The witch looks at her moves

Chapter 41: Forging Bones and Bewitching Hearts
  The green mist slowly flowed over the old craftsman's house, and the white old man disappeared and appeared in the mist. The rutted wheels rolled over the stone road and passed by the house where Su Zhen was.

It was a vehicle transporting people's materials, and the cries of grief could not be heard.

It all seems like a dream.

After waking up this time, the dizziness was relieved a lot. As usual, Su Zhen was going to see Grandma Miao for a follow-up consultation, while Feng Hua was waiting outside the cave as always.

"The injuries on your body were caused by that girl outside, right? She was really cruel."

Surrounded by bright lights, the skinny old woman sat like a ghost, her old eyes looking at Su Zhen under the stone platform.

"I asked her to practice martial arts with me." Su Zhen said.

"I haven't accumulated any magic power for more than ten years. When I arrived at the place where I was destined to die, I started to work hard. You little girl is really strange." Grandma Miao's mother said.

"With death hanging over our heads, we realize that time is precious and it would be better if we could learn more." Su Zhen explained this way.

"The determination is commendable, but if you practice like this, even though you will receive more beatings, the results will be slow, and you need to supplement it with medicine."

"medicine?"

"I have a recipe that can make your martial arts training more effective with half the effort. However, this medicine is extremely strong and ordinary people can't stand it. But you might be able to do it, but the process will be very painful."

"Why should grandma help me?" Su Zhen was confused.

"The old lady said it was just a moment of kindness, do you believe it?"

Grandma Miao's mother said calmly: "Old lady, I haven't seen a doctor in many years. These medicines are piled here. They are wasted if they are not used. Since we are destined, I can give them to you for fun."

With Nan Chang's lesson learned, Su Zhen didn't dare to trust others easily, but then he thought again, now that he was in this cursed place of death and no life, if he looked forward and backward again without the determination to risk his life, it would be even more difficult for Miao to succeed. Grandma's purpose is secondary. What he should consider most now is how to become stronger.

The hesitation and hesitation were gone, and Su Zhen cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, grandma, for your help."

Grandma Miao's mother snapped her fingers.

White hands emerged from the darkness, and together they lifted the big wooden bucket in the corner. They worked together to fill the bucket with water. Grandma Miao wrote a few talismans and threw them in, and the water immediately began to boil.

The white hands held tools shaped like copper oil spoons and added different medicinal materials into it. The medicinal materials were swallowed like tongues of boiling water. A large amount of white gas came out and was wrapped in the aroma of the medicine. The smell was so strong that it was pungent.

After that, they pulled out a red centipede about two meters long from the darkness, pressed it into the boiling water, and several toad-like creatures were also caught out. The venom was swept away by the boiling water, and the surging The bubbles turned black and purple.

There were also some creatures that Su Zhen didn't recognize, but that were extremely disgusting and made people have goosebumps all over their bodies, were taken out and used as part of the medicinal materials.

Su's scalp was numb and he didn't look any further. He simply sat cross-legged and continued to practice soul skills.

While sitting in meditation, all the sounds and smells around you quickly fade away, the air of heaven and earth flows through the body, the Jiang Palace swirls, and the formless soul condenses little by little in the body, as if it has substance.

After a while, my consciousness saw light in the vast darkness. It was a memory picture that came to me, and everything in the past was carried in it.

The soul is really a great existence. It is like a chip with amazing storage capacity, remembering all the past. Unfortunately, human computing power is weak and cannot read them again.

After practicing for a round, Su Zhen felt that his ears and eyes were sharp, his mind was calm and his soul was stable. At the same time, the medicinal soup was also cooked.

He let go of his thoughts and without thinking too much, stripped off his clothes and jumped directly into the medicine pool.

The hot water temperature made Su Zhen's whole body tense up, and the thick concoction tightly wrapped his body. The strong smell ripped open the water and stabbed into his nose like an iron rod. Su Zhen was choked and coughed non-stop, and his eyes were filled with tears. Too smokey to open.

