People are in Douluo, but they are struck by lightning at the beginning

Chapter 49 Dugu Bo

Author: Stir-fried Qitian Pepper

Chapter 49 Dugu Bo

In the afternoon, at the foot of the mountain.

With a snap, Yang Yunhai, who was carrying vines hanging down the mountain wall, touched the ground on his toes.

"Here, I've tied it securely." He raised his hand and handed the fixed safety rope to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Thank you." The latter took the rope and tied it around his waist, turned around and faced the mountain wall, and began to climb the rock wall with his hands.

"It's time for me to start." Seeing Zhu Zhuqing climbing higher, Yang Yunhai turned around and walked towards the other side of the mountain wall. When he got closer, he moved back to a distance of five meters, raised his right hand, and connected his middle finger with his index finger.

As the power surges, lightning arcs fill the fingertips.

"Discharge!" With a slight flick, the thick electric arc from his finger instantly shot out, hitting the rock wall in front of him with a snap, leaving a black mark.

The next moment, the five fingers spread out, and thunder arcs filled the fingertips again. As time went by, a golden thunder light about the size of a thumb, constantly flashing arcs, continued to form on the palm of the hand. From a distance, it looked like a star intertwined by a thunder net.

A thunderball formed.

After a few breaths, Yang Yunhai frowned slightly and threw it out, "Boom!" A bright roar sounded loudly on the rock wall.

"The control is still a bit weak, and I can't compress it too much." Yang Yunhai pondered, then shook his head and turned towards the area with lush blue silver grass.

He sat down on the spot, summoned his martial soul, activated his soul power, and the vines rose up.

Interweaving, twisting, and stretching, gradually, a thick snake-shaped vine with a cone-shaped head and barbs all over the body spiraled into shape. Then, it swam behind Yang Yunhai's left shoulder as if it was alive.

Constantly turning his head, circling, and making impact movements.

Half an hour later, another snake head floated up behind his right shoulder.

"It's a pity that the mental strength is not enough, and the control power is also a little worse. Otherwise, the ability of Wuhun to reserve energy may be further used, making Vine Snake truly a helper who can fight independently." He opened his eyes and glanced at both sides. He couldn't help but

sigh.

Time flies, an hour passes quickly, and there is a soft sound of landing in the distance.

Yang Yunhai turned his head and looked, his brows suddenly furrowed.

Zhu Zhuqing had already landed on the ground, her beautiful body slightly bowed, her right wrist pressed against the stone wall to support her body, her left hand naturally drooped, and her legs were trembling unconsciously.

Looking from a distance, the palms of both hands are bloody, the ears and temples are wet, and salt stains can be vaguely seen on the ears and neck.

After such hard work, Yang Yunhai quickly stood up and came to Zhu Zhuqing's side to steady his shoulders with a few bounces.

"I'm fine, just take a rest." Zhu Zhuqing said softly through gritted teeth.

"My hands are bruised and blistered, but I still say it's okay." Yang Yunhai shook his head, calling on his soul power to slowly inject it into his body.

While injecting soul power, he said, "Your body is currently in a state of depletion, and you cannot sit down and rest for the time being. I will use my soul power to heal your injuries first, and relieve your muscles by the way. Then I will help you move around, and then I will carry you back to the cabin.

rest."

"Thank you." Zhu Zhuqing said concisely and to the point.

"Nothing." Yang Yunhai smiled and began to focus on injecting soul power.

After a while, he withdrew his hand and supported Zhu Zhuqing towards the wooden house. When he was about to leave, he bent down, picked up Zhu Zhuqing from the waist, and ran quickly towards the wooden house.

During the process, Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, but lowered his head slightly and rested his head on Yang Yunhai's shoulder.

After a while, when they returned to the wooden house, Yang Yunhai placed Zhu Zhuqing in the house and sat down on a chair.

"Sit down and rest for a while, then rub the sore parts with your hands. When I come back, I will boil water for you to take a bath."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing shook his head slightly and watched Yang Yunhai walk out of the wooden house.

