The king of kings gritted his teeth and went back to school, vowing that after the high school entrance examination was over, he would come here to have fun for three days and three nights without sleeping.
When Xu Zhi went home, junior high school students did not have to study late at night. They could do whatever they wanted, and they were very free.
Uncle Wang, Grandma Zhao, Uncle Ping, and Uncle Wu, a group of elderly special agents, have come to the square to fight again. They are very energetic every day.
Xu Zhi bought a pound of beef at the market, stewed it with some common herbs, and it was the best food. During his long period of health, Xu Zhi did not owe himself anything. He set up the stove, and after a simple operation, the slightest fragrance came out.
The old man was usually frugal and had no extra expenses, so he left a lot of money.
Under the bed, the big iron rod lay there quietly. Next to it was the old man's past practice essence, covered with a book cover, the first volume of ancient sages' texts.
The old man said that if he doesn't practice cultivation before the age of fifteen, he will not practice. Xu Zhi has no good opinion of violence. In his mind, he is still a person who came from peaceful times. If he can avoid causing trouble, he will never cause trouble.
If possible, he would be interested in practicing the Turtle Star Jue like that of King of Kings to extend his life. The effect is quite good, isn't it?
It’s not easy to ask about kung fu passed down from family to family, as sects and families have strong opinions. According to Xu Zhi’s understanding, this seems to involve intellectual property rights and so on, which is quite troublesome.
The old man died too early, he was only over 60 years old. His old friends were all in great shape every day in the square. If Xu Zhi could live longer for twenty years, Xu Zhi would be able to fulfill his filial piety.
Thinking of the pity, Xu Zhi placed bowls and chopsticks next to the old man's portrait, put a few pieces of meat on it, and lit some incense.
Classmates
"I just ran 10,000 meters. I need to eat more tonight." Cui Gang looked proud.
"Brother was so awesome just now. I was tired after running five thousand meters."
Fan Yuhua hurriedly picked up the stairs, her eyes filled with stars to show her admiration.
"Just now, I just did it. I just practiced basic punching. The punching power is 98 kilograms, and the maximum is 102 kilograms."
Chen Qi shook his sore arms and typed a line of text on his mobile phone. This data was quite good. He was at the A-level level and a strong man in the class.
"Chen Qi, why are you showing off your sense of superiority? If you didn't notice the young couple showing off their affection, why are you acting like a big lightbulb?"
Zhao FAW successfully broke into the chat and tricked Chen Qi by the way.
"Perhaps Brother Qi has a bit of a crush on Yuhua, / pursed lips and snickered expression." Li Shanshan typed silently.
Zhao Faqi instantly sneered and replied, "I do know that you have something against Brother Qi."
“I’ll give you two lumps, /cow shit expression,/cow shit expression.”
Li Shanshan, whose little truth was revealed, looked unhappy. Isn't it good to have a private conversation about this kind of topic? I guess everyone knows about it now. It's so embarrassing. I'm so embarrassed. Ah, ah, I
Do you want to see anyone again? It's too shameful.
"It's so disgusting. It's just like you that Brother Qi doesn't like you."
Zhao Faqi and Li Shanshan were having sex with each other. Cui Gang and Fan Yuhua, who started the chat, had disappeared and the content of the chat could no longer be seen.
…
After a while of wrangling, Xu Zhi was so happy to see that this little hazy love in junior high school actually had a bit of sour vinegar. He liked this feeling of youth, although he was not usually very into it.
It’s a group, but it’s fun to see such a bunch of younger brothers and sisters noisy.
Life must have some spice, so he silently sent the /firecrackers emoticon to a few people chatting in the group, gloating about his misfortune.
Closing the phone, Xu Zhi began to think about his nightmare. The skilled skills in reality could actually enter the dream, and then a group of green light appeared on his head. Could this thing be brought out of the dream again?
He took the mirror and looked at his head specifically. He couldn't find the green light. He didn't know when it disappeared.
Well, it’s best not to have it. It’s really painful to have that thing hanging over the top of his head like a cloud. He’s not Sakyamuni, so he doesn’t need to turn on the light effect on his head. By the way, there is no Buddhism in Dongyue Kingdom, so where can it come from?
of Sakyamuni.
