The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 135 Returning to the village, the dusty past (two in one)

In the afternoon, the same Yang Jiang had just arranged for Jiang Xin to leave the village. Only then did Jiang Xin have the opportunity to ask the question she had been holding back for a long time: "Mr. Yang, I have always had a question. That day, I fell asleep for no reason. I just lay on the bed after coming here, do you know what happened?"

Knowing how much his own father valued the little guy in front of him, Yang Jiangang didn't need to hide Jiang Xin's knowledge about such trivial matters, and gave the answer directly.

"In order to prevent the address of the village from being leaked at will, you were fainted after getting in the car. Of course you don't remember anything, but now there is no need for such means."

Avoiding those dirt roads that seemed to lead to the outside all the way, Yang Jiangang pointed to a valley in front of him and said: "The village road going out is here, just go out along the way."

Jiang Xin nodded, and left Yangjia Village along the road pointed out by Yang Jiangang.

The methods of the Yang family are indeed commendable, especially their meticulous control of their own body, which provided Jiang Xin with a lot of inspiration.

These days, relying on her BUG-like learning ability, Jiang Xin has been able to use Yuan Qi to completely simulate the movement of Yuan Shou. Although it is still not as smooth as Yang Cunren who does not use Qi breath, it is still sufficient for use.

The human body is common, and from the movement of Yuanshou, Jiang Xin discovered some other expansions.

With the power of a palm muscle joint, the air can be cut and kneaded into a sphere. After exercising the breath, he can even use the finger pinching that Yang Gang used to himself that day, and even peel the air.

If you can exercise all the muscles in your body to this level, what will happen then?
Jiang Xin once asked old man Yang Cunren this question, but he didn't give an answer, or he couldn't give an answer because it was too difficult.

There are 639 muscles in the human body. It is difficult enough to coordinate dozens of muscles in the hands. Every additional muscle requires more mental and computational power. Unless the brain is comparable to a computer, it is absolutely impossible to do it. .

After receiving this reply, Jiang Xin temporarily let go of this idea, and instead used Yuan Shou's control method to shape Yuan Qi's inspiration.

Kneading and shaping with the first method similar to Yuan Shou, Yuan Qi, which was originally like thin cement, suddenly changed a little, becoming more viscous and thicker, until finally it was completely shaped by Jiang Xin into a coffin that can store information .

It is related to the spirit, but it can only store rigid information but not carry the spirit of thinking, so it is called coffin.

After using an inspiration to send a few messages to Old Gou who was still waiting in Fengmen Village, Jiang Xin followed the address that Zhang Chulan and the others sent him and rushed directly to the abandoned bunker.

Not far after walking out of Yangjia Village, Jiang Xin's own cell phone rang suddenly, and when she opened it, it was a text message from her 'dad' whom she had never seen a few years ago.

The content of the text message is very short, a foreign address, plus a sentence.It probably means that I must go there in the next one or two months.

After thinking about it, Jiang Xin didn't delete the text message, and silently recalled the sealed memories in her mind. Although there were few, there were still some scenes of the original owner getting along with his father—very indifferent, like two Like strangers.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xin made some plans in her heart, put away her mobile phone, and accelerated her pace a lot.

A few days later, in the valley where the dark fort is located, the first time Jiang Xin walked in, he saw people who were setting up a stove and lighting a fire for cooking. As for their respective tents, they had already stood there early. .

"Everyone came here quite early, so much faster than me." Jiang Xin greeted everyone, found a place to put her luggage in the remaining open space, and took the cans to the stove: "How about it, did you gain anything?"

"Jiang Xin." Qiu'er sat down next to him: "You did a great job last time."

"Isn't it all by the way over there?" Jiang Xin smiled: "I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing, but the two of you should have gained a lot, right?"

Qiu'er looked at Zhang Chulan and grinned: "Beyond your expectations, there is no practical gain at all."

"Is that what happened there?" Jiang Xin pointed to the crack made by Xiao Zizai and his senior brother over there, pretending to be ignorant.

"Ahem, it's a long story." Qiu'er coughed, "Let me simplify it for you. Brother Xiao got into a fight with someone."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"Okay." Jiang Xin nodded with a look of regret, just picked up the hot can, and found that Lao Meng came to her side: "Then Chen Duo lived, how is it?"

