King of Black Mist

"The strength of the shoulder explodes, this is very simple, right?"

"Yeah, but it was all subconscious before, but now I finally understand."

"Here, do you feel the force on your back?"

"It feels like it's here."

"Abs bulged and stretched?"

"Hahaha, don't touch my belly, ah, it's itchy!"

Little by little, Li Changzhou taught Li Qianxia how to deepen her control over her body and seize the energy in her body.

I'm afraid none of Zhu Xiongjie's direct disciples received such treatment.

It's not a matter of trouble or not.

This in itself is also a kind of screening. There are a group of people who can grasp the taste of their bodies by themselves, and a group of people who cannot grasp the taste of their bodies by themselves.

But between siblings, there is naturally no filter.

Yang Qinglan is not here, studying "Pictures of Divine Fire".

The reason for studying separately is for testing.

Chunhuang, no, Yaochi said that everyone has different compatibility with different visualization pictures. They want to experiment with the speed of learning first.

"When you master the body, you can launch a non-stop attack, maintain the body's center of gravity at all times, every muscle and fascia can exert force, and every joint can hit a sure kill. Claws, collapse fists, and elbow strikes don’t need to be learned at all, you can just pick them up at your fingertips.”

"Hmm - Brother, have you ever thought about it, maybe you need to first learn the inch strength, finger claws, collapse fist, elbow strike, step by step, and then find a way to grasp the strength of the body?"

"No!" Li Changzhou was quite confident, "I can learn it directly, why can't you?"

"I——, um!"

"What's wrong?" Li Changzhou asked the fussy Li Qianxia.

Li Qianxia seemed to be checking the identity card.

"Brother!" she shouted, "'Golden Branches and Jade Leaves' was triggered again. It shows that my intelligence +2 when I learn 'Zhengjin'!" "

"Golden branches and jade leaves still have this function? Is it because of me?" Li Changzhou pondered, "Why was there no prompt when learning "Thunder Picture" before? "

Li Qianxia also thought about it, and then suddenly hit her left palm with her right fist:

"I understand! It must be that you didn't have the idea of ​​'I want to share everything about me with my cutest and most beautiful sister' at that time!"

"'The cutest' and 'the most beautiful' can be removed." Li Changzhou drew a few circles with his fingers and made a deletion mark when modifying the wrong sentence.

"Stop talking nonsense! Quick, quick, teach me!"

"Okay! Remember, the core of the essentials of 'strengthening' -"

"Um!"

The two of them had straight faces and stared at each other as if they didn't want to give in.

"Four words - stay together for a moment! When facing the enemy, you must also attack the opponent with the same strength. Use thousands of moves. If you can't defeat the opponent's strength, there will be no moves!"

"You really didn't teach me seriously! You waited until I asked about such a general outline!"

Li Changzhou pretended not to hear: "During the fight, we constantly use this force to drive our body to make various movements. The strongest thing for ordinary people is the legs, but the power of one leg is limited. For us, it takes the whole body to The power is integrated and sent out, and this is 'integration of energy'."

Li Qianxia also became serious: "What should we do specifically?"

"I thought of a way when I was sparring with you just now." Li Changzhou said.

"Um."

"Stand upright, relax your hips, soften your body, and then push off the ground with all your strength, focusing all the reaction force from the ground on the areas where you need to exert force."

It's difficult, but Li Qianxia got it after trying it twice.

"Do you feel it?" Li Changzhou said, "When you don't need to rely on the reaction force of kicking the ground, you can concentrate your whole body's strength wherever you want, and you will be able to 'concentrate your energy'."

"I'll keep trying!"

There was progress every moment, and Li Qianxia was immediately fascinated. In a sense, it was another kind of 'concentration'.

In fact, everyone's intelligence will be improved to some extent when they enter concentration, but "concentration" as a skill is easier to enter and the effect is more obvious.

Immersed in learning, time passed by in a flash. By the time Li Qianxia could control her strength by kicking on the ground anytime and anywhere, a whole morning had passed.

