Chapter 11: Qi Looking

Mr. Wu admired Mr. Zhang, in part because he was under no pressure to go to collegeβ€”anyone who knew his academic performance agreed that it was a waste of material to send the kid to college, and that he should take another path to success. Elephant...... For example, Liu Bang and Zhu Yuanzhang, who started by hard work, will surely have greater achievements.

It is a pity that peace and development are the mainstream of today's world, and talented people like Zhang Shengwei have no choice but to succumb to it for the time being. After graduating from high school, he opened an Internet cafΓ©, which ran quite well. In the eyes of Wu Ge's old classmates who have no income, he can be regarded as a rich man.

Zhang Shengwei came down from the upstairs wearing slippers and big pants. Wu Ge greeted him.

"Sorry Weizi, I disturbed your sleep. ”

"It's okay," Mr. Zhang said with a yawn. "I'm used to it, and the night shift is playing anyway. ”

"If I can't pass the exam again, I'll come to you as a network administrator. ”

"That's good," Zhang Shengwei said with a grin, "Brothers can get together and have fun...... By the way, is the 100 dollars you want enough?"

"Enough. I'll pay you back in a few days. ”

"What do we have to do with it, and we still talk about this. But ......," he scratched his head. "Isn't it class time...... How did you skip class, I remember you never ...... before"

He stopped, looking horrified.

"What do you want money for? Is someone fattening you?"

"What are you kidding?" Wu Ge was also shocked. "I'm not a junior high school student, can I still make people fat?"

"That's right. Zhang Shengwei breathed a sigh of relief, "At your age, being fattened can't be solved for a hundred yuan." He caught a glimpse of the expression on Wu Ge's face and stopped in time. "Alright," he said with a smile. "Lack of money to greet me, too many dare not say, a few hundred is no problem. ”

"Hehe, so dragged, aren't you afraid of your wife?"

"She?" Zhang Shengwei looked disdainful. "Can you still let her control me? Besides, who are you? She doesn't have a bad relationship with you. ”

This is true, Zhang Shengwei's expectant wife Li Lili is their classmate, and she has a good relationship with Wu Ge. The Internet cafΓ© was opened by her and Zhang Shengwei.

"When are you going to invite us for a drink?"

"It's early. Besides, isn't she necessarily!" Zhang Shengwei pouted.

Wu Ge didn't want to expose his bottom line. He knew that Zhang Shengwei was not very satisfied with Li Lili, the reason...... A great folk thinker once said: It is better to praise a woman for being beautiful, if she is really not beautiful, you can praise her for being smart, and if she is really not smart, you can praise her for being kind. As for Li Lili, if you don't want to have a troubled conscience because of talking nonsense, then you have to praise her...... Well, there's a last name. And Zhang Shengwei is a hopelessly womanizer, and he never hides this. Therefore, when he and Li Lili came together, those who were familiar with him were surprised. However, after a long time, everyone admits that this is also the most suitable arrangement - except for Li Lili, no one can control Zhang Shengwei.

"Alright, go back to sleep. He laughs. "I'll visit you two another day. ”

"Okay, I'll ask you to play when you're done. Zhang Shengwei staggered back.

Wu Ge hurried back. He turned a street corner and suddenly found five or six people surrounding Jigong, bursting into laughter from time to time.

He took a few steps closer, then stopped in fear. The five or six people didn't look like a good person, they all had hideous faces, tattoos, dyed hair, earrings...... There are all kinds of professional signs for those who work in the street crime industry.

"I don't understand why you're eating this. If you want me to say it's not good for the lungs. He heard Jigong say.

"You old thing still take care of me? If you don't smoke this, what do you want to smoke, and you still want to smoke white powder? Take the money and get it for you." ”

The leader of the gangsters scolded and scolded.

"Look at him like that, like a big smoker. ”

"How can people be smokers, I think he is a living Buddha - the reincarnation of Jigong. ”

They laughed and leaned back.

"Old fellow, come to me when you are impatient, Lao Tzu asks you to draw powder. With your body, a hundred dollars will kill you......"

When the gang walked away with a smile, Wu Ge dared to come over.

"What are you doing with those people?" he whispered. "Can't you see that they're hooligans?"

"Oh, I saw that they were eating a small stick, and I thought it was funny, so I asked them for one......" Jigong raised his hand to show Wu Ge, who was holding a cigarette in his hand.

"That's smoking, not eating. ”

"They told me and lit a fire for me. But I don't think there's anything good about this thing, I really don't understand......"

"There are a lot of things you don't understand, don't mess around in the future. Alright, come with me. ”

"Go there?"

"Aren't you going to eat KFC?"

Now, they're sitting in KFC's bright dining room.

"Wow, it looks delicious. Jigong sniffed exaggeratedly. "What's in that cup?"

"Drinks. Wu Ge replied. Subsequently, considering that this difficult term Jigong is difficult to understand, he added: "Drink." ”

"Why do you have to stick a little tube in it?"

β€œ...... It's just a decoration, and you can do without it. Wu Ge scratched his head in annoyance, it was really troublesome to talk to the immortals, and he had to explain everything to them for a long time.

"Okay, then I'll ......"

Wu Ge took the chicken leg away.

"Tell me first. ”

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me why you know I'm ...... Well, that's not true. ”

"You kid, give it to me first, it's going to be cold in a while. ”

"It's okay, this one is cold. ”

"Nonsense again, you kid ......"

