Chapter 12: Cutting your wrists to cultivate, it's not impossible

"Next item, eat."

Ling Wei slowed down for a few seconds, took the initiative to step forward, took Chen Yang's hand, and pulled him inside.

"Really, so recklessly...... It's going to die. ”

She whispered a complaint in front of her, but Chen Yang was stunned when she heard it.

It turns out that she is also emotional.

Inside the house, Ling Wei squatted at the dining table, carefully helped Chen Yang wrap the bandages one by one, and turned around and brought out two large plates of cooked beef.

The beef was more than two catties on a plate, full of calories, which did not conform to Chen Yang's impression of a healthy diet at all.

"In the morning, eat two catties of beef?"

"Your consumption is more than that of special forces, and you have to violently supplement protein."

Ling Wei glanced at his blood-stained wrist and simply pushed her plate in front of Chen Yang.

"There's so much blood, I think you'll have to eat two plates."

Chen Yang smiled bitterly, did not refuse, and directly grabbed the beef and began to feast.

Seriously, hovering around the life-and-death situation for two days in a row, he is really hungry now.

And Ling Wei was on the other side of the table, looking at him thoughtfully.

"Cutting wrists to cultivate...... It seems to be a shortcut. ”

……

For the next month, Chen Yang never left the Mid-Levels Villa.

And these 30 days are basically the repetition of the first day.

In order to wash away his turbidity that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Chen Yang spent a whole month.

For a month he cut off all contact with the outside world, and every day he ran in the early morning wind, and set up his horse under the stakes of the scorching sun.

The period was naturally very hard, but Chen Yang had already found the trick.

Every time I can't hold on, I stab myself in the wrist.

A knife to solve a thousand sorrows, a cure for all diseases......

This morning, Chen Yang wore a sports vest and ran through the winding mountain trail as usual.

Now his pace is quite athletic, five kilometers is easy for him, and he won't even breathe a little.

However, the more significant change is in his temperament, after a month of hard training, he feels that his mind is unprecedentedly firm, and the whole person has become full of energy, and the strong social animal atmosphere before has long disappeared.

Of course, all this comes at a price.

Chen Yang has a thick bandage around his left arm that runs from his wrist to his elbow, and he looks like a Muay Thai fighter.

It's not because Ling Wei is teaching him to practice Muay Thai, it's just that he cuts his wrists too much, and the knife edge is stacked on top of the knife, densely packed, if the bandage is uncovered, it will be very terrifying underneath.

"Ling Wei, you're done."

"Is it still Zama this morning?"

Back at the door of the villa, Chen Yang gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Ling Wei heartily.

Today, however, she changed her clothes and carried her car keys in her hand.

"I'm not practicing today, come out with me."

"Huh?"

Chen Yang felt a strange feeling in his heart, he hadn't practiced any moves yet, and he was about to go down the mountain?

Ling Wei didn't explain, just drove the car and took him to the city.

When the two arrived at Zhonghai Plaza, it was the morning rush hour.

The office workers on the street are rubbing shoulders and hurrying, and they are squeezing into one office building after another in a panic.

Ling Wei and Chen Yang stood on the edge of the subway station, standing still in the flow of people.

"How do you feel when you look at them now?"

Ling Wei clasped her hand and tapped the crowd in front of her with her chin.

Chen Yang frowned:

"I felt disconnected from them, like I had been a soldier for 10 years before I came back."

"And I'm very uncomfortable, I feel like every second I stand here is a waste of time, and I want to go back to cultivation."

Ling Wei nodded: "Having this feeling proves that the turbidity in the body is basically cleansed." ”

"Really?" Chen Yang was overjoyed.

"Hmm." Ling Wei glanced at him, "You can just stick to these basic practices every day, I don't have to guard you every day to practice these basic skills, but I want to formally teach you the introduction to national arts." ”

"Good!"

"Don't get carried away, the next practice is the cultivation of entering the world, and the test you have to accept has just begun."

"What does it mean to enter the WTO and practice?"

Ling Wei shook her head and looked at the side of the street: "I'll take you to a place tomorrow, and you'll know later." ”

"In addition, before I officially start the introduction to the national arts, I have to let you see something for insurance."

After Ling Wei finished speaking, she took out a mobile phone from her pocket.

It was Chen Yang's mobile phone, it had been kept with Ling Wei for more than a month, and Chen Yang was busy washing turbidity all day long, so he didn't have time to read it.

"Look at this, and tell me what you think." She handed over her phone.

"What's that?"

"Your wife Qin Lan, this month's circle of friends."

Ling Wei's words made Chen Yang's brain buzz.

The image of the vicious woman rose in my mind again, and the nightmarish life of the past seemed to be back in front of me.

In the past month, Chen Yang has not contacted her.

But it doesn't mean that Chen Yang forgot that he still has a wife.

And, he also has a daughter who is held hostage by his wife's side.

Frowning and taking the phone, Chen Yang glanced at it.

In a month, Qin Lan posted more than 300 moments of friends.

And as these moments of friends looked at them one by one, all kinds of stupid things she had done in the past month began to slowly appear in front of Chen Yang's eyes......