When Shi Cheng came to Yang Yi's house, Yang Yi was secretly practicing his healing technique on the balcony while Zhu Shanhua was cooking porridge and fanning cold noodles.

Ever since he realized that he was not safe and that his family and friends were in some kind of impending danger, Yang Yi had become particularly hardworking. Having experienced it in another time and space, the people of Arda's time and space seemed to be facing some kind of danger of darkness coming, and they were much more experienced than the people in his current world, so Yang Yi planned to learn from them in all aspects.

Lately, he'd pretty much seen what he had brought from another dimension. Frustratingly, he couldn't understand most of the things, especially the books on how to mobilize the elemental forces that exist in nature. He tried meditation similar to Zen or yoga in the way described in the book, and the best case was that he felt very relaxed and full of energy after the work, and the worst case was that he fell asleep after a short time and woke up full of energy and energy.

It seems that either there is no such thing as elemental power, or it is not that material at all. Yang Yi simply abandoned it and studied alchemy instead—he had finally found the right name for the way he used the methods Arda had taught him to refine potions. Anyway, Yang Yi felt that it was appropriate for him to call it so.

This brings back another problem, there is no safe and private space for himself to practice, Yang Yi can only secretly learn the theory in the book when Zhu Shanhua is not there, at least to memorize the map of the raw materials, the production method is familiar, so that the melon is ripe, and it can be easily done when trying to do it.

In the process, he noticed an interesting phenomenon. It seems that the last step of each potion requires a light power to activate it and make it exert its potency, for example, a low-level potion requires less light power, and a high-level potion needs more. And this amount of strength does not seem to be lacking in one's body, and being able to successfully make a recovery potion is the best proof of it.

I paid some attention to this inexplicable amount of power in my heart. Rummaging through the large pile of ancient books he had brought back, he found a more direct way to use the power of light, which was a variety of healing uses, including treating wounds, removing negative influences, and even the most powerful of them could heal a dying body.

What could be more powerful and more protective of family and friends than this? Yang Yi immediately threw himself into his studies with great enthusiasm. It's a pity that there is no one to guide him, and he doesn't know when the transition between the two time and space will happen next time, and he can't turn to the seemingly erudite Alda, so Yang Yi can only grope for his own learning.

This process is very slow, nearly a month of learning and practicing, Yang Yi can only achieve full attention, between the palms of the two hands can emit a faint white light, if you don't look carefully or when the light is too strong, you can hardly see, and you can't be sure what kind of effect this white light can play.

So when Shi Cheng rang the doorbell, Yang Yi was stretching his hands into the corner of the wall, using the darkness to highlight the white light in his palm, and he was very happy to see that they seemed to be brighter than yesterday.

"Ah Yi!" Zhu Shanhua roared in the kitchen: "Go open the door!"

"Oh. Yang Yi arrived, grabbed his slippers and made a crackling and sloppy sound, and ran to the door with small steps.

Pulling open the door and looking at the people outside in some surprise, Yang Yi was surprised: "Brother Cheng?"

Shi Cheng half-leaned against the door, with a tired smile on his face: "Xiao Yi, how much dinner do you have?" ”

Zhu Shanhua poked her head out of the kitchen: "Great history?"

"Mother Zhu. ”

Zhu Shanhua was obviously very happy, and she didn't care that she was wearing a half-worn undershirt and ultra-short hot pants that were very unsuitable for hospitality, she rushed out of the kitchen hotly, poured a glass of water for Shi Cheng, and said with a smile: "Ha Luha, I'm sorry, I didn't buy tea." Boiled water, Dashi is used to drinking it?"

"It doesn't matter. Shi Cheng took off his shoes with a smile, didn't even bother to wear slippers, walked in freely, and then collapsed on the sofa as if the bones in his whole body had softened.

The moment he crossed Yang Yi, Yang Yi couldn't help frowning, and smelled a faint, but extremely vicious, corrupt aura from Shi Cheng. It tasted a bit like a piece of rotten pork that had been sitting for a week in the hottest part of the summer, rotten, spoiled, and perhaps infested with maggots.

He stood by the door for a long time, trying to figure out how this bad smell could appear on Shi Cheng. You must know that although the eldest brother of the Shi family is not like those men with great taste, he likes to use some ancient dragons or shaving lotion or something, but his living habits are very good, and there is always a smell of manly tobacco mixed with a very small amount of sweat on his body, which is not fresh, but it smells very good, far from the current stench of corruption.

"Brother Cheng, you stink so much! how long has it been since you took a shower?"

Shi Cheng was stunned, pulled his sleeve and sniffed it, and said, "Nonsense." I don't smell there. Go, go, don't ruin my reputation. Who in the police station doesn't know that Captain Lu Daoshi is the best and cleanest among those sloppy men? The weather is so hot, I wash three or four times a day. ”

Zhu Shanhua handed the water cup to Shi Cheng, grabbed Shi Cheng without hesitation, sniffed his chest, and showed a confused smile: "Son, don't talk nonsense." Da Shi's body smells so good!Oh, it's very manly!" he said, and pinched Shi Cheng's strong chest muscles twice, and said with a strange smile: "Hey! It's really exciting! The chest muscles are very well exercised! Hmm, I like it!"

Is it?" Yang Yi hesitated and secretly inhaled at Shi Cheng's side. The strange smell still lingered in the air, making me feel sick to my stomach, not like I had smelled it wrong. But why didn't Ms. Zhu and Brother Cheng smell it? As if it was true again, Yang Yi stretched out his nose and sniffed again. It really exists!

Zhu Shanhua was still teasing Shi Cheng, pinching his pectoral muscles like an octopus and pinching his arms again. A happy and quirky laugh like a giggling hen came out of his mouth.

Shi Cheng's face became more and more red, and he glared at Zhu Shanhua in embarrassment: "Mother Zhu, do you feel bad every time you don't tease me? After leaving Qijiang for so many years, you haven't pinched me, you feel uncomfortable, right? ”

"Nonsense!" Zhu Shanhua also glared back, and said: "You are half of my son, I don't tease you to tease anyone? ”

Shi Cheng smiled bitterly, pushed Zhu Shanhua's head away with a head full of inferior perm rolls, and said tiredly: "Mother Zhu, I'm hungry"

This sentence stimulated the motherhood that flooded Zhu Shanhua's body, and she pushed Shi Cheng down on the sofa, rushed into the kitchen, and shouted: "Hold on, wait for me, dinner will be ready soon!" I will feed you until you vomit tonight!"

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