"Tell me. Wu Ge did not budge.

"Okay," Jigong sighed, "You're going to be angry, aren't you?" ”

He did so, and the world became like a broken color TV again, but now that he was more accustomed to it, he could clearly see Jigong hurriedly stuffing chicken legs into his mouth.

"And then?" he reached out to grab it, but not as fast as Jigong's eyes. However, Jigong also seemed to be afraid that he would continue to interfere with his enjoyment of the meal, and said anxiously: "Look at my head." ”

Wu Ge raised his eyes, then took a deep breath.

He wondered why he hadn't noticed it before. Of course, he knew that a layer of qi was shrouded around a person's body, and so was the immortal, and the aura of the immortal was denser than that of ordinary people. But now he discovered that the qi on the top of Jigong's head formed a regular circle, just like the legendary Buddha's light.

"Qi moves with your heart, understand?" he heard Jigong say. "Whatever you think in your heart, it will be reflected in your qi. ”

"You mean," he said feebly. "You can see it from the breath above my head...... See?"

"Yes. The qi above the head is the strongest and the easiest to observe. Jigong grinned and took a sip of his drink. "Wow!" he cried. "How is it numb and spicy...... Hmm, there seem to be a lot of bubbles in the water, how do you get them?"

Wu Ge ignored it, staring at the half-foot-high place above Jigong's head, trying to see something.

In the terminology of immortal cultivation, the aura above the head is called "round light". Through a large number of practices, the immortals have concluded that the shape of the round light is determined by the person's personality, the color depends on the health of the body, the stability is related to the mood, and the image in the round light is related to what the person is thinking at the moment. The first three aspects are relatively simple, taking the immortals as an example: the personality of the immortals is generally relatively sound, the degree of health is needless to say, and the mood generally does not fluctuate, so their round light is a relatively standard round, soft white, and stable, not trembling or shaking.

The fourth aspect is a little more troublesome. People's thoughts are reflected in qi, just like a movie, but the problem is that the lens of the projector is not only crooked, but also pasted with oil. Therefore, it is actually difficult to understand people's thoughts through looking at qi, but it is probably not difficult to see it. For example, Sun Wukong and Jigong can see that Wu Ge is lying, although they can't see the specifics. In fact, the gods are even inferior to the "hopefuls" in historical legends in this regard. Those "Wangqi scholars" are actually cultivators who have mastered the technique of "opening the eyes of the heavens" but have no hope of becoming immortals, relying on the ability of "Wangqi" to travel among the princes and nobles to get some benefits, and their practice in this area is much more than that of immortals.

In fact, Jigong's "round light" is slightly oval in the shape of a protrusion to the upper left, which may be related to the fact that he can't always change the problem of good food.

"But ......," Wu Ge muttered. "But what exactly is qi?"

"Qi is all things, and all things are qi. Jigong put down the chicken leg and sipped his drink unhurriedly. "The commander of all things. The upper one is the air, and the lower one is the instrument. The gathering of qi is also the gathering of qi, and the god of qi is also. Qi is seen in saints and instruments are seen in laity......"

Wu Ge seems to understand whether he understands or not. He glared at Jigong, and gradually felt that Jigong's image had become taller and shining, like a lighthouse, and its light filled the entire KFC.

β€œ...... Therefore, as long as you master the ability to look at qi, plus pay attention to observation, you are willing to ponder and endure hardships...... Well, with a certain amount of practice, it is very easy to master immortal arts. ”

β€œ...... Do you mean that immortal art is the control of qi?"

"Not bad. ”

The lighthouse is gone, and the brightness of the KFC is back to normal. Speaking of which, everyone has this problem: once they understand theory, they will disdain theorists, and even think that they are not qualified as theorists at all. Once any theory is reduced to the level of actual work, once it is simple enough to be easily understood, it will lose people's worship. Therefore, it is understandable that some "experts and scholars" nowadays always like to say some babble in a way that ordinary people do not understand -- let you understand, are people still alive?

Jigong took out a chopstick and put it on the table. "Look," he said to Wu Ge, then held out a finger and whispered a incantation.

A white gas emanated from Jigong's fingers and shot towards the chopsticks. The chopsticks were briefly shrouded in white light for a while, and suddenly turned into a small snake.

"Ahh ”

Wu Ge got up and wanted to escape, but was stopped by Jigong. "Look closely, what's the difference?"

β€œ...... It's not different, it's very, it's like, it's the same as the real thing. ”

"Look closely at the qi. "Jigong is kind and instructive.

Wu Ge had the audacity to take a closer look.

"Oh yes. He said. "Snake, the snake's breath is crooked, but ...... Well, there is also a pale green straight line in the snake's qi, which I think is the qi of chopsticks. Right?"

Jigong grinned.

"Yes, I turned the chopsticks into snakes, but the chopsticks are still there. ”

The white light dissipated with a "poof", and only chopsticks remained on the table.

"Now you understand what anger is?"

Wu Ge still didn't quite understand, he vaguely felt that he would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

Coincidentally, one of the waiters at KFC felt the same way. This man stopped them when Wu Ge brought Jigong into KFC and politely pointed out that they refused to allow people who were not dressed to enter. After being refuted and having to let Wu Ge and them in, he was unwilling to observe them for a long time, trying to find evidence that they were "disheveled".

There was nothing wrong with the young man, but somehow he always felt that the old man was wearing a ragged robe.