Chapter 68: The Pure Land
"Old Qin, this ...... Isn't this Venice Beach?" my sister ran barefoot on the beach for a long time, and the excitement made him inexplicable, did she like the sea?
The amulet, which had been soaked in yogurt and carbon dioxide for more than twenty-four hours, was finally removed, and system scans showed that the animal's properties had completely disappeared and no longer caused the wearer to hallucinate.
With good things, of course, share them with Ziyu first, considering that she can sense her own thoughts, Qin Zhan didn't engage in any surprises and mysteries, but just stubbornly hugged her before falling asleep.
He fell asleep with her breathing and body temperature, and then woke up in a dream, and she was still in his arms, perhaps, this was the harbor of his soul.
After a while, she seemed to be tired of running, her pretty face was red, her nose was sweaty, she was panting, she was still not honest, and she was sitting on the beach and splashed water on Lao Qin.
This has to be fun! Wet sister or something is the cutest!
"Ahh
Lao Qin didn't care about this, the system could only complete the scenes and tools in the dream based on their respective experiences and memories in the past, he had played with water guns before, so he could bully the sister paper who didn't have this memory.
This thing is bad, and in a few strokes, her clothes are soaked, showing her exquisite curves, and Ziyu struggles to run, but she is hugged by the precautionary color embryo, and both fall on the beach.
"Oops!"
She screamed in pain, Qin Zhan hurriedly got up to take a look, but saw that the lotus-like jade arm hit the glass bottle, and complained in his heart if the memory completion of the system was too real.
Well?
He suddenly reacted, didn't Ziyu have no nervous system?
Why do you have wheezing?
Why do you sweat?
Why does it hurt?
Why do you keep running on the beach?
Don't......
Feeling his gaze, my sister nodded excitedly: "Idiot, you guessed it!"
"This is a dream, except for the individual with subjective consciousness, everything exists because of your cognition and memory, so bringing me in will multiply your burden, every action and every thought of mine will intensify the movement of your cerebral cortex.
"When the cerebral cortex moves, it generates radiation waves, which are brain waves, and I am a soul body that is attached to your brain waves, so it is wonderful that I can have a new sense of the outside world here. β
She was still rejoicing simply to regain her senses, but a certain color embryo was already ready to move.
He and his sister had a husband and wife three years ago, both of them knew the marrow, and he was an old driver, and the physical condition of the eighteen-year-old was the time to take the initiative to attack.
But Ziyu told him that she didn't have a nervous system in the real world! He didn't want to force her to smile for his own selfish desires, so even if he was provoked by Amanda's anger, he didn't think about her again.
Now~heyhey!heyhey!heyhey!
The two have the same heart, and this idea is so strong that she can't refuse it.
The sister blushed and glanced at him charmingly.
She has no nerves in the real world, but she can feel Lao Qin's reaction, his happiness, his depression, his patience, Ziyu can empathize.
Now that she has such an opportunity, how can she not want to?
......
"Why didn't you remind me, I knew this was the case, and I brought you in the first place in my dream. Lao Qin lay on his back on the beach, only to feel that his life was complete.
"That's not a school," my sister leaned on his chest and said softly, "The system doesn't create dreams to make you think badly. β
Qin Zhan stroked her hair and said with a smile, "So you both hide it from me?"
Feeling that he was about to move again, Ziyu hurriedly explained: "It's not to hide it from you, the dream was originally a learning space created by the system for you, and I didn't help you much here, and I didn't know before I came here... Hmm..."
A moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, a gram of gold is more than 400, a big business of tens of millions, how can you allow you to quibble? Demon girl, look at how the old man accepts you!
......
Qin Zhan once thought that Ziyu would be his only one.
Such a beautiful and bewitching woman, eating and drinking for him all day long, worrying about his elixirs, preparing his training courses, never disliking, never betraying, and accompanying him for eternity, this is more precious to him than everything in the world after all the vicissitudes of life.
He cherishes and strives to maintain the world he and the fish are made up of until he is controlled by her and accepts Amanda's pursuit. Although he was a scumbag and began to like the brave girl, he always wanted to leave a pure land for Ziyu, a space where only two people existed.
Now, the combination of dreams and soul stones met his needs perfectly.
On weekdays, learning boxing and practicing martial arts is natural when emotional. As long as he has been there, they can instantly reach any corner of the world and watch the rising sun, the sunset over the long river, the moon full and the moon waning, and the stars splendid.
There is only him and her here, and there is only him and her in this world.
So, this is their pure land.
......
With the blessing of the Soul Stone, even with Ziyu, Qin Zhan could dream for eight hours, and some things were enough even if he bragged for one hour, so Ziyu would not allow him to indulge in pleasure.
The longer you are in contact with the dream system, the more you will find it useful.
Just like now, Qin Zhan took his sister back to the house with a thought, picked up a homemade rudimentary bow and arrow, and shot at the miserable wall.
Although he shoots tens of millions of arrows in his dream, his muscles will not grow by a star and a half in reality, but how the muscles exert their power will leave a deep impression on his brain.
In the real world, you have to be limited by physical fitness, and after opening the bow one hundred and eighty times, you will have a sore shoulder and a weak hand, but there is no such restriction in the dream, and if you can't lift your arm, you will apply for system recovery, and the next second will be immediately resurrected on the spot.
