one person's life

Chapter 420
Now Tang Muzhi looked inside himself and found that the consumption of yin and yang qi in his body was extremely alarming. This showed that under the influence of the inner scene, the true qi in his body had gone astray. It was yin and yang qi that played a role in balancing the true qi in his body when he was unconscious. .

The method of predicting misfortunes and fortunes in the interior scenes was a whim of Tang Mu's, but he didn't expect it to actually work this time.He recalled the answer that emerged from the bottom of his heart after smashing the fireball, thought for a while, and finally chose to stop here.

The fireball in the inner scene told him that touching the writing on the rock wall would put him in danger... Of course, Tang Muzhi didn't listen to the inner scene all the time. These fireballs of anti-phagia warlocks that were born involving major secrets violated the basic rules of the answer in the inner scene. , not entirely due to the desire to find the answer and the influence of other people on their own destiny after learning the answer, it is very likely that they have been influenced by others, so Tang Muzhi cannot fully believe the secret obtained by breaking the fireball , maybe this answer is misleading him.

However, to be on the safe side, Tang Muzhi decided to leave now. On the one hand, having Wu Xiang Guan in his hands does not seem to be a completely good thing now. The ability to trace everything back to its origin may bring him unforeseen dangers; on the other hand, On the other hand, he had stayed in Tongtian Valley for a long time. The train he took should have left Ziyang County and entered Bazhong by now. If he waited until dawn, he would have to go directly through the Se Realm back to Tangmen. Now he just wanted to go back and take the train.

The words engraved on the rock wall have not been erased. Because there is no phaseless view or Daluo Cave view, others cannot decipher the secrets of these words. People with these two abilities can copy the words themselves. .

Tang Muzhi left the rare hole in his body and went up to take away Feng Baobao's portrait. He found a shortcut away from the Qi situation and disappeared the moment he left the Qi situation.

……

"..."

The single eye between the girl's brows watched Tang Muzhi's figure disappear out of thin air, her pupils shook, and the girl's body, which had been twisted into a monster, also escaped from the shadow.

In order to prevent being discovered by Tang Muzhi, the girl in a hat hid in the shadows for a long time. The changes in her body were irreversible. Her hands merged with the darkness and became extremely huge, like the huge claws of some prehistoric creature. She let out a sound from her mouth. With a sharp cry, the sharp claws turned into hands moved around uncontrollably——

boom! ! !
I saw her sharp claws slashing through the air, but the attack landed directly on the ground. The rocky ground was instantly penetrated and shattered by the sharp claws, plowing out vertical and horizontal claw marks on the ground. The strangest thing is that the claw marks It's actually spreading to all directions on its own!It didn't stop until the surrounding ground was completely chopped into pieces.

There was black liquid flowing down the girl in a bamboo hat, and her skin showed scars from broken meridians and broken bones.

The red eyes between her brows were still cold and cold. After a moment, the shadow of a palm was reflected in the pupil of the one eye. The shadow of the arm gradually expanded, and finally it actually came out of the one eye!
In the dark corner without a moon, a white left arm stretched out from the center of the eyebrows, pushing away the bamboo hat gauze in front of her forehead. The figure that had already transformed into a monster added an eerie and terrifying look to the ground. The gurgling black liquid flowed into the ground along her clothes, and splashed around with her frantic movements. Her sharp claws turned the surrounding rock walls into dust, but after stretching out her arms between her eyebrows, she gradually calmed down.

goo goo goo...

"If it weren't for this superpower, it would still be useful..."

Red flames emerged from the hand that was as pale as a corpse. The flames gradually gathered into an arm stretching out from the pale palm. The moment the real arm touched the girl's body, the red flames spread all over her body. , the gap in her throat became smaller, the twisted and broken spine and bones returned to normal, and black smoke rose from the huge beast-like hands, gradually shrinking like swelling.

The movements of the true energy in the body gradually returned to normal, and the traces of the collapsed meridians disappeared. The strange red energy flames on the arm stretched out from the center of the eyebrows disappeared, and the pale hand retracted.

The girl in a bamboo hat closed her eyes, took out a short silver needle from her body, and actually pierced it towards the pupil between her eyebrows!The red one-eye was flowing with bright red blood, and it gradually retracted into the head. The short needle did the same, and together with the strange eye, it retracted into the girl's head. Now there is no trace of a wound on the girl's forehead. , except for the blood mark left just now, it is as clean as ever.

She opened her blood-red eyes, stood there for a while, and then turned back to the He Wei Man Cave.

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"Brother, is this an oil painting? I didn't seem to see you take it out yesterday."

On the train, a young man wearing glasses and dressed as a student pointed to the corner of the portrait of Feng Baobao and asked Tang Muzhi, who was reading a book on the rebound seat on the side of the train.

Ordinary people.

Tang Muzhi raised his head and glanced at the man standing in front of him, and replied: "Well, I put it under the bed yesterday."

"Ah, it's okay. I study art. There are people coming and going here. I just remind you to be careful and don't step on your paintings." The young man wearing glasses smiled gently and said, "Excuse me."

Tang Muzhi nodded, stood up and put the oil painting covered with a layer of black cloth into his bunk, freeing up some space on the lower bunk, then sat back and nodded to him: "It's okay, if there is no seat, please sit down." .”

The man wearing glasses touched the back pocket of his pants with some embarrassment. His nose was slightly sweaty. He hesitated for a moment and then sat down and said: "Oh, thank you, thank you."

Their destination was Rongcheng, and they chatted for a while during the second half of the journey. His name was Zha Chengliang, and he was a senior student at the School of Art of Sichuan University. Tang Muzhi asked him about some oil painting matters and found out that this person was a major. Tang Muzhi benefited a lot from his solid theoretical knowledge in painting.

However, he never mentioned the childhood portrait of Feng Baobao, which he put aside. Wugensheng's oil painting style and brushstrokes are very special, and it is a rare masterpiece now. He didn't want to attract too much attention from the art student in front of him.

After getting off the bus, the two exchanged contact information. Tang Muzhi had actually met many friends like Cha Chengliang, whom he had met once and had a pleasant conversation with him, over the years, but in this era where information exchange is still not very convenient, There are many friends with whom he has good relationships who cannot be contacted after a period of time. In fact, compared to the bloated address book and circle of friends in later generations, he prefers this feeling of life just like the first time he met, and prefers this person to be with him. A time when building connections takes some serious effort.

Tang Muzhi, who had just left the train station and wanted to take a taxi to Guanxian County, was brought back by a call from Lu Yi... Well, the news that Zhang Huaiyi and a group of famous old people died together reached Lu Jin's ears so quickly.

(End of this chapter)