Chapter 11 Practice
When twilight struck again, Zhou Qi, who was unconscious in the wilderness, lay on his bed, and under the dim light, the old cat's blue and white face was also dyed a little red, and his beard reached a tone of agreement. Aponia and Qiu Xiang sat on the chairs by the window, snuggled up and fell asleep.
The old cat was found in the ruins of the safe zone. He lay there, clutching a whisk, and there was an open rotten cloth bag scattered around him, as if some medicine in the cloth bag had dispersed the mutant beasts around him.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhou Qi lying on the bed, and vaguely saw the traces of his old friend, and his consciousness diverged until he met Zhou Qi's slowly opened eyes.
"Yo, why are you dead?" The corners of Zhou Qi's mouth raised a slight arc, and he teased the old cat in a dry and hoarse voice. The old cat's face suddenly turned red into the color of pork liver, and the slap with a breaking sound hit Zhou Qi's ass fiercely.
"What kind of hero are you, go deep into the wilderness, is that what you can do, have you been in the wilderness for five years and are so arrogant that you are dizzy?" The old cat's tone was full of resentment, and there was a slight concern for Zhou Qi, "Thanks to your companion who still knows to look for me, if you change someone, you will be in the wilderness for a long time, and the hyenas will be able to gnaw you clean!" β
"Shhh Zhou Qi only felt that there was no place in his body that was not painful, and the place where Qingxiaozi feathered was still a long way away from Yiqing City, and Zhou Qi wanted to go back as soon as possible after the separation. But when I ran, I found that the last time I collided with the red-maned tiger, it was not only the fracture of the right forearm, but also the internal organs. He could only move forward slowly, but fortunately, according to the book given to him by Qing Xiaozi, he identified several potions to dispel mutant beasts, and found a place that was hidden enough before fainting.
Suddenly, Zhou Qi's eyes flickered, and he looked at the old cat, "How did you find me?" I wasn't close to Yiqing City at the time, and based on the speed of the three of them and yours, you knew where I was from the beginning? β
The old cat sneered contemptuously and took a sip of wine that he didn't know where to go, "I really don't want to answer your mentally retarded question, even you can get that broken book by chance." I've been out there for twenty years, and if I didn't have the means, how do you think I became the strongest scavenger in Yiqing City? β
"You're spying on me?" Zhou Qi seemed to understand something.
The sandbag-sized fist hammered into him again, "What kind of surveillance, it's just some small means of positioning." The old cat took another sip of the wine in his hand, "You don't really think that in the first two years, I don't have to worry that you can go out by yourself, after all, you are also half my son." β
The old cat stood up and didn't say anything more to Zhou Qi, nor did he explain how he was positioned, "I don't care about these two girls, although I know you want to run away by yourself, but they think you voluntarily lured away the red-maned tiger to save them." Tsk, naΓ―ve. His diminutive back faded away.
Zhou Qi didn't keep the old cat, he had more important things, and walked to the kitchen gently, Zhou Qi opened the top cabinet. A sack at the mouth of the mouth was lying there, and Zhou Qiqiang endured the severe pain to move the bag down, and ate the slightly shriveled insect corpses in the bag one by one.
The shriveled breath will be a little slippery, even if Zhou Qi has eaten a lot of sundries in the wilderness, the disgusting taste is still a little unbearable, and the pain that is constantly receding and the visible wound healing makes him persevere. Soon, he felt energized again.
Turning around with satisfaction, Zhou Qi saw Aponia's delicate face. The cold nun also couldn't control her expression at the moment, she looked at the residue at the corner of Zhou Qi's mouth and the sack in her hand, full of surprise, confusion and puzzlement.
didn't give Zhou Qi a chance to speak, she took the lead and said, "Your body is very healthy now, you don't need to take medicine indiscriminately, if you are really not at ease, you can go to the doctor, don't be superstitious about home remedies." β
Zhou Qi put away the sack in his hand with a little embarrassment, and then pulled Aponia out of the kitchen, "Why did you wake up suddenly?" β
Aponia's expression didn't change in the slightest, "I sensed that Mr. Old Cat was leaving, so I got up to see the situation." β
"How did you sense that?" Zhou Qi scratched his head and asked puzzled.
Aponia put the slid blanket back on Qiu Xiang's body, thought for a moment and replied, "Mr. Old Cat's vitality is like a vigorous fire, which is rarely seen even in the church. β
Zhou Qi nodded, although he didn't understand but somewhat understood, he asked Aponia again, "Then what is my vitality like?" β
ApoΓ±a looked at him and replied earnestly, "When I first came back, it was faintly like a match about to be extinguished, and now it is somewhat like a candle flame that has stabilized." β
Zhou Qimo held his earlobe, looked at each other with Aponia, and no one spoke.
Suddenly, Aponia picked up Qiu Xiang, who was still dreaming, and said to Zhou Qi very politely: "You seem to have other things, since you are safe and sound, we will leave first." β
Zhou Qi nodded, signaling that he knew, he did have some things, but he didn't expect the nun to be quite discerning.
Aponia turned to leave, and suddenly thought of something, and reminded Zhou Qi: "Xu Yao said that when you wake up, let you go to him." β
Zhou Qi saw off all the visitors in the house, and after a period of slumber, he had regained his energy. Pulling out the broken book that was placed under the pillow, it seemed to have been looked through by the old cat, but since he didn't say anything, it should be fine.
It is difficult to identify the ghost painting on the book cover, and I don't know which famous artist is the work of the four big characters at the beginning, and there is chaos in the chaos, and it makes people have a headache when they look at it. "Xuan~Tian~Bao~Lu?" Immediately, he seemed to think of something, "Oh, the book of the Daomen seems to be from right to left, from top to bottom? That's Tianbao Xuanlu, right, this is like an authentic cheat. β
casually complaining about the previous name, Zhou Qi opened this "Tianbao Xuanlu", ignoring the obscure and obviously professional alchemy that he had already read at the beginning. He directly began to read the cultivation of the Fa that Qing Xiaozi had said.
"Within, nourish yourself, quiet nothingness. The original is hidden, and the body is reflected inside. Occlude its exchange and build a solid spiritual strain. The three lights are sinking, and the warm and nourishing Zizhu is invisible, close and easy to seek. Yellow in the gradual rationalization, moisturizing the skin. At the beginning, the rules are the end, and the end can be sustained. One is to cover up, and the world does not know it. β
Obscure, this is Zhou Qi's first impression, he recognizes every word on it, but when combined it becomes what he doesn't recognize.
Suddenly, Zhou Qi remembered something, he came to the study to look carefully, and found a book that was already covered with dust, on which was written in Juanxiu's font "Annotations on the Translation of Common Languages".