Chapter 143 Thunder? No, that is the call of the witch... (two updates!)
A certain civil aviation
Ji Shuan took a nap for a while.
But somehow, my heart palpitated, and I woke up again.
He looked at the sky outside and yawned.
I stayed in the mountains for too long yesterday, and it was already late at night when I returned to the hotel.
Fall asleep?
What's the difference between this and a serious person who sees a girl who is in love and has booked a room, but then goes to fight the landlord?
Ji Shuan naturally couldn't help but try to practice the newly acquired mysterious skills.
Then, he almost fainted...
Only then did Ji Shuan realize.
Although he has great luck, he can practice Xuanfa directly without having to read Taoist canons and classics thoroughly.
But this does not mean that spiritual practice is something that can be done hastily.
In particular, his method of practice is the supreme tempering of the spirit.
In itself, it was almost equivalent to staying up all night, practicing forcefully when the energy was low. It was a blessing that nothing happened.
After all this tossing, Ji Shuan had no energy left.
As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.
Then the next morning, as soon as Ji Shuan got up, he tried practicing again.
It was a success this time...
But being too greedy made him practice excessively.
As a result, he turned into a depressed look again...
tnd, no systematic guidance will kill people!
Ji Shuan was full of resentment.
Fortunately, in this regard, he has a group of enthusiastic guys who can discuss it.
Ji Shuan turned his head and looked at the group of friends scattered around.
After this encounter, everyone has become familiar with each other a lot.
And the shared secret of colorful mushrooms makes everyone's relationship develop by leaps and bounds.
This is a group of people who uphold the same or similar ideas and dreams. Before there are any huge disputes over interests, everyone still gets along quite harmoniously.
After all, although we have only met a few times in real life, we have been chatting in the group for a long time.
At this moment, Ji Shuan discovered that Wu Kui next to him had also put down his blindfold.
She clutched her chest and looked at... the window next to Ji Shuan, her expression seemed a little painful.
Ji Shuan was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to hand her the bag, but was rejected.
"Did you hear something?"
Wu Kui suddenly asked.
Ji Shuan was instantly alert. He quickly suppressed some of his reverie, and then carefully understood the surrounding situation.
After a long time, Ji Shuan shook his head.
He could only vaguely hear the thunder below.
But he trusted Wu Kui and knew that she had a purpose.
At this moment, the plane was at high altitude, and Ji Shuan couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
Damn it, nothing is going to happen!
Could it be a disaster?
Do you want to bury these thieves who stole the mysterious magic?
Ji Shuan's thoughts were racing, but he suppressed his panic.
What's the use of panicking? See what's going on.
At worst, try to get a survival rate of a few ten thousandths!
As soon as he thought about this, Ji Shu'an felt all the panic in his heart disappear.
The seemingly non-existent warmth in his body turned out to be much stronger.
"It's a witch..."
At this time, Wu Kui, who had been looking out the window intently, said slowly.
It stands to reason that Ji Shuan would not think of the uncommon "witch" that exists more in various folklore legends at the first time.
But when Wu Kui said this.
In Ji Shu'an's mind, some kind of tyrannical image of fighting against heaven and earth suddenly emerged.
Even the treacherous witchcraft that is better known to the world and plays on evil villains has not stopped even a little bit.
Subconsciously, Ji Shuan felt that Wu Kui was not talking about that kind of witch.
"How far is it from Liucheng..."
As if thinking of something, Wu Kui took out her cell phone.
Because she liked to travel before, she downloaded an offline map package.
After entering the name of Liucheng, Wu Kui looked at the hundreds of kilometers of travel and fell into deep thought.
Then, she began to gradually zoom in on the map on her phone.
The next moment, Wu Kui's pupils suddenly shrank.
She saw a rather dazzling word.
That place is called Wushan...
For a long time, Ji Shuan watched Wu Kui sit upright:
"I'm afraid I have to go somewhere else."
She looked at Ji Shuan and said.
"Can I come along?"
"The two of them also take care of each other..."
Ji Shuan said subconsciously.
Then, he thought for a moment and added.
Sure enough, no matter how rich your theoretical knowledge is, you will still feel embarrassed when facing the chosen boss...
Ji Shuan complained silently in his heart.
"Well..."
Wu Kui hesitated:
"It's better not to use it."
"After all, your surname is not Wu..."
Wu Kui looked at the bright sky outside and did not explain why.
She vaguely saw thunder and lightning flashing in the thick dark clouds below.
There is Wushan, it is raining heavily...
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Liucheng
"Here are four bowls of noodles, please ask for different sizes!"
Yi Xia sat in front of the breakfast stall, all wet.
Messy hair is full of natural and carefree art.
The familiar boss next to him saw him, wiped his hands on his apron, and found a clean towel for Yi Xia.
"Where did you go to play? It's like this, and there's no weather forecast saying there will be rain in Liucheng."
The boss brought the steaming jaggery code that had been prepared first to Yi Xia, and then asked curiously.
"I went to Wushan to pay homage to Bo Pier and asked for a title."
"It's raining heavily over there, and it's so watery that it's not a good place to cook."
"It's better to come back and have a few bowls of noodles to be happy."
Yi Xia said with a smile while twirling her fans.
"Look, the idle talk after reading the book is like telling a story."
"You idiot, you don't even do your homework! All you do is talk on your cell phone every day!"
The boss added an egg to Yi Xia's bowl, which was considered a VIP benefit for regular customers.
Then he turned around and roared angrily at his fat son who was holding a cell phone inside.
The little fat man curled his lips, put down his cell phone helplessly, gritted his teeth and started doing his homework.
Yi Xia continued to sip rice noodles leisurely and quietly watched the pedestrians passing by outside.
At different times, looking at such scenery, my mood is very different.
Normally, I tend to look at big white legs and short skirts, and my youth is flying freely.
Now, if you look at it in a general way, you will be surrounded by the crowd.
But I can calm down even more and see the characters beyond the glamor and darkness.
There are middle-aged workers who are silent and carrying tools, and there are sanitation workers who seem to be alienated from the crowd, wearing masks and quietly sweeping away dust.
There are aunts carrying food baskets with eyebrows flying, and there are also students passing by calmly with books.
Yi Xia looked at it with relish, as if he were looking at his former self.
He had been one of them.
And now, he still is.
But you can choose not to.
The extraordinary beauty does not lie in 2>1.
Rather: he is free to choose 1 or 2...
After Yi Xia finished talking, she got up and walked towards the basement.
He ran all the way without even a moment's sleep.
Although I have no close friends to share my joy with.
But there are still people who can speak two or three words under the fist.
Yi Xia stretched his muscles, and it was time for the trial leader to try the authentic "martial arts" of Wu Jin.
He would be quite happy to think about it...(End of Chapter)