Chapter Forty-Seven: It's You!
When he came to the newly assigned dormitory, there was still no one empty, he came through the channel in advance, and his roommates would not be able to report until tomorrow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The info dormitory looks quite big, but it's similar to the four-person room that Zhang Muye lived in when he was an undergraduate in his last life. Of course, when I was in graduate school later, it was a room where one person lived, and the conditions were extremely favorable, so naturally it could not be compared.
Zhang Muye chose a bed that was back and back, the pillows and bedding were complete, and he didn't want to pick it up, just spread it on it, and it looked brand new.
Xie said goodbye and brought him over to Tang to manage the matter, Zhang Muye closed the doors and windows and lay on the bed.
The oil lamp on the table was lit when I first came in, and it didn't look like the oil was very good.
However, Zhang Muye is also used to such dim and shaking lights, which is very bad in ancient times, it is dark at night, and even if the lights are lit, it is very depressing.
But he won't be able to live in this dormitory for long, and he will have a good look in the Qizong tomorrow, and it is best to meet Xiang Yu and Jiang Chuan, but it is really not good, and it will be okay if Zhao Wushuang is buried by her for a few words, although the stinky woman is a stinky fart, at least she will not die without help.
Taking advantage of the oil lamp and oil, Zhang Muye hurriedly took out the Xuanhuang Sun Banner and "Cave Xuanzi Thirty-six Scattered Hands" from his arms, these days he has been trying to wake up the internal force ball at the dantian, but the internal force ball has no reaction at all. But when the dancing girl returned these two things to him today, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, and he secretly felt that these two things could help him awaken the internal force ball.
He first read "Thirty-six Scattered Hands of Dong Xuanzi", but after reading it several times, he couldn't see any mystery in this book. Every time he reads this book, he habitually wants to twist the pages of the book, just hoping to twist out the clip pages, it can be said that he has twisted each page of the book dozens of times, but he just didn't twist out the clip pages as he wished.
After looking at it for a while, he had no choice but to give up, and then turned his head and picked up the Xuanhuang Covering Sun Flag again. He had used internal force to probe this flag before, and when he first got it, he had already tried to use internal force to draw a talisman on the Xuanhuang Sun Banner. Drawing talismans consumes a lot of internal force, you can only draw a little bit each time, and you will draw until you are exhausted every time, but when you wake up the next day, you will feel more abundant internal force, and the internal force ball will be a little bigger.
But now that the internal force ball is shrinking, Zhang Muye doesn't have a little internal force all over his body, and he doesn't know where to start with the Xuanhuang Covering Sun Flag in his hand.
He could only keep rubbing his stomach with his middle finger against the body of the flag, but after rubbing it for a long time, his finger stomach hurt, and the flag did not react.
Zhang Muye could only recall that when he used internal force to draw the talismans before, the shape and trend of those talismans were still drawn along the silk line of the flag body with his middle finger.
Repeatedly, twice, three times, Zhang Muye didn't know how many times he had painted it, so he painted mechanically by feeling.
Huang Tian lived up to his wishes, and just when Zhang Muye was about to give up, the Xuanhuang Covering Sun Flag in his hand finally reacted.
Zhang Muye felt like a flint was on fire, and the Xuanhuang Sun Banner slowly came to life, and there was a trace of internal force on it that slowly flowed into his middle finger along the silk thread of the flag body, and then flowed through his arm and to the dantian.
A spark can ignite a prairie fire, and this internal force is like the fire that Prometheus gave to mankind, igniting hope.
The originally shrunken ball of internal force was stimulated by the "tinder" and suddenly became active, constantly changing its shape.
Zhang Muye only felt that the tens of thousands of pores in his body suddenly let go, and then closed again, and the blood in his whole body seemed to boil.
The internal force began to converge, at first it flowed in the meridians like water droplets, then it turned into a trickle, and finally converged into rivers, all of which suddenly converged in Zhang Muye's dantian and filled into the internal force ball.
The originally shrunken internal force ball finally became full again, and it was even bigger than before, and now it looked the size of a ping-pong ball.
Although the internal force hit the meridians just now, causing Zhang Muye's whole body to tingle, the sense of strength and fullness that came from the dantian now had completely overshadowed the pain in his body.
Zhang Muye couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and howl, and release the depressed qi in his heart that had been suppressed for a long time.
But before he could enjoy this sense of power, the internal force of the internal force ball flowed along his right hand again, pointing out that it flowed towards the Xuanhuang Covering Sun Banner, and began to draw talismans again.
The internal force ball that was finally filled, Zhang Muye didn't want to use it to draw talismans for the time being, and immediately wanted to pull his middle finger away, but no matter how hard he tried, his middle finger was like sticking to the Xuanhuang Sun Flag, but he couldn't pull it out, so he could only watch the Xuanhuang Sun Flag absorb his internal force and turn it into a strange-shaped rune.
It was not until the internal force of the internal force ball was drained clean that the internal force stopped flowing, and the middle finger stuck to the Xuanhuang Sun Banner could finally be taken down.
After this tossing and turning, Zhang Muye only felt groggy and weak, and endured the last bit of strength to put away the "Thirty-six Scattered Hands of Cave Xuanzi" and the Xuanhuang Covering Sun Flag, and fell asleep with his head up.
Before going to bed, seeing the runes slowly fading on the Xuanhuang Sun Banner, Zhang Muye smiled, "There are more runes drawn this time than before." ”
The next morning, no one came to call Zhang Muye, so he slept until almost midnight (nine o'clock in the morning), and the sun had risen high outside.
Zhang Muye got up and stretched his waist, the stinging sensation left over from the charge and release of the internal force last night was gone, and now he felt in excellent condition, and his mind probed into the internal force ball, and the internal force in the internal force ball was also half accumulated.
Although it is only half, it is different from the past, and now the internal force ball is the size of a ping pong ball, and Rao is only half, which is much more than when it was full in the past.
Seeing that it was not early outside, Zhang Muye was ready to get up and wash, and he had to go to Xiang Yu and them today.
But as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw a big man with a black face standing at the door, carrying a package, and was about to push the door in.
"It's you!" he called out at the same time as the black-faced man opposite.
The black-faced man was none other than the big blackface who thought he cut in line and grabbed him yesterday.
Neither of them expected to meet again in this situation, and they didn't know what to say for a while, and it seemed that the big black face was also assigned to this dormitory, and they were about to push the door in just now.
Zhang Muye was about to give him a seat to come in, so that he could go out to wash, but he saw another person squeezed over next to him, and pushed the two of them into the house.
The black-faced man was pushed, and he was in a hurry, and he stretched out his hand to stop the person, and only then did he see the person clearly.
"It's you!" the black-faced man cried out again.
Zhang Muye looked at him with a surprised face, and also looked at the person's face, wasn't it the obscene man who lined up behind the big black face yesterday.
The lewd man was impatient before, but at this time, he saw clearly that it was a black-faced man, shrunk his head and smiled, "Hehe, little brother doesn't know it's the eldest brother who is you, okay, what a coincidence." ”
It's really a coincidence, but Zhang Muye didn't have the heart to care about them, he was bent on finding Xiang Yu and them today, so that he could find Zhang Dali and them. As for these two strange roommates, it has nothing to do with him.