After waiting for a while in a hungry stomach, the skewers were served first, Fu Huang picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth, and he didn't care about the heat, after eating a few skewers, he obviously felt a lot better, the hunger subsided a little, and he was no longer so urgent.

One by one, the charcoal-grilled oysters came up one after another, Fu Huang also quickly eliminated them one by one, and the little sister who sent the skewers was also a little confused, this is usually the weight of several people, how can one person kill it, it is really a starving ghost reincarnated.

Nearly half an hour of fighting, skewers and oysters were wiped out, and a few bottles of Red Bull were drunk. Fu Huang felt that he had finally returned to his soul, and the scene just now, that feeling really made Fu Huang feel that he had died once.

When I was eating just now, my hands were shaking, and the shaking was exaggerated, and cold sweat broke out in my palms and soles of my feet. Fu Huang knew that there should be something wrong with his body, and he needed to go back and analyze it to be clear when he needed to go back and analyze it.

Fu Huang settled the bill and asked the boss what time it would be open at night, and the boss thought that the guest would bring people to eat, and happily said that it was five o'clock in the morning, welcome to come again.

I walked home barefoot, opened the door and entered the room, and went to the bathroom to rinse my feet. When I returned to the room where I slept, I saw a large wet sheet and a messy room, I really didn't know how I came back to life at that time, and I was happy and afraid for a while, this was the first time that Fu Huang was so close to death since he was so old.

When I was washing my feet in the bathroom just now, I looked at myself in the mirror, I was really startled, my face was pale and bloodless, my cheeks had some lower limits, there were some wrinkles on my face, my hair was actually whiter, and my original black hair was not so black, Fu Huang couldn't believe that it was himself in the mirror, and he clearly looked like a person in his thirties and forties.

Taking off his jersey and pants, Fu Huang looked at himself who seemed to have suddenly lost weight, tears were rolling in his eyes, was this malnourished baby in the mirror really himself?

The only good thing is Fu Huang's eyes, although the eye sockets are sunken, but the eyeballs are bright and clear, like a newborn baby.

Fu Huang then thought that he didn't wear glasses when he went out just now, although his myopia was not very deep, but there were three or four hundred degrees, and not wearing glasses really affected his vision, but he didn't wear his eyes just now It didn't affect him at all, so he took a time to test his eyesight.

How can I explain this to my parents, I made myself like a devil, thinking of the stone mill of visualization, Fu Huang hurriedly went to the yoga mat and sat down, ready to feel the state of the spiritual world.

After a while, Fu Huang concentrated, for some reason, he could only hazy Gangjue Stone Mill was still in the spiritual world, there was no rotation, there was no fog around, and the most important thing to write was that Fu Huang felt that the spiritual world was small, that is, it became smaller.

In the current situation, Fu Huang analyzed that there were several possibilities, but the most likely should be that the stone mill of visualization absorbed all the mist energy of the spiritual world, and also absorbed most of the energy in the body.

Thinking of this, Fu Huang had a question, this mist energy seems to be only one, how to divide the body and spirit? If not, then how can the mist world be called a spiritual world, Fu Huang feels that the so-called mist world should be the source of life of the human body, and it is the origin space of the human body.

The origin space is really appropriate. Fu Huang took out his cultivation diary and wrote down all the things that he had foreseen in his cultivation tonight and some inferences in the diary.