Way of Choices

The man turned into the hut, looked at the cleaned floor and tables and chairs, silenced for a moment, then smelled the fragrance, found the freshly steamed rice and salted fish, and then saw the pot of greens placed on the stove He lifted the messy hair in front of his hand with his hands and looked back at Chen Changsheng, but did not speak.

Chen Changsheng guessed that this unkempt man should be the owner of the hut, walked forward, picked up a piece of pig skin that had been prepared before, wiped it on the hot iron pan, and poured the vegetables Go inside, wave the spatula, and with a burst of zilara, the dishes will be cooked in a little while.

The green vegetables are in the dish, because there is no oil, it smells not very fragrant, and there is nothing good to look at, but Chen Changsheng always pays attention to less oil and salt. When he is in Xining Town, he often cooks in white water, so it is not Feeling inappropriate, he then cut the steamed salted fish into pieces, put some green onions, and started serving rice again.

The steaming white rice rested on the table. The man took up the chopsticks and began to eat without hesitation. Chen Changsheng gave himself a bowl of rice again. When he turned around, he found that there was another person at the table, and he didn’t know what to do He came over from the fence and sat on the stool expressionlessly, expressing his meaning very clearly.

Chen Changsheng shook his head helplessly, put the bowl in front of him, and began to serve the third bowl of rice.

There weren’t many green vegetables, and three or two chopsticks were finished. The salted fish was really salty and very good for dinner. It was just like Tang Thirty-six said to the folding sleeves during the Dacha test. Very slowly, while they were still eating the first bowl of rice, the man had finished four bowls of rice and put on chopsticks.

Chen Changsheng brewed a cup of tea and handed it to the person.

Folded sleeves glanced at him and said nothing.

The man took a sip of tea, rubbed his stomach with satisfaction, and made an indecent burp.

The three of them never spoke. The meal was very quiet and the atmosphere was very strange.

Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeve almost finished eating at the same time. Folded Sleeve stood up and started to clean up the tableware and chopsticks, boiling water to wash the dishes. Chen Changsheng looked at the scene and thought about it. He did not fight with him and poured two more bowls. tea.

After folding the sleeves to wash the dishes, wipe the wet hands on the front of the clothes casually, sit back at the table, pick up your own tea bowl, drink the tea inside, and then look at Chen Changsheng: "You Still owe me something."

When he said this, he didn't glance at the man who was closing his eyes and raising his mind, as if that person didn't exist at all.

Chen Changsheng said: "I know that I have been waiting for you to come and get it at the National College of Education these days."

"The money is enough, Tang Tang's price is very generous."

Folding his sleeves and looking at the last bit of tea in the bowl, after a moment of silence, he said, "I need you to do me a favor."

Chen Changsheng said: "You said, if you can help me, definitely help."

During the trial of the dynasty, Tang Sanshi on behalf of the National College of Education and the wolf tribe formed a cooperative agreement. During the subsequent battle, Folded the sleeve and implemented the agreement very firmly, especially with Gou. The battle of the cold food is going to be a long time ago, and Chen Changsheng can get the first place in the first list, which has made him a great contribution.

Folded sleeves raised his head, stared at his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I have some problems with my meridians."

Chen Changsheng had actually guessed what he would do for him by folding his sleeves. He was not surprised when he heard the words and asked, "Are you sure I can help you?"

"If you can help your lord, you may help me, although it is only possible." Folded sleeves said.

Descendants born from the marriage between demon races and humans often have problems with bloodline integration. There may be a genius, and there is a high probability that waste will be born. Even those descendants with good bloodline talents often hide some very dangerous in the body. The problem is because the blood of the two parents is too strong, so the problem is better solved, but the folding sleeve is not so lucky.

The problem of his meridians will not only affect his spiritual practice, but the most terrifying thing is that it will affect his mind and even threaten his life.

"When I get sick, it will be very painful. At the worst, it will make me lose my mind. To be precise, I will go crazy. I don't know what I will do if I go crazy. I may kill people everywhere, otherwise the tribe will not be there. When I was so young, I drove me away."

Folded sleeves said indifferently, as if talking about other people's things, without any emotional fluctuations on his face.

Chen Changsheng realized why he folded his sleeves at the fence earlier and said that it is the most important thing to be alive or dead.

He thought for a long time and said: "The biggest possibility is that there is something wrong with the meridian connected to the sea of ​​knowledge, which is a bit deformed."

Because of his meridian rupture, he has been searching for relevant knowledge in Dao-Tibetan classics. He has conducted a long-term research on this. Speaking of meridian-related issues, few people have more knowledge in this area. In the college, he guides Luoluo and Xuanyuanbo, and his actual experience has become very rich. At this time, after listening to his own situation, he quickly confirmed the problem.

Folding his sleeves without seeing the excitement of hope, he said expressionlessly: "The same is true of Tianji Pavilion."

Chen Changsheng looked at him, and after thinking about it, he asked, "What do you want to cure?"

"It is better to live longer, of course, if not, at least make sure you are always awake, alive or dead, as long as you are awake."

Folded sleeves stared into his eyes and said, "I don't want to live without knowing anything, live awkwardly, don't know that I live alive, like a dog."

He is a lonely and proud wolf, who eats meat for thousands of miles and refuses to eat shit.

"I can't guarantee anything, but I will work hard to find a way."

Chen Changsheng said, and then stretched out his hands to start the pulse for the sleeves.

His index finger and **** are juxtaposed, like two swords of different lengths, gently resting on the cuffs of the folded sleeves, just like resting on the shelf where weapons are displayed.

Bang Bang Bang Bang, a clear pulse passed back from his fingertips, Chen Changsheng found that this wolf tribe teenager was like falling, the heartbeat frequency was very fast, like the drums were constantly ringing, and the pulse was extremely powerful The skin surface was like a tight drumhead trembling, making his fingers tingling.

Suddenly, a force bursts from the fold of the sleeve, the power is not so sharp, and the force is as strong as the tide, but it is very sudden, as if the tide flooded all the reefs in an instant, and Chen Changsheng was not prepared for it. , Two fingers were snapped up!

He looked at the folded sleeve in surprise. There was still no expression on the folded sleeve's face. It was indifferent, but there was a change in detail-the light in the pupil of the eye became much dimmer.

How is this going?

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(Things have finally been dealt with, and two chapters will resume tomorrow.)

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