Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 503 The long-lost feeling

It’s been many years since I’ve had a good observation in space. It’s not that I don’t want to observe, it’s that I just couldn’t observe it before.

The sky is so high that the sun still seems to be covered with a veil.
A gentle breeze came, bringing with it the fragrance of the mountains behind and the plants and flowers surrounding the yard.

Gu Weijun hasn't planted and cultivated in space for a long time.

It's not that there is no planting machinery, not only that, but it is already very complete, including propeller aircraft. He has moved a lot of machinery on large American farms.

But now that there is no shortage of food at home, there is no need to work hard on yourself.

All the reserved seeds in the space have been secretly replaced in the seed bank. Since the space has become larger and larger, they have been scattered into the fields and allowed to grow.

And whether it was chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, dogs, or sheep, they were all let out.

The most I can do is to pick some piglets and lambs, all of which are cut and gelded, in order to make the meat less fishy.
Gu Weijun stood in front of the five large tile-roofed houses in his courtyard in the space. He felt inexplicably lonely. There were no dogs that pounced on him and acted coquettishly as soon as he entered the space.

Da Lao Huang has died of old age long ago, and so will probably his direct descendants.
Looking up, the surroundings are lush and green, with countless deer, horses, cattle, and sheep wandering in the grasslands and forests; from time to time in the jungle on the mountain behind the Wafang, you can see wolf dogs and wild boars that have returned to ancient times; there are many mountains behind. They were all planted with cherished trees by Gu Weijun.

They are already very tall, the tallest one is estimated to be 50 meters high
But now we don’t need wood. Even if we need it, we can buy more precious ones on the market, such as golden nan, huanghuali, small-leaf rosewood, etc.
Of course, he also grew some of these.

This year's Spring Festival gave him a sudden realization. In the midst of his busy schedule, time had passed before he knew it.
How long has it been since I thought about my past life?

It’s been a long, long time.
Gu Weijun picked up the remaining "Daluo Jinxian Bath Water" and looked at the sun, and could still see the golden light flickering in the water from time to time.

He secretly laughed at himself: It hasn't expired after all these years?

After taking a deep breath and making up his mind, Gu Weijun poured a capful of "bath water" and drank it all in one gulp!

After slowly taking off his clothes, he walked barefoot under the shower on the right side of the room, turned on the shower, and cold water rushed down, hitting his head and his strong, bronzed body.
The long-lost feeling appeared, and the heartbeat "bang, bang, bang bang" gradually accelerated, like a drum beat;
The blood gradually speeds up, and the sound of "gurgling" blood flow can be heard in the ears;

Gu Weijun stood loosely on a round pile, holding Yuan Shouyi in his arms, selfless and selfless, and entered meditation.
"Taiyi Jinhua Purpose" says: Taiyi is the supreme; Jinhua is light, what color is light? The image is taken from the golden flower, and there is also a secret word "light" in it. It is the true energy of the innate Taiyi, the lead of the water town, only one flavor, this is it.

Pay attention to the heart of heaven, which resides in the sun and the moon.

After Gu Weijun fell into deep meditation, the spiritual fire in his mind burned fiercely, emitting bursts of brilliance, illuminating his whole body and the surrounding void.

The four crystal clear polyhedral thoughts that had been formed in my mind gradually accelerated, and in the end they turned into flickering light spots without any rotation.
I don’t know how long it has been?

After the flashing thought suddenly shined brightly, four more thoughts appeared in an instant.

Then the speed of the thoughts gradually decreased. As if unintentionally, the eight thoughts revolved around the spiritual flame in the center of Gu Weijun's mind, rotating slowly and regularly in all directions according to an unknown orbit.
Gu Weijun from the outside slowly opened his eyes. I don't know if it was an illusion. The moment he opened his eyes, three inches of golden light shot out in front of him.

It slowly dissipated after opening my eyes.
After taking a long breath, Gu Weijun slowly finished his exercise, and the joints all over his body made a cracking sound.

Gu Weijun looked down at his body. This time, his appearance had not changed at all, and he was not wearing any clothes. He went straight to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room and looked at it carefully for a while.

It seems that except for the brighter eyes, nothing else has changed.

I also compared my height with the door frame when I entered the house, and there was no change.

Gu Weijun was thankful in his heart. Fortunately, if there were any changes in his body, it would be difficult to explain if he had the closest person next to him.

It's good now.

Gu Weijun put on his clothes again and looked up at the sky again. A cloud seemed to be floating in the distant sky, slowly entering the space without any obstruction.

A smile appeared on Gu Weijun's lips, and he disappeared into space instantly, returning to the big bed in the presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel in Washington.

Looking at the girls sleeping on the big bed, Gu Weijun used his mind power to straighten their sleeping postures, then lay down between them and fell into a dream.
"what!"

"What a comfortable sleep!" After waking up, Catherine stretched lazily, showing off her graceful figure.

Looking back, Gu Weijun also looked at her with a smile. Catherine took the initiative to give him a good morning kiss, and lightly tapped his lips, "Good morning, my dear."

"morning."

Constance and Jean Seberg also woke up one after another and took turns giving good morning kisses.

"what?"

Constance realized something was wrong first. After kissing Gu Weijun, her nose twitched a few times, "My dear, why do you smell so good?"

"Hey!"

"Really!"

"Jen, you smell it too."

"Yes, what's going on?"

"Haha," Gu Weijun hugged the three women in his arms and laughed a few times, "We in China have thousands of years of history. As early as thousands of years ago, we have understood how to achieve the goal through the movement between the sexes. Harmony and progress of body and mind.”

"The earliest record is that of the Yellow Emperor, who had 3000 concubines and ascended to heaven in the daytime."

"Many exercise methods called "Fangzhongshu" have been spread in later generations."

"so."

"Ah!" Catherine screamed, "No wonder our skin is always so good!"

"It turns out, my dear, you have mastered such a great exercise method!"

"Then can we also become angels in the future?" He said while making fan movements with his hands.

Gu Weijun curled his lips and said, "I guess not. I don't want to think about the development of industry and the serious pollution now."

"Ancient Chinese legend has it that since the Tang Dynasty, oh, that is, 2000 years ago, a certain substance on the earth that can allow people to continuously evolve has gradually decreased."

"It wasn't until the Ming Dynasty, 600 years ago, that it completely disappeared."

"So, there have always been gods in ancient China. Oh, they are different from angels in the West. They become gods through personal cultivation and become angel-like beings."

"Haha, I'm very satisfied now!" Catherine was extremely proud. "Who among the women in the entertainment industry doesn't envy my skin?"

"Almost everyone I meet will praise me for my maintenance skills."

“So, the Oriental Royal beauty products in my Oriental Royal store on the Champs Elysées are always in short supply.”

Constance glanced at Gu Weijun and rolled her eyes, "Catherine, didn't you hear the other meaning in my dear words?"

"It was because of 3000 women that the Yellow Emperor was able to become an angel."

"And my dear, there are only a few of us."

"Do you think he is thinking about it?"

(End of this chapter)