"Brother, I want to ask you a very serious question."

"explain."

"Am I," Li Qianxia looked at the floating clouds, green leaves, and blue sky above her head, "am I a unique martial arts wizard?"

".yes."

Li Changzhou didn't say that he learned it in a short time.

But he is not arrogant. He feels that he is just a particularly gifted type in this area. Like math wizards, e-sports geniuses, and gold medal athletes, he is rare but not rare.

The two of them made lunch, and it happened that Yang Qinglan also walked out of the "forest path" - a tree trunk in a quiet and quiet environment.

The breeze blew slowly, and mottled light and shadow passed over her body. She held the "Picture of Divine Fire" in her hand and looked thoughtful, like a Gushe fairy coming down from Gushe Mountain.

"Qinglan, how are you?" Li Qianxia asked.

"I may not be suitable." Yang Qinglan put away her thoughtful eyes.

"Didn't you learn?" Li Changzhou was curious.

"I learned it." Yang Qinglan said, "But when the flames burn my body, it is not as good as "Thunder Picture" in stimulating my potential."

"I understand, I understand, Qinglan, you are a person who is not anxious if your home is on fire. Maybe you can stand outside and choose a good position to watch the fire." Li Qianxia said.

After finishing speaking, she suddenly added as if remembering: "Unless the bookstore is on fire."

"Even if the bookstore catches fire, she will stand inside and be burned to death calmly along with the books." Li Changzhou further added.

It was obvious that two people were teasing her, but Yang Qinglan only glared at Li Changzhou.

"You need to be afraid of thunder in "Thunder Picture", and you need to be afraid of fire and vitality in "Thunder Picture"," she mused. "It is more suitable for me to learn "Thunder Picture"."

"Need energy?" Li Qianxia's eyes lit up, "My hot little princess is finally going to become the mainstream of the times!"

"I think you may be more suitable for visualization pictures like "Soaring in the Clouds and Driving in the Mist" than "Thunder Picture"." Li Changzhou said to Yang Qinglan, "Wait for spring. Wait for Yaochi to come, and see if there is any way to exchange."

"Yeah." Yang Qinglan nodded in agreement, "Even if it can't be exchanged, she needs us to help her get more advanced concepts. We can use "Soaring in the Clouds and Mist" as reward."

"Hey, can you maintain basic respect for the hot little princess? Can you give me some response?"

"Let's eat." Yang Qinglan said.

This time it was Li Changzhou who nodded: "Stewed chicken, roasted duck, and steamed fish."

"Where's the vegetarian food?"

"Hey!" Li Qianxia was angry.

For lunch, she ate half a chicken, half a roast duck, and half a fish!

In the afternoon, Li Qianxia went to learn "Picture of Divine Fire". Yang Qinglan did not learn "Zhengjin", but kept fighting with Li Changzhou to find a set of skill combos to deal with "Zhengjin".

In her words, in this era of skills and concepts, who would practice martial arts? waste time.

Li Changzhou thinks she is right, but he personally likes to practice martial arts, just like he is obsessed with and confident in all aspects of his body.

After a while, Li Qianxia slowly walked out of the branches, but her beating ponytail had already betrayed her.

"Oh." She sighed, attracting their attention.

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan looked at each other vaguely.

"continue."

"Um."

The two continued to sparring, and Li Qianxia finally couldn't bear the tone any longer. She held a blood-colored steel gun and fired meteors from the sky, exploding like a barrel of explosives with all her strength, and struck at the two of them.

I practiced all day on Sunday.

Monday to Friday, morning exercise;

During the day, while attending class, you can conceive, reflect, summarize, and collect information while relaxing and relieving mental fatigue and physical stress;

In the evening, to confirm what he had thought during the day - Yang Qinglan spent part of his time researching elixirs (in 1928, he experimented many times with medicinal materials and came up with many strange and ancient medicines; banks and pawn shops failed to harvest anything, and did not get anything strange. ).

A week passed like this, November 3rd, Friday night.

