Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 167 Completion
For several days in a row.

Wei Tao didn't even take a step out of the courtyard.

Apart from resting his body and studying martial arts every day, he was trying to forget.

Forgetting is not an end, but a process.

The ultimate goal is to get rid of the influence of Sun Xiyue's abstract paintings and let myself return to a normal mental state.

Although the ethereal female voice only appeared occasionally, it did not have much impact on daily life.

But the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by an ant nest, and the room of a hundred feet is burned by the smoke from the gap.

If you can't prevent the erroneous progress at the initial stage, when the situation is really bad, trying to control the situation is likely to be of no avail.

Forgetting didn't go well.

The more he wanted to forget, the more tenacious those complicated and twisted lines became.

From time to time, it will flash in front of your eyes, dancing wildly, disturbing your mind.

But over time.

Especially when Wei Tao no longer deliberately tries to forget.

But after immersing in practice to divert attention, the effect will be manifested soon.

Those lines, instead of less appearing.

On the contrary, it flashed more and more frequently in my mind.

Moreover, apart from the nets related to the red line fist and mountain-piercing kicks, there was actually a new twisted line, which began to appear strangely in his mind from time to time.

Wei Tao thought over and over again, and finally discovered the root cause of this situation.

It has nothing to do with that abstract painting, but has something to do with himself.

The herring under the lotus and the lotus grow on the stalks.

These two killer moves are inextricably linked to the two-line of growing lotus step by step and practicing red.

While he practiced and mastered these two ultimate moves time and time again, the corresponding lines had already taken root in his body.

Turned into qi and blood running veins, and intertwined and intertwined with each other, generating corresponding nodes.

Is it necessary to dissect yourself and extract all the corresponding "blood lines" in order to truly get rid of the influence of that thing?

Wei Tao exhaled heavily.

The mood suddenly became a little bad.

Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to survive a hundred battles.

To defeat the enemy, you must first understand the enemy.

It even has a deeper understanding than the enemy himself.

Thinking of this, he took out the box and opened the scroll again.

Sit in the room and meditate.

Even forget about the passage of time.

Sunrise and sunset, clouds roll and clouds relax.

Apart from eating and drinking, he never left this room for several days and nights.

His face was haggard and his eyes were no longer as bright as before.

Dangdang.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Waking up Wei Tao from his contemplation.

He touched the already empty teapot and threw it aside.

Quickly walked out of the room and came to the gate of the courtyard.

"Sir, it's me."

Shang Bian's voice was very low, and it came from outside the door.

Wei Tao opened the door, which immediately startled Shang Bian.

"Sir, have you not slept for a few days?"

He looked around, stepped in, and closed the courtyard door tightly.

"I do not know either."

Wei Tao yawned, scooped up a ladle of cold water and drank it.

Till this time, fatigue and fatigue suddenly swept over him like a tide, making him not even want to open his eyes.

"Master Shang came here in such a hurry, what happened?"

Wei Tao went back to the room and sat down, slowly closing his eyes.

Shang Bian said, "Sir, I found something that my subordinates were looking for!"

"Oh!?"

"What, could it be that I asked you to look for that ancient scroll?"

Wei Tao straightened his body suddenly, and his spirit suddenly lifted.

Shang Bian nodded, and carefully took out a cloth bag from his arms.

After opening it, there was a rather worn-out piece of tortoise shell and a slightly mutilated halfling statue inside.

The halfling statue has arms on all sides.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, each face has a different expression, and it looks a bit weird when you look closely.

Wei Tao let out a breath of foul air slowly, took the nail plate and the statue into his hands, and showed a joyful smile on his face.

"Master Shang, you did a good job."

He stroked two things, and exhaled lightly.

"It's also thanks to Zhang Juren from that grocery store."

Shang Bian smiled and said, "He found the tortoise shell piece from the salute interlayer, and Zhang Juren also found this statue at a second-hand goods stall. Thinking that my husband is very interested in them, he bought it directly and sent it here. "

"The money that should be given to others must be given in full."

"Don't worry, sir, we will definitely not let Zhang Juren suffer. Even the business and safety of his small grocery store are guaranteed by the brats below."

Wei Tao nodded, and suddenly thought of something, "Since he is a candidate, why didn't he wait for the court to select officials?"

