Retire from the human world

The sun was scorching hot, passers-by were either holding umbrellas or wearing hats to shade the sun, even civet cats got into their backpacks, only Shen Dong walked on the street with an expression of special enjoyment.

The sun is so good!It feels so good to be down to earth! !

What is the world of self-cultivation, the nether world, all the messy things are left behind, the bus with normal passengers is really kind, and the taxi with the driver is great!This is normal life! !

With quick eyes and quick hands, Shen Dong grabbed Du Heng's hand that was about to reach out, and was extremely vigilant: "What are you going to do?"

"...Are you going home?"

Du Heng had a fight with Zheng Changhou, and he only had time to find Zhan Yuan and rescue Shen Dong from the police station, and he didn't have time to go back to find his car.It makes sense to leave Shen Dong at the ruins, a sword will not be smashed to death, Taotie will not have the slightest interest in Shen Dong, and the red-eyed roaring Zheng Changhou is dangerous, of course he must be lured away .

"Don't move, I'll take a taxi!" Shen Dong felt that he wanted to put a fall into a trap and gain a wisdom into his action plan.

But on this hot day, there were not three or five people to be seen on the street, and many passengers who were waiting for the air-conditioned train on the platform couldn't stand it anymore, and they all waited for the empty train on the side of the street.Shen Dong walked about 500 meters and didn't see a car, so he touched his nose and was about to lament the life he didn't enjoy, when he was about to look for the bus stop sign——

"Chuck."

A taxi steadily slowed down and stopped beside Shen Dong.

The car window was rolled down, a middle-aged uncle stretched out his head, looked at Du Heng, then at Shen Dong, and grinned: "Do you want a car?"

so lucky?Shen Dong didn't believe it.

This taxi is the uniform dark green leather of the provincial capital. There is a light plate with the words "for rent" on the roof, and the words "Shunfa Company" are also written on the door. It is not a black car that is privately operated to make money.Shen Dong even looked at the license plate specially, it was normal, but if he thought it was strange, he would not take the car, it seemed unreasonable.

So he opened the car door and said bluntly:

"Yes, go to Xihe Bridge in the old town!"

Du Heng forcefully pulled Shen Dong back, then opened the rear door and stuffed him in.

"What are you doing?" Shen Dong was puzzled, and asked blankly, "I don't want to squeeze in the back seat with you!"

Du Heng didn't say a word, he opened the front door and sat in the passenger seat.

The driver smiled sullenly, and didn't know what he was laughing at. He reached out and slapped the empty car sign, and the red letters on the meter began to light up.

The taxis in the provincial capital uniformly have a metal frame welded between the front seat and the back seat. It is said that it is to protect the driver's life and reduce the occurrence of robbery with a knife. But now Shen Dong looks at Du Heng who is separated from him by a few iron railings. I feel weird.

This driving skill is not as good as Du Heng's. He has to wait for a long time when he encounters a red light, and he will come to a sudden stop every now and then.

The air conditioner in the taxi was so strong that even the civet cat crawled out of the backpack, and then pulled the zipper open with its paws, making the backpack mouth wide open——Shen Dong could tell what it was thinking at a glance, wasn't it just to change the air conditioner, etc. When you get out of the car, get in and enjoy the small air conditioner!Just like the habit of the neighbor's aunt, after turning off the air conditioner, the door and windows of the room were closed tightly, and people continued to be stuffy inside and refused to come out.

"What's the date today?" Shen Dong stayed in the training class and couldn't even count the days.

And the stomach is really hungry!

"Tomorrow is September. Brother, have you eaten? Do you want a takeaway phone?" The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile.

"Uh, no need." Shen Dong always felt that the driver was weird.

So the atmosphere was weird, no one said anything, and the rental community arrived soon.Shen Dong pulled the civet cat aside, ready to take out money from his backpack, but Du Heng threw a fifty to him first, and got out of the car without even asking for change.

What a prodigal!

Shen Dong thought contemptuously, so he stretched out his hand and took the change and receipt.The driver also enthusiastically gave a piece of advertising paper as a gift, and Shen Dong didn't refuse, regardless of the content of the leaflet, it would be good to go back and put the table on the table.