After a while, his muscles relaxed slightly, and he pushed himself up and stumbled to the window. Looking around, he saw Yang Yunhai wearing short sleeves, holding a nearly three-meter-long log in the distance with both hands.

The movements of standing up and squatting down look very methodical.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Zhuqing bit her lips unconsciously.

Become stronger, keep getting stronger, strong enough to ignore the fate imposed on her by those people. This is the reason why she has been working hard. But now it seems that she has not worked hard enough. The gap with Yang Yunhai seems to be too.

It's getting bigger and bigger.

Thinking of this, his slightly drooped hands couldn't help but clenched, and his eyes became firmer.

Half an hour later, there was a creak, the ajar door was pushed open, and Yang Yunhai strode in.

Looking around, he saw that Zhu Zhuqing was not in the living room, so he couldn't help but look up into the room. Through the ajar door, he could clearly see that Zhu Zhuqing was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, practicing.

Smiling slightly, Yang Yunhai turned around and walked towards the kitchen without interrupting.

While cooking rice, place a pot to boil water.

Two quarters of an hour later, carrying two large buckets of hot water, he arrived at the door of Zhu Zhuqing's room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Zhuqing, the hot water is boiled. I'll carry it in for you and pour it into the bathroom tub."

Zhu Zhuqing, who was sitting on the bed practicing, then opened his eyes, propped himself up, and replied softly: "Sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." Yang Yunhai opened the door, picked up the hot water, entered the house and walked to the bathroom.

Three people from the education committee helped him build this wooden house. There is a well in the bathroom of each room, which can pump water directly. However, due to the conditions, it cannot automatically boil hot water. You need to burn it yourself and then carry it into the house.

Pour cold water into the bathtub to adjust the temperature.

Adjusting the temperature depends on one's physical fitness, so he wasn't going to help.

After a while, Yang Yunhai walked out of the room carrying the empty bucket, returned to the kitchen, and carried two buckets back to his room. After taking a comfortable hot bath, he changed his clothes and returned to the kitchen.

The still-hot food was brought out and placed on the dining table in the living room.

Not long after, Zhu Zhuqing, who was still wearing a loose black nightgown that could not hide her bulging figure, walked out in small steps.

After dinner quietly, the two of them went back to their rooms to practice.

There was no talking all night. The next day, the two of them got up early. After eating the breakfast cooked by Yang Yunhai, they jogged to the training ground together. After the morning training was over, they returned to the cabin together. After lunch and some repairs, they started training in the afternoon.

One round of training.

The difference is that after adapting on the first day, Zhu Zhuqing was no longer as embarrassed as yesterday after going to the ground on the second day.

Although his hands were still bleeding blisters, after Yang Yunhai helped heal them, his body was no longer as exhausted and unable to walk as it was on the first day. After returning to the wooden house to make simple repairs, he practiced again and took the initiative to boil water and cook rice.

For work, Yang Yunhai had a hot shower as soon as he entered the house. Of course, Yang Yunhai cooked the food. Zhu Zhuqing was very self-aware of his own cooking skills, so he could only learn it first.

Therefore, when Yang Yunhai was cooking, Zhu Zhuqing took the initiative to take on the role of assistant.

Time passes like this day by day, and a week passes quickly.

"I haven't seen grandpa for many days, Tian Heng. My grandpa should return to his house in Tiandou City today. So, I am going to accompany grandpa in the afternoon. Do you want to go with me?" After the training in the morning, Dugu Yan turned around.

He turned his head to look at Yu Tianheng.

"I'd better forget it." Yu Tianheng instinctively shrank his neck.

"Is my grandpa that scary?" Dugu Yan raised his mouth and showed an "I am not happy" expression.

"Meeting parents is indeed an extremely scary thing. It's more tiring than practicing!" On the side, Oslo helped smooth things over with loyalty.

"." Dugu Yan immediately rolled her eyes at him, but didn't say anything to refute.

