Qin Yu was also furious. Since you don't want to come to me, then I want to see how much literary energy these children can absorb.
Qin Yu continued to beat the drum, and with each beat, a ball of Wen Qi fell down and entered the children's bodies. After eight balls of Wen Qi entered the children's bodies, these children were also saturated, and their whole bodies exuded a weak
Qingguang, other literary styles can no longer enter.
"Let's see where you go this time." Seeing that these literary qualities could no longer enter the child's body, Qin Yu chuckled. He wanted to see where they could go.
But obviously, Qin Yu underestimated the resistance of these literary spirits to him. After being unable to enter the child's body, these literary spirits actually began to float towards the crowd.
"Damn, are you guys so annoying?" Seeing the trend of Wen Qi floating around, Qin Yu cursed in his heart, but he couldn't let Wen Qi just drift into the crowd. With the number of people at the scene, if these Wen Qi were
If it really floats into the crowd, then it will be all in vain.
Qin Yu would never allow this situation to happen. He immediately changed from playing the drum with both hands to playing the drum with one hand, while the other hand quickly made a hand seal, drew a circle with his feet on the ground, and shouted softly: "Give it to me
Sleepy."
As soon as the word trapped was spoken, an invisible wall of energy appeared in front of the crowd, blocking the movement direction of Wen Qi and preventing Wen Qi from moving towards the crowd.
The Wenqi above the Gongyuan finally began to drift in the direction of Qin Yu after several attempts without success.
"Suck it for me."
Seeing the Wen Qi floating in, Qin Yu beat the drum with both hands again. These Wen Qi were like soldiers getting the slogan of charge, rushing towards Qin Yu crazily, one wisp, one group, one piece, and finally, the Wen Qi above the Gongyuan,
The overwhelming force swept toward Qin Yu.
"This is the rhythm of trying to hold your friend to death since you can't escape."
Qin Yu looked at the fierce literary energy and raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of ridicule. The pores in his body opened directly and he used all the power of his body to absorb the sweeping literary energy.
When a ray of literary energy entered Qin Yu's body, it was wrapped up by the power of thought in Qin Yu's body, and then digested in an instant. No matter how much literary energy came in, he could not escape this fate.
If someone could see the Wen Qi at this time, they could see the overwhelming scale of the Wen Qi above the Gongyuan, just like the scene when a tornado arrives, which is extremely terrifying.
And Qin Yu is the one who is in the whirlpool of the tornado. No matter how terrifying the tornado is, he remains motionless. The drum sticks beating the big drum still have a clear and powerful rhythm.
A quarter of an hour later, Qin Yu's expression suddenly became strange. He realized that he was really unlucky this time. The literary energy in Gongyuan was so terrifying. He had absorbed all the literary energy in the sky, but in an instant he
They appeared overwhelmingly again, no one knew where they came from, and rushed towards him again.
"Am I going to run away?" Qin Yu suddenly thought of that sentence. Sometimes, too much happiness comes at once, which is not a good thing. He is in such a situation now. A quarter of an hour of literary energy enters the body.
, Qin Yu found that the mental power in his body had doubled, but it was also close to saturation, and it was impossible to absorb any more transformational energy.
"Eaaah!"
Just when Qin Yu was thinking about how to face this problem, Zhui Ying, who had recovered from his injuries at the master's banquet, suddenly heard a weak babbling sound in Qin Yu's mind.
"Zui Ying, are you awake?" Hearing Zhui Ying's voice, Qin Yu's expression was startled, with a happy look on his face, "You're okay."
"Eaa~Eaa...Ea"
"You mean to let you absorb Wen Qi?" Qin Yu understood what Zhui Ying meant. Zhui Ying asked him to send Wen Qi into his body. This Wen Qi can help him recover from his injuries.
After understanding the meaning of chasing shadows, Qin Yu once again opened his pores and frantically absorbed the sweeping literary energy. However, this time, he no longer used his mind to digest the literary energy, but pushed the literary energy to the palm of his hand.
There, where Zhuiying lives, it is as if a large water pump is running at this moment. The Wen Qi is being sucked in crazily, and it is like a bottomless pit. It has been absorbed for more than half an hour, but there is no fullness.
signs.
Qin Yu took the time to look at the situation in front of him. The opening point was almost over. Once it was over, he could no longer beat the drum, otherwise it would attract others' attention and interfere with him.
But Qin Yu didn't dare to stop, because he didn't know how much literary energy Zhui Ying would need to repair his injuries. As long as Zhui Ying continued, he couldn't stop.
