Song Yu came to the backyard wrapped in the thickest coat in the package.
Xie Nanshi and Goudan were already here, and both pairs of eyes looked at Song Yu with some surprise. One didn't expect him to get up so early, and the other didn't understand why the adults also came to the backyard.
Song Yu coughed and stood next to Goudan with a smile. He was used to being cheeky and didn't feel awkward. He said confidently and confidently: "Let me verify your teaching results."
Unexpectedly, Xie Nanshi nodded when he heard this. Although Song Yu's meridians were completely disabled for some unknown reason, he really should learn some life-saving skills: "Just walk on the horse for half an hour first."
Goudan didn't struggle at all, he immediately bent his knees and got up into a horse stance. His movements were very standard and beautiful. It was obvious that the middle school boy had not lacked training on his own.
Song Yu, however, picked his ears and suspected that he had heard wrongly: "What to do?" In his expectation, even if Xie Nanshi's teaching was not like a system where you can learn skills with one click, he should directly show the moves, otherwise
You can teach me how to draw the talisman! What the hell is Zamabu?!
Xie Nanshi always didn't like to talk repeatedly, so he simply walked up to Song Yu, pressed his hands and at the same time bent his knees and kicked Song Yu's leg sockets. As soon as Song Yu's legs became weak, Xie Nanshi put him into a horse stance.
Yuan Fang, who was dozing on top of his head, was frightened and flew to the side with fluttering wings.
"Fuck." Song Yu was stunned. Just as he was about to stand up to protest, he saw Nan Shi sticking a piece of talisman paper behind his back. Then Song Yu found that he couldn't move at all.
Xie Nanshi's expression was solemn, his tone was also serious, and he even said a little earnestly: "Although I don't know why your meridians are like this, but since you have this intention, I will try my best to help you. Mabu is the foundation of the foundation, and it is the foundation of the body."
The body is strong and the heart is strong. It will be good for you if you practice it well."
Listen! How reasonable! If Xie Nanshi hadn't forcibly posted a talisman on him, Song Yu would have been so moved that he turned around and ran away. But now, he could only look at Jie Nanshi in disbelief, wanting to let time go again.
Reshape it, and push the person who forced you out of bed back to bed. Doesn’t it sound good to sleep in a good time?
Xie Nanshi saw Song Yu's eyes and was speechless when he saw his eyes widened. He thought he was so excited. He didn't expect Song Yu to be so eager to learn. Xie Nanshi was surprised and his impression of Song Yu changed again and again. He was quite impressed.
He said happily: "No need to be grateful."
Song Yu couldn't finish his words. At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from not far away from the three of them. Song Yu subconsciously looked over and saw Du Anchen lying on the wall, laughing so hard that he was about to fall down. When he came into contact with Song Yu's resentful eyes,
Du Anchen raised his hand as a pledge: "Since you are so eager to learn, I can't stay out of it. How about I help teach you how to practice swordsmanship from tomorrow on?"
Xi Jian? It sounds good, but given the situation and the context... Song Yu looked at Du Anchen suspiciously, always feeling that his money-grubbing subordinate couldn't be so kind!
However, Song Yu only had the talisman to turn his eyes. His rejection was nothing compared to the excited words from Goudan next to him: "Thank you, Second Master!"
Song Yu was heartbroken. He couldn't afford to offend the middle-class boy. If he didn't want to completely kill the evil god, he would definitely stay away from this guy.
Du Anchen succeeded and smiled even happier: "Be good!"
The words were spoken to Goudan, but his eyes fell on Song Yu's face.
When Xie Nanshi saw someone staring at the two of them, he turned around and returned to his room. He still needed to learn more talismans to deal with the next situation.
Half an hour later.
Xie Nanshi returned to the backyard and saw that Goudan and Song Yu were still maintaining their standard horse steps, with a look of satisfaction on their faces. "Let's have breakfast first."
Goudan was the first to relax. The young man's forehead was stained with sweat but he smiled brightly and trotted towards Jie Nanshi: "Yes, Master!"
Xie Nanshi rarely denied the title of Goudan, but looked at Song Yu in surprise, who still kept his horse gait: "Martial arts should be practiced step by step, let's eat first."
Song Yu's eyes were sad.
Xie Nanshi thought for a while: "When the talisman power dissipates, I should be able to speak."
Song Yu kept a straight face for half an hour, and his facial muscles were stiff. After hearing these words, he tried to open his mouth, but for a while he couldn't make a sound. After adjusting for a while, he hurriedly complained: "You also said that the power of the magic dissipated, you
Did you forget something?"
Xie Nanshi drew the talisman for half an hour. At this time, his energy was exhausted and his spirit was extremely depressed. After hearing this, Xie Nanshi belatedly remembered the talisman he had posted on his back. He said sincerely
He apologized and reached out to tear off the charm.
Song Yu almost kept the posture of a horse and fell down suddenly. His knees could neither be straight nor bent, and whenever he moved, he felt pain like pinpricks. The muscles from his thighs to his buttocks were even more sore and unbearable. Song Yu did not feel depressed at all.
His screams finally allowed his knees to regain their proper flexibility. After that, he didn't get up, just hugging his legs and looking at the sky in confusion.
