"Okay, Brother Cheng, I'm already home, don't look at it, go back! Like this time, you shouldn't care about me, I'm seen and getting into trouble. Go for it!"

Cheng Hao pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "I'll bring you some food!"

Liu Heng waved his hand, wanting to say no, but after thinking about it, he smiled and said, "I was kicked a few times in my stomach just now, and my stomach hurts now, where can I eat." You ignore me, go back, don't let my sister-in-law worry!"

With that, he turned around and immediately closed the door.

On the other side of the low wall, there was no light, but a stout woman could be seen standing in the courtyard.

She didn't mean to help, but she didn't rush to call her man back.

Leaning against the door, Liu Heng heard Cheng Hao sighing helplessly outside the door, and then heard the door next door. He grinned, showed a miserable smile, gritted his teeth hard, put his hands firmly on his lower abdomen, and stumbled a little step by step towards the hall.

Dinner was of course impossible.

I don't have the strength to do it, and I can't eat it.

He went back to his little bed and lay down, it was as dark inside and outside the house, he gasped for breath, his eyes stared blankly at a dark place on the roof, and his whole person was like a fish thrown on the shore.

Such a blow is undoubtedly enormous.

He had just broken free from the huge blow of "turning into a wasteman" and tried to build a new version of himself on the ruins, but he was hit like this again not far away.

This blow is not terrible, it is just a severe beating, but considering that Zheng Jiulong is in Daye City, such a thing can theoretically even be done every day.

What am I going to do?

This old question has come back to my mind again.

Do I have even the most tortuous and difficult path that can allow me to break free from such a predicament, even if it is just not to be bullied by a ruffian bully, so that I can be an ordinary person and get some ordinary happiness and safety?

It doesn't seem to be.

Perhaps, can I go to the tiger demon?

In the past days, he had not had such an idea in his heart, but soon, he himself rejected this idea. Now I think about it a little and immediately abandon it.

After so many years, he knows a truth very well in his heart: if you have no relatives and no reason, why should the other party help you?

And when you don't have a certain amount of strength and confidence, you rashly run to find a powerful person who knows your bottom - how dare you guarantee that the tiger demon will not imprison himself and become his prisoner of blood?

Besides, listening to that person's tone, whether it is the snake demon in Onosawa or the tiger demon in Dayan Mountain, they don't look at him in his eyes. And Liu Heng would not be so stupid as to think that he would leave after he abolished himself with only a few words, if he ran into the mountains, he would presumably chase and kill him immediately?

There is not the slightest feasibility.

You have to be on your own.

Only by relying on oneself is the real way to break free.

In the darkness, he stretched out his hands and raised them in front of him.

I can vaguely see the sharpening of these hands brought by years of hard work: they are rough, calloused, and have thick joints, but they are hard and powerful at a glance.

But these hands are so powerless now.

He sighed and hung his hands weakly.

Up and down the body, there is almost no place without pain.

After the pain in the abdomen subsided, the feeling of hunger gradually rose.

He wiped the corners of his mouth, touching the blood that had already dried up, but he accidentally touched the bruised, and he couldn't help but gasp in pain.

But suddenly, he thought, "I don't seem to have cultivated for a long time?"

Yes, it's been a long time!

Especially because there was that gloomy and decadent day in the middle, which made this period of time seem more and more long-since the day I returned to Ono City, I was disappointed, and I never cultivated again.

It's called the Watching Mountains and Seas, but this body of oneself doesn't seem to be able to find a way to watch the mountains and seas at all.

However, when you think about what you thought at the beginning, persistence is the most important thing, isn't it?

Although during the period of cultivating this exercise, I didn't have the slightest improvement at all, and even made myself feel tired every day, but now that I am like this, what can I do?

And what if you persevere, one day, you can really gain something?

............

The center of his mind was racing, and Liu Heng's eyes lit up little by little.

He decided that he wanted to start his cultivation again.

So, with great difficulty, he sat up on the bed, and sat cross-legged again.

View the mountains and seas.

In the mind, the visualization is still the same.

It's just that it seems to be a little bleaker than the last time I cultivated.

Liu Heng took a deep breath and let himself be quietly contemplated as he had done every time before.

So in the dark room, there was a large cloud of pale cyan mist that was difficult to see with the naked eye suddenly gathered, and the cyan mist was so rich that Liu Heng's visualization started, and the mirror image of his divine consciousness suddenly brightened I don't know how many times.

Liu Heng clearly felt that his spirit was lifted.

This time, the feeling of "something seems to be entering the palm of my left hand" came more clearly than before. And as the visualization progressed, the light on the woman in the depths of his consciousness began to become more and more vigorous.

It seemed that all of a sudden, Liu Heng felt that his body was three points lighter.

It's the feeling that I want to float up in an instant.

This is also something that I have never encountered when I have cultivated so many times before.

The hunger in my stomach subsided a lot at once.

The pain in the flesh on his body also seemed to fade all of a sudden, almost unfelt.

He felt that this was the result of putting all his mind and energy into cultivation, so he became more and more devoted.

A stream of air traveled rapidly along the meridians in his body, and in the blink of an eye, it had already swam through his body for a week, escaping from under his right foot.

And along this established circular route, there was a steady stream of pale cyan mist entering his body, and finally being converted into pale yellow mist and expelled from his body.

This cultivation was no different from every time in the past, but on the contrary, Liu Heng himself could clearly feel that some strange changes seemed to be undergoing in his body.

The change is so subtle that it's almost indescribable.

But this change made Liu Heng feel extremely comfortable, even enjoyable.

That feeling is like a person who is extremely hungry and thirsty, and suddenly gets a scoop of sweet and clear well water, you just pour it down, and the water goes down your throat, refreshing and comfortable, and immediately fades away the heat and thirst, and immediately quenches hunger and thirst.

So, this time, without the slightest self-coercion or self-encouragement, he was completely unconsciously immersed in such a wonderful feeling.

Until the day is getting brighter, and the rooster crows white.