Qin Yu raised his head and glanced above. The Wen Qi above the Gongyuan was still very terrifying. Every time it lost a certain amount, it was replenished from nowhere. It was almost inexhaustible.
"Eaaah!"
Fortunately, at the moment before the end of the writing, Zhuiying's long-lost voice finally sounded, full of power again, which meant that Zhuiying's injuries had recovered.
"Siqi, I'll wait for you outside the Confucius Temple." After seeing that all the children had lit cinnabar, Qin Yu directly dropped the drum stick, and then quickly looked at Li Siqi and the female teacher with their mouths open.
He ran towards the outside of the Confucius Temple, his speed was so fast that it could be said to be Scud, and he disappeared without a trace in a few blinks of an eye.
"Qiqi, your friend..." The corner of the female teacher's mouth twitched twice, and she looked at her idol with a strange look. Qiqi, is what fans like them call Li Siqi.
"My friend may be in a hurry, so I'll leave first." After a brief moment of surprise, Li Siqi smiled awkwardly at the female teacher, and quickly followed Qin Yu's footsteps and left the Confucius Temple.
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"It's so dangerous. He runs really fast."
After running to the square of Confucius Temple again, Qin Yu looked at Wen Qi retreating behind him and patted his chest with some guilt. Wen Qi chased him all the way and did not retreat unwillingly until he reached the square.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" When Qin Yu let out a sigh of relief, Zhuiying also shouted happily.
"To sum it up, we both got benefits this time. It seems that if we have the opportunity in the future, we should really thank Saint Kong. I just don't know if these literary qualities will be returned the next time I come to this Confucius Temple.
He knows us two, and he will continue to pursue us."
"Eaaah!"
"No, we have to leave some for others. If all the literary energy is sucked away, then Saint Kong will be so angry that he will resurrect from the statue and cause trouble for us."
Qin Yu rolled his eyes when he heard that Zhui Ying wanted to continue to absorb literary energy next time. Although Sage Kong had been dead for many years, as a literary sage, he was respected by scholars all over the world. Qin Yu didn't think that Sage Kong was really like this.
After leaving, take those gods and Buddhas as an example, aren’t they also able to survive forever because of the incense they received from the world?
As for Saint Kong's belief in incense, he is not inferior to those gods and Buddhas at all. Qin Yu would not dare to bet. If Saint Kong is really not dead, or because his faith exists in the world in a special way, he knows that he will defeat him.
The idea may come up and crush him to death with one finger.
"Mr. Qin!"
While Qin Yu was talking to Zhuiying, Li Siqi's voice came from the front. Qin Yu looked along the sound and saw that Li Siqi was panting and running towards this side.
"Mr. Qin, what are you doing?" Li Siqi ran to Qin Yu. Her breathing had not yet stabilized, and the windbreaker was still heaving violently, which was quite spectacular.
"I just had something to do, so I have to leave first. There is nothing to do now. Let's go." Qin Yu smiled. Naturally, he would not tell Li Siqi about Wenqi. The less people know about it, the better. Moreover, even if
If you really tell the truth, whether others believe it or not is still the same thing.
"Oh." Li Siqi responded obediently and did not ask Qin Yu any more. This was the cleverness of Li Siqi. She knew very well that Mr. Qin must be hiding something from her, but since Mr. Qin didn't want to tell her,
If she continues to ask questions, it will only make Mr. Qin disgusted.
After passing the incident at Confucius Temple, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Qin Yu looked at the time and said to Li Siqi: "Miss Siqi, I have a dinner party tonight, why don't we separate here."
"Mr. Qin has a dinner party tonight." A look of disappointment appeared on Li Siqi's face, but she still nodded, "Okay, let me take Mr. Qin to the car."
"No need to bother, I can just hail a taxi." Qin Yu refused with a smile.
However, just when Qin Yu was about to separate from Li Siqi, not far from the square, Zhang Ziyun and a man were secretly looking this way.
The man nodded towards Zhang Ziyun, then patted Zhang Ziyun on the shoulder, and waved to several strong men not far away, who began to walk towards Qin Yu.
One of these strong men was holding a remote-controlled airplane in his hand. When he was about to approach Qin Yu and Li Siqi, he suddenly let go of the car and pressed the remote control button. The airplane flew directly towards Li Siqi's head.
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"careful."
Qin Yu had just separated from Li Siqi when he heard the roar behind him. When he turned around, he saw the plane only one meter away from Li Siqi and hurriedly shouted to Li Siqi.
At the same time, Qin Yu's hands did not stop. He took out something from his arms and without looking at it, he threw it directly towards the plane. He missed the plane before it hit Li Siqi.
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