Rebirth and daily cultivation

Dark path.

The light from the mobile phone flash hit the surface of the building wall, illuminating the limp figure clearly.

This scene was also seen by several people present.

‘How much power is that!’ Lin Zida’s feet were cold.

He had witnessed Jiang Ning fighting four people at a barbecue stall, but the scene at that time was far less shocking than now.

The last few people were small hooligans commonly seen on the street, but the three people who surrounded him and Zhuang Jianhui today were far different.

Whether it was the weapons they carried or the temperament they exuded, they all proved that they were definitely a group of desperate criminals, and breaking people’s bones was not just once or twice.

At first, Lin Zida was worried whether Jiang Ning would be defeated, but now...

‘I underestimated him...’

Jiang Ning kicked the man with high cheekbones. According to the momentum of the man swinging the steel pipe just now, if Jiang Ning was just an ordinary person, I am afraid his skull would be smashed alive!

He stopped looking at the useless man, and slowly moved his eyes to other people, asking: "Who scolded me just now?"

Jiang Ning was scolded just by passing the intersection.

He and Xue Yuantong were in a good mood to eat fish, but the happy atmosphere was directly destroyed.

If it were an ordinary person, he could only swallow his anger and leave silently.

But Jiang Ning's cultivation was constantly improving. If he continued to endure, what was the point of his cultivation?

As for saying that the other party apologized just now, he should forgive him, isn't it funny?

Others slapped you inexplicably in front of your relatives.

And then let you slap back, and you feel relieved?

A dog bites you, and you bite the dog, and you feel relieved?

The short-browed man saw the miserable state of his companion, and he stared at Jiang Ning.

The bald man looked stunned, and then he reached for the dagger at his waist with his left hand.

A few seconds later, he changed his fake smile and smiled: "Brother, my brother is impulsive and reckless. He deserves to be beaten. Are you satisfied now?"

Jiang Ning scanned the environment and noticed Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui, especially Zhuang Jianhui's broken arm.

Zhuang Jianhui was tied to a telephone pole, biting a steel pipe in his mouth. Jiang Ning saw his humiliated and embarrassed appearance.

Jiang Ning was dressed in white, and the moonlight sprinkled on him, making him look bright. He looked calm, as if everything was under control.

The contrast at this moment gave Zhuang Jianhui, who claimed to be proud, a heavy blow. The mental pain was even greater than the pain of the broken arm.

He couldn't help but lower his head.

Jiang Ning had no sense of being in danger. He reminded: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhuang? What's wrong?"

Zhuang Jianhui didn't have the face to look at Jiang Ning directly.

As soon as these words came out, the bald man and the short-browed man were stunned at the same time: "Do you know each other?"

Lin Zida's expression was bitter: "I've suffered a lot from the boss."

The short-browed man threatened: "Since you know each other, it's easy to deal with. Be smart."

As he said, he pointed the dagger in front of Lin Zida's eyes and kept slashing.

Jiang Ning flicked his finger, and the magic power gathered at his fingertips instantly turned into a blazing flame, like a spirit snake, suddenly rushing towards the short-browed man.

In an instant, the fire illuminated the dim environment and dispelled the shadows.

The flames were so fast that the short-browed man felt a scorching heat rushing towards him.

He was so scared that he immediately took two steps back and slapped his face in panic.

When the fire was extinguished, the short-browed man's eyebrows were burned.

Jiang Ning said calmly, "I hate people threatening me the most."

When this move was made, Lin Zida screamed, "What the hell!"

Zhuang Jianhui was also extremely shocked. He saw clearly that Jiang Ning flicked his fingers just now, and a flame shot out of thin air, just like the tricks of an immortal.

The bald man thought he saw a ghost.

Only Xue Yuantong was surprised and said, "Magic! I want to learn it!"

After the eyebrowless man put out the fire, he approached Lin Zida again, trying to control him.

Jiang Ning made a finger-snapping gesture, and the eyebrowless man was startled and his voice was hoarse: "Playing tricks!"

Jiang Ning flicked his fingers.

This time, although there was no flame, the eyebrowless man still hid behind Lin Zida, letting him serve as a cover.

Seeing him extremely frightened, Jiang Ning couldn't help laughing.

The bald man finally gave up. He was a man with good eyesight. The kick just now from this kid was too sharp, and he also mastered some strange techniques.

Just now, they attacked by surprise, but still didn't take advantage.

The night is long and dreams are many. If they continue to be involved, they may not be able to leave.

"Help him up, let's go."

At the same time, he was annoyed. If he had acted faster, he might have broken another leg of Zhuang Jianhui, but it was a pity that he talked too much.

Jiang Ning said: "I haven't apologized yet."

