In the afternoon, the same Yang Jiangang arranged for Jiang Xin to leave the village. Only then did Jiang Xin have the opportunity to ask the question he had been holding back for a long time: "Mr. Yang, I have always had a question. That day, I fell asleep inexplicably and woke up.
I lay down on the bed right after I came here, do you know what happened?"
Knowing that his own father valued the little guy in front of him, Yang Jiangang had no need to hide such a trivial matter from Jiang Xin and gave the answer directly.
"In order to prevent the address of the village from being leaked out casually, you were knocked unconscious as soon as you got in the car. Of course you don't remember anything, but you don't need this method now."
Avoiding the dirt roads that seemed to lead outside, Yang Jiangang pointed to a valley in front of him and said: "The village road out is here, just follow the road out."
Jiang Xin nodded and left Yangjiacun along the road pointed out by Yang Jiangang.
The Yang family's methods are indeed commendable, especially their meticulous control over their own bodies, which provided Jiang Xin with a lot of inspiration.
These days, relying on his bug-like learning ability, Jiang Xin has been able to use Yuan Qi to completely simulate the operation of the Yuan Hand. Although it is still not as smooth as Yang Cunren who does not use Qi Breath, it is still enough to use.
Human bodies are all similar. From the movement of Yuan Shou, Jiang Xin discovered some other extensions.
The air can be cut and kneaded into a sphere by using the power of a muscle joint in the palm of the hand. After using Qi Qi, he can use the pinching fingers that Yang Gang used on himself that day, and can even pull out the air and peel off the cocoons.
If you could train all the muscles in your body to this level, what would happen then?
Jiang Xin once asked this question to Mr. Yang Cunren, but he did not give an answer, or he could not give an answer because it was too difficult.
There are 639 muscles in the human body. Just coordinating dozens of them in the hands is difficult enough. Each additional muscle requires more mental and computing power. Unless the brain is comparable to a computer, it will be impossible to do it.
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After receiving this reply, Jiang Xin temporarily gave up the idea and turned to learn from Yuan Shou's control methods to shape the Yuan Qi Spirit Machine.
Kneading and shaping it with a method similar to that of Yuan Shou, Yuan Qi, which was originally like a thin cement paste, instantly changed, becoming thicker and thicker, until it was finally completely shaped by Jiang Xin into a coffin that could store information.
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It is related to the spirit, but it can only store rigid information and cannot carry the spirit of thinking, so it is called a coffin.
After using her wit to send a few messages to Old Man Gou who was still waiting in Fengmen Village, Jiang Xin followed the address sent to her by Zhang Chulan and the others and rushed directly to the abandoned bunker.
Not far out of Yangjiacun, Jiang Xin's cell phone suddenly rang. When he opened it, it was a text message sent to him by his 'dad' whom he had never seen since a few years ago.
The content of the text message was very short, a foreign address, and a sentence. It probably meant that I must go there in the next month or two.
After thinking about it in her mind, Jiang Xin did not delete the text message, and silently recalled the sealed memories in her mind. Although there were very few, there were still some scenes of the original owner and his father getting along - very cold, like two people.
Like a stranger.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xin made some plans in her mind, put away her mobile phone, and accelerated her pace a lot.
A few days later, in the valley where the bunker was located, the first time Jiang Xin walked in, he saw people setting up stoves and lighting fires to cook. As for their respective tents, they had already been erected there early.
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"You all came quite early, much faster than me." Jiang Xin said hello to everyone, found a place to put her luggage in the remaining open space, and went to the stove with the can:
"How is it? Did you gain anything?"
"Jiang Xin." Qiu'er sat down next to him: "You did a great job last time."
"Isn't it just a convenience over there?" Jiang Xin smiled: "I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing, but the gains for you two should not be small, right?"
Qiu'er looked at Zhang Chulan and grinned: "Beyond your expectation, there is no practical gain at all."
"By the way, is this what happened there?" Jiang Xin pointed to the cracked hole created by Xiao Zizai and his senior brother over there, pretending not to know anything about it.
"Ahem, this... it's a long story." Qiu'er coughed and said, "I'll simplify it for you. Brother Xiao had a fight with someone."
"Gone?"
"Gone."