As a new century otaku, what on earth did he do wrong?!
If it is rare for him to make progress, will the world treat him like this? Then he should just lie down!
After Song Yu finally dragged his two nearly useless legs into the main hall and finished his separate bowl of vegetable porridge, Du Anchen, who had finished his meal at the same time, wiped his mouth gracefully: "There are still more than ten families left, we
Let’s finish today.”
Song Yu raised his head and looked at Du Anchen in disbelief: "Does the people you are talking about not include me?"
Hearing this, Du Anchen looked at Song Yu as if he were looking at a fool: "Sir, what do you think?"
Song Yu's eyes were dull: "I'm sorry, I can't feel my legs anymore. I may not be able to walk with you."
Jie Nanshi, who had been eating quietly, stretched out his hands when he heard this and pressed several acupuncture points on Song Yu's legs as fast as lightning.
"Ouch!" Song Yu jumped up in pain and let out a howl. His eyes widened for a moment: "You are committing murder!"
Xie Nanshi calmly retracted his hand: "It's okay now."
Song Yu subconsciously moved his legs and found that it did not affect his movements, but he still looked at Xie Nanshi with a sad face: "I think next time I can say something first before taking action?"
Xie Nanshi raised his eyes and looked at Song Yu. There seemed to be confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand why he spoke when he just moved his hands. But he still nodded and said: "Okay."
Song Yu looked at Du Anchen who was suppressing a smile, Jie Nanshi who looked confused, and Goudan who was immersed in eating, and let out a long sigh. Today is another day to miss Qiaoyi!
Just when Song Yu finished his last mouthful of porridge and resigned himself to his fate, Zheng Huishan suddenly rushed in from outside and knelt down in front of Song Yu: "Sir! Please save my grandson! Sir!"
Song Yu was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair. He felt that today's meal was really bad. He was sure that he would have indigestion after the meal! Um... I don't know if there is something similar to "indigestion" in the holographic game.
debuff.
Xie Nanshi had already put down his chopsticks and stood up: "I'll go take a look." The child is the host body of the evil god and has a special physique, so there must be no mistakes.
Song Yu also understood the urgency of the situation, and immediately helped Zheng Huishan up, muttering a series of complaints: "Look at you, you are already so old, why should you kneel down when you have nothing to do... Who is this idiot who designed it?"
PC? Even if the background of the game is ancient times, the designers are always modern people, right? Why is it so feudal?"
I don't know if it was Song Yu's illusion, but he always felt that Du Anchen glared at him when he stood up. Song Yu glanced at the girl's handsome back in confusion, and pulled Zheng Huishan to follow him, followed by Goudan who didn't know why and flapping his wings.
Yuan Fang landed on Goudan's head. "Please tell me clearly what happened to your grandson first?"
Zheng Huishan's rough and dry hands were grabbed by Song Yu, and his rickety body staggered forward. He almost fell down several times, but Song Yu held his arms hard to find the point of strength. Perhaps because of this, Zheng Huishan felt more truly
He felt that he had found his backbone. Tears welled up in his bloodshot and cloudy eyes: "Xiaoxi, he cried out in pain this morning!"
Zheng Huishan wiped away his tears and started from the beginning again intermittently: "Since yesterday, the black air in my creek has been light and sometimes heavy. Sometimes the expression is painful, and sometimes the face is ferocious. I wanted to look for you yesterday, but there was no one in the yamen.
"My lord is not here, so I have no choice. I think it will be over if I just endure it. But this morning, he started shouting in the stream. I really have no choice..."
Song Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this. After calculation, yesterday was exactly the time when he and Xie Nanshi confronted the Zhang Jin family in the Zhang family! As the worship of the evil god decreases, it is estimated that the evil god himself is getting weaker and weaker.
Now that he can cry out in pain, does it mean that Xiaoxi's sanity is back?!
He subconsciously looked at Xie Nanshi, the leader of the group. Although Xie Nanshi did not make any eye contact with him, he obviously heard Zheng Huishan's words, and his steps became a little faster, as if he had shrunk into an inch.
In a few steps, we were outside the wing, and we could hear howls inside through the door.
...This is a bit different from "crying out pain" in the understanding of ordinary people.
Song Yu's heart sank, but Xie Nanshi didn't hesitate and pushed the door straight in. On the bed, Zheng Xiaoxi was wrapped in a cocoon layered with spells, and his hands and feet were spread out on the bed in a regular manner.
But his back was completely arched, making his upper body almost suspended in the air. The talismans that should have been close to his body were blown away by the black air, making a hunting sound in the air, and were eroded to the point of being riddled with holes and fragile.
This is not a twisted posture that an individual can do.
Song Yu was only half a step late in understanding Nanshi. As soon as he reached the door, he bumped into Zheng Xiaoxi's head and swung it towards him with almost no excessive movement. The blood-red liquid flowing out of his eyes ignored gravity and flowed down his face.
And his lips seemed to have been forcibly pulled up, revealing an extremely weird smile.
The cult exorcism movies that Song Yu had seen before were just like this. Coupled with Zheng Xiaoxi’s talismans that were floating all over his body and almost couldn’t be attached, this is still a Chinese cult!