I was a god in the 18th century

After admiring the "big" gold bar, Xia Qingdai heard movement in the living room outside the bedroom. It was probably the maid in charge of burning the fireplace, coming to clean up the ashes and add materials.

Fucui Villa, which has its own hill, will not lack wood for anything. Therefore, in the cold winter, the fireplace can burn all day and all night, making the castle as warm as spring.

That is to say, there is no way to make the test paper smaller, otherwise Xia Qingdai would really want to stay in the castle to do her homework.

In fact, modern homes also have air conditioners, but they are only used in summer. In winter, she basically relied on shivering to keep warm, and she never thought about air conditioning.

People in Jiangcheng are very strange. They would rather freeze than turn on the air conditioner. It is not just the poor Xia Qingdai.

The movement in the living room soon ended, and then there was the sound of a door closing softly.

After a while, the familiar voice of prayer sounded in Xia Qingdai's ears again.

The first thing people here do when they get up every day is to pray, so the morning time, like before meals, is a good time for Xia Qingdai to gather the power of faith.

But when she was preparing to gather the power of faith as usual, she discovered something was different.

The original wisps of faith power were automatically absorbed by the nebula formed by the power of faith as soon as she guided them into the Dantian. She wanted to separate out a ray to absorb it, but she couldn't!

This shocked Xia Qingdai. Could it be that she couldn't manifest herself in the castle by absorbing the power of faith?

There was a mirror dance in the evening, and she had to have an intimate interaction with Jane Austen. How could she not show up?

Xia Qingdai immediately got up and climbed onto the bed, sitting cross-legged. As soon as her mind turned, the nebula that was originally peaceful in her dantian began to rotate rhythmically.

A moment later, a burst of energy suddenly pierced into her meridians, causing a splitting sensation in her meridians. The pain caused a thin layer of sweat to appear on her back and forehead.

Xia Qingdai gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain. She had a feeling that after enduring this severe pain, she might be reborn.

This surging energy began its rampant journey in Xia Qingdai's meridians. The meridians that she didn't understand at first became clear to her with the rush of energy.

One week later, the energy suddenly became bone-chilling, spinning rapidly through the meridians in her body like a tornado, pushing away the areas that were slightly sluggish during the first walk, and quickly completed the second week. .

Then, before Xia Qingdai could take a breath, Qi Jin began to circulate through the meridians in her body for the third time.

After several attempts, her blood boiled all over and she felt like she was going to explode at any moment.

The destructive power of this energy that turned into a tornado was far beyond Xia Qingdai's imagination, so much so that she bit her lower lip without realizing it.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, but Xia Qingdai felt no pain. Instead, she felt relaxed, and her whole body was shaking as if she had been electrocuted.

The energy circulated endlessly in her meridians, getting faster and faster.

Every time the Qi energy traveled, her meridians seemed to be broadened a little.

I don't know how long it took, but Xia Qingdai suddenly felt a sense of earth-shattering and her dantian exploded.

With a bang, she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, it was already bright in the castle.

Xia Qingdai groaned, opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful ceiling of the castle room, unable to get up for a moment.

Although all the bones in her body seemed to have been broken into pieces, she knew in her heart that a mysterious change had occurred in her body.

After lying there for a while, she sat up, her nose twitched, and she smelled a strong sour smell. When I looked down, my hands were covered with gray beads of sweat, and my whole body looked like it had been fished out of water.

Xia Qingdai returned to the modern room, went straight to the bathroom, took off her clothes, opened her hair and showered. After applying the shower gel several times, the layers of black mud were washed away and flushed into the sewer.

She looked as if she hadn't taken a bath in hundreds of years, just like someone who had rolled in the mud.

After washing away all the mud, Xia Qingdai felt comfortable all over, and every pore on her skin seemed to be breathing and singing.

It wasn't until all the bucket of hot water in the electric water heater was washed away that Xia Qingdai turned off the shower head, walked out of the shower room, raised her hand to wipe the moisture on the mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and felt that the whole world was different. .

Her appearance remained the same, but her skin changed significantly.

Originally it was just the white tenderness of a yellow girl, but now it is like a piece of jade, with its own soft light.

In addition to her own changes, the entire bathroom also changed in her eyes, and the levels of colors became richer.

Just at this moment, she heard familiar footsteps on the stairs outside. It was her brother Xia Shanglu.

But he was not already outside the door, but had just climbed to the third floor!

Xia Shanglu is not a person with heavy steps, and he will not drag his feet no matter how tired he is.

The reason why Xia Qingdai could hear so clearly at this moment was not that Xia Shanglu's steps became heavier, but that her hearing became more developed.

When Xia Shanglu climbed up to the fifth floor and opened the door, Xia Qingdai realized that when she rushed into the bathroom in a hurry, she didn't bring a change of clothes.

I can't help it, it was too smelly and sticky just now, how could I even think of this.

So she had no choice but to shout through the frosted folding bathroom door: "Brother, help me get a change of clothes, from the inside out!"

Xia Shanglu, who was changing shoes in the entrance hall, was speechless for a while when he heard this: "Are you stupid? You don't take clothes to take a shower? How old are you?"

After all, I still have to get it.

Fortunately, Xia Qingdai has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Her clothes are neatly folded in the cabinet, and her underwear also has a special storage box. You can find it as soon as you open it, so Xia Shanglu doesn't have to rummage through it.

After handing her the clothes through the crack in the open door, Xia Shanglu sniffed the smell in the air and muttered: "Is Uncle Zheng downstairs incontinent again? Why does it stink upstairs?"

Xia Qingdai put on her pajamas and nightgown and took out the hair dryer to dry her hair. When she dried her hair, Xia Shanglu was already cooking.

"Brother, let me help you." Xia Qingdai squeezed over to cook dinner with him.

"Okay." Xia Shanglu stepped aside a little, and he and his sister each had a pot and worked together.

For some reason, Xia Qingdai now feels as comfortable as flying. Not only is her hearing and vision sharp, she is also as light as a swallow.

She decided to go to the drugstore downstairs later to borrow a scale and weigh herself. She should be back to normal.

"Hey, sister, why do you feel so radiant today?" As a policeman, Xia Shanglu has the strongest observation ability, and he immediately noticed the changes in his sister.

"Hehe! This makes people feel refreshed during happy events!" Xia Qingdai smiled proudly.

"Well, not bad! You got high marks in the test and won the lottery. Today we will cook a few more dishes to celebrate. Brother bought your favorite crabs and shrimps!"