"Qi sinks into the dantian, runs with qi, turns itself, and pours ...... in the meridians"

When night fell, everything was silent, and in the dim room, the young man closed his eyes tightly, thinking about the content of the book just now, his lips opened lightly, and he secretly recited the so-called cultivation method.

"Hoo ......"

But it was only a few breaths, Shen Yun's face turned slightly pale, he opened his eyes suddenly, and kept taking deep breaths.

"Grandma's, can this really be cultivated?" Shen Yun frowned, and spit out a rare swear word.

According to the book, when practicing, the Dharma is recited silently and the breath is performed, and the rhythm of the breath is three short and one long, and so on and so on.

But this contrary way of breathing, Shen Yun tried it, but he almost didn't lack oxygen and fainted.

"Or is my cultivation method wrong, or that I don't have a spiritual root?" Shen Yun rubbed his somewhat swollen brain, carefully recalled the contents of the book, and immediately shook his head to himself, abandoning this thought.

There was nothing wrong with the cultivation method, either he didn't have the so-called spiritual root as described in the book, or...... Is the person who commented on this book a madman?

The so-called legal decision is also the delirious nonsense of the person who wrote the book.

"Try a few more times, and if it still doesn't work, forget it." After thinking for a while, Shen Yun gritted his teeth and said softly.

Re-stabilizing his mind, Shen Yun made a breath.

"Hoo ......"

The second time, without exception, failed again.

Third time.

Fourth time.

…………

In this way, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed with the passage of time, and the moonlight invaded the earth and refracted into the room with the help of the gap in the windowsill.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

Shen Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, panting constantly, and there was no blood on that delicate little face, as if it had been drained of blood, and his face was pale and a little scary.

"What a broken book, I don't know which madman wrote it, how can this be successful in cultivation." After breathing smoothly, with the help of the moonlight, Shen Yun glanced at the books next to the pillow and couldn't help but say indignantly.

Now, he seriously doubted that this book should have been written by some madman, not that he did not have the so-called spiritual root mentioned in the book, because this method of breathing is fundamentally paradoxical.

After all, how can there be a long and short spit, so you can't suffocate people alive?

Exhaling a heavy breath of turbidity, Shen Yun shook his head, lay down again, picked up the book, and held it in front of his eyes.

looked at the empty writing in a daze, but the young man's face was full of unwillingness.

"Try again, one last time, and if it doesn't work, forget it." After being silent for a long time, Shen Yun's eyes froze, and he suddenly sat up, deciding to try one last time.

Cross-legged, fingers interlaced, spitting, silently reciting the Dharma.

Fail.

"Whew...... One last time, just this last time, if it doesn't work, go to sleep. Shen Yun gritted his back molars and comforted himself.

In this way, Shen Yun said the last time over and over again, and I don't know how long it took, his eyes began to swell and become blood-red.

Just when Shen Yun had experienced an unknown number of failures and started again, the red stone that was still on the side of him suddenly lit up slightly.

Immediately, inside the stone, a conspicuous red light came out and was suspended in mid-air.

In the end, as if there was a pattern, wisps poured into Shen Yun's nostrils one by one, looking extremely weird.

At the same moment, when Shen Yun thought that this time, he would fail again, his body suddenly became hot, and then his head, which was originally muddy due to lack of oxygen, seemed to be splashed in by a scoop of cold water, and he instantly sobered up a lot.

Twitter.

Next to Shen Yun's ears, there seems to be the sound of mice?

"What does it smell like, it stinks?" Immediately, an unpleasant stench came, causing Shen Yun to frown.

Because the room has always been cleaned by him, it is spotless, where does the smell come from?

And the smell is so strong that it's disgusting.

Shen Yun opened his eyes suddenly, but the crescent-like moon, which was still hanging upside down in the sky just now, has now lost its trace, and the outside is gray, but the room is in darkness, and he can't see anything clearly.

The stomach couldn't help but roll a little, Shen Yun couldn't help but gause, and he couldn't care about any cultivation at the moment, so he hurriedly groped on the bench next to the bed, got the flint and lit the oil lamp.

It's just that the moment the room is bright, Shen Yun's pupils shrank, his face was full of disbelief, and at the same time, he couldn't help it anymore, his throat was sore, and a viscous mixture poured out, like a waterfall falling to the ground and sticking to the edge of the bed.

"This, this ......" When the vomiting was finished, Shen Yun looked at the bed incredulously, and was shocked beyond measure.

I saw that on the bed, except for the place where he was sitting cross-legged just now, it was full of mouse droppings, and the corners of the bed and the pillows were gnawed clean by something, and even the straw mat was only a butt left.

The unknown yellowed book and the red stone were intact.

But the strange thing is that the color of the stone has decreased a lot, as if it has passed, and it can be compared to the remaining light red.

"Gollum."

"What the hell happened, how did it become like this?" Shen Yun hurriedly picked up the book, looked at the bed, flipped through the book again, and after making sure that it was not eaten, he frowned, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Could it be that you have met a ghost?"

Shen Yun put the book on the bench, and at this time, he didn't have the heart to think about why the color of the stone had become lighter, so he took it down casually and put it together with the book, wanting to tidy it up, but he found that he couldn't start

But the mixture in front of me that I spit out looked a little disgusting.

"Wait, why do I stink so much?" After a while, Shen Yun came back to his senses and realized that his body was also extremely smelly, and even stronger.

I picked up the sleeve of my shirt and sniffed it, and found that there were still thick stains like black mud attached to the surface of the clothes, as if I had rolled around in the mud, irritating my mouth and nose.