The bald man's forehead jumped, and finally said sincerely: "I'm sorry, we were impulsive just now. I will never curse in the future. I apologize sincerely."

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand: "What's the use of apologizing? Pay money, three hundred."

The bald man twitched his mouth, and honestly took out three banknotes and carefully put them in Jiang Ning's hand.

Originally, he relied on the hidden dagger and had the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to attack, but under Jiang Ning's piercing gaze, he gave up.

The bald man retreated to the side of the high-cheekbone man, helped him up, and quickly disappeared into the alley next to him.

Zhuang Jianhui spat out the steel pipe and said angrily: "Leave them here!"

Jiang Ning glanced at him and said playfully: "Oh, I'll call them back for you?"

Zhuang Jianhui's face froze instantly.

Lin Zida suddenly shouted: "Jianhui, shut up! Are you crazy?"

Then, he looked at Jiang Ning with respect on his expression: "Thank you, Jiang Ning. If you weren't here today, I really can't imagine the consequences."

Lin Zida could predict the horror. Jian Hui had already broken an arm. If the steel pipe was knocked down, how many teeth would be saved? And would the other party really let them go so easily?

Thinking of the brutality of the bald man when he attacked, Lin Zida felt that there was no chance that he would be spared.

As soon as he thought about it, the feeling of surviving a disaster suddenly emerged. For the first time, Lin Zida felt that living a healthy life was so beautiful!

For him, even if one hand is disabled, it is an extremely heavy blow, which means that he can no longer hold a controller and play games.

Jiang Ning: "It's a convenient thing."

After Zhuang Jianhui was scolded by Lin Zida, he was silent for a long time and said, "Thank you. If you encounter anything in the future, you can come to me for anything."

He deliberately emphasized the tone of the last few words. He was not an ungrateful person, but he was blinded by his innate superiority. A stick from his bald head woke him up.

Jiang Ning waved her hand: "Forget it."

Lin Zida added: "Thank you so much for today."

He struggled to break free of the rope.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning and Tongtong left together.

…

Lin Zida helped Zhuang Jianhui untie the rope and quickly left the path until he appeared next to the hotel.

Zhuang Jianhui hugged his broken right arm and escaped from the tense area. The pain of the fracture was particularly clear, and his face turned pale from the pain.

Lin Zida called Lin Han and quickly explained, asking her to help contact the hospital and send someone to pick her up.

Huqishan Villa.

Lin Han, who was originally looking forward to a late-night snack, suddenly changed his expression after answering the phone.

Ding Shuyan's eyes were dark and he asked, "Did something happen?"

Lin Han nodded: "Well, Xiaohui's arm was broken."

"Anything else?"

Lin Han: "Little Fatty didn't say much. I'll contact the hospital first. Can you go there later?"

Ding Shuyan put down the tea cup, and the palpitating feeling completely disappeared.

She knew the crisis was over.

She stood up slowly, her soft white skirt fitting her body, and her perfect curves were gradually revealed under the moonlight: "Well, let's go and take a look."

…

Nanhong Road.

The battery car breaks the silence of the night.

The road was exceptionally quiet. Xue Yuantong blinked: "I haven't seen any speedsters in almost a month."

I remember when I used to go home, there would often be many yellow-haired young people riding modified motorcycles, making a huge roar, and then overtaking them at extremely fast speeds, ignoring the red lights and speeding past.

When I was in junior high school, my mother was almost hit when she came home from a night shift.

Recently, almost all of them have disappeared.

Jiang Ning: "Very good."

Xue Yuantong: "Is it because the weather is getting colder and they are afraid of the cold, so they stop racing?"

Jiang Ning: "Strong people never complain about the environment."

He saw that there were often groups of racing parties, so he had a sudden idea and used his magic power to place three invisible speed bumps in front of the pedestrian zebra crossing.

According to his observation, among those who like to drive cars at night, it seems that seven or eight people have been disabled.

Gradually, Nanhong Road became a taboo place for drag racing.

Xue Yuantong said: "Strong people don't complain about the environment, because it is the strong people who make the environment worse."

Jiang Ning was stunned and said nothing.

After a brief silence, Xue Yuantong said: "We didn't need to pay attention to it just now."

Jiang Ning didn't answer right or wrong, he asked: "What do you think an ideal life should be like?"

Xue Yuantong: "The current situation."

She is extremely content with the status quo.

Okay, Jiang Ning felt that he was asking in vain.

Facing Tongtong, Jiang Ning was particularly patient: "We live in society, and we will meet all kinds of people and encounter many injustices in our lives."

"In the past, I could only strictly demand myself, maintain restraint, and accept injustice."

