Shinming Nursing Home

Chapter 4 True Martial Arts and Profound Scholars (for further reading)
This night is destined to be sleepless.

Zhang Ji stayed by Zhou Jun's side, fearing that his injury might recur.

Until dawn, when Lin Chengming came, he looked at Zhou Jun's wound and where the golden needles had landed. He looked pleasantly surprised.

Zhang Ji's performance far exceeded his imagination.

"You are very talented!" Lin Chengming gave Zhang Ji a thumbs up.

Knowing that Zhou Jun's life would not be in danger, Zhang Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Chengming's affirmation also filled him with confidence that he would be able to accomplish a lot in the future.

Instead of staying in the room, he went to prepare breakfast for the woman in black.

Lin Chengming also prescribed a detoxification prescription based on Zhou Jun's situation.

Zhang Ji finished cooking and delivered the meal, and at the same time changed the dressing for the squad leader of the woman in black.

To his surprise, the man recovered quickly and his body was not so weak anymore.

"This is a good seedling. The evil creatures in the evil haze are constantly evolving. We need this kind of healing expert. This step is also a deaf-mute person, so it can keep secrets." The woman in black said.

"You girl, don't even ask Mr. Lin if he wants to." The man was tall and strong, with a bearded face, clear eyes, and a warm smile.

"But you are right. The poison evolved by the headless monster is very strange. It can make people bleed continuously, and the flesh and blood rot until the internal organs. You have to report to the superior." Seeing that Zhang Ji was very careful, the man put on the medicine Feeling much better afterward.

"Waiwei came here last night?"

"Huh? I took a blow for Qi Xi and almost died." The woman in black responded.

"During the debridement, I was stunned and didn't shout out. She is a hard bone and has a good physique."

"Okay, when he recovers from his injury, introduce the spirit guard and focus on training." The man knows that those who can endure that kind of pain are ruthless characters: "Go and take care of him today, I don't need you to take care of me here."

"Yes, monitor." The woman in black replied.

She picked up a pen and paper, and wrote on it: "Zhou Jun is also one of us, you have been on guard all night, go and rest quickly."

Zhang Ji replied: "The medicine is not boiled yet."

"Bring it to me when it's done," she wrote.

Zhang Ji hesitated for a moment, and finally wrote two words: "Thank you."

Just now, Zhang Ji could hear the inner thoughts of the woman and the man clearly.

He hurriedly boiled the medicine, which belonged to the man and Zhou Jun respectively, and handed it to her after it was finished.

I drank a bowl of millet porridge by myself and returned to my residence.

Looking at his hands, he finally no longer knows how to boil medicine, but can also deal with some trauma.

He knew that Mr. Lin was very capable, if he could learn five points of Mr. Lin's skills, it would be enough for grandma to live in a good house without worrying about food and clothing in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ji felt for the first time that his life had a direction and his heart was full of strength.

In the past, I just thought that it was enough to cook medicine well and be with grandma, and I didn't dare to have other thoughts.

Everything is getting better these days.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The black building appeared in front of him again.

Over the years, he felt that he had become a deaf-mute, which had a lot to do with the black building in front of him.

At this moment, he was full of confidence in his heart. After treating Zhou Jun, he found his future direction, and it felt really good to have the ability.

Zhang Ji looked at the black stone gate in front of him: "I don't know what you are!"

"However, from today onwards, even if I am a deaf-mute, I will not be afraid!"

"I found my way, fuck you!"

Zhang Ji stretched out his arms and pushed forward with all his might.

But the black door still stood still, looking at the slightly shaking faucet button, Zhang Ji suddenly thought: "Why don't you try pulling it?"

He grasped the door button of the dragon head with both hands and exhausted all his strength, the eyes of the dragon head shone with light.

The black door was loose, and there was actually a gap, a gleam of light came through, and it was pulled open with a rumbling sound, which took a lot of effort.

"I... grass..." Zhang Ji felt numb.

inside the gate.

The black wall is high, and there is a square cage in front of you, imprisoning a dying existence, it is skinny, and its shape is very strange.

Seeing Zhang Ji's scalp tingling, what's going on?

On the edge of the cage, there is a spirit body, and the appearance of the other party cannot be seen clearly.

"A newcomer is here." He said.

"What newcomer?" Zhang Ji was startled.

"Don't pretend, everyone is selected by the Soul Prison. It seems that you have just stepped into the world of dust." The man said.

