Chapter 12: The Scarf

This was already the ninth day that Lin Tian had practiced immortal arts according to the method taught by Ni Shuan. The progress was so slow that Lin Tian was a little anxious. The only way for him to take revenge at present is to enter the Qingling Sect to learn immortal arts, and then find the enemy after learning a spell.

I have been in Hezhou City for more than a month, and there are still 74 days before the Qingling test begins. At this rate, it will take a long time and a month. We can't continue to consume it like this.

Lin Tian decided to sleep less every day in the future and increase the daily practice time. In fact, Lin Tian has slept very little, he now almost sleeps for about four hours a day, gets up before dawn every day to work, and goes to practice after doing it, the intensity of the activity is so great that he can fall asleep as soon as he goes to bed at night. It's so tiring.

Originally, this should have been the time to rest, Lin Tian entered the house and did not go to bed. He turned, posed, and prepared to practice for a while. He didn't dare to face the bed, for fear of seeing the bed, and he couldn't hold on.

Lin Tian took a deep breath and began his journey of driving beans again.

From the wrist to the palm, the pain is more intense. Lin Tian gritted his teeth and slowly pushed the little yellow bean onto his middle finger. As soon as he pushed a little, Lin Tian was already sweating, time passed quickly, and it was already past midnight in this moment.

Lin Tian sighed, stood up, washed up and prepared to rest. After making a basin of water and washing up briefly, Lin Tian pushed open the door of the house and prepared to pour water. As soon as the door opened, he saw a dirty square towel thrown outside his door, and when he looked closely, it seemed to be the one who helped Ni Shu wipe his blood that day.

This Ni counted, he helped him clean up, not to mention that he didn't even thank him, and threw the dirty square towel in front of his house.

Lin Tian poured the water, came back and picked up the square towel with his wet hands, and threw it into the backyard.

As soon as he returned to the house and lay down, Lin Tian felt that the thumb and index finger of his right hand were a little strange. He looked at it, and the fingers of those two fingers seemed to be a little red, that bright red, and the blood on these two fingers became very fast.

Lin Tian was a little puzzled, what was going on? Why was it like this all of a sudden?

Just as he was wondering, the little yellow bean on his wrist moved slightly.

This small movement surprised Lin Tian, no matter how hard he usually drove the gadget to move, he actually moved.

Before Lin Tian could react, the little yellow bean had already begun to move slowly, and seemed to be walking towards his thumb.

Lin Tian was naturally in terrible pain, but he was also in pain and happy, seeing Xiao Huangdou swim quickly to the end of his thumb and then to his index finger. Lin Tian woke up a little, it was the redness of his thumb and index finger that caused the abnormality of the little yellow bean. However, how could his index finger and thumb suddenly turn red? Lin Tian was a little puzzled.

Wait until tomorrow to ask Ni Suan.

As soon as he thought of this, a picture suddenly flashed back to Lin Tian's mind: by the way, after washing his face, he saw the dirty square towel and threw it in the backyard with his hand. Because he was a little disgusted, Lin Tian threw it away with two fingers, using his thumb and index finger.

The root of all the problems seems to come from the scarf.

Lin Tian didn't care about the pain caused by Xiao Huangdou's movement on his palm, so he quickly got up, pushed open the door and ran to the backyard. After searching for a while, I finally found the dirty square scarf. When Lin Tian walked to his house, he looked at Ni Suan's room, it was dark, and Ni Suan seemed to have fallen asleep a long time ago.

Go back to the house and close the door. Lin Tian began to look at this square scarf carefully. There was no abnormality on it except for the blood of Ni Suan and some soil on the ground that day.

Lin Tian pinched the square towel with his left hand, as if it was nothing special, and his hand did not change in any way.

Is it the wrong posture? Lin Tian picked up the square scarf with two fingers again, but there was still no change. I tried all the methods I thought of, but Lin Tian's hand still didn't change anything.

Lin Tian thought carefully about what he did when he took the square scarf. By the way, I went to pour water at that time.

Thinking of water, Lin Tian remembered that at that time, his hands had just been washed and they were wet!

Thinking of this, Lin Tian immediately went out to fetch water and wet his hands. Sure enough, after only a while this time, the parts of the hand that touched the square scarf were red, and the small yellow beans in the palm of the hand began to scurry around on the hand.

Lin Tian's painful face was distorted, but his mouth was laughing like a fool.

By the time the sky was getting brighter, the soybeans in Lin Tian's body were already able to move up and down his right arm freely. Lin Tian's face was a little pale, but he was smiling, he was very excited. Because just now, he successfully guided the little yellow bean to the tip of his middle finger, and then when he applied pressure outward, he obviously saw a breath of qi slowly seeping out from his finger, forming a cyclone the size of a soybean on the fingertip. Although it is very small, I have succeeded, and this is the result of nearly a month of hard work.

Lin Tian, who hadn't slept all night, was very energetic. Lin Tian walked out of the house, sat in the courtyard, waited for Ni Suan, and when he came out, he went to ask him that he had already practiced the cyclone, what should he do next.

Lin Tian was a little excited, now Ni Xuan won't laugh at me. Thinking of Ni Suan, then Lin Tian remembered the square scarf that appeared outside the house inexplicably yesterday. He thought for a moment, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

At this time, the door of Ni Suan's house opened, and I saw Ni Suan stretch his waist and walked out of the house.

Lin Tian stood up and said, "Thank you." ”