The Heavens: From the Awakening of Douluo's Martial Soul

Beijing.

"Finally home!"

Hu Bayi was paralyzed in bed and couldn't get up at all.

Although after leaving the desert, he slept well for a few days and recovered his body.

But as soon as he returned to the capital, he still felt tired and tired in this dilapidated small rental house.

This journey is also too thrilling, fire ladybug, prehistoric overlord salamander, glacier collapse, black sandstorm, marching ants, getting lost, lack of water, black strange snake, corpse-scented konjac, and the queen of essence.

These experiences are very rich and colorful, but the nerves have been tense, and it is not possible to recover in just a few days.

For example, until now, whenever he saw water, he couldn't help but want to drink it. Even if his stomach swelled up, he still couldn't control himself.

Fatty Wang was the same, paralyzed on the bed and unable to get up.

"Bang... bang bang."

"Bang bang bang."

"Who, so not..."

"I."

Hearing the thoughtful female voice outside the house, Hu Bayi was immediately full of energy, a carp straightened up, and trotted to open the door.

As for exhaustion, it has already been thrown eight hundred miles away.

Although Fatty Wang knew that his good brother fell in love with Shirley Yang, he still felt very uncomfortable seeing Hu Bayi's eager reaction.

I always feel that this foreign girl has robbed him of the most important things.

Fatty Wang was outspoken and felt uncomfortable, which naturally showed in his mouth.

"Old Hu, don't worry, your foreign girl won't run away."

This tone is sour, so sour, too sour.

Hu Bayi's old face blushed, and it was fleeting, and his speed did not slow down, and he said bitterly.

"You fat man, don't talk nonsense, you don't want the forty thousand dollars."

"Forty thousand dollars!"

Speaking of this, Fatty Wang is not tired anymore, he is full of energy and enthusiasm in an instant.

The bed that had controlled him tightly just now couldn't restrain him anymore.

He got up immediately, as to why he didn't fight like Hu Bayi.

Well, physical conditions are limited.

Fatty Wang smiled and muttered to himself.

"Yeah, why did the fat man forget about this?"

Shirley Yang walked into the narrow rental house, and she was greeted by two fawning old faces.

As soon as she thought about it, she realized why Fatty Wang, who had always been honest with her, did this.

That being the case, she doesn't talk nonsense.

He took out four wads of dollars and put them on the table.

Fatty Wang's eyes lit up immediately, and for Qian's sake, he said a rare nice word.

"Miss Yang is so grand!"

Seeing this shameful appearance of a money fan, Hu Bayi felt ashamed for a while.

This fat man, why can't he walk when he sees money.

It's no wonder Hu Bayi complained, Fatty Wang's appearance really ruined their glorious image, and killed all the righteous and awe-inspiring rhetoric he had prepared.

It's fine if you face someone else, but this is someone he cares about.

Hu Bayi was full of helplessness, so he had no choice but to give up the opportunity to establish a tall image in front of Shirley Yang.

Then, the two exchanged pleasantries for a while. As for Fatty Wang, he counted the US dollars and smiled like a fool, not caring what the two of them were doing.

"Cuckoo."

There was a movement in Shirley Yang's backpack, and Ye Yuan woke up.

This time the harvest was really great, Ye Yuan devoured the corpse-flavored konjac, the snake beads of the black monster python, and the Queen of Essence, raising the energy level in his body to an astonishing level in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the space in his body also changed, and when he put away things, the distance was even further.

Let's put it this way, Ye Yuan can now do the skill of Queen Jingjue who stares at everyone disappearing.

Ye Yuan opened his backpack, and what he saw was an extremely simple rental house.

There are cheap posters all over the wall, two big men, all of them are beautiful women.

Two single beds with clutter on top.

Seeing Ye Yuan come out, Shirley Yang was very happy.

Hu Bayi's expression was a bit regretful, and he complained about Ye Yuan's appearance.

Because, Shirley Yang said just now, this may be the last time they meet.

There are thousands of words in his heart, but he can't tell them.

Ye Yuan circled around the room and landed on Hu Bayi's right shoulder.

"His."

"what happened to you?"

Hu Bayi didn't want Shirley Yang to worry, so he insisted.

"Nothing, just a little uncomfortable."

Ye Yuan curled his lips, wondering what he could do.

Then, he stepped hard, and Hu Bayi felt his entire shoulder hurt.

Seeing Hu Bayi's painful expression, Shirley Yang's face suddenly changed.

"Hiss, old Hu, my shoulder suddenly hurts, come and show me, what's wrong?"

Now the rest of them suddenly changed their faces, and their eyes were ugly.

They all had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Hu Bayi didn't care about embarrassment, and directly pulled Fatty Wang's collar away, only to see a familiar eye pattern, which was exactly the same as Shirley Yang once showed.

Hu Bayi's heart twitched for a while, and Shirley Yang also saw it at this time, and exclaimed.

"You too? Is it because of the ancient city of Jingjue, or the queen of Jingjue?"

"Old Hu, what happened to me?"

...

Shirley Yang, who was walking back, had an unpredictable expression, regretting for a while, that this trip to the ancient city of Jingjue involved everyone else.

They were also cursed, and they could not live to be 40 years old.

She thought of Hu Bayi's heavy face and Fatty Wang's collapsed face just now, and she felt very uncomfortable.

"No, I must lift the curse."

"Muchen Bead, that's right, it's the only one left."

"Go back to the United States and check the information!"

Back at the guest house, she started to pack her luggage. She was going back to the United States to check the notes left by her grandfather.

This time, she will continue her grandfather's search for Partridge Whistle.

After finishing everything, she looked at Ye Yuan and asked.

"How about you go to America with me?"

Ye Yuan shook his head, flew out, hovered in the air, and signaled her to follow with his eyes.

In fact, there is a stronghold in the capital for moving mountains.

Although the Taoists who moved the mountain were very poor, there was nothing they could do. They only wanted the panacea in the tomb, and they didn't take anything else.

Therefore, there is generally no money.

However, Ye Yuan is different, he is not a mountain-moving Taoist, not even a human being.

Therefore, he did not have the slightest psychological burden on what and how much he took.

Pingshan and his party, he secretly took a lot of treasures.

A few years ago, he let Hua Ling's descendants casually sell one or two pieces in exchange for a large sum of money.

Then, they built a large courtyard house in the capital and opened a medicine shop. It happened that Hua Ling taught several students who were studying medicine and asked them to preside over it.

In addition, they also collected elixir for Ye Yuan.

At the same time, it also provides a shelter for all Taoists who move mountains.

After all, the capital city is the capital of a country, and it gathers almost the best things in the country... and information, which is very helpful for Taoists moving mountains to find Muchen Bead.

As for how Ye Yuan knew the way, he was naturally here before, following Hua Ling.

In fact, Hua Ling has not been staying in the ancestral land of moving mountains all these years, and often runs out to find her husband.

But the old foreigner has never seen anyone alive or dead, and there is no news at all, as if the world has evaporated.

What a mystery.

"Is this a pharmacy?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper came out to see off the guests. He was surprised to see the familiar figure on Shirley Yang's shoulder.

Suddenly, he showed a suddenly realized expression again, and said affirmatively.

"Are you the granddaughter of Senior Partridge Whistle?"

"you are?"

"Haha, Grandma Hua Ling told me."

"Oh."

Only then did Shirley Yang realize that this is a mountain-moving industry.

Ye Yuan flew to the courtyard on his own, and went straight to the master bedroom in the backyard, which was his room.