After soaking for a while, Su Zhen felt as if he had been bitten by a swarm of bees. The itching, swelling and pain were like a knife blade roughly cutting his flesh. This painful feeling was quickly suppressed by the hotness of the concoction and turned into waves of numbness. .

He felt as if his flesh was being cooked to death, and he was panting heavily. His body and consciousness were constantly being ravaged, and he had several near-death hallucinations.

This is not recuperation, it is simply torture, ten times worse than Feng Hua's fists and kicks.

When the pain was on the verge of reaching its peak, his spirit suddenly became empty again.

At this moment, he felt his body very clearly. People in the mountains did not recognize Lushan Mountain, but with his eyes closed, he saw himself very clearly, down to the slight curls at the tips of his hair, the crescent moon on his fingertips, and the smile on his lips. The folds, and even the red gradient at the tip of the breasts...

After he saw all the details of the body clearly, he forgot about the body, leaving only the scars on the flesh.

These scars are microcosms.

All the details of the day's martial arts competition were reappeared through the scars, and the changes of fists and kicks were replayed in his mind. Every electric moment was unfolded, and he seemed to experience it over and over again, until they were like words. Be clearly recorded.

Physical pain and mental hallucinations go hand in hand.

Su Zhen finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

When he woke up, he had closed his plain clothes.

His body was still twitching due to phantom pain. This was obviously the pain of cutting out a sore with a knife, but there was no trace on his body. On the contrary, the bruises and injuries left from practicing martial arts with Feng Hua yesterday had disappeared, leaving only a smooth glow. White color.

A cat sewn from fabric and stuffed with velvet sat beside it, its eyes made of black gemstones filled with hostility.

"How do you feel?" Grandma Miao asked.

"Like..."

Su Zhen couldn't refine a metaphor, so he said: "It's like working as a coolie for many years."

"it's painful?"

"Yes."

"You're going to die anyway, and you have to suffer so much for no reason. Do you think it's worth it?" Grandma Miao's mother asked.

This question made Su Zhen hesitate for a moment. This was torture that he had never imagined. Even if the pain dissipated, it would not be replaced by relief, but by nothingness like despair.

Su Zhen was silent for a long time, and her heart became firm again, "Thank you, grandma, for the medicine."

Grandma Miao smiled and closed her eyes. Her palms moved back behind her and continued to make a sign of folding hands.

Su Zhen knew it was time to leave. After he turned around, Grandma Miao said slowly:

"You can't use your fists and kicks in those shabby houses. If you want to practice, you can stay here with that girl. The boys don't dare to object."

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"If this were outside, I would suspect that you are Grandma Miao's illegitimate daughter."

After listening to Su Zhen's story, Feng Hua couldn't help but joke.

High cliffs, cold streams, empty houses, wave-like weeds, dark caves, the fish in the water were frightened and scattered, and then gathered together with the flowing water, and the fog flowed from the other side of the mountain and flowed through this area. There was a faint green color in the valley.

Putting aside the suffering and curses, this place can even be regarded as a pleasant spiritual treasure. It is undoubtedly much better to practice here than in a shabby house full of musty smell, and the sealed flowers are also easier to use.

After learning about this, the children looked at each other with strange expressions, but as Grandma Miao expected, they did not dare to say anything more.

Without a moment's slack, today's training officially began.

In the soft waves of grass, Fenghua stood on one foot without any murderous intent.

From a distance, she looks like a scarecrow guarding a wheat field, but up close, she looks like a lonely, thin girl. Anyone who faces her will inevitably feel soft-hearted.

In killing, this moment of weakness can be fatal.

Feng Hua moved in an instant, like a startled grasshopper in the autumn grass. When Su Zhen saw a flurry of afterimages, Feng Hua's fist had already arrived in front of the door.

Su Zhen's fists and feet had improved a lot compared to before, but in front of Feng Hua, he was still like a dull sandbag, being hit instantly and flying out.

This punch was just the beginning, and endless moves followed one after another. Su Zhen relied on instinct to defend, but was unable to block the cold punches with tricky angles. He retreated steadily, and soon the middle gate was lost and he was smashed to the ground.

