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Chapter 304 The Beauty of Adulthood
The woman froze, and suddenly raised her head and looked at Xu Tong in front of her in surprise.

But Xu Tong was full of disapproval, and just hugged her waist and continued: "The soul will not stay long in the yang world, otherwise it will become muddled after a long time. You seem to have been here for a long time. Instead of changing, you can see It looks more and more lively, and it is safe and sound even mixed in the crowd, it must have absorbed a lot of yang energy from living people."

Xu Tong narrowed his eyelids, as if he could see through the woman's mind, the deep gaze made the woman tremble uncomfortably, but she didn't dare to resist.

She knew that she had met a capable person today, and the other party could reveal her identity, so obviously she would not be afraid of herself at all.

Biting the corner of her lips, as if she was struggling for something, she whispered in Xu Tong's ear: "Let me go, I'm willing to do anything, I don't want to fuck myself."

Xu Tong didn't respond when he heard the words. In fact, he was just curious. He didn't have the intention of eradicating evil and promoting good. He just looked at the old man who was dancing just now. Is quietly waiting for something.

"He's dying!"

Hearing this, the woman's expression changed, and she turned her head to look suddenly, but then she seemed to understand something, and glared at Xu Tong: "You frame me!"

The corner of Xu Tong's mouth raised slightly. The woman's hazy gaze when she looked at the old man just now was too complicated. How could a master of acting like Xu Tong not see it.

But he is not cheating on her. The old man has a lot of yang energy, but it is a little too much. On the contrary, he looks like a young man. Xu Tong speculates that the woman may have secretly given the yang energy she sucked to the old man, and wants to use it. This approach helped him survive.

But doing so would be detrimental to the harmony of nature, and the old man is not a strange person. With so much yang energy piled up on his body, his body has long been unable to bear it. Looking at the fate above the old man's head, it is a withered willow tree. They are all withered, and only one or two dark yellow leaves are barely left.

It seems that only a gust of wind can blow these two leaves down. As for when the gust of wind is, maybe tomorrow or the next second.

In the theory of regulating the spirit, it is said that the heart stores the spirit, the lungs store the soul, the liver stores the soul, the spleen stores the mind, the kidney stores the mind, and the brain is the home of the primordial spirit.

But yang qi is born in the spleen, rooted in the kidneys, and sprouts in the liver. Excessive yang qi will inevitably lead to excessive anger and damage to the soul. Over time, the five internal organs will be out of balance. Like a willow tree that has been fertilized too much, its roots have been burned to death, and it is difficult to absorb nutrients.

Xu Tong cooperated with his own eyes of fate and drew conclusions based on the theories he had read about regulating the mind. I am afraid that this old man is already terminally ill and unable to recover from his illness. At this time, he can dance a dance here entirely because of the abundant yang energy. As a result, the kidneys are fed back, and the kidneys store the will, which makes the elderly feel energetic.

Well, to put it simply, it's a flashback.

"how so!!"

When the woman heard Xu Tong's words, her expression turned ugly for a while, did she hurt him instead? ?
Thinking of this, the woman's eye circles immediately turned red, but she was a ghost after all, she had no tears, no matter how sad she was, she couldn't cry a single tear.

Xu Tong looked at the old man's fate, thinking about whether he could change his fate, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of any way.

Qimen's skill is amazing.

It is a passive skill, and can often only give yourself a feeling, but if you don't have a feeling, you can only rely on your own judgment.

Of course, this may be because the level of Qimen is too low. I don’t know if it will be improved after upgrading in the future. Thinking of this, Xu Tong couldn’t help but feel bitter: “Sure enough, I still need to study more. When I go to the exhibition tonight Let's see if we can find any divination-type prop cards to coordinate with the Gate of Fate."

"Go, he seems to be waiting for you. If you go down to the underworld, you will have no chance to jump. After all, Lord Yan doesn't like the beauty of adults like I do."

