Guoyun: I can make a deal with terror

Lin Yang was taken aback for a moment, the little girl was really dedicated.

"Re-enter the operating room."

This time, Lin Yang really panicked.

After growing so big, it was the first time I went to the operating room repeatedly.

I still refuse in my heart.

"Don't be afraid, uncle, it will be over in a while."

The little nurse didn't know where the courage came from, and comforted Lin Yang: "When you come out, I will treat you to something delicious."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yang felt that he couldn't hold back his face.

After being pushed into the operating room, Lin Yang had forgotten everything.

Not long after, Lin Yang appeared on the hospital bed.

The ribcage did feel much better.

Just when Lin Yang was about to fall asleep in a daze, the door opened.

Lin Yang's eyes were closed, but his consciousness was clear, and even became clearer.

The footsteps gradually approached, Lin Yang thought it was the little nurse changing the medicine bottle for him, but the footsteps stopped when they reached the bed.

There was no movement at all, and it didn't look like human footsteps at all.

Although he was experienced in many battles, it was still uncomfortable to have that kind of thing sticking to his side and in front of his eyes.

Lin Yang lay down pretending not to know, wandering around the ward with a clear mind.

At this time, there was a sound of light hands and feet at the door.

"what!!!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream, and the medicine bottle fell to the ground and shattered.

Lin Yang quickly opened his eyes and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"

The little nurse stood there blankly, staring at Lin Yang with her white eyes rolled out.

What's more frightening is that she seems to be missing an arm and a leg.

The skin on the face is also gradually cracked.

Lin Yang frowned and looked at her, but she also stared at Lin Yang motionlessly.

In a trance, there seemed to be another voice in Lin Yang's head.

"It's okay, I broke the medicine bottle just now, I need to go back to get another bottle, wait for me."

Lin Yang nodded like a ghost.

Looking at the ghost in front of him, he shook his head.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, it should be that the little nurse had left.

At this moment, the two figures separated.

The female ghost came over jumping and jumping.

The shredded flesh on his body was still shaking, making Lin Yang sick for a while.

When she got closer, Lin Yang realized that her face was covered with shards of glass.

Glass shards were embedded in the face, and the blood was coagulated and turned black.

"Are you asleep?"

The little nurse's voice came again.

Hearing her voice, Lin Yang murmured in his heart.

Since the female ghost appeared, why didn't she hurt herself?

"I've seen so many ghosts, what am I afraid of?"

Lin Yang shook his head and laughed.

Seeing that Lin Yang smiled, the little nurse also smiled and said, "It's been so long, I haven't seen you smile, uncle."

Lin Yang didn't respond to her words, the little nurse should know that she was bored, so she started to change Lin Yang's medicine bottle.

After completing this series of things, the little nurse left, and the ghost image never appeared again.

Immediately afterwards, Li Dongping, president of the Folklore Association, came to visit Lin Yang.

"How about living here?"

Lin Yang was about to answer that it was okay, when he suddenly remembered something.

"People have died in this ward."

"Which ward has never died, and it is still in this type of room."

Li Dongping took out a pair of ink tapes, looked around and said: "The yin energy is not too heavy, the yin soul should have died not long ago, not over seven."

Hearing this, Lin Yang nodded.

The ghosts who have just died are not very resentful, so they should not cause harm to themselves.

Afterwards, Li Dongping took out an ancient book and handed it to Lin Fan, saying that it was one of the collections of the Folklore Association.

A large number of instruments developed by the association are based on many strange books handed down from ancient times.

"You should read this book first. There are a lot of spells recorded in it, but there is a lack of talented people in the association, and it takes a long time to master all the essence."

Li Dongping sighed and said, "You have yin and yang eyes, so you should get twice the result with half the effort if you learn it. This can be regarded as the association's compensation to you."

"Thank you."

Lin Yang smiled faintly, and for the rest of the time, he studied the contents of the book while cooperating with the doctor's treatment.

A few days later, the doctor came to check Lin Yang routinely, and was amazed at Lin Yang's recovery speed.

But getting out of bed was still a struggle.

Lin Yang kept flipping through the ancient book. It was a manuscript, and the language was simple and natural.

Every mage has qi, and the source of qi is two centimeters above the navel of the abdomen, which is equivalent to the dantian.

But the difference is that Qi will be accumulated automatically, and there is no need to cycle around.

And this automatic accumulation is the absorption of the energy of heaven and earth.

Some people use qi to temper their bodies, but this also consumes qi.

The accumulated scattered qi becomes a powerful booster in battle.

For Lin Yang, this is a new concept of knowledge.

It feels like a door to a new world has been opened, and Lin Yang can't stop after seeing it.

From the very beginning of Qi gathering, Lin Yang sat upright on the hospital bed and began to practice.

Without feeling the passage of time, Lin Yang gradually blended into it, but there was no movement for a while.

Lin Yang became more and more anxious. What did he do wrong? Why didn't he feel anything?
My heart became more and more anxious, and my whole body and mind were forced to come out of the state I had finally entered.

The whole body was sore and uncomfortable, and Lin Yang knew it was because of his weakness.

If Lin Yang had qi, he would use it to temper his body first.

It was useless to waste a long time, so Lin Yang chose another way of cultivation.

The ancients drew a variety of seal runes on the books.

These all need qi to describe.

The purer and more qi, the stronger the power will be.

However, there is also a cap limit, which is determined by the quality of the runes.

Qi has not been sensed, so naturally I don't know how these talismans work.

"I can learn to draw first!"

Thinking of this, Lin Yang asked the nurse for paper and pens, and has been drawing since the afternoon.

It is still very simple to follow the gourd and draw a ladle, and there are no obstacles.

Only then did Lin Yang realize that it was impossible to copy so simply.

It is easy to draw a picture, but what if it is drawn with qi?
Can it really be that simple?

It seems that everything is centered on Qi.

For Lin Yang who has not realized Qi, it is useless.

Lin Yang couldn't help scolding a fool in his heart, and went back to the way before, meditating.

Speaking of meditation, in fact, the first thing to achieve is to concentrate.

It's hard to be distracted.

Lin Yang kept concentrating, and finally seemed to enter an empty space.

There is only Lin Yang and the darkness here, and the darkness wraps him tightly.

Lin Yang didn't dare to take a step, and stood there with his eyes closed.

It was still dark, and eyes seemed useless now.

Lin Yang centered on himself, feeling the ever-spreading darkness.

The darkness seemed to want to engulf Lin Yang, spreading around him, but never really approached.

A mage with yin and yang eyes can get twice the result with half the effort. Lin Yang slowly opened his eyes and looked up slowly from below.

Finally, in the dead silence, I saw a little light.

Like the dust in the brilliance, the stars are extremely tiny.

"Is this qi?"

Lin Yang always felt that he was hanging in the air, and he didn't dare to take a step.