"Even if you don't have the money to make donations, just relying on your status as a Juren, you won't be able to make a living by looking at a shop."

Shang Bian said, "This subordinate has had two drinks with him and talked a lot with him. Zhang Zhiqing was born in the Central Plains, so there is no doubt about it.

His father was also a Beijing official who had returned to his hometown, and he was considered an influential and wealthy family in the local area.

It's just that he inadvertently offended the royal family relatives who were traveling, which caused the family fortune to fall apart in a short period of time and fell into decline. "

"Zhang Zhiqing himself was quick to see the opportunity, and fled all the way north to Qizhou with the maid Xiaoqing.

Now he can only take care of Xiaoqing's relatives to make a living. As for being an official, I'm afraid I won't even think about it in this life. "

"I see."

Wei Tao was silent for a moment, "Zhang Zhiqing's research on ancient scrolls and tortoise shell inscriptions is very deep. It's really overkill for a person like him to guard a grocery store. He should be hired to do more professional things."

"Understood, please rest assured, sir, this subordinate will do it now."

"The money that should be given must be given in place."

Wei Tao thought about it and said slowly, "But you can't give too much, lest people's hearts will change."

"Besides that, keep it secret. You can't let everyone know about the search for these small objects. Do you understand?"

"My subordinate understands."

Shang Bian stood up after speaking, "It's not too late, I'll go back and find him."

"Go." Wei Tao waved his hands, looked down at the tortoise shell and the bust in his hand, and quickly immersed himself in it.

Quietly, the status bar appeared in front of my eyes.

He knew the way to enter the recharge center.

"Whether to recharge."

Without any hesitation, Wei Tao pointed at "Yes" and clicked.

Swish!
Suddenly, the hand was empty, and the tortoise shell disappeared.

There was a crisp sound in the ears, and the available gold coins in the status bar interface became 1 again.

Wei Tao frowned slightly, staring at the half-length figure still in his palm, feeling a little puzzled for a moment.

Why is it not being swallowed by the status bar?

Obviously, the happy side of the statue is exactly the same as the smiling face absorbed in the status bar last time, and there is almost no difference.

But why can a smiling face be turned into a gold coin, but a statue with four cheeks of joy, anger, sorrow and joy cannot?

if it is like this.

Looking for gold coins by relying on the tortoise shell script scroll in the future is not as accurate as imagined.

"Having one is better than none at all."

"It's better to have a general direction than to have a black eye."

Wei Tao restrained his thoughts and was about to close the status bar.

But his eyes suddenly focused, and fell on a line of small characters that he had ignored in the interface.

"I found a half-body afterimage, do you choose to complete it?"

There are two options below yes and no.

Wei Tao naturally chose to complete.

The status bar is motionless, nothing changes.

He frowned and thought for a long time.

It was only then that he finally realized that if he chose to complete it, he had to figure out a way to complete it himself.

It's not the status bar that does it all.

It's just empty fun.

That line of small characters has always been there, Wei Tao directly chose no this time.

Anyway, this sculpture can't be converted into gold coins, so it's better to use it to study what the new interface means.

Swish!
The status bar flashes.

Immediately new content appeared.

"Half-body afterimage (not completed), whether to absorb it."

Wei Tao's heart moved, and he chose to absorb.

Swish!
The status bar suddenly blurred.

The palm suddenly emptied.

He was slightly taken aback, and then he was absorbed by the two crisp sounds of ding ding.

The available gold coins actually increased by two at a time.

From 1 to 3.

That is to say, this uncompleted afterimage of the bust, the actual pattern that appeared in the tortoiseshell script, can not only be converted into gold coins in the status bar, but double the exchange rate!

Wei Tao took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Think back to the small print that appeared just now.

What if he completed the bust?
Will the gold coins that can be obtained be more than two, reaching an even more exaggerated amount?

After all, from the perspective of commodities, once the goods are damaged, even if they can be sold, they can only be discounted below the waist.

Especially handicrafts, once damaged, wouldn't it be broken on the spot?
But he doesn't regret his choice.

The food counts only when it is in your mouth.

At least he doesn't have the ability to complete the statue in the foreseeable time, so it's better to settle down first and turn foreign objects into his own strength.

When the strength is sufficient and the horizon is broader, then consider further issues.

(End of this chapter)