"Vomit ......" Immediately, Shen Yun couldn't care about anything else, retched, and hurriedly rushed out of the room and came to the courtyard.

In front of the water tank, scoop a bucket of water, regardless of whether it will wake up the brother and sister-in-law, and rush to the bathroom next to the kitchen.

Bang la blah.

took off his clothes, cold water rushed on his body, a cold feeling came, and he rubbed his body vigorously, but Shen Yun found that even the top and bottom of his body, including his face, had black stains, but they had dried up.

"Could it be that the rats have a famine and have come to my room to find food?" Shen Yun took a bath, snorted a chill, and thought back to what happened tonight, feeling a little chill behind him.

"If my brother found out, he wouldn't have killed me." Immediately afterwards, Shen Yun's little face suddenly became sad, if Shen Wu knew that the room had become like that, he would definitely have to say hello with a small bamboo shoot.

The movement of him scooping water just now was so loud, I don't know if the two of them woke up.

"Alas......" Shen Yun sighed, and after taking a bath, he suddenly found that he didn't bring a change of clothes, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Cautiously opened the door and looked at the room of Shen Wu and the others, it was pitch black, and Shen Yun quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the two should not have been woken up, and they were still asleep.

With the remaining water, I washed my clothes, put on wet clothes, tiptoed to carry a bucket in the courtyard, went to the closet of the main hall, and changed it.

Hanging the wet clothes on the railing outside the yard, returning to the house, looking at the mess all over the ground, Shen Yun suddenly made a difficulty.

Anything else is good to say, cleaning is, but the four corners of the bed are gnawed clean, and there is no way to make up for it.

In addition, tonight's encounter is simply a bit evil and incomprehensible.

The bed is full of rat droppings, how many rats are there?

Why did the rat come to his room and eat the bed?

And the stains on his body, where did they come from?

Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world who come to play and disgust him?

Otherwise, all this is simply inexplicable.

"Goo."

Just as Shen Yun was thinking, his stomach suddenly sounded, interrupting his thoughts at an inopportune time, accompanied by a huge feeling of hunger.

The intense hunger seemed to emerge out of thin air, instantly spreading all over the body, making Shen Yun's legs and feet a little weak, and his strength seemed to be drained in an instant.

All these physical changes are happening between lightning and flint.

"Well, what's going on?" Shen Yun hurriedly held the head of the bed, and his tone was inevitably a little suspicious.

"Could it be...... Is it really dirty, and it's coming to my room? ”

Thinking of this, Shen Yun looked around, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, the layout in the room, falling in his eyes, seemed to be much clearer than usual.

"Gollum, I'm so hungry."

The hunger became more and more intense, Shen Yun couldn't care about anything else, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the main hall.

Let's go get something to eat first.

Coming to the main hall with light movements, he opened the cabinet where the dishes and chopsticks were placed, and there were several pairs of dishes and chopsticks and oil cans overlapping inside, and there was a small half bowl of potatoes and sweet potatoes next to it.

At this moment, Shen Yun's eyes were shining and his saliva was dripping.

But because he was afraid that his brother and sister-in-law would wake up, Shen Yun still endured to quench his hunger, took out the dishes and chopsticks with his hands and feet, and put them on the dining table, before picking up a sweet potato and putting it in his mouth.

"Gross."

As soon as he entered it, Shen Yun only felt that the sweet potatoes that were usually sweet and delicious were so difficult to swallow, like soil, that he couldn't help retching.

"Why is it so unpalatable?" Shen Yun frowned, looked at the sweet potato in his hand, and muttered in his heart.

"Gross."

Re-put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times, but Shen Yun still couldn't swallow it, so he spit it out.

"It can't be that the sweet potatoes are bad." Shen Yun put down the sweet potato in his hand and replaced it with a new one, but the result was obvious, he still couldn't taste it.

Changing to potatoes is the same ending.

I'm hungry, but I can't eat.

Shen Yun reluctantly put down the food, intending to put it in the cupboard to see if there was any remaining gruel and other food at home, when suddenly his hand slipped, and the dishes and chopsticks were about to fall to the ground.

Shen Yun's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly reached out to catch it, otherwise if his brother and sister-in-law were woken up, after knowing everything, Shen Wu would definitely not be able to spare him.

But the hands and feet naturally couldn't keep up with the speed of the chopsticks falling, and they were about to fall to the ground, Shen Yun only felt that his palm was inexplicably slightly hot, and the chopsticks, along with sweet potatoes and potatoes, were actually suspended in mid-air?

"Gollum!"

This time, it was not the scream of his stomach, it was the sound of Shen Yun swallowing saliva, his eyes were round, and his face was full of horror.

The young man did not believe in ghosts and gods, because during the two years he was studying in a private school, a master once said that the so-called ghosts and gods in the world were just made up artificially and used to bluff people.

However, there seems to be no other explanation for this scene in front of me except for ghosts and gods.

Thinking of what happened tonight, Shen Yun stood in place and was stunned for a moment.

Bang!

At the same time, the young man's palm suddenly cooled again, as if he had been touched by a cold little hand, and the dishes and chopsticks fell instantly, falling to pieces.

Shen Yun came back to his senses in an instant, and couldn't help shouting: "Ghosts, there are ghosts, brother, sister-in-law, there are ghosts." ”

Shen Yun ran with his legs pulled, but his legs were weak, coupled with panic in his heart, his body was unstable, and he kicked the threshold.

was about to fall, and suddenly there was a heat under his feet, and his thin body suddenly rose several meters high and floated in the air.

Shen Yun looked at the ground, his body and mind were full of fear, and after a few seconds, his body was cold again, and he fell down violently and fell at the gate of the courtyard.