Jiang Xin recalled a little bit, then nodded: "It should be considered good to eat, live and play, at least for a period of time, her life will be extremely fulfilling."

When Lao Meng heard this, a trace of happiness appeared on his face, and then he dragged Jiang Xin to discuss it. The other extremely temporary workers knew that Lao Meng cared about Chen Duo, and ignored them.

"Today should be the execution day set by the company."

"After today, if Ma Xianhong still doesn't come, then this plan should be regarded as a failure."

"But it's nice to have a few days off."

A few people were talking, and one day passed, and then the second day and the third day
On the third day after the execution day, several persons in charge of Xiao Zizai finally sent a message, asking several temporary workers to evacuate the bunker to perform other tasks. Jiang Xin and Zhang Chulan are also considered unique existences among temporary workers, so they chose Go ahead and wait.

"Brother Jiang, do you still want to wait here?" Zhang Chulan looked at Jiang Xin, who had no intention of leaving, and felt a little twitch in his heart: "The execution day has passed for a long time."

"Didn't you leave? Besides, I don't have any other important matters, so I might as well wait here for a few more days." Jiang Xin glanced at Zhang Chulan, lowered her head, and continued playing with the mud in her hand.

Although it is just ordinary yellow mud mixed with water, it is not as good as the mud in the village, but it can barely be used as a training object for clay sculpture.

Heaven, earth, gods, men and ghosts, with scales and feathers.Although Jiang Xin didn't know everything, it was enough to bring some clay sculptures to life.

One by one, one by one, and the time passed like this for a few days.

In the end, the development of the matter did not exceed Jiang Xin's expectations. In the afternoon, when the sun was approaching, Ma Xianhong appeared in front of the two after a makeover.

There was someone standing in front, and Jiang Xin thought that there was no need to pierce Ma Xianhong's disguise, anyway Feng Baobao would be able to identify his identity in a few minutes.

Ten minutes later, after a farce, Ma Xianhong finally chose to sit down and talk, but looking at his eyes, his guard against Jiang Xin did not diminish at all.

"Don't look at it." Jiang Xin sighed: "I came here for one thing this time. It's a magic trick."

"Sure enough." Ma Xianhong smiled coldly, and stretched out his hand to wipe the pocket with many magic weapons on his waist: "The evil heart will never die."

"I don't want to fight with you again, there's no need." Seeing the movements in Ma Xianhong's hands, Jiang Xin explained: "I can tell you something you want to know, but the price is that you have to use your magic tricks Come change."

"I can tell you something first. Your great-grandfather's name is Ma Benzai, and the magic trick was passed down from him, but he is not worthy to say that he created it." Note [-]
"What do you mean!" Ma Xianhong stood up all of a sudden, with a flash in his hand, a magic weapon appeared in his hand instantly.

"It's nothing interesting, just tell the truth." Jiang Xin put away her things silently: "Looking at you like this, it seems that you won't exchange the magic machine with me, so forget it, you can check it out by yourself. In the end, just don’t despair.”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xin waved his hand and left the valley from when he came.

"It's really a twist, uncompromising, and can't be discussed." Knowing that it would be difficult to get the magical machine from Ma Xianhong, Jiang Xin took out his phone again and sent Zhao Dong a message.

"My dad has something to do with me, and he wants to go abroad, so I won't get involved in Ma Xianhong's affairs." '

After sending the text message, Jiang Xin went back to Yangjia Village first, and made a successful clay sculpture so that Patriarch Yang could completely complete the clay figurine he brought, and then hurriedly moved from the family exchange meeting that was obviously a blind date meeting. escaped.

Back in Fengmen Village in Taihang Mountain, Jiang Xin finally took a deep breath.

Thanks to Chen Duo's efforts, the village has already added a brood of pheasants, a few wild boars, and some other wild animals that are not protected animals.

Seeing Jiang Xinbo walk in through the mist, Chen Duo was a little small at first, then squatted on the ground and stared at the few pheasants that he had finally raised in his cage, and was stunned.

She still remembered the last time she said that she would cook chicken soup when Jiang Xin came back, and it's only been a few days now?
"Just choose the fattest one." Jiang Xin did not know when she stood behind Chen Duo, and smiled and directly picked a pheasant in the cage that was twice bigger than the other pheasants: "Leave me this time." Maybe I won’t be back for a while, so burn more.”

