fully fulfill their responsibilities, they were also sheltering her from the wind and rain, but once she lost this protection/umbrella, the only place for her little girl to go was the welfare home. The welfare institute began in the Southern Song Dynasty and has existed on this land for thousands of years, but it is rotten from beginning to end, and there are endless dirty things in it, and it is by no means a good place to go.
After all, the two have known each other for almost a year, and they have the same illness and pity each other. If she fell into the fire pit, Du Lengqiu really couldn't stand by coldly. Although he himself is in constant trouble, he has nothing to worry about if he has too much debt.
After going downstairs, I didn't walk a few steps, but I saw Zhang Lingcui's mother limping out, followed by a greasy middle-aged man, who was the so-called Uncle Zhao. The name, Du Lengqiu doesn't know, and I'm not interested in knowing.
Zhang's mother had some blood on her face, and she could see an obvious wound above her left ear, and two band-aids hung there hastily, making her look very embarrassed.
Seeing her mother, Zhang Lingcui obviously shrank, and her body trembled slightly.
Du Lengqiu sighed slightly in her heart, and was about to speak, but Zhang's mother glared at her, pounced with her teeth and claws, and hissed: "Nong, little Wangba, where are you going to deceive my daughter?"
"The neighbors have come to see that someone has kidnapped my daughter. Although this man shouted hard, now all the houses were in fear, and no one came out to pay attention.
Before Du Lengqiu could say anything, Zhang Lingcui took two steps forward and took her hand, and tried to open her mouth to explain: "Mom, I'm just here to see off Brother Du, he's leaving Baicheng." ”
Zhang's mother opened her mouth and scolded: "Little bitch, lose money." As he spoke, he was about to be slapped in the face.
Du Lengqiu frowned, stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, and said coldly, "Speak well." ”
Zhang's mother was so spicy that she was about to scold when she opened her mouth, but she saw that Du Lengqiu's eyes were extremely cold, and it seemed that she could freeze her soul. Her heart trembled, and she finally lowered her palm.
Uncle Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Oh, little brother, this is a family matter, let's not take care of it." Come and smoke a cigarette with the little brother. ”
Du Lengqiu didn't bother to look at him, sighed in his heart, touched Zhang Lingcui's head, and turned to leave. It is difficult for a Qing official to cut off family affairs, even if Hei Bao Zheng comes, what can he do?
Zhang Lingcui's eyes were red and she just looked at Du Lengqiu's Beijing, she was desperate in her heart, but she didn't say anything.
After walking for about thirty meters, Du Lengqiu was irritable when he suddenly heard a voice in the wind, and said vaguely, "Seventy thousand, what about you coaxing ghosts?" The old lady has raised her for eight years, and it cost 100,000 yuan. ”
He suddenly stopped his steps, as if this was Zhang Lingcui's mother's voice. Although her voice is small, Du Lengqiu, as a martial arts master, has far more senses than ordinary people, and she can hear it clearly.
"100,000? Why don't you go and grab it. You steal a child, and it only costs a few dollars! Seventy-five thousand, no more. ”
"Put your sister's fart, Zhao Laosan, you don't know the market when you are a mother. 150,000, not even one less. ”
"Qu Xia, you are too greedy. 80,000, I don't want to bargain again. ”
"100,000, my mother's hard work over the years can't be in vain. ”
"Lao Tzu add another 10,000, Qu Xia, if you add another penny, my Lao Zhao will turn his face. ”
"Okay, 90,000 deals. ”
Du Lengqiu turned around and looked at Zhang Lingcui's mother and Zhao Laosan muttering under a street tree, pointing at Zhang Lingcui from time to time. I can't help but have a realization in my heart.
It turned out that Zhang Lingcui was just a stolen child. No wonder her father and mother never soft on punches and kicks. If it is really a biological baby, how many people are willing to fight like this? After all, perverts are always in the minority.
Du Lengqiu walked back quickly, and the two traffickers negotiated the price more than ten meters away from Zhang Lingcui. Zhang's mother is selling a handful of snot and tears.
"Cui, my mother can't even support herself now, so you can live with your Uncle Zhao. Mom, it's for your own good. ”
Zhang Lingcui is like a mud puppet, her face is really expressionless, and her grief is greater than her death.
Seeing that she didn't react at all, Mother Zhang didn't bother to perform again, so she yelled: "Follow your Uncle Zhao to live in the future, be obedient so as not to be beaten, you know?"
Du Lengqiu had already walked ten steps away, stretched out his hand and dragged Zhang Lingcui to his side, and smiled at the two, "Isn't the day of shooting flowers beautiful?" ”
The expressions of the two changed, and they hurriedly took a few steps back.
Zhang Lingcui looked up stupidly and asked, "Brother Du, what are you talking about?"
Du Lengqiu stroked her head and looked at Zhang Zhao and the two with a smile, "Call the police now and go for a paternity test together, or you guys get out now." Choose one of the two. ”
When Zhang's mother heard the paternity test, she immediately panicked, and then her facial features were hideous, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know what you're talking about." Let go of my daughter. ”
"One hundred and fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, ninety thousand. Do you want me to say more?"
Zhang's mother was so frightened that she took three steps back, shook her head in a panic and said, "You, you ......" Before she finished speaking, she turned around and fled. As for Zhao Laosan, when Du Lengqiu said the paternity test, he disappeared in a puff of smoke.
Du Lengqiu didn't make a move, although these two guys deserve to die, but he is not so ruthless when he kills in front of a child. However, before the two left, Du Lengqiu had already done something to them, and they definitely didn't survive that night.
Zhang Lingcui was not really stupid, she reacted quickly, and she immediately burst into tears, "I turned out to be stolen by them...... I, I'm ......" was speechless.
Du Lengqiu stroked her back and did not speak.
After a while, Zhang Lingcui stopped crying, wiped away her tears, took Du Lengqiu's hand, and slowly walked away.
Baicheng is very small and does not have a train, so the two of them crossed half of Baicheng and came to the side of the provincial highway in the south of the city, and took which privately operated minibus to the provincial capital.
These buses are the epitome of dirty and messy, but the advantage is that they are cheap and there is little to no supervision. In this kind of car, your ID card will not be checked, and after paying the money, you will be allowed to get on and off the bus, regardless of the question.
Before getting into the car, Du Lengqiu made a slight modification. He wore a certain imitation of Adi hat, the brim of the hat was pressed low, and he wore a pair of sunglasses, which already covered half of his face, and some mustache on his mouth. No one could connect him to the freshman.
Du Lengqiu did this because he heard that there was a rumor. Some people say on the Internet that drivers and conductors have developed a pair of poisonous eyes because of their perennial work, and as long as they see a person's face, they will never forget it in a short time. In this way, you can find out who bought the ticket and who is evading it.
The Deep Blue Clubhouse has deep roots and will never give up, and it is not surprising that it will find detectives to find out where he is. Therefore, you must be cautious and cautious when fleeing, and do not show your feet.
Even Zhang Lingcui, Du Lengqiu didn't let it go, and dressed her up as a tomboy at will. In this way, the two of them can travel together as elder brother and younger brother, and they can also avoid a lot of trouble.