As time went by, Yi closed his eyes and felt more and more heat surging from his lower abdomen. After a while, it flowed around his body and finally returned to his lower abdomen. Inside. And with this weekly cycle, 굜yi found that the heat in his lower abdomen seemed to increase a bit. When 떘's interest 꺶 increased, he continued to practice according to the requirements of Changqing 녌. Unconsciously, 굜yi didn't know how many times he had circulated the heat surging in his lower abdomen, but when a ray of light shone on his cheek through the crack in the door, he was startled, and then opened his eyes. "Why is it dawn?!" 굜yi looked at the light and shadow shining into the hall, and was immediately surprised. Then he quickly wanted to get up and open the door to check, but he felt that his body suddenly became lighter, as if he had lost more than ten kilograms overnight. But this illusion disappeared quickly after 굜yi stood up, just like an illusion, which made 굜yi a little confused. "Is this? My leg!" But at that moment, Yiqu was surprised to find that his leg no longer hurt after landing on the ground. He realized that at some point, his injured leg had actually healed! "Are you so awesome?" 굜yi clenched his fists, but he didn't seem to notice any increase in strength. He just felt that he was breathing easier and his body was much lighter.
And just when 굜 Yi was about to continue feeling, suddenly there was a noisy sound outside the door. Hearing this voice, 굜yi stopped smiling for a moment, then moved behind the door and looked out through the crack in the door. I saw outside the door at this moment, on the gravel road in the middle of the village, for some reason the residents of the village were standing there. They all looked dull and their bodies were as haggard as Old Man Wei, but most of them were holding a 꺶늵包, it looks like he is going far away. "What is this going to do?" 굜yi was puzzled and squinted his eyes for a moment to observe. Just when he was confused, he suddenly saw an old man walking towards him. "Oops!" 굜yi suddenly stepped aside, then glanced around, and quickly took the things on the table back to Old Wei's room. He also gently closed his own door and Old Wei's door, and sat down on the table. Waiting quietly. After a while, 굜yi heard a knock on the door: "Old man Wei, it's time to go to the Taoist temple." The hoarse voice had no emotion at all, like a zombie, which made everyone in the room frown. And as if he heard that there was no movement in the house, the old man suddenly slammed the door. Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of 꾫꺶 shook the beams of the room, leaving 그 no doubt that the old man outside the door did this on purpose. When 굜yi saw this scene, he thought quickly in his mind, then came to the door and opened the wooden door suddenly. "Wei...it's you, where is Old Man Wei?" The old man outside the door seemed a little surprised when he saw that the person opening the door was 굜义, and asked. "I went hunting yesterday and got injured. I'm lying in the house." 굜yi pointed toward the closed door. "Hehe, at such a young age, if you still learn to hunt, I'm afraid you might get pecked by an eagle."
The old man glanced at Yiyi and said something meaningful. "What's wrong with you?" 굜yi frowned and asked. "Since it's inconvenient for the old man, you can go to the Taoist temple on his behalf." The old man said slowly. "Where is the Taoist temple?" 굜yi was stunned. "It seems that Old Man Wei picked you up without telling you." The old man smiled, showing his yellow teeth. "In Xiaotan Village, we have to go to the Taoist temple every month to get lamp oil. Every household has to go there, unless that household is completely dead." The old man said expressionlessly. After hearing this, 굜yi looked past the old man's figure at the group of waiting villagers behind him, and found that they were all looking this way, as if they were all waiting for 굜yi's reply. Such a scene made 굜义놋 feel a little thirsty. He had no doubt that if he dared to say no, the villagers would rush up like crazy and chop him into pieces. Dang Da, 굜yi could only bite the bullet and say: "Okay, do you need me to bring anything?" When the old man saw Yi Yi's answer, he had an ugly smile on his face and said: "Meat with meat, blood with blood, nothing 놋, just bring yourself." Hearing what the old man said, Yi felt panicked. He glanced at the villagers in the distance again, and noticed that blood was still seeping out of the wrappers in many of their hands, but there was no trace of blood. The young man's hands were empty, obviously he had nothing. "Damn it, this old man Wei wants to kill me, isn't he just to go to the Taoist temple?" An absurd idea emerged in 굜yi's mind, but he felt it was very possible. When 떘, 굜 Yigu swallowed a mouthful of spit, then said bravely: "Okay, you guys wait for me." After saying that, 굜yi closed the door, and then hurried to Old Man Wei's room and took the piece of dried meat he found last night. After thinking about it, 굜yi brought a few more wooden boards and strips of cloth, put them in the package and wrapped them together, and then 꺳 reopened the door. The old man glanced at the bundle in 굜yi's hand, and then said expressionlessly: "Come with us." After saying that, the old man walked towards the team without thinking about himself.
When 굜yi saw this, he bravely followed the old man to the team. When the 그 group in the team saw 굜yi approaching, they stopped paying attention to this side and looked forward with dull expressions again. "A bunch of psychos!" 굜yi looked at this strange scene and thought to himself, but his face showed no expression, he just stood quietly at the back of the team. And 굜yi seemed to be the last 그 family. After 굜yi arrived, everything started to happen. Although these people are very skinny, they walk very fast, just like trotting. 굜yi picked up the speed and followed for a while, then he felt uncomfortable in his chest and his whole calf started to feel a little sore. "What do these people usually eat? They don't look like martial arts practitioners!" 굜yi was puzzled in his heart, but he did not dare to fall behind. As he hurried on, he suddenly thought that the first page of Changqing 녌 was about walking practice. His heart suddenly moved, and his breathing began to adjust according to the description in the secret book. "Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!" At the same time, 굜yi's body was slightly arched, and he immediately felt the familiar heat welling up from his lower abdomen, and began to swim along the route last night. The whole 그 felt much more comfortable, and the staggering steps began to gradually It recovered smoothly, but its speed increased instead of slowing down, keeping up with the team like walking. "This evergreen is really magical. It can be practiced not only while sleeping, but also by walking. I just don't know if it is only used to increase endurance." With joy in his heart, Yi Ya continued to follow the team without any trace on his face, but in fact he began to secretly observe these strange villagers. Each of these strange villagers has a very thin body, giving them a feeling of malnutrition. Moreover, the expressions on these faces are almost always numb and unwavering, just like the walking dead who have lost their souls. This point has been deeply felt by 굜yi through getting along with Old Man Wei in the past few days. But these are not important. I just don't understand now. This Xiaotan Village is so dangerous at night. Why don't these villagers move away? Is the dark night outside so scary or even worse? = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' });