Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 10 10. Qi training layer (pseudo)
"What are you looking at, are you asking for a fight?"

Chen Zhuangshi yelled fiercely at a villager next to him, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and swung it twice fiercely, as if to hit him.

The villager didn't dare to answer back, cursed inwardly, and walked away dejectedly.

The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked.

Chen Zhuangshi's virtue can also be deduced from Chen Ergou's past behavior.

Their family is in the village, and they are like village tyrants.

There is no particular reason.

It's just because Chen Zhuangshi is the younger brother of the village chief.

Coupled with his strong body and strong military strength, not many people in the village are willing to mess with him.

Not to mention that his son just died, and he talked like he had eaten gunpowder, and no one wanted to touch him.

No wonder they all avoided Chen Zhuangshi.

However, he was obviously not at the point of losing his mind completely, and he didn't dare to provoke Lin Shanbai.

It's just that when passing by them, Chen Zhuangshi suddenly gave An Le a look, and his attitude was very unfriendly.

Probably because An Le did not die for his son, so he held a grudge.

An Le was so angry that he laughed from the bottom of his heart.

But there was no expression on his face, silently watching his back go away.

Afterwards, An Le followed Lin Shanbai out of the village.

He couldn't help asking: "Uncle Lin, what is the bewitching of the villagers..."

"Be careful!"

Lin Shanbai's face immediately changed, his only remaining one eye widened, revealing a sternness that An Le had never seen before.

"Stop talking about anything related to it!"

"Otherwise, you will get out of my house."

An Le didn't expect that the old Orion's reaction would be so violent, as if he had touched a taboo, he quickly apologized.

"Sorry Lin Bo, I won't mention it again in the future."

There was silence for a few breaths.

Lin Shanbai realized that his attitude was too aggressive, his tone calmed down, and he looked at An Le with complicated eyes and said.

"You do not understand……"

"Sometimes ignorance is luck."

******
late at night.

An Le lay on the bed, recalling Lin Shanbai's reaction and words during the day.

It is certain that there are deep secrets hidden behind the villagers' bewitching.

"This village is not big, and there are quite a lot of strange things."

He complained silently.

Speaking of it, it seems that no outsiders have visited Chenjiacun for a long time.

Except for hunting, the villagers hardly leave the village, which is like a paradise isolated from the world.

Most people have no impression of the area outside the village.

When it comes to outside the village, it seems to be in another world.

Instead, I heard that the village head will travel far away and bring back some necessities for life.

"hiss……"

An Le inhaled slightly, feeling cold all over her body.

Some time ago, he had been recuperating his body, concentrating on exercising, and doing his best just to make ends meet, without paying too much attention to the situation outside his body.

But now that he thought about it seriously, he came up with a question.

"Is this village... really normal?"

It's useless to think about these questions, the memory of the monster attacking the village a month later is still vivid in my mind!
We have to get through this first before we talk!

That is to say, but the psychological thing is to be flexible when you want it to be flexible, and to be flexible when you want it to be flexible.

As soon as she closed her eyes, An Le's mind was filled with all kinds of Chinese horror legends such as "red embroidered shoes", "dark marriage", "ghost village".

Unable to fall asleep on the left and right, instead he kept thinking wildly, so he simply got up from the bed.

An Le picked up the hunting knife beside the bed, and began to practice this [Jianghu Knife Technique] according to the memory in her mind.

Because there is no way to explain the source of this knife technique.

He didn't dare to show it in front of Lin Shanbai yet, so he could only practice quietly now.

At first, An Le was a little unfamiliar with the knife, and his movements were stiff and clumsy.

It's unbearable to look at.

However, it didn't take long, as he gradually found the feeling, the body seemed to be recovering the memory of the physical body.

When swinging the knife, it is already smooth and natural, and the figure is agile and vigorous.

Every movement is decent, find the right posture for exerting force.

It's still not a master craftsman, but it doesn't look like a beginner either.

At least, it looks bluffing.

at the same time.

An Le's breathing is steady, with a unique rhythm, and the chest rises and falls with the inhalation and discharge of air.

Around him, weak spiritual power began to gather.

Free around the arm, in contact with the skin, gradually penetrate into the muscles.

It's cold, but surprisingly comfortable.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, An Le savored this wonderful taste carefully.

The spiritual power circulated in the body through the veins for two or three weeks, and then stayed at the position of the dantian.

"call!"

After practicing for a short time, Anle felt that the hunting knife in his hand was extremely heavy, his arms felt sore and his body was sweating profusely.

"The intensity of this sword training is actually so great?"

He was amazed.

"Perhaps it's because...with this special breathing method?"

However, the current An Le is not afraid of the intensity, but the intensity is not enough.

If you don't become stronger as soon as possible, how can you survive in this dangerous world?

He simply took off his shirt, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles, and the muscle lines on his body were very obvious.

He continued to practice the knife.

The sharp knife light appeared and disappeared in the night.

The boy's sweat dripped on the ground, tempering an increasingly stronger and tougher physique.

******
Early the next morning.

An Le yawned and pushed open the door, stretching her body at the door.

Miraculously, he didn't feel much soreness all over his body after practicing most of the Sudao last night.

As far as An Le speculates, this is most likely the effect of spiritual power in the body.

Last night's efforts paid off.

An Le clearly noticed that a small air mass appeared in the dantian, and the weak spiritual power condensed together.

When he opened the panel, he immediately revealed a look of surprise.

【Name: Anle】

【Lifetime: 15/37】

[Boundary: Qi training layer (pseudo)]

[Cultivation method: none]

"Am I already practicing Qi?"

An Le herself was surprised.

But look at the "pseudo" in the back, which is also expected.

After all, he didn't practice any exercises now, he just absorbed spiritual energy into his body, and he didn't know anything about the manipulation of spiritual power.

Not really a cultivator.

Boundaries are imaginary.

"However... the life expectancy is two years longer than before!"

With a smile on his face, Anle couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Sure enough, cultivating immortals is the only way to live forever."

The only problem is.

His stomach started growling again.

Whether it is the training of sword skills or the storage of spiritual power, the energy required is astonishing.

A living body is like an insatiable black hole, demanding a lot of food.

hungry!so hungry!
An Le was very helpless.

"The nutrition I lack, who will make it up for me!"

He can only come to the kitchen with ease, prepare to light a fire and cook, and use the number of times deduced today by the way.

[Choose the deduction part: lower limbs! 】

[There is no deduction bias for now. 】

[Start deduction! 】

During the deduction process.

During the day, An Le went hunting with Lin Shanbai as usual.

Only at night, in order to avoid being noticed by the old Orion, he found a remote corner in the village and began to practice swords every day.

As a perfect knife method.

[Jianghu Knife Technique] In addition to the movement of swinging the knife, it is also matched with the corresponding footwork, which gradually makes Anle's lower limbs also have the characteristics of "intelligence".

During this period, An Le worked hard to collect information related to monsters and evil spirits in the village.

Unfortunately, with little success.

The villagers are very taboo about these two matters and refuse to discuss them in depth.

And as far as An Le guessed, ordinary villagers may also be kept in the dark, and only a few people know the truth.

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth day in the deduction.

　It hurts, it hurts too much!

　　I am missing the recommendation ticket, who will make it up for me?
　　Both sentences are jokes.

　　


(End of this chapter)