Stealing the Secret from the Cover of Heaven

Chapter 583 The galaxy is brilliant
The desert is like water and the moon is like frost, a song of freedom chills the heart.

The night is picturesque, the cold moon is like a hook, the stars are shining, and the melodious flute sounds float in the night wind, accompanied by the faint howling of wolves in the distance. The endless Gobi Desert gives people a feeling of vastness and desolation.

The dim moonlight and bright starlight complement each other, adding a bit of chill to the early summer night.

A bonfire, a few skewers of barbecue, the rich aroma of wine, two figures, and a car added a bit of vitality to this desolate wilderness.

At the end of the distant Gobi Desert, the lights in the oil fields are dim, as if reminding travelers going deep into the Gobi Desert that even if they escape here, they still cannot do without the illumination of the fire of human civilization.

Although the bright lights of the bustling city are out of reach, the tiny lights at the end of the horizon are like an invisible chain, still bound deep in the soul.

The light transformed by the lamps, at this moment, seems to be a fetter of the worldly affairs, and also like an emotional lasso, locking up every infatuated man and woman who tries to escape.

The melodious flute sounds dance in the night wind, telling the sky about its sorrow, and it also seems to be telling the earth about its reluctance.

The smooth tone suddenly rose several feet, as if the flute had to be blown into a suona in order to express the emotions in the heart.

Like a soldier about to go to war, he cut off his longing for home and rushed to the battlefield with great enthusiasm.

A figure beside the campfire was startled by the sudden change in the tone of the flute.

The wine glass in his hand shook, and the strong aged wine instantly spilled into the dark red fire.

With a loud bang, the flame, fueled by alcohol, rose several feet high, illuminating the surrounding dark Gobi Desert.

In an instant, the two people sitting beside the fire were illuminated.

The man, who was startled by the changing flute sounds, had broad shoulders and a thick waist with strong limbs. He sat there like an arhat in the temple, strong and powerful.

The man wiped the wine off his hands and cursed at the handsome man playing the flute opposite him: "I said longevity, we are here to relax, and we finally found such a vast place. Instead of drinking and eating meat with us and singing, you are here playing your broken flute."

After saying that, the man took out a can of beer from his side and threw it at the man playing the flute.

He kept mumbling, "Only women would cry and complain after a breakup. Real men should have eaten meat, drunk wine, sang songs loudly, and put all those messes behind them."

The flute player, unable to extricate himself from silent memories, reacted instinctively to the flying can of beer. He instantly stretched out his right hand and caught the can flying over the fire.

The movements were as swift as the wind, as precise as a hawk hunting, and as steady as a tiger pouncing on its prey.

The sound of the flute then disappeared, and the man put the flute, which was full of traces of time, into his pocket.

Then he simply opened the can of beer and drank most of it in one gulp.

Seeing this, the sturdy man opposite praised while eating barbecue: "That's right, we came out this time to relax. Let's put your love affairs aside for now."

"Cough cough!"

Perhaps because he drank too quickly, the tall and slender man playing the flute suddenly started coughing.

Instead of going forward to comfort him, the sturdy man threw a skewer of meaty aroma at him.

Even though the man playing the flute was coughing violently, he still steadily caught the barbecue that the other party passed to him.

"Your reaction speed is really enviable, not worse than mine who has practiced martial arts for twenty years. If you ask me, you should quit your job and practice martial arts with me. With your talent, you can easily practice for three to five months and then participate in fighting competitions. When you win the championship, you can get any woman you want. I'm afraid even eighteen-year-old girls will throw themselves into your arms."

The burly man is named Zhou Tong. He is a professional martial arts coach and a mixed martial arts athlete.

"Practicing martial arts? Forget it. No matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. No matter how strong your fists are, they are still afraid of bullets. Times have changed. There are many ways to keep fit. There is no need to fight with your flesh and blood."

The tall man simply shook his head, and it was obvious that he had no interest in kung fu.

The man's name is Li Changshou. He had just been dumped by his girlfriend of three years. For a while, he found it difficult to accept the reality of being dumped and fell into a vicious cycle of self-denial.

Zhou Tong, a classmate and good friend, couldn't bear to see this, so he drove him all the way west to the vast northwest, allowing him to travel around the vast mountains and rivers to relieve his depression.