"Dust Realm?" Zhang Ji was a little surprised.

"Since you like pretending so much, don't talk about it in the future." The voice of the spirit body couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

"No, I really don't understand what you're talking about? I've been having the same dream every day for these years."

"It's been ten years since I opened this door for the first time." Zhang Ji hurriedly explained.

"What? You haven't practiced?" Seeing Zhang Ji's serious explanation, the man didn't look like a fake.

"Yes." Zhang Ji didn't hide anything, he wanted to get more information from the other party, depending on the situation, he would inevitably meet in a dream.

If you hide it, you will be disgusted.

"The Dust Realm is the first realm of cultivating mind power. Let your mind power be drawn out of your body and condensed into dust."

"There are not many people who can cultivate mind power, and it requires a high degree of concentration."

At this time, Zhang Ji had already walked in front of the cage.

There is a stele on it that reads:

"Jiufeng Nanyi, who has nine lives, is good at praying, cursing, and medical skills. He is a former minister of the Emperor of Heaven. He was imprisoned in the Creation Soul Prison forever for violating the rules of heaven."

"What's the matter with this cage?" Zhang Ji looked confused.

"We are the prison guards chosen by Soul Prison. It seems that due to some accident, the former prison guards have disappeared."

"The existence imprisoned in the soul prison, no one to feed, can't live happily."

"Jiufeng Nanyi lives by devouring souls. The task now is to find food for him. It is our duty as prison guards to keep them alive." The man responded.

"Only by recovering Jiufeng Nanyi's consciousness can we learn more information about this place."

"How do we deal with the soul? Even if we find it, how do we feed it?" Zhang Ji was at a loss.

"Our bodies have already merged with the soul jade, and the souls of the creatures we kill will be imprisoned by the soul jade, just lead out the soul jade and feed them." The man patiently explained.

"This bastard has hurt me badly. It's not good, and it requires me to work. I won't do it anyway." Zhang Ji felt that the other party was crazy, and wanted to let him kill living creatures to absorb the souls of the prisoners to feed them.

Although the overall economy is going down and some areas are indeed in chaos, killing people is against the law and it is impossible for him to do so.

"Opening this portal is beyond your control. We are integrated with the soul jade, and the body's innate restraint on the soul..." Before the man finished speaking, Zhang Ji had disappeared.

"The ones selected by Soul Prison are so strange! How many people are eager to have such an opportunity, but he doesn't take it seriously at all!"

When he opened his eyes again, he had only slept for three or four hours, at noon, but he felt very energetic.

"The eye of the spirit has been opened."

In my mind, a thought suddenly came out.

Zhang Ji was a little surprised, looking at the eyes of the spirit, he muttered: "What the hell is this?"

"What? I can actually talk..." His heart shook, and he knocked on the head of the bed with his hand, bang bang bang.

"I can hear it too."

"Could it be because I opened that door?" He suddenly remembered that in the dream, the man told himself that once the door was opened, everything would be beyond his control.

No matter what, Zhang Ji wanted to tell grandma about it immediately.

He got up quickly, wiped his face, rinsed his mouth, and then walked towards Zhou Jun's room, and saw that he was still asleep.

Seeing that it was Zhang Ji, the woman in black said, "He drank a bowl of millet porridge and gave him medicine. Not long ago, Mr. Lin came to see him and said that everything is fine."

She suddenly thought of something and wanted to pick up a pen to write.

Zhang Ji said, "Your voice is really nice."

It's been a long time, and I haven't heard the sound of the outside world.

The woman in black was stunned, and said in surprise: "What happened? You recovered?"

Zhang Ji nodded and asked, "What's your name?"

"Nan Yu." She paused and responded.

The guardian of the spirit should not have let outsiders know her name. She walked in the dark night and died without a name.

Stick to the front line of the human race, clean up those monsters that ordinary people can't see, and try to avoid causing panic among ordinary people.

Even if ordinary people know that the global climate is bad and going out will be extremely risky, most of them don't know that there are many terrifying monsters hidden in the evil haze.

But she knew that Zhang Ji would meet them in the future.

"Nan Yu, can you tell me who you are? This kind of wound doesn't seem to be man-made, it should look like a beast." Zhang Ji looked sincerely.

