The seeds of crossing

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Mi Shuai picked up the fishbone slowly, and placed the fishbone on the side one by one, while tilting his head and seriously thinking about this possibility.

Yuan Xiaoan snickered inwardly: He's also a foodie.

It wasn't until Mi Shuai took care of all the fish that he lazily licked his fingers, and squinted at Yuan Xiao'an arrogantly: "What words do I teach you?"

Yuan Xiaoan was shocked, and quickly took out the ancient book in his arms and handed it over. Mi Shuai took a closer look and raised his eyebrows: "What, old ghost? Did you really find it?"

Only then did he take a closer look at the boy in front of him:

This young man is wearing a light gray cotton straight suit, the hem of which will hang on the upper of the shoe, it is a little loose, and his figure is thin and weak.

Her hair was tied with a gray headband, revealing a fair and clean oval face, curved eyebrows, and a pair of red phoenix eyes that are clear and bright, but there is always an indelible sadness in the joy.The nose is hanging, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the lips are pale. One can tell that they have been suffering from illnesses all year round.

"You kid...it's hard for the old ghost to find you."

Mi Shuai casually picked up a strand of black hair, and stroked it gently: "Since the old ghost brought you here, it means that the seeds have germinated. However, germinated may not necessarily bear fruit. I think you will have a hard time." Mi Shuai flirts her temples charmingly and turns around, with ink-colored ripples: "Come with me."

Yuan Xiaoan quickly turned the wheelchair and followed.

The inner room is not as shabby as imagined, on the contrary, it is very warm and cozy, and you can see small couch cushions, teapots and dried fish everywhere.

It really is a cat, Yuan Xiaoan sighed secretly.

Mi Shuai took out a small red bottle from his closet, poured out a pill, and handed it to Yuan Xiaoan.

"Neng, eat it."

Yuan Xiaoan put it into his mouth as he said, his eyes widened for a moment, and he felt a strong fishy smell spreading from his mouth.He swallowed hard and swallowed the pill.

"How is it? Do you think the altar is much clearer?" Mi Shuai brushed his hair.

Yuan Xiaoan nodded silently.Simply can not stop……

"Then take out that book and read it now."

Yuan Xiao'an was slightly surprised, and took out the ancient book to look again: "This is it!"

The words are still the same, but their meanings are already clearly reflected in my mind.

"This pill can help you recognize any language you don't know. Originally, I didn't give it to anyone casually. I just saw that your fish is doing well. It doesn't hurt to give you one." But Mi Shuai said lazily Lie down on the couch next to him, propping his head on his hands: "That doesn't mean you can learn this book thoroughly." He yawned big: "I'm going to sleep, you go find the old ghost."

As he spoke, he turned over and said no more.

Yuan Xiaoan didn't dare to disturb him anymore, and retreated gently.

The light in the west wing was on, Yuan Xiaoan slid in, and Uncle Wang fell asleep with his head covered on the couch in the outer room.

Yuan Xiao felt relieved, although Wang Bo was sometimes confused and sometimes irritable, but he really cared about him.He entered the room silently, and used the water in the original basin to clean himself up briefly.

After everything was sorted out, he took out the flowerpot from the suitcase and put it beside the bed, and took out a usual medicine bottle, and put himself on the bed with difficulty, only then did he feel the burning pain on his buttocks.

He smeared some ointment on his hands, turned his hands behind his back and tentatively applied it to the wound, he had to take care of it quickly, if the bed sore was serious, it would be difficult to treat.

The next day I still couldn't get out of bed.

Uncle Wang slapped Yuan Xiaoan, who was about to fall asleep in the early hours of the morning, on his ass, and the result can be imagined.

Mi Shuai said coolly: "You have to get used to it, he has always been so ineffective." Then he left gracefully.

Uncle Wang jumped: "Why didn't you tell me earlier when you were hurt?"

Yuan Xiaoan was very helpless.

Unable to get out of bed for a while, he could only lean on the bed and read the ancient book.

The book introduces a method of cultivating one's own spiritual power.It is said that "everything has a spirit, but the difference in spiritual power depends on the root of the spirit".It should be the so-called talent.Possess the foundation of spiritual roots, and tap your potential spiritual power by practicing the mental methods described in this book, but the book does not describe the level of practice like the usual "cheats", it only says that "those who are superficial can strengthen their bodies and bones, The master is beyond words."

With nothing else to do, Yuan Xiao'an started to practice according to the mental method in the book.

Years of living in a wheelchair made it easy for Yuan Xiaoan to concentrate on nothing else, so this practice, he did not gradually wake up from the state of trance until the moon was in the sky.

"Drink!" Yuan Xiaoan, who had just opened his eyes, leaned back in fright.

Mi Shuai was squatting beside Yuan Xiaoan's bed, staring at him with a gloomy face, and now there was a gloomy light in his once charming peach blossom eyes.

"Mi Shuai, what's the matter?" Yuan Xiaoan nodded and saluted.

"When will you cook today's fish?"

