Fang Yuan went back to the room and washed his face, looking at himself in the mirror, a little strange, his own changes were great, his muscles were sharp and angular, he touched his chin again, looked at his face, he always felt that he had become handsome, I don't know if it was an illusion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The most surprising thing was that he casually beat the three of them upside down and flew out, as if they were making a movie, and the movements of the three people were like slow motion, in Fang Yuan's eyes, very slow, very slow.

Fang Yuan felt that it should be time to run, twenty-four years, and finally raised his eyebrows, his heart was very happy, and he unconsciously hummed a little song.

Fang Yuan was ready to cook a breakfast, treat himself, and welcome himself to a new beginning, but when he looked at home, he hadn't cooked for several days, and he didn't even have a fresh vegetable leaf, so forget it, let's eat pickles.

Fang Yuan picked up the fruit knife casually and began to play, the knife was beating at Fang Yuan's fingertips, very elegant and smart, seeing it fall, but not falling, this is also a habit of Fang Yuan, when he was bored in school, he would turn the pen a few times, and as a result, the habit was also passed on to the knife, he would always turn so many times before cutting vegetables, Fang Yuan was also very careful, he really hadn't been injured by the knife.

In the past two days, my head has not been dizzy, and I have seen the goddess again, my mood is naturally very happy, and I am in a happy mood, so it is naturally easy to be distracted, and if I am not careful, the fruit knife will be turned away, and it is a coincidence that the tip of the knife is pointing downward, and it just falls on Fang Yuan's arm.

"Ah!" Fang Yuan shouted, he hunted geese every year, but today he was pecked by the little geese, but he was frightened by Fang Yuan, it was over, he was very happy and sad, and he was afraid that he was going to see blood today.

However, the sharp pain in his impression did not come, only the sound of the fruit knife falling to the ground, Fang Yuan was a little puzzled, picked up the fruit knife from the ground, and looked at his forearm carefully, there was only a small white spot where the knife had been pierced, and there was no sign of bleeding.

This didn't scare Fang Yuan, because there were a lot of strange things that happened to him in the past two days, which made Fang Yuan a little used to it, but he couldn't believe it, could it be that he was invulnerable, and poked the skin of his forearm with his finger, but it felt a little tight, and there was nothing abnormal.

I looked at the fruit knife again, and wanted to stab it and give it a try, but I didn't dare, in case it was just an accident, I was hesitating, but I decided to try it lightly.

Fang Yuan was a little nervous, on the edge of the sink, swallowing saliva, picking up the fruit knife in his left hand, his right arm stretched out, and the tip of the knife was about to touch his forearm.

At this time, a crisp knock on the door came, and Fang Yuan's fruit knife fell into the pool.

"Grass, scare Lao Tzu. Fang Yuan casually picked up the fruit knife, put it on the knife holder, and walked over to open the door.

Opening the door, an old Dao with a bull's nose stood outside the door, Fang Yuan was a little familiar, wasn't this the old Dao he saw when he and Fang Heng went to Baishi Mountain that day. It's so strange, how did he know that I lived here, or did he say that he was here to ask for food, seeing the old way's sloppy dress, Fang Yuan was even more sure that this was an accident, he was here to ask for food.

It must be an old way, he can't be hungry, he went down the mountain to ask for food, he happened to pass by himself, the more Fang Yuan thought about it, the more he felt reasonable.

This old Taoist Xuanxuzi is really unlucky, that day he met Shang Yuan and was about to accept Fang Yuan as an unlucky apprentice, but he was surrounded by people and ran away by this Fang Yuan, and he had to cast a spell to calculate the place where this kid lived, and finally met someone who had a fate, but he couldn't let this kid run away.

Also, the person next to this kid that day also had some vague Taoist fate, he didn't really see it, he patronized and looked at this kid, if he could harvest this kid into an unlucky apprentice, it would be good, here Lao Dao thought.

Xuan Xuzi made a joke: "Little brother, poor Dao Xuanxu ......" Before Xuan Xuzi finished speaking, he saw the kid turn around and enter the house, and wondered in his heart. After a while, he turned around and came out, holding a steamed bun in his hand, stuffing it to himself, and closed the door with a "bang".

Xuan Xuzi was furious, angry that the five spirits were irritable, this was taking himself as a meal, and was about to knock on the door again, but he looked at himself, touched his beard, and looked at his body, it was indeed a little like asking for food, so he had to comfort himself to freshen up and come again, forcibly suppressed the real fire surging in his chest, restrained his desire to demolish the house, took a bite of the steamed bun casually, and disappeared, yes, it disappeared, Xuan Xuozi thought that after freshening up, he would come back in a day, otherwise he would be regarded as asking for food.

Fang Yuan regretted a little, he had just given the last steamed bun to Lao Dao, he couldn't eat this breakfast, so he could only go downstairs to eat, and he also secretly regretted his "generosity", in case Lao Dao just wanted to come in and drink saliva, he casually gave such a big steamed bun to Lao Dao.

By the way, the old Dao seemed to be about to say something just now, forget it, regardless of him, Fang Yuan thought that the old Dao seemed to be called Xuanzi, and he didn't think about it anymore when he tried to think about it.

Fang Yuan casually picked up the fruit knife from the knife holder, ready to continue the previous test, this time with the episode just now, he was also afraid that someone would make him noisy again, so he was directly ready to try it, but the crisp knock on the door came again.

Fang Yuan was a little angry, this old way was endless, and he opened the door angrily and shouted, "You are finished...... Brother Liu, why are you here, come in and sit. ”

In front of the door was not the old bull-nosed road, but Fang Yuan's landlord, Fang Yuan usually called him: Brother Liu.

"What's the matter, brother, it's so angry. Brother Liu casually said and entered the house and sat on the sofa.

Fang Yuan was a little worried about the sofa, so he casually picked up the cup and poured a glass of water, and put it in front of Brother Liu: "It's okay Brother Liu, there was an old man with a bull's nose just now, knocking on the door to ask for food, and he was a little angry." I don't have tea at home, so I drink plain water as much as I want. Fang Yuan said that he really didn't have the habit of drinking tea, because good tea really couldn't afford to drink.

"It's fine. Brother Liu picked up the cup casually and took a sip.

"Brother Liu, what is the big thing you are here this time, just make a special trip, and just say something on the Internet. Fang Yuan asked.

"It's okay, I'm just stopping by and telling you about the water and electricity bills for this month, a total of 56, and the house you have rented for three months, and it is about to expire, I want to ask you if you still rent it?" Brother Liu looked at Fang Yuan and said.

"That's it, Brother Liu, you let me think about it for two days, and I'll transfer the water and electricity to you in a while. ”

"Okay, I'm fine, let's go, go for a walk. Brother Liu casually got up from the sofa, walked out the door, and went downstairs.

Fang Yuan closed the door, and he really envied Brother Liu's life, this Brother Liu was only in his fifties, and he lived like an old lady, how comfortable he was, it was good to have a house.

Returned to the sink again, this time directly, poked the forearm with a fruit knife, and finally no one bothered, the imaginary bleeding did not appear, the skin of the forearm only sank in a little with the tip of the knife, and as the knife was pulled out, the skin returned to its original state

Could it be that he was really invulnerable? But after thinking about it carefully, this word was a little inappropriate, because the moment he stabbed just now, Fang Yuan still felt some pain, and it was estimated that he would also be injured if his strength was greater, but he was still secretly surprised by his changes.

After thinking about it for a while, I still put my thoughts aside, life has to go on, and I don't even have a job as a single person!