"Have you forgotten what I taught you yesterday? Your magic is just a decoration?"

Feng Hua lectured him condescendingly, with sarcasm written on her cold and beautiful face, "Many pampered young ladies from famous families are like you. They have practiced in the sect for more than ten years, and they are very familiar with the techniques and moves. I learned well, but when I encountered an enemy attack, I was immediately frightened. I completely threw away more than ten years of practice and couldn't remember at all. Yu Yue, you are also a person who has experienced life and death. How can you still be so peaceful? Are they the same as those wine bags and rice bags?"

mana...

Su Zhen shuttled back and forth between the two worlds. He had not really gotten used to his identity as a cultivator. He was like a newcomer who had just stepped into the world of online games. He obviously had powerful skills that he didn't need, but he had to use basic attacks that were short of damage.

mana.

Su Zhen closed her eyes tightly, turbulence surged inside her body.

Jiang Gong rotated in the opposite direction at this moment, and the gate in his body opened wide. The internal energy sealed in it rushed out like a flood, rushing to his limbs and bones, and even made a thunderous sound in his brain.

Su Zhen, who was knocked down, suddenly woke up, and what he learned yesterday also came to his mind. He stood up from the ground like a carp, and when he attacked Feng Hua again, his fists and feet were carrying the sound of wind and thunder.

Feng Hua dodged deftly, blocked step by step, and fought with Su Zhen for more than ten moves in a row. The attacks of these more than ten moves were so orderly that Su Zhen even had the illusion that they were evenly matched.

Unfortunately, the illusion was just an illusion. When Su Zhen was punching with straight arms, Feng Hua made a blocking gesture and made a strange move. Standing on one foot, her body swept across like a compass, nimbly avoiding the attack, and swept directly behind her from the side. .

Su Zhen felt a chill on the back of his neck, and was about to turn around to block, but just as he turned around, Feng Hua's fist hit his jaw. This uppercut was very much like a move from the game, and his body was hit by this uppercut. The fist flew away, the lower teeth collided with the upper teeth, and the alveolar bones were almost separated by the shock.

Before Su Zhen could land, Feng Hua's vicious fists and kicks came at him like lightning. His body was floating in the air and he was unable to exert any force. How could he deal with these attacks?

Feng Hua's fists and kicks were never fair and square, and she sent out more than a dozen punches at the same time, hitting the vital points of each blow. Su Zhen rolled to the ground, and her small body was quickly swallowed up by the waves of grass.

In the face of the crushing strength, there seems to be no difference between using or not using mana. If it were that high school student Su Zhen, his flesh and blood would have been beaten into mud and his bones would have been broken into pieces.

Su Zhen stood up tremblingly and opened the ancient boxing frame:

"Come again."

Feng Hua strikes again, showing no mercy.

After being knocked down five times in this way, Su Zhen suffered countless new injuries. He huddled in the weeds, his body twitching constantly due to pain, and it was difficult to stand up again.

"Your body looks thin and tender, but you are the most durable I have ever seen. Is it just because of your talent that you can reach this level? I don't know how you were born and raised." Fenghua pushed aside the waves of grass and said quietly. Quietly staring at Su Zhen who was about to faint.

Su Zhen's ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear what Feng Hua was saying.

The pain caused by the injuries stimulated his consciousness, and his consciousness instinctively read these wounds and drew nutrients from them.

In the collision of pain and consciousness, the flawed moves are constantly corrected by the brain, and are carved into the muscles and bones like a formula.

The brand-new martial arts inspired him to continue to challenge Fenghua.

Su Zhen wanted to sit up.

He suddenly felt his cheeks were a little wet. He reached out to touch them and touched a blur of scarlet.

The blood spread from the fingers and spread to the surrounding area.

The grassy beach became a hotbed of blood, and weeds wrapped around the bloody body like vines. Everything seemed to be just an illusion. Su Zhen couldn't tell. His eyes closed tightly. When he opened them again, dazzling light entered his sight.