He uses soft bows and practices rapid fire, not pursuing accuracy, nor requiring strength, or even deliberately pursuing the precision of power - the muscles of blind ginseng will be tired after a while, and only the latissimus dorsi, rhomboid, deltoid, and trapezius muscles can still be strong, and the brain will naturally master how to exert force in hundreds of repetitive movements.
In fact, it was the recognition of the strings that affected his rate of fire.
If you want to accurately twist an arrow from the quiver on the right side of your right leg, and adjust the direction of the arrow tail slot before recognizing the string, to ensure that the arrow tail slot is just aligned with the bowstring when the arrow is on the arrow platform, this is the most difficult and time-consuming place.
When he first came into contact, it took seven or eight seconds for Qin Zhan to shoot an arrow, and after Bai took the bow and recognized the string hundreds of times, this time was shortened to five seconds, and after the tireless continuous shooting in the dream, as he gradually mastered the skill of feeling and adjusting the tail of the arrow with his fingers, the frequency of archery was still steadily increasing.
"W-w!"
No matter how awkward the bow is, it can adapt to it after using it thousands of times, and no matter how stupid a person shoots thousands of arrows, the accuracy will also improve, no, Lao Qin has already hit the target ten times in a row. Although the distance is only ten meters, although it is still far from hitting the bull's-eye, it finally has a little meaning to point where to hit.
"Lao Qin, don't practice arrows, change the chain pile. "Sister paper doesn't know when to brush herself again, which makes him very depressed, and he doesn't tear it so quickly, right?
"Call me what?" he said.
"Old, husband......" The sound of the fish is like mosquitoes and flies.
His 48,000 pores opened up at this call, which was more comfortable than eating ginseng fruit: "That's right!
"Hmm. β
After going through the personnel again, she seemed to be more docile, and she leaned on his shoulder, and said softly:
"Husband, I am yours and always will be. β
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Early in the morning, he rolled over and got up, uh, he didn't sleep in bed.
Roll over the couch?
Well, it doesn't matter. Lao Qin hurriedly looked down to check, his pants were dry and vibrant, and then he was relieved.
In the dream, it was an arrow on the string and had to be sent, don't change your pants, you can't take care of changing the sofa and the floor, after the passion was released, he originally wanted to get up immediately to check, it was Ziyu who smiled shyly and couldn't do anything, let him rest assured, and he also asked if people would be pregnant.
So he was pinched again, and Ziyu began to be sentimental again, and he coaxed for a long time before the clouds opened the moon.
But this kind of thing, it's embarrassing, you have to take a look to rest assured, right?
"Husband, do you want to adjust your training plan?" After being forced by him to call many times, Ziyu has become accustomed to this title, but he is still a little shy and his voice is soft.
"No, I won't go today, Li Bazhi's speed over there is too slow, Ming, just go once when Ming sends Grandpa Sun to strengthen the soup, and I'll call him when I get back." β
Last night, the chain pile and bioelectric simulation were used, and the effect was remarkable, according to the statistics of Ziyu, the success rate of the chain punch without assistance has been close to eighty.
So he planned to practice the chain punch to the beginning of the beginner's level today, and then learn the left and right spread hands, left and right hand guards, and left and right dog hands at night, and wait for the old guy to take a look, and learn the later moves by the way.
ββThis is to find out for his own kung fu, can't the master not teach a single trick or style, he will leave the teacher, right? If the master has to watch the video of teaching Wing Chun, where will he go? It is too demonic and easy to be unintentional and become a true demon.
"What! Qin, what are you doing?" suddenly came from outside the window, and the "buzzing" resonance between the glass and the window frame took a long time before gradually subsided.
He didn't need to distinguish other people's voices, just listening to this resonance, he knew that it was Vivian, Lao Qin, who had a louder voice than her, had seen it, and such a thick chest pronunciation was unique.
Opening the door to welcome guests, the aunt pointed to the miserable wall and closed her mouth, the originally blank wall is now messily filled with arrows, and the arrow target and the nearby wall are particularly prominent, like a cluster of plants on the edge of the desert.
"Aunt Vivien, I've been hooked on bows and arrows lately, so ......" he spread his hands.
She finally closed her mouth and gestured incoherently: "I can't believe it, I am, this seems to have changed too much, Qin, you still need to practice your archery skills." β
Lao Qin's face was embarrassed, knowing that she was covered with crooked arrows and pitted marks on the wall, so he had to reply embarrassedly: "Yes, in fact, I have improved, don't believe you-"
With that, he picked up the broken bow that had been wound in the corner of the wall, and clumsily put on the bowstring.
The moment he grasped the grip, a familiar feeling came to his heart, as if he had already experienced a run-in with this broken bow. I saw him bend his bow and arrows, and raise his hand to shoot.
With a "bang", the arrow hit the target accurately, and the tail feathers trembled slightly.
"Well, this, that's good. Vivian didn't know what to do, it was his freedom to do whatever Qin wanted in his own home, not to mention that he was shot?
Lao Qin smiled and said, "Are the workers who renovated the garage still there?" You write down their phone numbers, and when I move out, let them change another wall." β