Originally, Xu Zhi wanted to verify the effect of the green light, but now that it has disappeared, naturally he cannot conduct research. Moreover, it seems that there is nothing special about the green light for so long today. Xu Zhi carefully recalled everything that happened today.
, I didn’t feel anything special.
Of course, the fact that he did not vomit blood and is now better cannot be regarded as a special situation. His original health was excellent.
Since the skills in reality can be brought into nightmares, Xu Zhi is a little careful to study the essence of cultivation left by the old man. If martial arts has any effect, he will at least have more strength to protect himself when entering nightmares.
"It's just too late to improvise."
Xu Zhi thought dullly, and he obeyed the old man's words very much. He didn't study those things before entering high school. If he said he didn't want to practice, he wouldn't practice.
Sleeping is still a must. It's almost eleven o'clock, and it makes no sense not to sleep anymore. Xu Zhi thought for a while and put a kitchen knife in his hand. Maybe twisting this thing will be useful, but if he is not honest when sleeping,
After tossing and turning, when the time comes, my head is cut off. Wouldn’t that be an unjust death?
Xu Zhi threw the kitchen knife back on the chopping board, lay down under the bed, turned it over, and took out two more stone balls. These were the old man's favorite stone balls that he used to like to pinch, saying that he could move his knuckles, but in fact they were just iron balls.
There are also those called fitness balls, and some people like to play with walnuts. The two stone balls left by the old man are quite heavy. Xu Zhi feels they are no different from iron balls. There is no risk in this. There is one in each hand for the left and right hands. He can hold it while sleeping.
See if it has any effect. There should be no risk if you put two balls next to you. There will be no problem if you crush or are crushed.
If these two stone pills can form something and bring it into the dream, next time he will go to Uncle Wang to borrow a sword to protect his lower body. It would also be good to get a leather sheath for the kitchen knife. Arm yourself fully to see what kind of ghosts you encounter in the dream.
Yes, he could be hit to death with a stone pellet, chopped to death with a knife, or stabbed to death with a sword. If he couldn't slash someone while dreaming, Xu Zhi thought about it, then he was weak enough.
"one"
"two"
"three"
"sleep"
Xu Zhi closed his eyes, lay straight on the bed, and rolled over several times.
Unable to sleep, Xu Zhi stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering if this was going to happen. He was mentally prepared to kill everyone in his dream, but he couldn't fall asleep.
Count the sheep!
a sheep,
two sheep,
three sheep,
four sheep,
…
Five hundred and thirty-two sheep…
Xu Zhi couldn't count any more. If he kept counting like this, he would probably have a bunch of sheep flying around in his dream at night, and why would he become more and more energetic as he counted?
Do you want to be so focused?
"Do you know any techniques that can make people fall asleep quickly?"
Xu Zhi typed a line of words into the class group, then stopped after thinking about it, and started searching directly in Qiandu.
"Iron Head Skill"
"Tongtou Gong"
"Wood Skill"
What the hell are they talking about? Xu Zhi pursed his lips. He even got curious and went in to take a look. All he found was that he hit his head with something and fell asleep quickly.
Kung Fu and all that, it’s so unreliable, no one has researched and developed Kung Fu to fall asleep, really.
Xu Zhi clicked his tongue twice, feeling that his future martial arts research seemed to be able to develop in this direction. This would be a supreme merit that could save thousands of people with insomnia.
I was thinking about some unreliable things in my mind, and I was worried about the gains and losses, thinking that I had already fallen into a dream once yesterday, and I might not have that kind of nightmare again today. After thinking about it over and over, I actually fell asleep.
The nightmare is coming.
Uncle Xu was already ready. He screamed and held the round stone pellet in his hand.
In front of his eyes, there was a lot of darkness. Xu Zhi only waited for some light. If he saw any monster, he would kill it with a stone pill.
He was knitting a cuckold, and while thinking about it, he even touched his head, and the hat-like braid was firmly fastened on his head.
A glimmer of light came through, and the dark dream became bright for the first time.