He was surrounded by grass, but it was not tender green grass. Their tips and edges were tinged with yellow, as if they had been burned away from the moisture.

This……

'All the old craftsman's grass has turned yellow? How long have I been unconscious? '

When Su Zhen was confused, a rhythmic whistle sounded in his ears. He still remembered the severe pain before coma. He thought he would not be able to get up, but his body was unexpectedly light. He sat up from the long withered grass and saw Neatly arranged figures not far away.

Wearing school uniforms, they entered the red rubber track following the PE teacher's whistle.

This is no longer the old craftsman's house, but the playground of Nantang No. 3 Middle School. Physical education classes should be taking place at this moment.

Su Zhen's tense heart suddenly relaxed. The cool breeze blew across his face, resonating with the gentle sound of the autumn grass. The little grasshopper lay on his bandaged injured leg and combed its antennae with its forelimbs. He asked I looked forward and saw Shao Xiaoxiao among the running crowd. She was wearing a school uniform and sweatpants today, her ponytail swaying gently while running.

Further away is the basketball court. The boy who has the ball is dribbling and shooting in one go. Some of the girls in the stands are clapping and cheering, and some are pointing their fingers quietly at someone and whispering. The ball falls from the basket to the ground, and the boys are silhouetted. Divide and combine.

Behind the stands is a tall bamboo forest. They grow very tall and cast a shadow that covers half of the stadium. Behind the bamboo forest is a tall white wall. The tiles of the houses climb over the wall, rolling like a ridge. Those are the residents outside the school. building.

It's back again.

"Su Zhen, what are you doing?"

The girl's voice, as clear as a silver bell, sounded from behind. When she turned around, she saw Shao Xiaoxiao holding his hands on his knees, bending his beautiful body, and staring at him with his clear eyes.

The classmates finished their run and fell to the ground to rest. Most of them were out of breath from exhaustion. Shao Xiaoxiao's physical strength was considered to be the best among girls. She didn't even sweat much after running 800 meters, which did not match her delicate appearance.

"Shao Xiaoxiao..."

Su really wanted to see her, but when he saw her, he didn't know what to say. What seemed to be stuck in his heart were just complicated emotions instead of real words, "I, I'm not in a daze."

Shao Xiaoxiao didn't ask much. She came with a purpose: "What kind of drink does Su Zhen want to drink? I happen to be going to the small shop to bring it to you."

"No, I'm not thirsty either. Shao Xiaoxiao, you..." Su Zhen's habitual refusal problem came up again.

Before he finished speaking, Shao Xiaoxiao crossed her arms on her chest and made a big "X". She said seriously: "Wrong answer. I asked Su Zhen to choose a drink. Don't answer the question incorrectly!"

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In the afternoon class, Su Zhen cheered up and listened carefully. I wonder if it was because of practicing soul skills. Not only did his memory improve greatly, but his brain was also much more flexible. Taking math class was no longer about listening to heavenly books. He could quickly understand what the teacher said. content, I even became fascinated while listening to it.

Su Zhen didn't know what evil he had done. He was tortured in that world to the point of death, and he had to continue to complete his studies when he came back. He didn't even have time to sleep. People who don't sleep will die.

Yes, people will die if they don't sleep. Logically speaking, he should have died suddenly long ago. Could it be that all his experiences in that world were just dreams, or is he no longer a normal human being?
  When I was distracted, the blackboard that was empty just now was already filled with formulas.

After school in the evening, his father drove to take Su Zhen home. When he saw Shao Xiaoxiao, he greeted her cordially.

"Son, why do you look so bad? Have you not had a good rest recently?" The father was startled by Su Zhen's pale face.

"Maybe I studied too hard." Su Zhen said.

"Stop talking nonsense to your father. I don't know what your achievements are?" His father smiled, and his smile quickly faded. There was something on his serious face, "By the way, you were rummaging around at home this morning. What are you looking for? It’s such a mess.”

Su Zhen immediately thought of the agreement between him and Xia Ru, but how Yu Yue knew it, he didn't even have time to tell her.