After getting out of the car, the heat wave was rolling in. Shen Dong shook his clothes uncomfortably, and suddenly saw the driver poking his head out: "Director Du, when will Shanhai.com open again?"

Du Heng shook his head coldly.

"This is really a troubled time." The driver muttered, and then said to Shen Dong with a smile, "Hey, it's fate to meet on the road, I'll introduce you to a friend sometime—"

The taxi was immediately stopped by two white-collar beauties carrying big bags, and sped away.

Shen Dong slowly turned his neck and looked at Du Heng: "Who is that?"

"A sword cultivator."

"What?" Shen Dong almost bit his own tongue.

Looking at the back of the taxi leaving in the dust—well, it was the shadow of the dust flying away at the crossroads, Shen Dong almost wanted to ask, is it because the economy in the cultivation world was in a great depression, and even Jianxiu had to come out to drive a taxi? make money?The charge is still RMB!

"Where's his...his sword?"

"Of course it's on me."

"Why didn't I see it?" Shen Dong tried his best to recall, and confirmed that it was a middle-aged uncle dressed in ordinary clothes, the kind of appearance that he couldn't find on the road, the waist and the driver's seat were empty, and there was nothing.

"In the dantian, of course you can't see it."

Shen Dong was hungry and hot, so he rushed into a fast food restaurant in front of the community street without even finishing his sentence, ordered a large portion of beef noodles, lay down on the seat, and waited for the noodles to be served while blowing the air-conditioner. Rubbing each other to flatten the burrs, they were startled suddenly, and looked up at Du Heng: "What did you just say, in the dantian?"

It's not the dantian he thought of! !There must be a magic weapon called Dantian, that's right!

Du Heng's expression was obviously not what Shen Dong wanted to see.

"Where's the dantian?" Shen Dong felt that his head was smoking, and asked word by word through gritted teeth with a flushed face.At this moment, how he wished that he had never read those martial arts novels!

The fast food restaurant is not high-grade, just a steamed stuffed bun noodle shop operated by a chain in the same city. The table is very narrow, barely enough for two adults to eat on it. The chairs are connected to the table, all of which are made of plastic.

Du Heng stretched out his hand without hesitation, and pressed it precisely on Shen Dong's lower abdomen from under the table.

If Shen Dong's broken cell phone still had power, and he could check it online, he would definitely regret asking this question - lower dantian, three inches below the navel, where do you think it is close to?

Shen Dong's whole body is not well! !

"There are three places in the dantian, besides here, there are..." Du Heng drew his hand nonchalantly, touched Shen Dong's chest across the table, and after a light press, moved up again to stay between the eyebrows.

Shen Dong straightened his eyes and looked at Du Heng stiffly.

The slender fingers felt slightly cool to the touch, and the inadvertent warmth from between the fingers made him unable to move at all.It seems that there is a familiar feeling welling up, and it is so miraculous that even the hunger has been reduced a lot.

Du Heng was also a little puzzled.

The aura flowed uncontrollably from his fingers to Shen Dong, could it be that he was really so hungry?Lack of aura to such an extent?So he didn't withdraw his finger immediately.

You said that the two men maintain this posture in public...

This is to practice one-finger Zen?Or a wooden man?

The waiters who brought the beef noodles all looked at you squinting like lightning, okay?

The aroma made Shen Dong regain consciousness in an instant, he shook his chopsticks in his hand, and tilted his head back to avoid it—the finger that was staring at Du Heng stupidly for too long just now almost turned into cross-eyed, now he is dizzy and can only close his eyes quickly superior.

I wonder why I am not hungry now?

Shen Dong opened his eyes again, looking at the steaming beef noodles, almost burst into tears.

The stimulation he received just now is definitely not only physically (hey) but also mentally!Although the dantian thing is often seen in martial arts novels, even if it is a radio commentary by Mr. Shan, there will often be such a sentence "the qi sinks and the dantian shouts loudly", so there is no doubt that it is in the body, but no one told him that the dantian is still there. So close to such an awkward position! !

Shen Dong took a deep breath, the aroma of beef noodles filled his nostrils.

