I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 16 Wang Xu's Memories

The bald couple was tied up obediently with a rope, their mouths were sealed with tape, and they were thrown in a corner of the yard.

The little girl was squeezed pitifully between the two, the wound on her arm was no longer bleeding.

The creepy sound of sharpening knives resounded constantly in the yard.

"Ah, this knife is about to be sharpened..." The thin monkey-like old man sitting at the door picked up the shiny boning knife and scraped the blade with his fingers.

"After such a long time, I'm coming back soon. No matter how powerful that kid is, he can't escape from the hands of the Wang family." The old man looked at the bald family and said with a cruel smile, "When you catch that kid, let him see it with his own eyes. Cut off that arm, you should hope that I will sharpen the knife a little bit, and then you will suffer less."

The bald couple shook their heads in horror, begging for mercy.

The old man was even more proud, and jokingly said: "I can't blame me for this at all. If you want to blame it, you can blame that kid. If it wasn't for that kid who can run so well and was caught by me long ago, would there be so many things? I've been chasing you for so long, stop it Interest is also a matter of course."

"Don't worry, it's just an arm. I try not to hurt her life. Besides, it's your luck to give my arm to my collection. Don't think about it, who is qualified to let..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Oh, is this coming back? Hey, that kid has some skills, and he has persisted until now."

The old man stood up with a smile on his face, and when he was about to open the door, the two doors had been violently pushed open. A slender arm came in from the door, grabbed the old man's neck, and pulled the unprepared old man out of the door.

A few seconds later, Lu Zhen, covered in blood, walked into the yard, and silently untied the ropes around the bald couple.

The bald head hurriedly hugged his terrified wife and daughter into his arms, looked uneasily at Lu Zhen whose eyes were bloodshot, opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"Call the police, and someone will come to deal with it." Lu Zhen threw the blood-stained coat in the yard, and walked out of the yard without looking at the bald family.

In a deserted place outside the village, the expressionless Lu Zhen suddenly stopped, covered his mouth with his hands, and when he let go, his palms were already bright red.

The few remaining qi are constantly circulating among the meridians, and the rootless cold breath is continuously expelled from his body, and the consciousness of his back and left half of his body is gradually recovering.

It's just that with the recovery of consciousness, what he felt was not relaxation, but intense pain.

Especially the position of the left shoulder, the burning pain always reminded him where the injury was.

The pain in the back is not easy either.

The Yin spirit can switch between virtual and real. Although he lost consciousness and felt no pain in the palm he was attacked at the time, it is now happening at the same time as the injury on his shoulder, making him short of breath and very uncomfortable.

In addition, the strange toxin inhaled into his body was still eroding his mind all the time, making him feel restless for no reason, and he didn't know where the restlessness was, so he couldn't concentrate.

This battle was exhausted, and he was indeed on the verge of exhaustion.

After adjusting his breath for a while, Lu Zhen turned into the grass on the left and lay powerlessly on his back in the weeds half as tall as a person.

The breeze blows gently, and the weeds sway from side to side, rubbing against each other, making a slight rustling sound, which is refreshing.

The dazzling sunlight fell and was divided into countless pieces by the weeds. With the continuous beating of the weeds, Lu Zhen's face was also divided into many pieces that intersected with light and dark. On Lu Zhen's face, it kept changing and dancing, like a lively dancer Dance freely in the world and show your beauty to the fullest.

Amidst this soul-stirring beauty, Lu Zhen's face was calm, and his slightly narrowed eyes began to become dazed.

His mind is unrestrained, from the weeds around him, the sun and the rustle, to the scenes along the way, and even the memories of the past and present, which are almost forgotten.

Consciousness flickers, appearing one by one irregularly like photos.

What appears at this moment is the weeds at hand, and the next moment may be the clean room with only one bed in Lujia Village's home.

Indescribable freedom and ease filled Lu Zhen's heart. It seemed that he was a prisoner wearing shackles just now, but now he is a real free man after taking off the shackles.

This feeling is obsessive.

Whether it was the pain in the body or the uncontrollable dryness of the mind, they disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, they could no longer affect him in the slightest.

The qi in the body also seemed to be infected by the beating sunlight, and suddenly became spiritual and became more active, spinning endlessly in the meridians, and the recovery speed was almost dozens of times faster than before.

A few minutes later, Lu Zhen took a deep breath, and his eyes recovered a bit.

Feeling the body, the state is better than before, so I don't think about anything else, the index finger of my right hand is raised, a little between the eyebrows, and the ball of golden energy that I just extracted from Wang Xu's body spreads out in my consciousness.

Countless broken memory images flashed through his consciousness like intercepted video images.

From being born as an adult, from barely being able to perceive the environment to being able to clearly present the vision, the picture is getting more and more detailed.

Those memories contain the grievances and grievances of Wang Xu's life, and record the decades-long changes in the alien world in the eyes of the Wang family, but Lu Zhen is not interested.

His consciousness swims upstream in the ocean of memory like a fish, without any hesitation for possible secrets.

The picture flashed faster and faster, gradually exceeding the reaction time of Lu Zhenxin's spirit, and turned into a beam of light that blinded him.

Either after an instant, or after countless years, the streamer suddenly disappeared, as if passing through a thin film, and Lu Zhen's consciousness fell into darkness.

The picture became clear again, and an old man's serious face covered with age spots appeared in the field of vision. The cloudy eyes occupied the center of the field of vision, and the sense of oppression was very strong.

Bringing into Wang Xu's field of vision, Lu Zhen felt a little uncomfortable.

The picture flowed like a TV show, but he became the third person hidden in Wang Xu's consciousness, watching the development of things quietly from the first perspective.

A hoarse voice appeared in his ears.

"Sending generals from the spirit is a rare skill that our Wang family has finally acquired. I don't need to say how much it cost."

"The first batch of cultivators were all selected by the family. Not only is the talent for practicing qi outstanding, but the most important thing is the trust of the family, and you being selected shows that the family trusts you without saying a word."

"Remember, you have to keep a low profile when walking outside after practicing the exercises. Don't abuse the exercises if you don't encounter a crisis. The turmoil caused by the Eight Magic Skills...you know it, I won't say more."

"Wang Xu, do you remember?"

A deep and powerful voice rang out with excitement.

"remember!"

"Then you can do it yourself."

A large piece of paper folded into a booklet was carefully unfolded in the hands of the old man.

At the top of the paper are the words "Juling dispatched generals"...

(End of this chapter)