Chen Duo was stunned for a moment, looking back at Jiang Xin with a look of shock in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that Jiang Xin could say such shameless words, and even bluntly said that he would eat the best food he had fed these days. A fat chicken.

As the saying goes, a tree without bark will surely die; a person without face is invincible.

Facing Chen Duo's gaze, Jiang Xin chuckled, and directly rejected the pheasant with his thoughts, and stuffed it into Chen Duo's hand: "I've already caught the chicken for you, and the rest is up to you. I'll see you again at noon, bye!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chen Duo to say anything, he rushed out and took the clay figurine to the house where Gou Chen lived.

Behind him, holding the pheasant that had fainted from fright in his hand, Chen Duo angrily faced Jiang Xin's disappearing back, and finally returned to the house with the chicken.

After bullying the honest man, Jiang Xin found Gou Chen's note in a happy mood, and put the clay sculpture that had been put back into the box in front of him again: "Come on, this is the clay sculpture you asked for, I brought it back completely, or The finished product made by the head of the clan himself."

"Heh!" Gou Chen snorted, opened the box and took a look, then nodded in satisfaction, and put it in the back room: "Okay, the thing you promised me is over, you can get out if it's okay, don't come to get in the way The old age of my old man."

"Farewell, I still have something to ask you." Thinking of that old man, Jiang Xin hurriedly said, "Do you know my father, or my grandpa, or great-grandpa?"

Gou Chen's eyes changed slightly: "What did you find out?"

"No." Jiang Xin chuckled, "I was suddenly curious and wanted to ask you about it. If it's inconvenient to ask, that's fine."

Gou Chen was silent for a while, then breathed out quietly: "Actually, there is nothing inconvenient to say. You are also the descendant of that guy, so it's really nothing to tell you."

decades ago.

"Uncle Yuan. I still won." Looking at the man in front of him who was already bound by the black chains, the boy's eyes lowered: "I can't wait here, I'm going to find them."

"Uh! Uh!" Hearing Gou Chen's words, Uncle Yuan's eyes widened instantly, and he desperately wanted to get up to stop Gou Chen, but he couldn't do anything about the black chains on his body.

"It's fun to say." Gou Chen smiled: "If you hadn't taught me these tricks two or three years ago, Uncle Yuan, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to fight you now, but it's different now."

"Uncle Yuan, you are already old."

Waving his hands, he flew the middle-aged Uncle Yuan back to the village. Gou Chen knelt down on both knees, kowtowed heavily, then got up and ran away, only a moment before he completely melted into the darkness.

Uncle Yuan, who was flying backwards in mid-air, watched Gou Chen's movements, his muscles tensed all over, but in the end he could only helplessly watch Gou Chen disappear completely.

Gou Chen wishful thinking to go to the north to join the big army of the village, but after leaving the village, he realized that some things are not as simple as they seem.

A young stranger with neither common sense nor money, had a hard time living outside, until he met a young man who called himself Jiang Daoliu.

"You are also a practitioner of qi, right?" Looking at Gou Chen whose eyes were full of guard, Jiang Daoliu twitched his mouth slightly, showing a smile, and stretched out his hand to push the boss's face to Gou Chen's eyes: "Come on, It looks like you have been hungry for several days, so let me treat you and eat."

Looking at Jiang Daoliu hesitantly, Gouchen's nose twitched slightly, and the aroma of chopped green onion and sesame oil entered his nostrils, constantly tempting him.

Gollum—

As soon as his stomach rumbled, Gou Chen's face turned red, he grabbed the noodles and ate them, and he ate them all in just one or two minutes.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Gou Chen looked down at his stomach, nodded after hesitating for a while: "Thank you, I will return the money to you later."

"Let's talk about it when we meet." Jiang Daoliu smiled indifferently: "It's rare for someone who practices Qi to be like you."

Gou Chen blushed again, ducked into the crowd and disappeared.

Behind him, standing by the noodle stall, the original warm smile on Jiang Daoliu's face gradually became colder.

　Note [-]: The head of Wudang said that Zhou Sheng is not worthy of enlightening Fenghou Qimen. Since he didn't realize it, he must have obtained it from other places.That is learned, not created.

　　By analogy, all the eight strange skills should not be created by those few people through epiphany, but relearned methods that already existed but no one knew about them and let them appear in the world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)