“Who says there is no future in practicing martial arts? It’s because they are not practicing correctly and have not received the true teachings of kung fu. They are just blindly pursuing powerful fist and foot skills. A true martial artist cultivates both inside and outside, with qi and blood like a dragon, and full of spirit and energy. Eventually, they ignite the fire in their hearts, are reborn, and become extraordinary.” Zhou Tong said seriously.

"Practicing martial arts really has so many benefits. Why is your reaction speed still not as fast as mine?" Li Changshou said angrily.

"That's because I haven't practiced enough. If one day I meet a master who can open my spirituality, I will pin you to the ground in minutes." Zhou Tong said helplessly.

Then he walked up to Li Changshou, clinked glasses, took a sip, and said, "Changshou, I still think you shouldn't waste your talent. Although there are some things I can't tell you, if you practice with me for two years, you will definitely discover a different world. You are so young, and you waste your time on romance. I feel sorry for you. And your girlfriend Su Tong is immature like a little girl every day, fantasizing about a prince charming coming to pick her up all day long. Look at you, since you started dating Su Tong, she has PUA you to what you are. What kind of life did you live before, and what kind of life are you living now? Don't you have any idea?"

"You don't understand." Li Changshou, who lacked parental love since childhood, had a special persistence in dealing with relationships. Even though he felt great mental pressure during his relationship with Su Tong, he never thought of giving up this relationship.

"Oh, I don't understand? I think you are confused because you are involved. What's so good about Su Tong? She looks so-so, her figure is okay, and she is one year older than you. She always pushes you around. I think now is the perfect time for you to get out of this misery now that she has kicked you out." Zhou Tong had long been fed up with Li Changshou, who was a little humble in front of Su Tong.

As if recalling the twisted love story, Li Changshou directly crushed the beer can in his hand.

Then he threw the beer can on the ground, and said to Zhou Tong with red eyes: "Fight with me."

Seeing this, Zhou Tong put down the skewers in his hand, then stared into Li Changshou's eyes and said, "Are you serious?"

"Come on. Didn't you say that your kung fu is very high? Ten or eight ordinary people can't get close to you. Come on, fight me." Li Changshou seemed like a madman, constantly provoking Zhou Tong.

"Well, I'll help you. If I don't wake you up tonight, I'm not the successor of the Iron Arm and Golden Sword." After saying that, Zhou Tong walked towards the off-road vehicle.

"What are you going to do?" Li Changshou shouted with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"What am I going to do? I'm going to get my boxing gloves and protective gear from the car. If we fight bare-handed, I'm afraid I can kill you with one punch." Zhou Tong glared at Li Changshou, then opened the car door and took out a pair of protective gear and two white wax sticks from the trunk.

"Put on your protective gear, and let's fight each other with the white wax stick so that you can get used to my attack power." Zhou Tong threw the headgear and the white wax stick to Li Changshou, and then put a pair of boxing gloves on his waist.

Then, holding the stick in both hands, he danced a beautiful stick flower on the spot.

Li Changshou directly pulled out the wax stick that Zhou Tong had inserted into the soil, and then imitated Zhou Tong and performed a not-so-pretty stick dance.

The night wind was howling and the fire was crackling.

Zhou Tong and Li Changshou, holding white wax sticks, were three meters away from each other. Under the illumination of the flames, they were extremely serious.

They looked like a pair of knights about to fight to the death. The delicate white wax stick seemed so light in Li Changshou's veiny hands.

"Get out."

As Zhou Tong took a stance, the white wax stick in his hand merged with him like a white dragon emerging from water. His aura surged, and he looked like a great general on an ancient battlefield.

Li Changshou, who had never practiced with a stick, gritted his teeth, his eyes red, and swung the ash stick directly towards Zhou Tong.

"Ah fight!"

A beast-like roar came from his mouth.

At this moment, the ash stick in his hand seemed to have tremendous power. It drew a graceful arc under the night sky, and with one move, it smashed towards Zhou Tong's head.

"bump!"

In the night, the sound of a bow and arrow being shot was heard. Zhou Tong just moved sideways slightly to avoid Li Changshou's attack. At the same time, the white wax stick in his hand seemed to have eyes and directly touched Li Changshou's chest.