"I want to find some things belonging to my sister." Su Zhen said.

"Is something wrong?" Dad asked.

"The new English substitute teacher in our class is my sister's classmate and a good friend. She misses her very much." Su Zhen did not hide anything and told her father about Xia Ru.

"That's it."

The father nodded to express understanding, and then said: "Xiaojia left too early and didn't leave anything behind. The elementary school is complete, and many of the kindergartens were left at your grandma's house. I didn't bring them with me when we moved. If you want , I’ll take you back to grandma’s house after a while.”

Grandma has three sons. She and her eldest son now live in a self-built house in the countryside, some distance away from Su Zhen's home. Su Zhen wanted to forget it, but his intuition reminded him not to miss anything, so he agreed.

The car stopped in front of his home, but Su Zhen couldn't open the door. He saw his father's solemn face through the rearview mirror, and felt nervous, thinking that his mother was seriously ill again, so he hurriedly asked:

"What's wrong? What happened?" "You know everything, right?" said the father.

Su Zhen looked confused and confused.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you. I originally wanted to wait until you grow up to tell me, but who knows... Sigh." The father did not continue and opened the car door.

Su Zhen returned home with full of confusion. He found that the room had been tidied up, and there was a small stack of folded square books on the desk. On top of the square books, there was a dark red book. It reads:

Adoption registration certificate.

Su Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed something.

Open the certificate.

There is a photo of a man, a woman, and a baby on it, which shows how the parents looked when they were young. The adoptee's name is Su Qingjia, and the date of adoption is written under the red official seal.

1988 10 Month 12 Day.

At the same time, this day also serves as Su Qingjia’s birthday.

Is your sister adopted?
  Su Zhen suddenly understood his father's mood in the car, and at the same time, childhood memories came to his mind.

At a party, my sister got into a fight with a relative's child. The parents went to ask the reason. It turned out that the child scolded her sister for picking her up. Su Zhen was too young at the time and didn't take it seriously. In fact, he had vaguely heard the elders' comments. But these memories were not taken seriously back then, and only now are they slowly coming to light.

For some reason, Su Zhen was not too surprised. People cannot be resurrected, so surprise is meaningless.

Su Zhen sat on the chair and opened the grid book to look at it. These were weekly notebooks from the first grade. The writing was very immature.

"My third aunt passed away and I went to have a funeral on the weekend. My aunt was a lovely person and she often gave me sweets. I am very sad and miss her very much."

The teacher rated her as excellent, and wrote a long paragraph to comfort her, and taught her how to write the characters for burial and uncle.

"My Jiujiu passed away. I accompanied my father to the funeral on the weekend. Sijiu was a dedicated man. Everyone liked him very much. My parents cried. I told you not to cry. The star in the sky is Jiujiu."

The teacher approved it as excellent and wrote: What a poor child.

"My fifth uncle has passed away. I will spend Saturday with you..."

"My grandfather passed away..."

"My brother..."

Su Zhen was shocked, wondering if he could not escape this disaster?

"My brother is three years old. He can talk and walk. He has a soft face. I told him that my sister will protect you when you grow up and stay with you forever. But my brother doesn't seem very smart and I don't know if he understands. .”

Su Zhen's eyes stopped on this page.

He stroked his hand over the mark left by the pencil, and the pads of his fingers turned a faint gray. This was a claw and a half left in the flood. Through it, he could see his sister's serious look at her desk writing weekly diaries. These scenes remained in his memory. Going around and around, it finally turned into a sour sigh.

It was getting dark soon, and Su Zhen had finished reading a few weekly diaries. Apart from her sister having a more distinctive personality, she was no different from ordinary elementary school students. If she could live to this day, I don't know what kind of person she would be.

He tried hard to imagine, but in front of a real living person, his imagination was so lacking that it was in vain.

There are still many old newspapers piled on the ground. They were dug out along with the adoption certificate, and there seemed to be news reports about the flood on them.