"Okay." Jiang Xin nodded pretending to be regretful. As soon as she picked up the hot can, she found Lao Meng approaching her: "So... Chen Duo's life, how is it?"
Jiang Xin recalled for a moment and nodded: "It should be considered good to have food, shelter and fun. At least for a long time, her life will be extremely fulfilling."
When Lao Meng heard this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face, and then he took Jiang Xin to discuss it. The other temporary workers knew that Lao Meng cared about Chen Duo and paid no attention to the two of them.
"Today should be the execution day set by the company."
"If Ma Xianhong still doesn't come after today, then this plan should be considered a failure."
"But it's actually quite nice to have a few days of rest..."
As a few people talked, the day passed, and then the second day, the third day...
On the third day after the execution day, Xiao Zizai finally sent a message asking several temporary workers to evacuate the bunker to perform other tasks. Jiang Xin and Zhang Chulan were unique among the temporary workers, so they chose
Keep waiting.
"Brother Jiang, do you want to continue waiting here?" Zhang Chulan looked at Jiang Xin, who had no idea of ​​​​moving, and felt a little in his heart: "The execution day has passed for a long time."
"You're not leaving either. Besides, I don't have anything else to do. I might as well wait here for a few more days." Jiang Xin glanced at Zhang Chulan, lowered her head, and continued to play with the mud in her hands.
Although it is just ordinary yellow mud mixed with water, it is not as good as the mud in the village, but it can still be used as a training object for clay sculpture.
Heaven and earth, gods, humans and ghosts, scales, feathers, feathers and Kun. Although Jiang Xin did not have a complete grasp of them, he was able to make some clay sculptures come to life.
A few days passed by pinching and looking at each other.
In the end, the development of the matter did not exceed Jiang Xin's expectation. In the afternoon, as the sun was approaching, Ma Xianhong appeared in front of the two of them after a change of appearance.
Someone was standing in front of him. Jiang Xin thought there was no need to expose Ma Xianhong's disguise. Anyway, Feng Baobao would identify him in a few minutes.
Ten minutes later, after a farce, Ma Xianhong finally chose to sit down and talk, but the look in his eyes showed that his wariness towards Jiang Xin was not reduced at all.
"Don't look at it." Jiang Xin sighed: "I'm here for one thing this time, and my magic is perfect."
"As expected." Ma Xianhong smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and wiped the pocket containing many magic weapons at his waist: "The traitor will never die."
"I don't want to have another fight with you. There's no need." Seeing the movements of Ma Xianhong's hands, Jiang Xin explained: "I can tell you something you want to know, but the price is that you have to use the magic machine to refine it.
Come and change."
"The first thing I can tell you is that your great-grandfather is called Ma Benzai, and the magic machine Bailian was passed down from him, but he does not deserve to be said to have created it." Note 1
"What do you mean!" Ma Xianhong stood up suddenly, flashed the capsule in his hand, and a magic weapon appeared in his hand instantly.
"It's not interesting, just telling the truth." Jiang Xin put away the things silently: "Looking at you like this, it seems that you won't exchange the magic machine Bailian with me, so forget it, you can check it yourself slowly.
Just don’t despair in the end.”
After saying that, Jiang Xin waved her hand and left directly from the valley where she came from.
"He is really a wimp, uncompromising and non-negotiable." Knowing that it would be difficult to get the Divine Machine Bailian from Ma Xianhong, Jiang Xin took out her phone again and sent a message to Director Zhao.
'My dad has something to do with me and wants to go abroad. I won't continue to get involved in Ma Xianhong's affairs.'
After sending the text message, Jiang Xin went back to Yangjia Village first to make a successful clay sculpture so that Chief Yang could completely complete the clay figurine he brought. Then he hurriedly left the family exchange meeting, which was obviously a blind date meeting.
Escaped.
Returning to Fengmen Village in Taihang Mountain, Jiang Xin finally took a deep breath.
Thanks to Chen Duo's efforts, a nest of pheasants, a few wild boars, and other wild animals that are not protected animals have been added to the village.
Seeing Jiang Xinbo walking in through the mist, Chen Duo was stunned at first, then squatted on the ground and looked at the few pheasants he had managed to raise in his cage.
She still remembers the last time she said she would make chicken soup when Jiang Xin comes back. How many days have passed now?
