[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

Back in the Nightmare Army, Yang Jing, like others, forgot about the episode at the banquet, took a shower, and climbed into bed. Instead, he and the system studied the specific content of spell inheritance, thinking about whether tomorrow or Song Chu was called the day after tomorrow.

As soon as Zhang Qi came out of the bathroom, what he saw was Yang Jing sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking in deep thought. He stared at Yang Jing's lips. The two thin lips were slightly shallower than ordinary men. The reason was that Yang Jing didn't care about the details. At this time, he was a little dry and his lips were clearly lined. Zhang Qi walked to the door, turned up the humidity in the room, and poured a glass of water. He held the glass carefully, and there were some tiny air bubbles on the crystal-clear glass wall.

Yang Jing felt the edge of the bed sag, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a cup handed to his eyes. The transparent liquid reminded him that his mouth was dry, so he licked his lips unconsciously. Yang Jing took the cup while smiling, and drank it in one gulp. Finally, let out a "ha".

After being moisturized, the lips were full of water, and Yang Jing sighed heartlessly to quench his thirst. Zhang Qi took the empty cup he handed back, put it on the bedside table, and then held it with one hand without waiting for Yang Jing to say anything. With his arms, he pressed his whole body on the bed, kissed it domineeringly, swept his tongue around in his mouth, then hooked Yang Jing's, sucking and entangled.

Yang Jing made a few fuzzy sounds, but he didn't resist. There were water stains in the middle of his lips, surrounded by a mass of warmth. Yang Jing felt the body temperature emanating from the upper body, and he was addicted to this feeling in his heart. Putting it on Zhang Qi's shoulder, he actively stuck out his tongue.

As soon as the kiss was closed, both of them were a little out of breath, and Yang Jing smacked his lips, feeling a little thirsty again.

Zhang Qi's eyes were deep, and he pursed his lips tightly, "The Song family boy has always been kind to you."

"Song Chu?" Yang Jing was taken aback, and his misty eyes opened, "Why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

Zhang Qi moved his jaw, but no sound came out.

Yang Jing thought of Song Chu's appearance as a young adult, and couldn't help but chuckled. He was not stupid, he knew that Song Chu really cared about him, "I am his master." The fact that Songchu Pimaolidan was used to show that there was a reason for Songchu's love for him, but at this moment, Yang Jing had already been regarded as Songchu's apprentice, so he only said this.

Zhang Qi wasn't jealous at this time, but he was a little concerned.

Seeing this, Yang Jing laughed, pulled Zhang Qi's head off, and rubbed against his lips, with a hoarse voice, "I just treat him like a child."

Zhang Qi looked at him, his heart became clear for a moment, he didn't care about other things, regained the control, and suppressed it.

The next day, Yang Jing didn't wake up until noon, and Zhang Qi had already left. He scratched his head, stretched himself, and didn't want to delay any more, so he called Song Chu.

It took a while for the call to be connected, and Song Chu's slightly surprised expression appeared on the screen. Seeing the shadows under his eyes, his eyes were also a little dull, as if he didn't have a good rest last night, and a suspicious emotion flashed in his heart. However, Yang Jing had to think of Song Chu's unnaturalness after receiving the gift at the banquet last night.

"Master?" Song Chu was obviously a little surprised. After all, Yang Jing seldom contacted him on his own initiative. Every time he contacted him, he had a specific matter, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"En." Yang Jing nodded, "Come and see me today."

There was a moment of hesitation on Song Chu's face, and Yang Jing felt even more strange when he saw it. Song Chu's dependence on him was very obvious. Usually when he asked Song Chu to come over, the other party would show a look of expectation, and occasionally he would take the initiative to call. Come on the phone.

Yang Jing thought that the inheritance of skills is also easy, and just about to add that it won't take too long, Song Chu nodded, "Okay, master, I'll go there now."

"kindness."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jing got up, dressed and washed, and then went downstairs to eat. In the afternoon, he received a call from the doorman, saying that Song Chu had arrived. Yang Jing walked to the bedroom window and saw a hover car driving far away. Come on, after stopping at the gate, Song Chu got out of the car, covered his mouth and yawned, then rubbed his eyes.

Yang Jing thought that it would not be good for the inheritance of skills to be held in the hall, so he asked someone to bring Song Chu to the bedroom. He didn't have the idea that the bedroom was a private space and he didn't want outsiders to enter.

After a while, Song Chu entered the room. He looked a little cautious, looking straight at Yang Jing's direction, deliberately not looking at both sides. Song Chu walked over and called, "Master!"

"Don't be nervous." Yang Jing patted him on the shoulder, pressed him on the chair, and said to himself, "You are full too. I called you this time to pass on spells."

Song Chu looked bewildered, raised his head, and looked at excited Yang Jing, "Spell inheritance?"

"Enn, you have also killed monsters with me, and you have seen me use spells. Since I am your master, I can pass on one or two tricks to you."

