The mysterious light and shadow flashed, Su Hanshan's eyes blinked, and he found that he had returned home, still sitting in a wheelchair in his room.

He was interested in testing whether he could bring something back from another world, so when he sat up on the chaise longue, his left hand had already buckled the armrest of the chaise longue, and his index finger had hooked the hilt of the Wheel King's sword.

But now, not to mention the recliner and the long sword, the thin quilt he covered his body didn't bring back.

But his clothes were also changed in another world, but they were all brought back, and the medicine and bandages for the wound on his left shoulder were still there.

"Do you have to be tightly tied?"

Su Hanshan thought for a moment in his heart, and then put his attention back to the present.

I have been missing for ten days, and I don't know what the second uncle has to do in a hurry.

Wrong.

Su Hanshan suddenly felt a little strange, and turned his head to observe.

All the furnishings in the room seem to be the same as when I first left, even the wheelchair is still in place.

If it's been ten days, there's at least a little more dust in this room.

Could it be that the speed of time on this side of the Great Chu Dynasty is different from that of another world, and after ten days in the other world, only one or two seconds have passed here?

Su Hanshan noticed the towel hanging on the shelf of his basin, and the towel had been completely dried.

It doesn't seem like ten days have passed, and it shouldn't have been just a second or two.

The Matsutsuru Martial Arts Hall is mainly divided into a front yard, a main hall, a patio, an inner hall, and a back yard, which are connected by corridors on both sides.

The courtyard of the patio, with pavilions and lotus ponds on the east and west sides, is where the disciples of the martial arts hall usually rest and talk.

On both sides of the inner hall, there are warehouses and kitchens, and on the east, west, and north sides of the backyard are wings.

Su Hanshan's small courtyard was on the east side of the backyard, and he pushed his wheelchair out of his small courtyard and went down the corridor.

The martial arts hall is extremely quiet now, not only is there no one in the kitchen, but the senior brothers and sisters who should be practicing in the front yard don't seem to be there.

Su Hanshan went all the way to the front yard, but he didn't see a single figure.

"I'm afraid that if they find out that I'm not there, they will go out to look for me."

Su Hanshan thought, how can he notify them as soon as possible that he has returned?

He remembered that there were specially made communication fireworks in the martial arts hall, and although they were set off in the morning, they were not as effective as those used at night, but they should also be of some use.

Those fireworks are usually stored in warehouses, right?

Su Hanshan turned his wheelchair and wanted to go to the warehouse to find it.

At this moment, the door of the martial arts hall was pushed open, and a sick-looking young man walked in outside, wearing a white-washed blue cloth robe, with a cloth belt on the top of his head, the ends of the hairband hanging down to the side of his ears, his palms were thin and white, and his body was thin.

Su Hanshan turned his head to look at it and called out in surprise: "Senior brother! ”

That person was the senior brother of the martial arts hall, Zhou Zifan.

Worriedly, he pushed open the door, heard the call, looked up, and immediately became excited, and hurried a few steps to the front.

"Little junior brother, you're back!"

Zhou Zifan put his hand on Su Hanshan's shoulder, as if to confirm whether there was a real person in front of him.

But as soon as he said a word, his brows furrowed slightly, and his other hand subconsciously pressed his heart, his face was bloodless, his complexion was pale, his lips were purple and black, and his breathing became heavier.

"Senior brother, don't worry, you can't be excited."

Su Hanshan hurriedly grabbed Zhou Zifan's wrist and said, "It's really me, nothing happened to me, I'm here in a good way." ”

Zhou Zifan gasped twice, stabilized his breathing, and said, "Where did you go yesterday, Uncle Shi and they didn't notice that you left at all, what happened?" ”

Did it turn out that a day had passed?

It seems to be early morning now, that is to say, a full ten days have passed in the other world, and a whole day has passed on the side of the Great Chu Dynasty, ten to one......

In the few days after Su Hanshan killed Cao Wubo, in addition to practicing and recuperating from his injuries, he also thought about a lot of things.