"Just choose the fattest one." Jiang Xin didn't know when he stood behind Chen Duo. He smiled and directly picked a pheasant in the cage that was two times bigger than the other pheasants: "Leave me this time."
Maybe I won’t be able to come back for a while, I’ll have more fever.”
Chen Duo was stunned for a moment. When he turned back and looked at Jiang Xin, his eyes were full of shock. It seemed that he couldn't believe that Jiang Xin could say such shameless words, and also bluntly said that he would eat the most food he had fed these days.
A fat chicken.
As the saying goes, if a tree has no bark, it will surely die; if a man has no shame, he will be invincible.
Facing Chen Duo's gaze, Jiang Xin chuckled, used telekinesis to reject the pheasant, and stuffed it into Chen Duo's hand: "I've already caught the chicken for you, and the rest is up to you.
I'll see you again at noon, bye!"
After saying that, without waiting for what Chen Duo was saying, he rushed out and took the clay figurine straight to the house where Gou Chen lived.
Behind him, holding the frightened pheasant in his hands, Chen Duo angrily faced Jiang Xin's rapidly disappearing figure, and finally returned to the house with the chicken in hand.
After bullying the honest man, Jiang Xin happily found Gouchen's outlet and placed the clay sculpture that was put back into the box in front of him: "Here, this is the clay sculpture you want. I'll come later.
It is a finished product made by the head of the clan himself.”
"Ha!" Gou Chen snorted, opened the box and took a look, then nodded with satisfaction and put it in the back room: "Okay, what you promised me is over. If you have nothing to do, you can get out and don't get in the way.
My old man’s old age.”
"No, I still have something to ask you." Jiang Xin thought of her father and said hurriedly: "Do you know my father, or my grandfather, or my great-grandfather?"
Gou Chen's eyes changed slightly: "What did you find out?"
"No." Jiang Xin chuckled: "I'm just suddenly curious and want to ask you about it. If it's not convenient, forget it."
Gou Chen was silent for a while, then breathed out faintly: "Actually, there's nothing inconvenient to say. You are considered a descendant of that guy, so it's actually nothing to tell you."
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decades ago.
"Uncle Yuan... I still win." Looking at the man in front of him who was bound by dark chains, the young man's eyes were lowered: "I can't wait here, I have to go find them."
"Uh! Uh!" After hearing Gou Chen's words, Uncle Yuan's eyes widened instantly. He desperately wanted to get up and stop Gou Chen, but he could not help but the black chain on his body.
"It's fun to talk about." Gou Chen smiled: "If Uncle Yuan hadn't taught me these methods two or three years ago, I might not be able to fight with you now, but it's different now."
"Uncle Yuan, you are already old."
He waved his hand and flew the middle-aged Uncle Yuan back to the village. Gou Chen knelt down on his knees, kowtowed heavily, got up and ran away, only to disappear completely into the darkness in just a moment.
Uncle Yuan, who was flying backwards in mid-air, watched Gou Chen's movements, his muscles tensed up, but in the end he could only helplessly watch Gou Chen disappear completely.
Gouchen wanted to go north to join the large army in the village, but after leaving the village, he realized that some things were not as simple as they seemed.
A young stranger with neither common sense nor money had a hard time living outside, until he met a young man who called himself Jiang Daoliu.
"You are also a Qi practitioner, right?" Looking at Gou Chen, whose eyes were full of alertness, Jiang Daoliu curled his lips slightly, showed a smile, stretched out his hand and pushed the boss's face to Gou Chen's eyes: "Come on,
From the looks of it, you must have been hungry for several days, so you can eat as a treat."
He looked at Jiang Daoliu hesitantly, and Gouchen's nose twitched slightly. The aroma of chopped green onion and sesame oil penetrated his nostrils, constantly tempting him.
Guru—
As soon as his stomach rang, Gouchen's face suddenly turned red. He grabbed the noodles and started eating them. He ate them all in just a minute or two.
"Have you eaten yet?"
Gou Chen lowered his head and looked at his stomach. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded: "Thank you, I will pay you back the money in the future."
"Let's talk about it when we meet." Jiang Daoliu smiled nonchalantly: "It's rare for Qi practitioners to be like you."
Gou Chen's face turned red again, he lowered his head and disappeared into the crowd.
Chapter completed!