When Su Zhen wanted to pick up the newspaper and read it, Yu Yue's lively voice sounded in her body again. Her voice was pleasant, but to Su Zhen now, it was a hundred times more painful than the school bell.

"Get to work, don't be lazy."

Su Zhen felt like he was a coolie who was sold to dig coal. Before leaving, he asked Yu Yue: "By the way, godmother, do you know medical skills?"

"Medical skills? No."

"..."

Su Zhen remembered what Grandma Miao said, magic can save people, but it cannot cure diseases, only medical skills can do it.

"Godmother, you don't have medical skills, how can you treat my mother?" Su Zhen asked.

Yu Yue's answer was exactly as he expected: "Godmother, I have great powers, just don't worry."

Su Zhen didn't know what to say and finally said: "Don't touch my sister's things."

I don't know if Yu Yue answered or not. When he woke up, Su Zhen's body had been soaked in the medicinal soup. It seemed that he had been soaking for a whole night, and the water temperature was no longer so hot.

Is Yu Yue unconscious? After being tortured like this all night, she can still speak in such a lively tone.

"What's the matter with you girl? The second time you made the medicinal soup was worse than the first time. You were struggling and moaning. You fainted before even a stick of incense. You didn't wake up until now." Grandma Miao's mother's voice sounded.

Su Zhen was stunned, thinking that Yu Yue was not as good as him, but it would not be a bad thing to pass out early, it was better than enduring torture.

He crawled out of the medicine bucket, put on his clothes, meditated for a while and practiced soul skills, and then walked out of the cave.

Fenghua is waiting for him.

Without saying a word, Su Zhen put one arm in front of him and the other fist in front of his chest, forming a simple boxing stance.

Feng Hua didn't say much, and the battle was about to break out.

The ending was no surprise. Su Zhen was beaten until his orifices were bleeding again, and he fell to the ground. The blood stained on his plain clothes looked like a pavement of plum blossoms.

Compared to yesterday, he had performed twice as many moves, which was a significant improvement.

Su Zhen, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, was picked up by Zi Hand and thrown into the newly brewed soup.

Severe pain, itching, suffocation... countless tortures came and exploded when his spirit was on the verge of collapse, turning into ethereal and pure thoughts.

In this near-nihilistic sense, all his mistakes and failures were washed away, and his fleeting inspiration was recaptured, turning into real moves.

He couldn't last long in this state. The moment he collapsed, the pain struck again, trying to cut him into pieces.

When she was unconscious, Yu Yue's voice sounded noisily: "Su Zhen, thank you for your hard work. In order to reward you, my godmother has created an opportunity for you to kiss indirectly. You have to take advantage of it!"

Intermittent kissing? what?
  When she opened her eyes again, there were many figures in front of her, and her eyes obediently found focus on Shao Xiaoxiao's beautiful cheeks. She held a bottle of fruity drink in her hands and pouted her little mouth slightly:

"If you don't mind, you can drink from me."

Su Zhen thought to himself that life was really full of surprises. It was not lived by humans, but was refreshed randomly. He originally wanted to take over, but somehow he felt rebellious and did not want to live the life arranged by his godmother. He said:

"I'll just buy another bottle."

"Didn't you bring any money? My change is only enough for one bottle. Hey, classmate Su Zhen, have you suffered from intermittent amnesia again?" Shao Xiaoxiao's clear eyes were full of resentment.

"That's it..."

Su Zhen thought to herself, Yu Yue, an old goblin, was not ashamed to use such little tricks to bully little girls every day. She claimed that she was trying to win over her daughter-in-law, but in fact she liked to tease her little sister.

Regarding Yu Yue's shameless behavior, Su Zhen complained fiercely in his heart, but complaints were complaints. He was indeed very thirsty and his throat felt like it was on fire. He didn't want to fight against his destiny anymore, so he said:
  "Classmate Shao Xiaoxiao, thank you."

Su Zhen licked her dry lips and was about to take the drink, but Shao Xiaoxiao suddenly took it back halfway through handing it over. It wasn't that she wanted to go back on her word, but that she remembered something.