Yang Yunhai shook his head, did not say anything, stretched out his hand to greet other teammates, and left the field with Zhu Zhuqing.

Half an hour later, a certain mansion in Tiandou City.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Dugu Yan walked in cheerfully.

"How is it? Has anything interesting happened in the college during this time?" After meeting, Dugu Bo started talking in his usual way.

During this period of time, he has been staying in his secret medicine garden, but he knows nothing about Tiandou City.

"There is something." Dugu Yan nodded slightly, "We have a very powerful control-type soul master in our team."

After training together for many days, she had to admit that Yang Yunhai's martial soul control ability was indeed powerful, and his personal combat power was also a bit off the charts. He could easily hang up any member of their team and beat them without any chance of fighting back.

That kind of.

"Oh?" Dugu Bo raised his eyebrows, "How powerful is it?"

To be praised so highly by his arrogant granddaughter, in his opinion, he must have two brushes.

"His name is Yang Yunhai, this year." Dugu Yan immediately began to tell.

"The skin is like ink and the texture is like jade. Let me go. Isn't there one in my medicine garden?" After hearing Dugu Yan describe the appearance of the bamboo shoots, Dugu Bo was shocked. But after hearing what Yang Yunhai mentioned

After guessing, my heart sank again.

He had to admit that it did make some sense. The older he got, the more he cherished his life. He really didn't dare to eat randomly.

There was a treasure in his hand but it was not suitable for him. At this moment, Dugu Bo felt that his mood was worse than eating shit.

At the same time, I secretly sighed at Yang Yunhai's good luck.

The appearance description is basically the same as the one in his own medicine garden, which is enough to prove that Yang Yunhai is telling the truth. After all, how could a civilian soul master know about such rare treasures, unless he encountered it by accident.

"What a lucky child." In the end, Dugubo could only make this comment.

"However, such a person is indeed worth getting to know. This child is not only diligent, but also has unconstrained thinking. He is different from ordinary people. Having more interactions with such people will also be good for your daily martial arts practice." Looking at his granddaughter, he said with a smile.

To be honest, this was the first time he had heard of someone who could play with the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit to such an extent.

Dugu Yan immediately rolled his eyes, "I know, Grandpa."

"In addition, there is one more thing." Dugu Yan added, "Once in the dormitory living room," Lian Jiang told Yang Yunhai that he had sensed his wrist with his martial spirit and asked for poison. Then he asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Tell me, did he sense something?"

"What can he know about a little brat who can't even recognize medicinal herbs?" Dugu Bo's first feeling was disbelief.

If Yang Yunhai, a little brat who has never studied pharmacology, could sense poisoning with just a touch of martial arts, and later develop a way to take drugs, wouldn't he, an old guy who has studied and used drugs for decades, all

Did you learn from dogs?

"Yes." Dugu Yan nodded, and then whispered, "To be honest, I quite hope that boy can succeed in the experiment."

"." Dugu Bo suddenly fell silent. Thinking of the pain his granddaughter has endured over the years, he couldn't help but feel sad, but there was a smile on his face.

"Then wait until that kid's experiment is successful and then tell Grandpa. I'll go find that kid to try the effect."

"Forget it. I'll go too if I want to. Let you go, but don't scare others." Dugu Yan curled his lips.

"It's up to you." Dugu Bo said casually. Anyway, he didn't believe that the Blue Silver Grass Spirit could develop any drug-taking abilities.

Soul-absorbing power is soul-absorbing power, and taking drugs is taking drugs. In his opinion, they are completely different things.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. It's not easy to get together. Let's have a good time together tonight."

"No problem! I have already agreed with instructor Qin Ming and Tian Heng that I will not go back to the dormitory tonight."

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PS: I finally have to make the transition to the daily routine of entering the academy. It’s not easy. In the last chapter, I wrote about steamed buns and soy milk, but it seemed like I still have to be an honest person.

(End of chapter)