I don't want to be rich

Chapter 315
At this time, the soul is mutating, maybe my current soul has been blessed by the power of time and space?

Xiao Feng had this feeling faintly, if it was just an ordinary soul, then whether it was the inheritance will swallowed it, or it swallowed the inheritance will, there would be no change in the solution.

At this moment, he is still himself, Xiao Feng is already living very gratefully.

The rain makes the noisy city quiet.

Because Yuluo is peaceful and drives away a lot of people on the street, Xiao Feng walks in the rain, which looks very different.

Maybe the white-collar workers in the office building on the street, those who work overtime, will think that this guy is just childishly playing handsome.

The girls in the coffee shop on the street saw it, and then they made up a vulgar plot of a young boy's lovelorn. No matter how complicated the idea, Xiao Feng couldn't let Xiao Feng give up. This is a rare time to understand.

There is always chicken soup telling us to examine our own soul, and Xiao Feng dares to say that he did it.

In Xiao Feng's "eyes", his soul exudes a light golden radiance. It is difficult to tell whether it is the soul itself that is shining, or the color reflected by a golden bullet in the center of the soul.

Because Xiao Feng has already tried, the method he is trying now, but there is no kind of feedback that can make Xiao Feng's will, let alone the method on this luminous soul, which does not belong to Xiao Feng's golden bullet was gone.

By the way, there is still some feeling of Xiao Feng, as long as he silently feels it with his heart, Xiao Feng will know that the current state of his soul is involuntary.

Wanting to digest the golden bullet, but the golden bullet has been resisting with the same personality. Everyone is greedy, so it can't help much.

Xiao Feng could only silently cheer for his own soul. Even if he is a fool, he should know his own soul. If he can digest the golden bullet that contains the inheritance of ten thousand years of will, he is afraid that he will get something beyond his imagination. the benefits of.

It's just... Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help feeling a little bit, the rain was already very heavy.

People often shout cynically that putting Western medicine and Chinese medicine, the feudal theory that witch doctors are not separated, is a serious insult to rigorous science, but it is actually a great insult to Western medicine.

From a certain point of view, it is indeed an insult, but Chinese medicine is the one being insulted.

Chinese medicine is not just medicine, but a comprehensive and almost complete scientific and technological system including medicine, philosophy, sociology, and theology.

For example, fire, poison, dampness, and heat in Chinese medicine are all more precise sciences and systems that cannot be verified or self-consistent in Western medicine.

According to this system, the night rain in autumn carries the new cold, and it is extremely delicate. It will directly bring this new cold to the human bone marrow through the skin, flesh and blood, and bones.

And for a very serious disease, almost irreversible hidden dangers are planted, and confusion of thinking may be one of the symptoms. Looking at his own soul and seeing Xiao Feng who is hysterical, he can't help thinking like this.

What scenery, what neon, what Chinese medicine, what insult?
Xiao Feng is now in that strange state where he clearly knows that he is thinking wildly, but he has been thinking wildly all the time. Since he is already thinking wildly, what is there to worry about?

Xiao Feng smiled self-deprecatingly, it was nothing more than rejoicing that one day, when his soul digested that ball of light, he would definitely get top-level exercises and a supreme inheritance.

It's nothing more than worrying that if one's soul really digests the light ball, then he will no longer be his own possibility.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but think of the girl who made him care about but lived without care——Jiang Yao.

After thinking about it, I received a text message on my phone: "Are you in Yancheng?"

"Follow me? What's your plan?" Xiao Feng asked with a smile on his face.

……

At daybreak, the rain stopped, and Xiao Feng, who had been drenched in the rain all night, was of course already soaked, but at a certain moment when he raised his eyes, a dense mist suddenly rose from his body.

The drenched clothes are dried instantly from the inside to the outside, that is to say, this guy is wearing good clothes, otherwise the clothes will be unreadable.

And Xiao Feng has made a breakthrough, and has become a real warrior from a quasi-warrior.

The secret to breaking through, of course, is not staying up late and getting drenched in the rain, but having already accumulated too much, resulting in... ahem, the water is overflowing.

In a caravan not far away, the staff and the driver sat together.

"Is this the warrior?" The driver turned to look at the staff.

"Control the Wuyuan in your body, and instantly evaporate the water vapor in your clothes. Whether it is the amount of Wuyuan or the control, this is a proper warrior." The staff nodded.

"Uh, that is to say, this kid wasn't even a martial artist yesterday, so he dared to go for a stroll at Master Qin's house, and even installed a bug to listen to the evening conversation of a master couple, right?" The driver said after pondering.

"It's really...the arms are facing the sky!" The driver said with emotion without waiting for the staff to reply.

"I thought you would say that you are courageous." The worker glanced at his colleague and said.

"Of course, you should only say such things in front of him!" The driver said, opened the window, took out a cigarette and smoked.

"It's just that I haven't slept all night. Why do you have such a big resentment towards the little boss?" The worker asked for a cigarette.

"It's just that I cut my hair recently. Master told me that my hair loss is very serious, and I should pay special attention not to stay up late." The driver said, and stroked his really long hair as a driver.

"Well, did he still say that you need to do some projects with him to protect your hair?" The worker squinted at the driver.

"Hey..." The driver was stopped by the question.

"Don't worry, I know it's because the last time I had my hair cut, I also encountered the same situation, the professional maintenance project that pulled my hair, and the nose has eyes."

The worker sighed and said, "It's really unprofessional! Even if you wear a wig and tell me this, it's still good."

"Pfft~ Wait~ Didn't we go astray in the conversation, didn't we just talk about the little boss breaking through the warrior?" The driver laughed, and then said.

"It's just chatting, what's wrong with not going astray?" The staff shook his head and said, "But you deserve it for scolding him. In the hotel where his classmate opened a room for him, he slept on and off for more than a night. good!"

"Hey~ Hearing what you said, could it be that there are other interesting services in that hotel?" The driver's sleepy eyes, which were squinting at me, suddenly burst into brilliance.

(End of this chapter)