After finally suppressing the faint restlessness, he almost wanted to cry, but nothing happened!That is to say, the lower abdomen was touched, and there was no five seconds, and the key point was not touched... This is too embarrassing!

Shen Dong decided to remain silent and bury his head in eating noodles.

Not hungry and not being able to eat are two different concepts, even if there is no burning feeling in the stomach, but with Shen Dong's appetite, it is absolutely no problem to reimburse this big bowl of noodles.

Shen Dong happily swiped at his chopsticks, tried his best to pretend that he didn't hear the whispers of the guests at the next table and the waiter, and ate two-thirds of the noodles in the bowl, taking advantage of the ambiguity of the meal. Without looking up, he asked, "Me too?"

"Huh?" Du Heng didn't hear clearly, but he didn't realize what Shen Dong was saying for a while.

With a "snap", Shen Dong broke the convenient chopsticks in his hand.

He hurriedly fished half of the wood out of the noodle bowl, and asked in a low voice out of breath:

"I mean, your... I..."

After thinking for a long time without finding a suitable word, Shen Dong threw his chopsticks on the table anxiously, and asked decisively angrily, "Where did I live?"

Everyone in the fast food restaurant was startled and looked at Shen Dong inexplicably.

Du Heng didn't look sideways, he didn't care what the people around him were whispering, he stretched out his hand, and tapped his forehead lightly.

According to the aesthetics of normal people, this kind of mature and gentle man is definitely a rare commodity. Usually, Du Heng's breath is restrained, and he can't find the sharp oppression of a master at all.A very simple and casual movement by him to sit down has a distinctive charm that almost makes everyone look sideways.

It makes people feel that they are not staying in a cheap fast food restaurant, but maybe in a Hong Kong and Taiwan idol drama, or in a high-end western food club.

Shen Dong's gaze simply followed Du Heng's right hand.

He punched himself on the forehead, and continued to ask with a strange expression: "It's really there?"

Forgive his mortal logic for not being able to understand how a sword can be inserted between the eyebrows? !

"Aura gathers at the Tanzhong acupoint on the chest, and the soul comes out from the Niwan Palace on the upper dantian. The sword is here as well as the Nascent Soul, which can be seen through internal vision." Du Heng's voice was not low, but only Shen Dong could hear it.

This kind of common sense belongs to the realm of self-cultivation skills, and the training class will not talk about it, because most of the people who go to the Jianmu training class are demons and ghosts, and the way of practice is completely different from this.So Du Heng thought for a while, and said directly: "Generally, even a sword repairer will not take out the sword casually."

"..." Human and sword united?

Shen Dong wanted to fall directly into the noodle bowl!

——Compared to this, the news that the sword cultivator holds the sword all day is no pressure! !

It's as if he knew that he was not a human being at first, but finally calmed down and realized that he was not even a "creature"!The lower limit of the truth is always one size larger than his tolerance!

Shen Dong finished pulling the noodles with the half-crippled chopsticks, then walked out of the shop listlessly.

There seemed to be something in the pocket, ah yes, it was the advertising leaflet stuffed by the taxi driver.I hope it's not a zombie restaurant, after all, the driver said in the car that he would introduce him to a takeaway phone.

The first line reads, "Are you still worried about the lack of power of your magic weapon? Are you still dazzled by the combination of the Mohist sect and Tianyanmen's magic weapon materials?"

Shen Dong shook the whole piece of paper away with a clatter, and all kinds of glittering stones were impressively printed on it.He almost thought it was selling gems, no, selling crystals.

But a series of traditional characters directly knocked him out——Phoenix Stone, special price of 300 million, which increases the power of the fire attribute magic weapon... Chaos Orb, only one in stock, and the price of jumping wood is the lowest in the world of cultivation, 900 million, which can be neutralized Seven kinds of spiritual stones with different attributes, the necessary raw materials for high-level magic weapons... Millennium stalactites, only sold for 70, don't you want to give your weapons a set of skin care products?

The corner of Shen Dong's mouth twitched as he looked at the bold font at the bottom of the advertising paper.

"What are you waiting for, if you want to become a fairy, treat your magic weapon better!"

Shen Dong could only silently gather up the advertisement and throw it into the roadside trash can.