The three of them were in the yard rented by the brother and sister, under the golden apricot tree, eating delicacies bought on the street - skewers, fried rice, stinky tofu and other random things.

You can't practice martial arts all the time. I'm used to eating green food in the "honeypot world", and occasionally I want to eat the heavy salt and spicy food on the street.

"Hmm!" Li Qianxia, ​​who was eating wolf-toothed potatoes and playing with her phone at the same time, ate the potatoes and put her phone in the middle, "Look!"

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan looked at each other.

"I've been paying more attention to news in this area recently, and I will search for it." Li Qianxia said.

On the phone, there is news about a theme museum.

{Li Xinghua Museum}, the exhibits include: photos taken for the first time when he was a bandit, joining the army, military uniforms, layout of the Marshal's Mansion, photos of the seventh concubine, mahjong, family portraits, children, and photos before being assassinated.

{Come to the Li Xinghua Museum and see the life of the Marshal}, this is the slogan.

"The things here are taken from various museums, and some private individuals also sponsor them, and then -" Li Qianxia swiped her finger and clicked on a photo, "Look at this."

A pearl necklace that looks like hanging beads. Patron: Li Biwei.

In 1928, Li Biwei was seventeen years old. If she lived longer, it was indeed possible to live until now.

"It's not her." Li Qianxia seemed to have seen through the thoughts of Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan.

She clicked on the picture again and it zoomed out. She pointed to the note under the picture, which was sponsored by an old man named Li Yu.

It also clearly states that Li Biwei died twenty years ago, before Li Changzhou and Li Qianxia were born.

"This necklace may be a prop." Li Changzhou said.

"Props? Will the game recognize things in reality?" Li Qianxia expressed doubts. "If it cannot be recognized, even if it is special, it cannot be brought back to the past."

"It doesn't matter if you can't bring it into the game." Yang Qinglan said, "Just treat it as a souvenir of ours and keep this necklace with you."

She looked at Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou's intuition told him that Yang Qinglan had seen through his true thoughts - in his eyes, this necklace was not just a prop.

In 1928, Li Changzhou didn't have much affection for Li Biwei, but today, 100 years later, standing outside history, he felt some affection for this "sister" in his heart.

When the green shade above my head is blown by the wind, I occasionally think of the scene where I stood under the grape trellis and Li Biwei talked to him on the corridor;

When he was rejected, he would lie on the bed and cry, and even look like he was poisoned and wanted to die together.

Also, when he was fainted by the king cobra venom, he went to see her several times, and she lay on the bed with a peaceful face as if she was asleep.

"Go." Yang Qinglan took a sip of juice.

Li Changzhou picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, then stood up and said, "I'll come as soon as I go."

The body turns into oil paint and is sucked into the photos on the phone.

"What will happen if I turn off the screen at this time?" Li Qianxia was suddenly curious.

Yang Qinglan thought for a while: "Your brother will become history."

"So cool?!"

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Do not behave in any manner that may affect others;

Exhibits are not allowed to be touched, except where touching is expressly permitted;

Don’t make loud noises;

You are not allowed to run or play in the exhibition hall;

No selfie sticks allowed;

Do not disturb others when taking photos;

Food and water cannot be brought into the exhibition hall, and snacks and water cannot be eaten in the exhibition hall;

Do not lie down in public spaces;

Museum rules cannot be violated.

"Who is over there? The library is closed today!" Two security guards came over.

The other staff in the museum who were responsible for checking whether the items were damaged heard the sound and looked over.

Li Changzhou carefully read the museum regulations.

"Shh." He raised his index finger to his lips, "Don't make any noise."

"ah--"

The security guard let out a piercing scream and turned around to run, but fell because the ground was slippery.

"What's going on?" The staff, no, not just the staff, but also some well-dressed people, gathered around.

Everyone took a breath and saw a blurry human figure in front of them, which looked like a historical afterimage that came out of the old objects in the museum.

The blurry figure looks like an ordinary tourist, walking around and admiring the museum.