"There are some things you shouldn't know. This is also discipline." Nan Yu looked at him, intent on guiding him, and at the same time wanted to ask why Zhang Ji suddenly recovered: "Unless you want to join our spirit guard."

"Mr. Lin has been kind to me and has taken me in for many years, so he can't just leave."

"If you tell me that in exchange, even if you are on the front line, you need someone to guarantee your mission, I will do my best to reduce your casualties." Zhang Ji knew what she would say.

Nan Yu knew that Zhou Jun was going to become theirs, and Zhang Ji was a matter of time, so he immediately said: "The guardian of the spirit is one in a thousand. Considering personal cultivation talent, character, and will, five people form a group and are responsible for entering the evil haze. In the middle, explore the resource place."

"Evil haze?" Zhang Ji knew that it was always gray outside the city.

"That's right. The fog outside the city is the so-called evil haze. All living beings will be mutated unconsciously under the perennial evil haze."

"The mask we wear is to prevent evil haze from entering the body." Nan Yu explained.

"Zhou Jun is an outside guard of the spirit. He is usually responsible for border patrols. Although he does not need to go deep into the area shrouded in evil haze, he may be attacked by monsters at any time. When they find out, they must report it to us for handling."

"Recently, monsters have infiltrated the edge of the city. At the same time, some people in the city suddenly lost their minds and attacked others in a frenzy. The spirit guards are investigating."

"So that's the case, so what qualifications do you need to enter the spirit guard?" Zhang Ji asked.

"The congenital physique is stronger than ordinary people, and the meridians in the body are well-connected, which can be used for practicing real martial arts."

"I'm in the first realm, and the true martial arts in the fog realm is complete." Under Nan Yu's explanation, a layer of blood mist filled her body. Zhang Ji stretched out his hand to touch it, and found a huge force pushing him away, and he couldn't get close to the blood mist shrouded range.

"Let your own qi and blood turn into mist to appear, which is true martial arts in the fog."

"Is there any more?" Zhang Ji asked again.

"A cleric in the world of dust, who uses the power of the heavens and the earth to cultivate his mind power, is one in a thousand existences, and there are not many spirit guards." Nan Yu paused, his pupils trembling slightly: "Could it be?"

The reason why Zhang Ji suddenly recovered his language ability and hearing ability is very likely to be related to Xuanshi.

She has heard that many people who are born with partial deficiency of the five senses are more likely to step into Xuanshi.

The sharper the five senses are, the more easily the attention will be affected and disturbed, making it impossible to concentrate.

"I don't know, do I?" Zhang Ji was also very confused, he wanted to find out about this matter.

"Concentrate on it, see if you can condense a speck of dust, and shake the pen on the table with your own thoughts." Nan Yu suddenly became interested.

You must know that looking at the whole Xiazhou, the number of Xuanshi is very small.

Zhang Ji concentrated all his attention on the pen, and with the flick of his fingers, he felt that a speck of dust actually condensed in front of his eyes, emitting a faint light, and touched the pen in front of him.

The pen was ejected directly and fell to the ground.

"Absolutist in the Dust Realm!" Nan Yu was shocked, and said, "Yes, your escape from the deaf-mute should be related to breaking through to the Dust Realm!"

"What's the use?" Zhang Ji wanted to know his own value.

"Of course, as you can condense more and more spiritual dust, you can intervene in the enemy's actions through your own thoughts. If you can obtain profound techniques, you can brew more powerful offensive methods." Nan Yu replied .

"Understood, if there is anything in the future, I will try my best to help." Zhang Ji understood in his heart.

He came to Zhou Jun from childhood to adulthood because he became a deaf-mute.

Being bullied is inevitable, and Zhou Jun has always protected him.

Anyone who hits Zhang Ji once will definitely be hit twice by Zhou Jun.

Even if Zhou Jun couldn't beat him and tried his best, he still had to fight back.

Over time, no one dared to bully Zhang Ji.

There is a ruthless energy in him, and no one wants to mess with this lunatic.

Zhou Jun was still in a coma. Although he was young, his physical fitness was far behind that of the squad leader. If it was an injury of the same level, he might not be able to handle it.

"I'll go to work first, and you will have to work hard here." Zhang Ji wanted to tell Mr. Lin and grandma the good news as soon as possible.

"En." Nan Yu replied.

　There is a recommendation for the investment of breaking [-], and the brothers voted, and now it is a little bit away from breaking [-].

　　


(End of this chapter)