"Uh..." Yuan Xiaoan rubbed his butt, and it was already a little better.

"I'm going now." He leaned forward and wanted to get up.

"Wait." Mi Shuai raised his hand suddenly: "Show me this."

Yuan Xiaoan took a closer look, and saw a roll of white cloth in Mi Shuai's hands, with a few steel needles embedded in the cloth.

Yuan Xiaoan took it, the steel needle was similar to modern sewing needles, one end was sharp, Yuan Xiaoan touched it with his hand, the surface was very smooth.

"This is?"

"Use the method described in this book, try it."

Want to test my qualifications?

Yuan Xiaoan nodded.He took out a needle according to the words, and tried to use the method in the mind to calm down and concentrate his energy on the two fingers pinching the needle:

"drink!"

The steel needle flew towards the nearby pillar with a whoosh.

"Dili", simply fell to the ground.

Quiet.

very quiet.

The candle beside the bed burst into flames.

Yuan Xiao'an withdrew his hand in embarrassment: "Mi Shuai, let me cook fish for you first."

Mi Shuai stared at the pillar that did not leave any trace, with disgust on his face: "Too bad! Too bad qualifications!"

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5th

Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and Yuan Xiaoan repeated the cycle of reading, cooking fish, practicing kung fu, cooking fish, reading books, and cooking fish every day.The skill of making fish is increasing day by day, which can be seen from the lazy and comfortable sleeping position of Mi Shuai lying on the roof every day.

But learning art...

"Yuan Xiaoan, you idiot, you haven't made any progress on such a simple thing for three months! Go out and don't say you know me!"

Mi Shuai threw a fishbone from the roof.

Yuan Xiaoan sat in the courtyard panting, staring at the wooden stake in front of him, a little depressed.

On the wooden stake, there are a few uneven steel needles embedded in dots.

"Yuan Xiao'an, if you continue like this, I will take back the seeds." Mi Shuai said coolly.

"Why?" Yuan Xiaoan looked up in surprise.

"The old ghost may not have told you." Mi Shuai's face rarely showed a trace of nostalgia: "Before his father passed away, he asked him to bring the person who could make the seeds bear fruit to his tomb if possible. It is located in Yunmeng Mountain, which is said to be the place where the seeds were found. The old ghost has been looking for you for so many years, and finally found you. It belongs to Yunmeng Mountain. However, I did not recognize you, in my opinion, only the person who can finally make it come to fruition is his true master."

Yuan Xiaoan tightened his hand on his lap.

"Besides, aside from these things, the old ghost and I both think that more travel may lead to more chances to promote its growth. However, because of so many years of old ghost's tossing, someone outside already knows that there is this star. The existence of the seed, so it is difficult to guarantee that someone will not take it away. Now that you can't even do it to this extent, it means that you don't have enough spiritual power. There is no way to protect the seed. In case of any accident, you let me How to explain to the ancestors with the old ghost?"

Mi Shuai's tone gradually became severe.Yuan Xiaoan was stunned for a moment.

He had never heard Wang Bo say these things.For him, this seed is not so much a hope as an opportunity, an opportunity for him to open up a new world. He wants to see if he can change the bad luck of his previous life and create his own with his own efforts in this life. In the future, as for the impact on Uncle Wang and the others if the seeds fail to bear fruit, he really hasn't thought about it carefully.Thinking of Uncle Wang's concern for him and Mi Shuai's encouragement to him, Yuan Xiaoan suddenly felt guilty.

He looked up at the small seedlings basking in the sun not far away. They were still in the same state as they were three months ago.

These three months can be regarded as the happiest and most fulfilling period of his life. The feeling of being accompanied by friends and working hard to pursue the future makes him want to stop.

Shame, self-blame, courage, reluctance, and the complicated emotional agitation in his confidant were difficult to calm down. He once again concentrated and held his breath, and led the coolness that seemed to be wandering in his body to his fingers.But this time, he only felt a flash of white light on the altar, and his hand felt cold for an instant!

Mi Shuai, who was slouching his legs on the roof, paused for a while, and spat out a fishbone.

The steel needle drew a white light in the air, splitting a long crack in the middle of the wooden stake!

"Oh! Too bad! Too bad qualifications!" Mi Shuai jumped down lightly from the roof, frowning and smoothing his hair.

"To be on the safe side, let me teach you a way to escape."

After Mi Shuai finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed a bell from the air. He flicked his finger lightly and muttered something, the jingling bell suddenly became quiet!

"go with!"

Mi Shuai stretched out his hand and pointed, and the bell hung directly on Yuan Xiaoan's bun!

Yuan Xiao'an felt a numbness in his head, and the wheelchair turned around on the spot first, then suddenly floated up!

"This...!" Yuan Xiaoan grasped the armrest tightly with both hands, and the wheels of the wheelchair spun empty, suddenly!The rotating axle accelerated, and after spinning out two whirlwinds in mid-air, it rushed straight forward!

"Ah...!!" Yuan Xiaoan put his arms through the handrails and firmly grabbed his skirt, the wind made his face shriveled.