The Heavens Begin with Detective Di Renjie

Chapter 219
night.

It's snowing.

The heavy snow at night is like crystals precipitated from a pool of thick ink, adding a bit of thickness and heaviness to the endless night.

The whole world seems to be locked in a black solid that cannot be melted or smashed.

Only that dim dim light is showing a different color to the world.

"Well--"

On the simple wooden bed, before Lianxing opened her eyes after waking up from the wine, her jade hand was subconsciously placed on her forehead.

When she just woke up, her head was a little groggy, and even a little stagnant and tingling, as if her brain had been drained dry.

It's an inevitable experience after a hangover.

If drunkenness is the most relaxing and happiest moment, then waking up must be the most painful and confusing stage.

Lian Xing finally opened his eyes when he gradually regained consciousness.

The first thing that catches the eye is the strange annual ring pattern on the wooden roof. The crooked and criss-cross patterns seem to form a strange picture scroll, showing the wildness of nature.

Turning his head again, what he saw was a burning fire.

It was also thanks to the heat from the fire that she didn't feel cold in her deep sleep.

Through the dancing fire, Lian Xing saw a generous and slender figure again.

The owner of the back is silently crouching over the desk, writing something by the light of the yellow halo.

Although it looks like a hard-working case, it looks like it has a different kind of attraction, like a bright lamp shining with the light of wisdom.

Lian Xing, who was lying on the bed, shook her head, and subconsciously wanted to get up, only to realize that she was still covered with a thin layer of clothes.

Whether it's the bed or the clothes, there is no doubt that Shen Youzhi is concerned.

He doesn't have a quilt here, because he is physically strong, even in this cold winter, he doesn't need a quilt to keep him warm when he sleeps.

So he could only cover Lian Xing with his coat and set up a stove at the same time to ensure that she would not catch cold while she was sleeping.

Although this was the first time that she slept in someone else's house without any precautions, Lian Xing did not feel the slightest discomfort or panic.

She felt the warmth brought by the fire and clothes, and even felt extra relaxed and at ease.

Even Yaoyue never brought this feeling to her.

Because whenever she faced Yaoyue, she was always cautious, always paying attention to her words and deeds, for fear that she would accidentally anger the other party.

Only when she stays with Shen Youzhi, can she feel the ease of letting go of all guards.

But if Lian Xing was asked to think back, when did this situation start, she didn't seem to be able to tell, she just felt that everything was going with the flow and taking its course.

Lifting up the clothes covering her body with jade hands, Lianxing sat upright on the head of the bed, and began to perform Mingyu Kung Fu, embracing Yuan Shou Yi, calming the mind.

With the luck of Qi Zhoutian, the remaining alcohol gas was forced out of the body, the stagnation in Lian Xing's head gradually subsided, and the Lingtai slowly recovered.

After about a cup of tea, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, then put on her embroidered shoes and slowly walked off the bed.

Until she finished all this, Shen Youzhi at the desk didn't give any feedback, and was immersed in her own thoughts all the time.

This can't help but make Lian Xing a little curious, what is he thinking about?
Thinking of this, she approached the table lightly, and stood behind Shen Youzhi with her head slightly poked out.

On the top of the desk are three diagrams of meridians, two of which are very familiar to Lianxing, and they are the true qi movement diagrams of Mingyu Divine Art and Sizhao Divine Art.

She had already been familiar with these two pictures, so she recognized them at a glance.

Only the third picture has never been seen before, but with her martial arts attainments, she can also see the subtlety of its conception at a glance.

Below these three pictures, there are many hand-painted drawings. Each picture is modified on the basis of those three pictures. Although they are not bad at first glance, there are many subtle differences.

Moreover, each of the pictures below is equipped with tiny prints, like annotations, and like the sentiments that were jotted down while thinking.

This is deriving martial arts?

Lianxing was a little surprised.

Whether it is the Sizhao Divine Art or the Mingyu Art, they are all divine arts that are unsurpassed in the world, and learning one of them is enough to be invincible in the world.

She couldn't imagine, what kind of shocking martial arts, it is necessary to melt these martial arts that are already invincible in the world?
At this moment, Shen Youzhi, who had been meditating all this time, suddenly moved, and wrote an essay of nearly a hundred words on the paper with a wolf hair.

clatter--

Shen Youzhi, who was writing furiously, finally stopped writing and put down his penis.

Lian Xing, who was behind him, subconsciously took a few steps back to make room for him.

"Woke up? How do you feel?"

Shen Youzhi stood up, looked at Lianxing, and asked.

Through the sky outside the window, he knew that it was late at night.

Shen Youzhi himself did not expect that time would pass so quickly, several hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Because his thinking has been completely immersed in theories and ideas, like traveling in the boundless void of the universe, he is completely unaware of the passage of time.

"It was bad at the beginning, but it's much better now." After Lian Xing finished speaking, he asked back: "You were so engrossed just now, are you deriving martial arts?"

"That's right." Shen Youzhi nodded slightly, and explained: "I want to fuse the wedding dress magic skill, Sizhao magic skill and Mingyu skill into one furnace, and create the fifth or even sixth picture after the four pictures."

"Is this the 'Xiandao' you are after?"

Lian Xing remembered the conversation at the head of the Buddha that day.

"Maybe." Shen Youzhi smiled lightly, "It can only be regarded as an attempt."

Lianxing nodded, but did not delve into it.

No one has ever seen such an illusory thing like immortality, so can they just try it?

"After I got drunk, I didn't say anything strange, right?" Lian Xing suddenly changed the subject.

Although she was completely sober, she still had no memory of what happened after she got drunk during the day.

"Strange words? What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Lian Xing shook his head and said, "It's all drunken nonsense, even if you hear it, don't take it seriously."

"They all say 'speak the truth after drinking', how come you are talking nonsense?"

Seeing that he spoke clearly, Lian Xing was a little flustered and asked subconsciously, "Did you hear everything?"

"This room is so big, I don't think it's hard not to hear it!"

I heard that. That's good too.

"then you."

"I feel fine."

Shen Youzhi looked down into her eyes, and said sincerely: "Lang is affectionate, concubine is interested, isn't this the most beautiful thing in the world?"

Lian Xing raised her head slightly, looking up at those clear and deep eyes, feeling her heart beating so fast that even Ming Yugong couldn't suppress Peng Bai in her heart.

"Heartbeat so fast?" Shen Youzhi suddenly teased.

With his hearing, he could naturally hear the "plop plop" sound.

After he said this, Lian Xing immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "Is your heart beating fast?"

"You won't know until you try."

Shen Youzhi grabbed her slender soft waist and placed it on his left chest.

As soon as it touched the warm chest, Lian Xing's fingers shrank subconsciously like an electric shock, and then slowly opened, feeling the vibration inside the chest cavity through the flesh and blood.

bang bang bang-

The steady and powerful vibration was clearly transmitted to Lian Xing's jade hand, and then transmitted along the arm into the heart bit by bit, resonating with her own heartbeat.

It was as if two hearts were communicating in a wonderful way.

(End of this chapter)