People like Su Tieyi and Zhou Zifan, he naturally trusts them, but after careful consideration, he still decided to make reservations for the time being, and put it another way.

"Yesterday I was taken away by a weirdo, he said that he created a mental method suitable for the disabled to learn, and my situation happened to be close to his concept, so let me practice and see."

Su Hanshan said, "Although it hasn't been a long time, I've experienced a lot of things, he has arrested more than me, and I have to fight against others before I can prove that I have the qualifications to learn that set of mental methods." ”

Zhou Zifan frowned when he heard this.

The Great Chu Dynasty was already vast, and if you look at the entire Middle Earth, the area is even bigger, the place is large, the population is large, and it is easy to emerge the kind of people who like to wander around and practice martial arts.

Therefore, someone in a certain place, fortunately got the guidance of a passing master in martial arts, this kind of thing is not uncommon, and some apprentices' families can even take the opportunity to win over the master and strengthen their own strength in the local area.

However, quietly abducting a disabled teenager, forcing him to fight against others, and practicing a set of grassy mental methods, it doesn't sound like the behavior of a person in the righteous path.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I've already learned that set of mental methods, there's no problem, but it's very beneficial, and that person is not a very vicious person, didn't he give me medicine and send it back?"

Su Hanshan's topic changed quickly, and he said, "Senior brother, you can restrain your own skills and experience it." ”

Five years ago, Zhou Zifan was already close to the realm of the consummation of the Qi Sea, but in the autumn hunt, he first killed two spirits, and then encountered a sneak attack and siege, and when he came back, his arms were fractured, and his heart and lungs were damaged.

Especially the trauma of the heart, which made him stop his heart beating several times at that time, if it weren't for Su Chaodong and Su Tieyi who kept sleeping to infuse him with energy, I'm afraid he would have slept under Jiuquan.

Now he has a lot of skills, but he can't fight with people at all, and even when he is emotional, his heart will ache.

Su Hanshan reminded him in advance, and he was afraid that if he directly instilled internal force, it would cause his internal force to instinctively resist and sting his heart.

After Zhou Zifan hesitated slightly, he tried his best to restrain his internal force.

The little junior brother has been focused since he was a child, although his talent is good, but his experience is not enough, if there is really a problem with that set of mental methods, he may not be able to detect it.

Let's try it out for yourself and see if you can find anything......

These thoughts in Zhou Zifan's mind were suddenly interrupted by a feeling of relief.

He looked down and touched his heart, his eyes full of confusion.

Knock, knock, knock......

The sound of his own heartbeat in his ears was not new, for for several years, he had tossed and turned every night with his chaotic heartbeat.

But now this round of heartbeat is not as dizzy and flustered as in the past, but it is very stable and powerful, which makes his mind feel clearer.

In the past five years, Zhou Zifan's heart has become an overwhelmed empty shell, which is not enough to support his body, let alone support his martial arts.

If Songhe's Pure Yang Gong runs a little faster, the unfortunate thing will make the sound of the paper lantern shelf being crushed and about to collapse.

But now, a warm feeling was entrenched in his heart.

In that empty shell, there seems to be a mass of heating support, although it is still far less intact than in the past, but compared to the days and nights after the serious injury, it is a world of difference.

"This ......"

Zhou Zifan's Adam's apple slid a little, and his voice was dry, "This is, the effect of that set of mental methods?" ”

Su Hanshan nodded.

Zhou Zifan was stunned for a while, took out a small bamboo tube with the thickness of a thumb from his arms, unscrewed the lids at the upper and lower ends, and pulled out the lead wire below, with the upper end facing the sky.

Special fireworks erupted from the small bamboo tube, twenty or thirty feet above the ground.

Three whistle-like screeches followed by a dull explosion.

The fireworks in the sky form a vivid pattern.

Under an ancient pine tree like a cloud, there is a crane leading the neck, spreading its wings and flying.