After finishing the matter, Shen Lang went back home to practice martial arts.
He spent the entire afternoon practicing under the scorching sun, sweating profusely.
Today he didn't even hide under the shadow of the big mulberry tree.
Just stand under the scorching July sun, sharpening your body and will with the blazing sun that can make people peel off their skin.
After each practice of boxing, he would stand with the sword in hand, assume the stance of the sword, and use his "spiritual seeds" to activate his emotions, stir up his mind, ignite thunderous rage, and cast his murderous intent.
When the murderous intention fills the chest and the eagerness to burst out, the sixteen-character mental method and the sword formula diagram flash through my mind.
Shen Lang's soles suddenly hit the ground, and a thunderous explosive force rushed from the soles of his feet. His muscles trembled, his muscles and bones roared, his sword roared loudly, and he stabbed violently. People followed the sword, like moths flying towards a fire, like lightning on a rainy night.
, the cold light is scorching, and the white rainbow penetrates the sun!
puff!
The blade of the sword penetrated deeply into the extremely solid rammed earth courtyard wall, more than a foot deep, and penetrated the entire courtyard wall.
The murderous aura was drained out, and his mind went blank for a moment, like a sudden collapse after extreme anger.
After a brief period of confusion, Shen Lang came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and shook his head slightly:
"The forward shaking is still too long. It takes at least four or five breaths to brew emotions and accumulate murderous intent... In actual combat, no one will give me such a long time to accumulate strength. I must integrate the 'murderous intent' into my instinct, and do it
As soon as the thought strikes..."
It is not a simple matter to burn the "murderous intention" into the instinct, so that "white rainbow pierces the sun" at the thought.
A murderous bandit killer, a veteran soldier who has experienced hundreds of battles, may have integrated the murderous intention into his instinct, and can enter the killing state at any time, but Shen Lang is just a man who has never killed anyone, and has only seen a corpse with his own eyes.
Modern urban youth who have lived twice.
But it doesn’t matter if you don’t have experience.
The "spiritual seeds" he condensed by practicing the Demon Taming Art can help him activate his emotions independently and turn the impossible into possible.
It's just a matter of practicing more.
Putting down his sword, Shen Lang practiced boxing again.
The thirteen-move boxing frame is the foundation, which can exercise the muscles of the whole body, increase strength, and integrate strength.
Without a solid physical foundation, and without enough ferocious and violent strength, even if Bai Hongguanri's killing sword is practiced to the point where it can be fired with thought, its power will be limited.
After practicing boxing, I started practicing swordsmanship again.
In this way, the cycle continued until the evening, when Shen Lang took a shower casually. After finishing, he held Xiao Zhao on his shoulder, holding the pottery basin in his hand, and went out with the cat and fish, heading to the north of the city.
He went to a restaurant in the north of the city and found a private room facing the street.
Diagonally opposite the window of the private room outside the market, there is the majestic Zhao Mansion gate with its stone lion town house, copper ring and red paint.
While eating vegetables and drinking, Shen Lang listened to Xiao Zhao and the little fish bickering. From time to time, he fed Xiao Zhao a piece of meat and sprinkled some eggs, rice grains and shredded meat on the little fish in the pottery pot, but his eyes were always fixed on the gate of Zhao's house.
After drinking three bottles of wine, he finally saw the eldest son of the Zhao family just as the lanterns were lighting up.
The eldest son of the Zhao family, Zhao Mengshan, rode a tall horse, and, surrounded by several servants, left the main gate of the Zhao family and headed for the market.
Wherever he passed, pedestrians, cars and horses were avoiding each other, and the sounds of vendors shouting, soliciting customers, and bargaining were unconsciously lowered.
Although he looks like a street tiger, if you take a closer look, you can see that Young Master Zhao has a good skin.
He is tall, with extremely white skin, slightly sunken eye sockets, and large and bright eyes. His face has sharp edges and angles, with a sculptured beauty, and the corners of his thin lips are slightly raised with a cynical smile.
Just by looking at his appearance, you can't tell that this person is a perverted sadist. Instead, you can only feel that he has a romantic and unrestrained temperament, which is almost heartbreaking.
