Summer weather is always hot, but sometimes it is exceptional. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The huge white jade plate hung high in the sky, sprinkling sparse and residual snow, dyeing the houses of every household silver white, as if it was a trace of coolness.

A rattan chair sits on the roof of a house, looking a little lonely in the moonlight.

Pulling into the eyes, the roof is empty, there is a table, a chair, and a cup on it...... And just one person.

Lin You sat on a chair made of rattan, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, but it was not as inclined as leaning on the rattan chair where he could lie down and sleep.

He lay on his back, his face misty in the moonlight, facing the glowing moon in the sky.

This is a small private building with five or six floors, and the roof is not all tiled, but half of it is left to build a balcony, which is estimated to be used by future residents to dry their clothes.

This kind of privately built building is common in this area, which is close to the suburbs but also close to the school.

However, it is estimated that the number of such houses will not increase in the future.

Because according to the city's propaganda department, the city has been cracking down on the problem of illegal construction of private houses.

There is no need to delve into the reason, Lin You is still leaning on the rattan chair scatteredly, looking at the bright moon in the sky with his eyes half-open and half-closed.

It's almost the height of summer, and the frogs in the river and grass a hundred meters away have gradually let go of their throats and are chirping with life.

The sound of frogs drifted along with the fishy smell of the river to the households.

The smell of water mixed with the smell of grass is not unpleasant. On the contrary, Lin You's state of mind became more and more calm.

The small river that flows from the suburbs has not yet been tainted with the smell of fireworks in the center of the city, so it still retains its purer essence.

However, even the current suburbs and rural areas are inevitably stained with the slightest filth of industrial civilization. In this regard, I am afraid that the remote mountains are not unavoidable.

Perhaps, some of the deep mountains and old forests still retain their original taste.

If it is polluted, it is polluted, and no matter how you wash and flow, you will not be able to remove that ink color.

The moon and stars are scarce, and a few clouds that can still be seen in the sky are floating in the distance, coming and going, teasing the flickering lights on the ground.

Lin You's calm mood finally fluctuated.

It's like a basin of water that has been dripping with ink, and with the loss of time, a basin of water, no matter what drop, can't escape the fate of being eroded by ink.

Lin You was immersed in the unknown place, and gradually recovered.

He slowly opened his eyes, casting his gaze on the moon, which had deflected away. Then he withdrew his gaze and stared at the darkness directly in front of his face.

The darkness in the sky seems to be the purest place in the world, because it remains true to itself as always.

Lin You was stunned for a while, then his nose moved slightly, and he gently sniffed the breath wafting from the small river.

Although the taste of the breath remains the same, and after the immersion of the night, it looks more fresh. But for Lin You, an indescribable disgusting smell lingered in his nostrils.

Lin You frowned slightly, and then slowly exhaled the turbidity in his chest.

A breath of breath poured out of his chest and lungs, wandering on the moonlit rooftop.

But there's nothing out of the ordinary.

The temperature of the summer air has long overshadowed the temperature of the human body's moisture, and people can't open their mouths to spew out a white gas like in winter.

"It is rumored that a person who has achieved cultivation, even in the hot summer, after standing on a stake or meditating, opens his mouth and exhales, spit out the old and the new, and a white gas can spew out a foot or even several zhang away......"

Lin You thought silently in his heart.

"Even if the weather is so good, and it is still a suburban riverside, it is still difficult to avoid the contamination of the smell of fireworks, and it is difficult to calm down......

"However, today is more time than usual. ”

Lin You silently reminisced about the mysterious feeling of silence, and at the same time sorted out the thoughts in his heart.

Benefiting from these days of meditation, Lin You found that although meditation requires that there is no trace of distraction in the heart, after the meditation is over, it is a good time to think.

During this time, people's minds will appear extraordinarily calm and tranquil, and if you think about the problems that you don't have a clue about in your daily life, many new ideas will emerge.

It's not as good as when you're in meditation, but it's not comparable to what you would like in your daily life.

Perhaps, the legendary sage time can be compared to one or two.

Lin You, who opened his eyes, slowly moved his limbs.

Although he lay motionless for more than half an hour, his body did not feel unwell, and his limbs did not show any symptoms of numbness.

In fact, when spitting out the old and accepting the new, the first choice is a variety of inherited sitting postures or some more peculiar postures.

Among these postures, the one that is widely known to the public is the five-hearted meditation posture. What is the five hearts facing the sky, in layman's terms, is the palms and feet up, the head and spine are straight, and the body is upright.

But Lin You was just a beginner who didn't even enter the door, and he felt that he couldn't do such standardized and difficult movements, so he took a rattan chair, lay on it, and had the right to 'meditate'.

According to the book, keep your head and spine straight and your body comfortable. I don't think the requirements in this regard are too strict.

As for whether the various difficult sitting postures recorded in the ancient books were beneficial to cultivation, these were not issues that he, a beginner, needed to consider.

After moving his body slightly, Lin You did not stand up, still sitting on the rattan chair.

He shifted his wicker chair and sat facing the moon in the sky again.

He lifted his right leg and put it on his left leg, crossing one of his legs, looking at the moonlight in the distance.

The moonlight is bright but misty, and its body seems to have a halo of light around it, and the halo presents a rainbow-like rainbow, which is very joyful.

"It looks like it's going to rain tomorrow......"

Lin You rubbed the armrest of the pale yellow rattan chair with one hand and muttered in his heart.

Lin You looked at the moon quietly, and unconsciously, he was crazy.

Children will look forward to becoming adults, and adults will want to be children.

One is looking forward to a wonderful, free, and unusual life, and the other is looking forward to having a chance to make up for regrets and be carefree again......

Maybe Lin You's understanding of this is a little biased, or maybe he doesn't have these thoughts in the first place.

However, whether Lin You is looking forward to becoming an "adult" or a "child...... The opportunity to relive a new life is always something that cannot be denied...... In other words, they are reluctant to refuse.

Although, this opportunity came a little cruelly and the process was a bit difficult......

Thinking of this, Lin You's face was still a little gloomy.

If it weren't for his firm will and immortal Dao heart, where would he have come from this great opportunity?

Although he still hasn't sought the Dao Fa, the Dao Fa has already appeared in front of him. Even if you see the so-called demon magic......

"This world...... There really are monsters and strange people......"

The faint moonlight sprinkled down, making Lin You's face look more misty in the night, faintly, looking mysterious and extraordinary.

Lin You slowly exhaled a breath, unloading the slightest distraction in his heart, he opened his eyes and looked at the bright moon in the sky again.

"That's all for today's cultivation......

"Snort...... I can't talk about cultivation yet, right?"

Lin You shook his head with a wry smile, laughing at himself in his heart, but he was not discouraged.

He rested his right hand on a wicker chair, leaning against his cheek, leaning on his body, his eyes still remaining calm, deep as ink.