Song Chu was stunned for a moment, but after he understood Yang Jing's meaning, he stood up, his face flushed with excitement, his eyes bursting with light, and he grabbed Yang Jing's hand, his voice trembling, " Is it true master? I can learn spells too?"

It was the first time that Yang Jing saw Song Chu so excited, his voice almost made his ears ringing. Song Chu also realized that he was impolite, so he quickly let go of his hand, a little anxious and a little embarrassed to apologize.

Yang Jing didn't know that Song Chu's experience was somewhat similar to the original "Young Master Yang". He was weak, had no supernatural powers, could not practice ancient martial arts, and was tortured by illness all day long. The only difference was that Song Chu had a lover who loved him. The family took good care of him and cared for him. When he heard that he could also learn spells, his excitement was beyond words, so it was understandable.

"You will know later." Yang Jing waved his hand indifferently, and then communicated with the system in his heart, "I want to inherit the spell."

"Are you sure about the inheritance of spells?" The system's voice also sounded very cheerful.

"Yes." Yang Jing replied decisively.

"Inheriting the basic mental method of the cave meditation—gathering energy and concentrating the mind...drawing away the aura...making the inheritance talisman...success, and getting the inheritance amulet*1 of the cave meditation."

Yang Jing felt that his body's spiritual energy was losing, and he panicked for a moment, but this feeling was fleeting. When he came back to his senses, he found a small jade talisman lying on the bottom corner of the backpack. sign.

He took out the jade talisman, and he could clearly feel the aura flowing on it, and this aura was very familiar, he could tell that this aura belonged to him, and after looking at the experience bar again, it was indeed reduced, but for the current For him, this experience is nothing.

Ever since Yang Jing took out the jade talisman, Song Chu cast his gaze over it, guessing in his heart that this is the inheritance that the master said, but he didn't understand the specific use, so his eyes were almost glued to it.

"Just give this to Song Chu? How to use it?" Yang Jing asked uncertainly in his heart.

The system said: "Just give it to him, let him put the jade talisman on his forehead, and use his spiritual sense to sense it."

"What is divine consciousness?"

The system's voice paused, and then continued: "Just let him feel the aura on it, because this is the jade talisman passed down by you personally, and it is the lowest level, so he can easily feel it."

Yang Jing felt strange in his heart, always felt that what the system said today was quite formal, not like his usual style.

"Put it on your forehead to sense it." Yang Jing handed the jade talisman over.

Song Chu's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know if it was because of anticipation or what, he had never seen this kind of thing before, but it was inexplicably kind, and he took it subconsciously, and there was an extremely slight vibration in his hand, like jade. There is current flowing in it.

He moved his fingers twice, and then stuck the jade talisman on his forehead as he said, and closed his eyes unconsciously. He felt a cool air pouring in from the joint, as if pouring a basin of water on his head. The water traveled from top to bottom from the top of the brain, slowly and peacefully, and finally reached the bottom of the feet. The whole person seemed to have been washed, and there was a trace of coolness from the inside to the outside. The sense of procrastination disappeared, and then it seemed that there were no numbers imprinted in his mind. His breathing rhythm changed. When he opened his eyes again, his vision suddenly became clear, and everything in sight became more vivid and clear.

Yang Jing has been observing him from the side, and saw that Song Chu opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and spiritual, and his whole face was radiant, and his fatigue was swept away when he came.

The jade talisman in Song Chu's hand lost its brilliance and turned into an ordinary piece of stone. He was surprised, delighted and strange, holding the piece of stone at a loss, thinking that something had been broken, and looking at Yang Jing nervously, "Master, what is this?" ..."

"It's okay." Yang Jing also guessed that this would happen, shrugged his shoulders, and then took back the stone piece to play with.

For the first time, it can only be the basic mental method of cave meditation, such as breathing and exhalation, which are different from the breathing rhythm that people are used to, so that they can absorb the aura scattered in the air to the maximum extent.

Song Chu felt that he seemed to understand something, and he was a little ignorant. He wanted to ask a question, but he didn't know what to ask for a while.

"Because you have me!" The system suddenly said proudly, "So every time you learn a spell, you will automatically adjust your body to the best state, master the most correct method, and understand it at the deepest level. When you use spells, You have skipped the step of comprehension..." The system suddenly paused, and the voice lowered, "This was once researched by the ancestor of Dongming Guan... Although it can make a person feel as fast as possible... Growing up is not a good thing, because of the lack of self-understanding, you will inevitably encounter a bottleneck in the later stage, and instead lose the opportunity to become a fairy, and you can only get stuck on a certain hurdle... But there is no fairyland in this world, so it doesn't matter There is no me at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, so I can only understand and comprehend step by step, and I cannot teach him spells all at once."

Yang Jing was shocked after hearing such a lot from the system. His mood at this time was subtly similar to Song Chu's, and he didn't know what to ask for a moment.