Shao Xiaoxiao unscrewed the bottle cap and looked at the sun for a while, then she said "oh so" in surprise. She handed the bottle cap to Su Zhen and said, "Here, here's another bottle. I feel like I haven't won a prize in many years." , Classmate Su Zhen, you are really a lucky star!"

Shao Xiaoxiao turned around and ran towards the crowd to claim the prize, her ponytail lightly brushing against her school uniform.

The sun streaked across the sky, and the shadows rotated and lengthened in the light.

The last class was for Xia Ru. She was wearing a suit and trousers today. She was cold and didn't pay much attention to Su Zhen, as if she had never met her before.

After school, other students went home one after another. Su Zhen went to Xia Ru's office to find her to grade their homework. There were many students who also graded their homework. Su Zhen waited silently at the end, waiting for everyone to leave. , Su Zhen took out the homework book left by Su Qingjia from her schoolbag and handed it to her.

"Thank you for your hard work, classmate Su Zhen." Xia Ru said, "If there is nothing else, you can go home first."

"What about my sister? When will the teacher tell me?" Su Zhen asked.

"It will take some time." Xia Ru said.

"Why does it take a while?" Su Zhen wanted to know the truth eagerly.

"After returning to Nantang, I remembered a lot of things I had forgotten before, especially about Xiaojia. I have to sort out many things again and I can't tell you until I think them through." Xia Ru said.

Su Zhen felt that she was trying to prevaricate him, but there was nothing he could do. He just kept an eye out and said, "Sister left some things behind. I will show them to you after you tell me about her."

"You don't believe me?" Xia Ru asked.

Su Zhen was silent.

It wasn't that he didn't want to answer Xia Ru's words, but Yu Yue's voice sounded in his body again.

Time to get to work.

"It's okay, teacher, just think about it slowly and I'll come back to you in a few days."

In the next few days, Su Zhen lived in confusion. His experience in the real world was uncertain, but in the other world there were always only two things, martial arts training and making medicine. Fortunately, the more painful part of making medicine was Occasionally, it would be done after Lao Jun was out, so he didn't have to bear too much, and his energy was mainly focused on getting beaten.

As he continued to be beaten, he made rapid progress. Gradually, he could see Feng Hua's moves clearly, and could even seize the gaps in her moves to counterattack. Once, he fought Feng Hua for hundreds of rounds in a row. Move, the figure of the rabbit rising and the falcon falling is like a martial arts movie with special effects.

After that competition ended, he was stunned for a long time, unable to believe that this was his current strength.

During this time, Su Zhen also took the time to go back to her sister's elementary school.

He sat there from afternoon until dark, but the supernatural events that night seemed like a dream and never happened again.

He looked at the dilapidated campus and felt empty in his heart.

Likewise, as he expected, although he could not cast spells in the real world, the growth of martial arts in the other world had a subtle influence on him.

When he woke up one day, he suddenly discovered that muscles had protruded from his thin arms at some point. The muscles were smooth and contracted and relaxed like water as his fingers flexed. It was pleasing to the eye.

Once in a math class, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the table. The teacher couldn't stand it anymore and threw the chalk over him.

Mathematics teacher Jiang Jintao is nicknamed Huang Yaoshi. He is known for his unique magic power. Chalk is his proudest weapon.

But this time, when the math teacher fired the chalk, Su Zhen immediately woke up from his sleep. He instinctively ducked and the bullet-like chalk flew past his cheek and hit the desk of the female classmate behind him.

The students were stunned, and then burst into thunderous cheers. Only the math teacher, with a dark face, became furious:
  "Quiet down, Su Zhen, come to my office after class!"

Shao Xiaoxiao, who was sitting not far in front, also witnessed this scene. She pursed her lips and curled her eyes into a crescent-like smile.

Su Zhen held her forehead, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

In the painful practice day after day, Su Zhen's concept of time was also torn to pieces.

Once, Su Zhen arrived at school by bicycle and found that the classroom was empty. Then he realized that today was the weekend. He simply slept in the empty classroom until his classmates went to school on Monday.

