Stop In The Deep Sea

Wang Xin ran downstairs in despair, shouting "I'm sorry" all the time.

After a while, a figure came down the stairs. It turned out to be the girl he met on the tram today.

The girl had already put on suspenders and hot pants, her wet hair hung naturally on her shoulders, her face was red, she was really cute.

When Wang Xin saw this, he stood up and apologized again.

Chai Hao wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment, but after thinking for a long time, he suddenly said: "Brother, it was you who saw it, and you were the one who called me. The girl didn't say anything, why are you panicking? "

It was okay if I didn't say it, but it was even weirder when I said it, which attracted a roll of the eyes from the girl.

Seeing her reaction, Wang Xin and Chai Hao hurriedly sat around the table, looking at each other, not daring to say a word. Later, they felt that it was inappropriate to disturb them in the middle of the night, so they quickly identified themselves and explained the reason for the incident.

The girl ignored it, but walked to the semi-open kitchen aside, holding a coffee pot and asked: "Would you like to add ice?"

Wang Xin: "Add."

Chai Hao: "No more."

"..."

"Then let me join too..."

When the girl heard this, she was obviously stunned. She reopened the ice box she was about to put away, and then started brewing coffee. Her tall figure made her look very energetic.

After a while, the coffee was served.

"I am a student of Dr. Nie, and I live here temporarily." The temperature of the ice cubes gradually restored the girl's blushing cheeks.

After talking, the two learned that the girl's name was Dai Xingyue and she was from the Miao ethnic group in western Hunan.

Her personality is relatively independent, giving people a calm and free impression. She wears the stars and the moon, and is not tied down by the world. The name "Dai Xingyue" is in line with her temperament.

The Miao people are a very ancient ethnic group that played a very mysterious role in every dynasty. Later, the ethnic groups merged, resulting in very few remaining Miao people. It is said that the Miao people are the descendants of Chi You, and they have the true blood of Chi You flowing in their bodies.

Through the exploration of his spiritual sense, Wang Xin felt that this girl had strong spiritual energy fluctuations, but this spiritual energy was different from ordinary ancient martial arts practitioners.

Nowadays, ancient martial arts are roughly divided into nine mainstream traditions. Wang Xin knows very little about the Miao, a relatively low-key ethnic group.

When he asked which branch Dai Xingyue practiced, the girl simply said two words.

"witchcraft."

Chai Hao on the side was certainly not interested in this kind of topic. As a deep lover of elastic mithril, he was only obsessed with mimicry. So he got up and went out, saying he wanted to take a walk around.

There were only two people left in the villa, and the atmosphere suddenly became slightly awkward.

In fact, Wang Xin was the only one who was embarrassed. Dai Xingyue didn't seem to take the episode to heart at all.

Fortunately, the appearance of a black cat broke Wang Xin's dilemma.

"Meow~"

The black cat stretched and lazily walked down the stairs, then jumped up and onto Dai Xingyue's shoulders.

"You raised it?" Wang Xin pointed at the black cat.

Dai Xingyue nodded and asked thoughtfully: "Its name is Di Zai. You don't mind if I keep a cat here, do you?"

Wang Xin heard the implication of her words and didn't want to move away from here. He simply said: "Of course I don't mind. I'm living here temporarily. After all, it's me who disturbed you."

Dai Xingyue said nothing, and glanced at the black cat. It jumped down from his shoulder as if it had received some instruction, and then walked along the table to Wang Xin, staring at him and pacing back and forth.

After a while, the black cat returned to Dai Xingyue's side again, snuck into her arms, and meowed twice in her ear.

Dai Xingyue seemed to know something, smiled lightly, then turned around and raised her slender legs, ready to go upstairs.

Before leaving, she didn't look back and just left one sentence: "If your stomach is not good, drink less ice."

Wang Xin was stunned for a moment after hearing these words. How did she know that she had a bad gastrointestinal condition?

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Xin was very sure that he never mentioned this matter after he came in. After all, it would be strange to mention that he had a bad stomach when they met for the first time.

Could it be that she can tell fortunes?

Thinking of this, Wang Xin suddenly remembered that the Miao people in western Hunan were famous for their witchcraft and poison. I was afraid that she had just used divination in witchcraft on herself.

In today's society, everyone thinks that divination comes from Western fantasy magic novels. In fact, this is not the case. As early as more than a thousand years ago, divination appeared among ethnic minorities in remote areas of China.

However, compared to ancient martial arts that can strengthen the body, complex witchcraft is more difficult to pass on.

"She won't poison me." Wang Xin was frightened for a while and felt that he should stay away from her in the future, otherwise he would die one day without knowing how.

There are three rooms on the second floor, each of which is very spacious. Dai Xingyue lives in the master bedroom on the far right. Wang Xin took Chai Hao's luggage and helped him throw it into a south-facing second bedroom, while he himself I chose a room facing north.

At this moment, all the street lights outside have been turned off, and the entire jurisdiction is dark.

Seeing that it was already 11 o'clock, Wang Xin began to enter the daily practice stage.

In the few years since he came into contact with ancient martial arts, he has never stopped.

In the month since he entered the base, he has memorized all the contents of the "Great Heaven Sutra" and imprinted them into the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's strange to say that I couldn't memorize the Chinese text when I was in school, but I could never forget the exercises. Maybe it was out of interest after thinking about it.

Wang Xin kneads the magic formula with his hands, and the infuriating energy circulates over and over again, and the mental method is constantly rehearsed in his mind.

In the past few days, he discovered that after turning to the Maharashtra Sutra, there seemed to be something more in his body.

The chest, which was originally empty, now has a ball of air.

This air mass is very hazy and does not seem to be an entity. It can only be vaguely felt by turning on the inner vision.

There is no explanation for this phenomenon in the Maharashtra, and Wang Xin doesn't know whether it is good or bad. He has not felt any discomfort so far, so he simply doesn't care about it anymore.

The true energy continuously starts from the air mass, flows to all parts of the body, and finally returns to the air mass, which has the meaning of returning to nature.

As he continued to practice, a lot of sticky things gradually oozed out from the skin. This was a cleansing of the essence and marrow, which was the unique feature of the Mahavamsa Sutra.

Among the existing techniques, there are very few that can change the physique. Even if there are, they are basically collected by some powerful sects, and it is difficult to spread them to casual cultivators like them.

At this time, in the next room.

Dai Xingyue closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he was performing some kind of secret technique. A purple light flashed, and the scene in Wang Xin's room actually appeared in the void in front of him.

The black cat was pacing quietly aside, looking at Wang Xin in the picture, and he was actually talking.

"This young man named Wang Xin is quite talented, and the exercises he practices are very unusual. They seem to be related to the life locust tree."

When Dai Xingyue heard this, he did not react at all and continued to cast the spell. His shaved jade fingers danced in the air like an elf, creating mysterious haloes.

Black Cat leaned over and asked: "Xiao Yue, do you want to recruit him to my Dong family?"

Dai Xingyue shook his head gently and said with a clear breath: "Don't act rashly first, wait until his identity is clearly investigated."

The black cat lowered its head, said nothing, jumped slightly, climbed onto the cat climbing frame nearby, and began to lick its paws lazily.