Looking at the appearance of Young Master Zhao, it is not difficult to imagine how beautiful his sister must be. No wonder she became the most favored Lady Ru by the contemporary Duke of Ying.
Shen Lang held the wine glass in his hand, looked down at Zhao Mengshan, and said to Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu:
"No wonder Mu Qingxue said that the people in their Divine Catcher Hall don't judge people by their appearance. They catch thieves every day and deal with crimes. They have seen so many beautiful and wolf-like guys, don't they become indifferent to appearance?
"By the way, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Yu, what do you think that guy looks like?"
The little fish placed in the pottery basin and placed on the table replied to him simply:
[I can’t see it, so how do I know what the guy you’re talking about looks like? 】
Xiao Zhao, who was leaning on the window ledge and looking down, replied:
[I think he looks very average! His neck is a little longer, giving me the impression that he is ready to kill him at any time, so that he can invite the whole village to his house for a feast.]
Shen Lang laughed, patted Xiao Zhao's head and praised:
"Well said! Doesn't he look like he's ready to kill me at any moment? Speaking of which, what do you think Brother Lang and I look like?"
Xiao Zhao:【So handsome!】
Xiaoyu: [Just so-so... I'll go, Mao, you flatter me again, and you're flattering the victim, which is not the right way!]
Shen Lang ignored Xiaoyu's answer and asked Mao:
"Then how handsome do you think I am?"
Xiao Zhao: [Meow~ He is the kind of handsome man who is triple Andy Lau and twice Takeshi Kaneshiro, who shocked Bai Gu and embarrassed Yanzu~]
Xiaoyu's eyes widened in shock:
[Can such flattery be flattered? I am ashamed to be associated with such a foxy cat demon like you! Puff puff puff puff puff...]
Shen Lang pretended not to hear Xiaoyu's complaints and continued to stroke the cat's head and praise:
"Xiao Zhao, you are really discerning and very simple and honest..."
However, at this moment, he heard Xiao Zhao's voice again:
[Xiao Zhao thought to himself: In fact, in the eyes of cats, humans all look similar... Dehua, Xiaowu, Bai Gu, Yanzu, don’t they all look the same? 】
"..."
The corners of Shen Lang's mouth twitched slightly:
"Xiao Zhao, I can hear your voice! And what's going on with 'Xiao Zhao's Thoughts'? Why do you have your own thoughts and do you have to dub and narrate them yourself? Aren't you childish!"
Xiao Zhao immediately raised his paws and covered his face:
[Oh, my voice has been heard, I’m so embarrassed...]
Xiaoyu continued to be shocked:
[Damn, I’m so cute by it... I’m actually so cute by it. This cat is simply a monster that’s bewitching the king~! Shen Lang, you have to be careful, don’t be stunned by it!
The Prime Minister has said that he wants to keep close friends with virtuous ministers far away from villains!]
Xiao Zhao and Xiao Yu talked lively.
But if an outsider comes in and sees this scene, they will only see a cute little white cat meowing softly and sweetly, and a beautiful red carp about a foot long vomiting in a clay pot.
Blisters pop pop pop.
Before I knew it, the restaurant was almost full of foreigners.
After replenishing the dishes and adding wine three times, Shen Lang paid for the wine, packed the few remaining meals into some fine space, left the restaurant, and walked along the Zhao Mansion, which occupied almost an entire street.
The long courtyard wall goes around the side of Zhao Mansion.
Standing opposite the more than ten feet high courtyard wall of the Zhao Mansion, in the shadow of an alley, Shen Lang waited patiently until the dead of night before sending Xiao Zhao to sneak into the Zhao Mansion to explore the way.
"Be careful and run away if you are in danger. Don't let anyone hurt you."
【I know~ People will be careful.】
When a thin cloud covers the moonlight and the bright moonlight becomes dim.
Xiao Zhao flew across the street like a white shadow, climbed up the high courtyard wall a few times, looked back at Shen Lang, raised the corner of her mouth, and gave him a "reassuring" look,