He greedily indulged in his dreams, getting ten times a hundred times more satisfaction from his normal sleep.

As the days passed, Xia Ru didn't look for Su Zhen anymore except for normal classes, until...

Until this day.

Su Zhen opened his eyes drowsily.

The floor of terrazzo tiles, the long corridor, students passing by, and Shelley's famous saying posted on the white wall next to it: Winter has arrived, can spring be far behind?

This is the school corridor.

He glanced at the clock hanging on the back wall of the classroom next to him. It was seven twenty-five, which was the morning, and class started in five minutes.

He walked quickly towards the classroom.

The phantom pain remaining in the body gradually faded away.

He began to think about a question:
  'What was I doing before I went to that world? '

Although practicing soul skills made his memory much stronger, it was still unable to withstand the torture day and night.

He shuttles back and forth between the two worlds, often unable to distinguish between seasons, day and night, and his memory is often mixed into a mess, just like a dream. The clear and distinct experience when he wakes up is not worth the receding tide of forgetfulness.

With this thought in mind, Su Zhen walked into the class.

As soon as he stepped into the class, all the boys and girls looked at him, and a big commotion broke out. Even Shao Xiaoxiao was looking at him and smiling with his lips pursed.

Su Zhen was stunned at the door, thinking what's going on? Is there something painted on my face? Yu Yue is not so boring, right?
  and many more……

After the headache subsided, Su Zhen remembered what happened yesterday.

yesterday evening.

He went to Xia Ru to correct his English dictation.

At that time, the students had almost left, and there were not many teachers left in the office. Xia Ru suddenly asked him to help move some things to the material room. The school's material room was on the fourth floor of the library, which was quite far from the office. The library Most of the teachers are off work, only the aunt who is responsible for taking care of the keys is still there.

After arriving at the material room, he asked Xia Ru what he wanted to move, but Xia Ru didn't answer. In the strange silence, Su Zhen heard a click.

Looking back, the door behind her has been closed by Xia Ru. The female teacher is half-dressed in a suit, and her buttocks wrapped tightly in a hip skirt are pressed against the door. A pair of slender legs wrapped in black silk are slightly staggered, in the dim light. Revealing the frosted texture, she was looking at him with a pretty curve on her red lips.

Like a bullet hitting out of thin air, without any warning, Xia Ru suddenly spoke: "Classmate Su Zhen, do you like teacher?"

"What?" Su Zhen suspected that he heard wrongly.

Xia Ru walked towards him, swaying her waist and hips, swaying, her past aloofness disappeared, and the white shirt that was waisted on her slender body became an altar for charming beings. Desire and temptation swayed along with the folds of the clothes. Get up and dance together on the top of the mountain.

"You're not Xia Ru, who are you?!"

After a brief absence of consciousness, Su Zhen woke up instantly.

He couldn't think about what was going on, but his intuition told him that this person was definitely not Xia Ru!
  He wanted to escape from here, but the door was locked. Xia Ru's arms wrapped around his neck, and his eyes glowed faintly, like red wine.

Su Zhen didn't know what feedback he gave.

Because when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the beautiful teacher in a suit with her hair pulled back, but the skinny and withered Grandma Miao, who was smiling at him.

and so……

What happened yesterday? !

At this time, the Chinese teacher in charge of today's morning reading came in. When he saw Su Zhen, he couldn't help laughing. He patted Su Zhen on the shoulder, cleared his throat and said:
  "Students, during this morning reading time, I would like to praise classmate Su Zhen. Yesterday, your teacher Xia suddenly suffered from hypoglycemia and fainted in the material room. Thanks to classmate Su Zhen, teacher Xia was able to seek medical treatment in time and there was no danger. , everyone applauds Su Zhen, and Teacher Xia is a young teacher with a strong sense of responsibility, you should be obedient and don’t always make the teacher angry and put pressure on her, do you hear me?"

　Thanks to book friend Suzuzakura Miyazawa for the 1000 starting coins, thanks to the naive boy, and book friend 20190213135745637 for the 500 starting coins~
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)