Xu Tong let go, half-jokingly reminding the woman to hurry up, not everyone's soul has the opportunity to stay in the world.

Often those who can stay in this world are all those who died violently or unjustly.

In the case of the old man, nine times out of ten, after death, the soul will be drawn into a specific place, waiting for the ghost to bring people.

After the woman was stunned for a few seconds, she seemed to understand something. She turned her head to look at Xu Tong, bowed slightly behind Xu Tong, then stepped on her toes, walked out of the dance floor, and walked towards the old man. , the face of the woman has changed a lot.

It can't be said to be very beautiful, but it is even more amazing than just now.

Sitting on the chair, the old man felt that his body was getting more and more exhausted after a dance, but he still wanted to wait a little longer, because the dance hall usually closes at 10 o'clock.

Although he doesn't believe in miracles, he just wants to simply wait. Maybe it's because people get old and become stubborn. Maybe it's because the older generation likes to be horny. He has waited countless times for such a night. But today is destined to be different.

A pair of familiar wine red high-heeled shoes appeared in front of his eyes, which made the old man startled. He followed the shoes and raised his head slowly. When he looked at the never-forgotten face under the light, the old man's exhausted expression was swept away. .

Back then, we had a hasty farewell on a rainy night, and never saw each other since then, but now we meet again, there is no boy with white hair under the lamp.

Looking at the throwing hands, the old man stood up slowly, rolled them up gently, and walked onto the dance floor together.

"Boss, change the song!"

Xu Tong did not know when he had already walked to the bar, glanced at the old-fashioned radio on the bar, and handed over a tape and two bright red banknotes.

"Okay! Would you like something to drink?"

The boss took the tape boldly. It is not uncommon to order songs here, but it was the first time for someone who brought his own tape. He took the money and the tape and asked a question.

"Coke, add ice!"

Xu Tong leaned against the bar, staring at the couple who walked into the dance floor again.

The boss skillfully put the tape into the radio, and after pressing the play button, a lyrical old song sounded in the dance hall.

Accompanied by the melodious and touching singing, the two people on the dance floor stared at each other, as if they had thousands of words to say in their hearts, but they didn't know where to start.

"If I hadn't met you, where would I be, how would my life be..."

But fortunately, when the music sounded, the singing sounded more like replacing the voices of the two, and thousands of endless words began to dance together with the steps of the two.

"As the time flies by, I only care about you, and I am willing to infect your breath. How can I gain a confidant in life, and it is not a pity to lose the power of life..."

The dance is slow and elegant, jumping on the dance floor, at this moment, it seems that even time seems to slow down in this piece of music.

In the hazy light, the old man seems to have returned to the time that he has missed forever. Under the flashing light, accompanied by the dancing posture, it seems that time has gone back to that day 40 years ago. His body gradually became tall and straight. With short black hair and a handsome young face, it seemed as if time had flown back in time. The girl's fingers were lightly held in the palm of her hand, her white skirt was fluttering, and the light and shadow intertwined, like an elf.

"As time goes by, I only care about you..."

Xu Tong held up the Coke and drank it one bite at a time. He was not interested in the loving entanglement between the idiot and the resentful girl in front of him, because sometimes, the process is not important, and the result is what people like to see.

Under the singing, the two people who seemed to be separated from each other gradually gathered together until the end of the song. Dissipated in Xu Tong's sight...

The cola is very sweet, Xu Tong put it on his lips and sipped it lightly, but it was more like slowly reminiscing about the dance just now, saying that time is something that cannot be seen, but here, people seem to have so much A touch of the feeling of being in touch with the years.

"Dangdang!"

Suddenly there was a scream from a booth not far away, which interrupted Xu Tong's interest. The boss rushed over when he heard the sound, and saw that the old man on the chair had closed his eyes at some point.

There was a gratified smile on the wrinkled cheeks, like a child who had a sweet dream, was silent in his own dream, and fell asleep forever.

(End of this chapter)