"Because my power and ability are limited, I am helpless against others, so I don't care about evil people, because that will only make me covered in ashes."

"But, have you ever thought that people actually have another way of living? When they mess with me, they kick not only cotton but steel plates?"

Jiang Ning told Xue Yuantong bit by bit.

Xue Yuantong listened carefully. She understood what Jiang Ning meant. She understood, but this road was destined to encounter many difficulties.

Xue Yuantong had never been tough in the past. In junior high school, all students were intimidated by the pressure of their math teachers, and she bravely resisted them.

Although the result was not good, Xue Yuantong was never a timid person.

But when she thought of the danger Jiang Ning had gone through, she was filled with worry. She squeezed the flesh of his waist with her small hands: "Where is the steel plate? It's still soft!"

Jiang Ning tightened her muscles: "Try squeezing again."

Xue Yuantong pinched it again but did not move.

Jiang Ning: "Is it hard?"

Xue Yuantong was surprised: "Oh my god, it's so hard."

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's harder than a steel plate."

Xue Yuantong pouted: "You have to show off."

"Don't you feel sorry for the money? The person who offended us today paid us three hundred yuan, and the money is back, aren't you happy?"

Of course Xue Yuantong is happy.

Jiang Ning said: "I am the number one immortal in the world, invincible in the world."

Xue Yuantong: "Then I am also an immortal and have mastered the magic of immortality."

Jiang Ning: "What magic?"

Xue Yuantong thought for a few seconds and said: "My immortal magic is the rarest spiritual spell. You can designate an immortal to be my bodyguard forever and ever."

Jiang Ning joked: "Oh, who are you going to specify?"

Xue Yuantong smiled and said: "I have already used it!"

...

The laughter along the way dispelled the unhappiness.

After Xue Yuantong returned home, she saw her mother waiting for her at the door after school. She held the pot and showed off:

"Mom, Jiang Ning bought me fish, come and eat some!"

Aunt Gu made an excuse to refuse: "Mom has no appetite, you and Jiang Ning eat it."

Xue Yuantong: "Eat something, eat something!"

Aunt Gu waved her hand: "No appetite."

Xue Yuantong took back her words and pointed: "I told you not to eat snacks every day, look, now you have no appetite at night!"

Aunt Gu was in a trance for a moment, feeling upside down.

Why does this sound so familiar?

Xue Yuantong held the pot and moved to Jiang Ning's room, preparing to have a midnight snack.

She found a can of honey lemon slices from Jiang Ning's refrigerator and began to brew warm lemon tea.

While she was brewing lemon tea, she hummed a tune softly in her mouth, and Jiang Ning sat on the sofa and listened to her humming.

Two minutes later, Xue Chuchu appeared in Jiang Ning's room in a black dress.

Xue Yuantong opened the pot, and a pot of braised yellow croaker appeared in front of the three people with the hazy steam.

"Beep beep" the induction cooker made a light sound, and the soup was boiling.

"Eat, eat!" Xue Yuantong picked up the chopsticks and picked up a hot yellow croaker.

After taking a bite, the fish meat fully absorbed the soup, the taste was rich and delicious, the meat was very tender, and it was much better than ordinary fish.

On the night of early winter, a pot of braised yellow croaker is simply the ultimate enjoyment.

Jiang Ning tasted the popcorn and ate a green grape.

Xue Yuantong ate meat happily, and Jiang Ning always stole her lemon tea when she was not paying attention.

After he stole half a cup of lemon tea, Xue Yuantong finally noticed him.

She immediately slapped her chopsticks and glared at Jiang Ning.

Xue Chuchu, who was addicted to eating fish, held the fish bone in her mouth and looked at the two people through the curling steam, with puzzlement in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Xue Chuchu's voice was soft.

Xue Yuantong accused: "He went too far. Do you know what he did?"

Xue Chuchu found it difficult to understand Tongtong's anger. She felt that being able to eat fish was already very worthwhile.

So, Xue Chuchu picked up the glass and sipped the honey lemon tea. The natural sweetness and the sourness of the lemon blended together, and the taste was excellent.

"Don't get angry about trivial things." Xue Chuchu comforted.

Xue Yuantong: "Don't you need to? If you are provoked, will you get angry?"

Xue Chuchu's mind was flowing. She knew Jiang Ning's character, so she said: "No, eating is the most important thing."

Xue Yuantong immediately said: "Okay, Jiang Ning just stole half a cup of lemon tea from me."

After that, she picked up Chuchu's cup, poured half a cup of lemon tea from her cup, and filled her own cup.

Xue Yuantong said: "Chuchu, you won't be angry, will you?"

Xue Chuchu lowered her head and stared at the half cup of lemon tea left, and suddenly felt upset.