Some swallowed, some took deep breaths, some were too frightened to move, and some slipped away quietly, as if they had seen a ghost and were not to be disturbed.

In one photo, Li Xinghua is dressed in ragged clothes, holding a broken gun in his hand, with a maniacal smile on his face. He has not yet grown a beard. This is when he first became a bandit.

A pistol belonged to Li Bichang. The sign said that Li Bichang was a sharpshooter.

There is a large carved bed, and the signboard introduces that Li Xinghua is married to the seventh concubine, the youngest is only sixteen years old;

Suits, cheongsam...

In the photo of the Marshal's Mansion, Li Biwei is sitting on the swing, as fresh and fresh as a freshly picked peach. In the black and white photo, there is no beauty left in the photo.

Li Changzhou walked towards the necklace.

The museum has flood lighting that illuminates the entire exhibition hall, and special projection lighting is installed above the necklace.

Under the light, the necklace shone brightly, so vividly that Li Changzhou seemed to hear Li Biwei's laughter again: "Why is the second brother here?"

Li Changzhou stretched out his hand

"Stop!" An old lady in a wheelchair was pushed over.

Li Changzhou pressed his hand on the glass cabinet.

"That necklace, you can't—" the old lady gasped, "you can't touch it with your hands!"

Li Changzhou looked at her carefully this time.

That appearance and outline... Xiaoyu?

The maid next to Li Biwei had been by her side after Li Biwei fell into a coma.

As he looked at her, the old lady somehow felt a long-lasting nostalgia in her heart, as if she had been watched by those eyes in a dream a long time ago.

She was stunned for a moment.

"You, you" The old Xiaoyu looked at the blurry figure, but she couldn't remember the reason for the familiarity in her heart.

Li Changzhou withdrew his gaze and exerted a slight force on his hand. The glass cover shattered and sprinkled on the pearl necklace like diamond shards.

Li Changzhou picked up the necklace, and all the beads glowed darkly.

Xiaoyu came to her senses and shouted hurriedly: "Put it down quickly! It's poisonous!"

The beads dimmed again.

Li Changzhou closed his eyes as if he was dizzy and anemic.

"Second brother, second brother, second brother." A bug lurking in his mind, murmuring the spells and prophecies left by its master, emerged from his mind and merged into a bead like a stream of light.

"Second brother, I like you so much." The valley echoed, the voice spanned a hundred years and finally disappeared.

People can't change history, but history can change people. This worm, Li Biwei's heart, followed him from a hundred years ago to the present day!

Li Changzhou had some sweat on his forehead.

[Name: Gu Chain]

[Type: special props]

[Quality: B+]

[Special effect: 108, one for each Gu]

[Minimum usage conditions: Former-Li Biwei, current-Li Changzhou]

[Introduction: Powerful, magical, and weird voodoo insects; voodoos made into Buddhist beads, Buddhist beads made of voodoos, after losing one, all the voodoos will run away or go berserk]

[Remarks: Second brother, I want to be with you all the time (Message: Li Biwei)]

"You, you are -" Xiaoyu looked at the safe figure in disbelief.

She remembered the last words that the young lady suddenly said once - Xiaoyu, after I die, everything else will belong to you, but don't touch this necklace.

She couldn't help but be curious and asked - why?

The lady didn't answer, just smiled and said: "I want to use it to find the second brother."

At that time, Xiaoyu felt cold and scared, because the young lady's second brother was already dead. How could she use a necklace to find a dead person?

The blurry figure turned into oil paint and disappeared with the necklace, leaving only the shining glass fragments under the searchlight.

Xiaoyu sat in a wheelchair, smiling with trembling lips, and her wrinkled eyes were filled with turbid but crystal tears.

"Miss……"

When Li Changzhou returned to Yanhe Road, there was one more person in the yard than when he left.

"Hiss--um, it's so spicy!" Yaochi had a pained look on his face. He ate the spicy food and his lips were as red as lipstick.

Asking for a monthly ticket at the end of the month