"Boom!"

Li Changshou, who was 185cm tall and weighed 75kg, was hit by the stick and flew backwards as if he was hit by a truck.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and when he was about to fall, he used the ash stick in his hand to support the ground, dissipating some of the force before falling to the ground.

"Get up, don't let me look down on you."

Zhou Tong did not show any mercy, but yelled at Li Changshou.

"what!"

Li Changshou got up from the ground, pounded the wax stick in his hand heavily on the ground a few times, then held the stick tightly with both hands, prepared a bayonet fighting stance and rushed towards Zhou Tong.

"Bang, bang!"

With one move, Zhou Tong blocked and hit at the same time, and the white wax stick in his hand hit Li Changshou's arm again.

In an instant, the white wax stick in Li Changshou's hand was knocked away, and his body was not stable.

"Forget it, let's just fight with fists and feet."

Seeing that Li Changshou, who was fighting with weapons, was no match for him, Zhou Tong had no choice but to stick the white wax stick in his hand directly into the hard ground, and then put on the thick boxing gloves.

"What are you still standing there for? Put on your hood." Seeing Li Changshou standing there in a daze, Zhou Tong shouted directly.

Upon hearing this, Li Changshou showed no joy or sadness on his face. He put on the hood and then rushed towards Zhou Tong with his fists swung.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, the sound of war drums rang out in the wilderness.

And there were occasional sounds of spitting.

Ten minutes later, the two men, like men fished out of the water, lay breathlessly on the cold Gobi Desert, gazing at the bright starry sky.

"Are you feeling better now?" Zhou Tong said vaguely with blood foam still in his mouth.

"Thank you." After a moment's silence, Li Changshou, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, spoke.

"We're all brothers, why should I say thank you?" Zhou Tong said through gritted teeth, feeling the pain coming from all over his body.

He never expected that in a bare-handed fight, Li Changshou could defeat him 40-60 simply by relying on his excellent innate conditions.

"Changshou, can you tell me why you behave so humbly in front of Su Tong?" Zhou Tong finally asked in pain. He was beaten. If he couldn't find out the real reason, he would never let it go.

"The reason why I am so accommodating to Su Tong is that she gave me motherly care in the beginning." It seemed that after the fight, the emotions that had been suppressed in Li Changshou's heart for a long time were opened up, and he finally told his friend what he was thinking.

"I knew it, you could actually tolerate a woman like Su Tong who behaves like that." Zhou Tong suddenly realized that he seemed to have never really cared about this good friend.

Then he added: "Don't worry, it's her loss if she dumps you. Let time prove everything."

"Hmm!" Li Changshou just hummed and stopped talking.

Zhou Tong stared at the vast universe in the night sky and said, "Tell me, in this vast universe, besides the Earth, are there any other planets with life?"

“Maybe.” Li Changshou also emptied his mind, letting the vast starry sky fill his heart that was filled with love.

"I really want to know whether there are truly powerful people on the other side of the starry sky, whose bodies can break through the void, whose martial arts are divine, and who can turn rivers and seas upside down with just a wave of their heads and a move." Zhou Tong stared at the sky with great longing.

However, Li Changshou did not respond to him. Instead, his eyes seemed to have lost focus, and his face had an expression of being shocked and dumbfounded.

Deep in his eyes, the mysterious picture on the other side of the starry sky was reflected.

A wild bull, its entire body golden, as if it were made of pure gold, with its feet stepping on the stars, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

There was also a holy fighting ape wearing a golden crown and standing on auspicious clouds. It tore through the void, broke through the sky, and appeared directly in the depths of the galaxy.

Chaos surged, the sea of ​​stars exploded, and then a red dragon more magnificent than the Milky Way appeared in the sea of ​​stars, carrying boundless dragon power, and bursts of dragon roars seemed to announce his arrival.

There were three god-like beings, each with the ninth heaven above their heads and the ninth underworld under their feet. Their power was unstoppable, and for a moment, Li Changshou completely lost his mind.

A thought flashed wildly in his mind: on the other side of the starry sky, gods came to the world and the storm was rising again.

"Changshou, look, what is that in the starry sky?"

Suddenly, Zhou Tong on the side also pointed at the starry sky and shouted excitedly.

(End of this chapter)