Male God Cultivation Manual

Fenghe, who really thinks that China is not magical at all, silently turned his head and looked out the window. The street trees on the side of the road are full of energy, and the crisp autumn weather is especially suitable for travel.

The clean and beautiful environment made Feng He slightly raise the corners of his mouth almost invisible, sure enough, not at all... Feng He's eyes widened suddenly, and he approached the window glass in disbelief. Outside the window not far away, there was A girl with braids and a panda chased and disappeared from the window.

"Feng, did you see anything interesting?" Fenghe's movements were obvious, and Marui, who was sitting in the front row of him and just poked his head out of the seat to talk to him, immediately asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I saw it wrong." Feng He looked away from the window rather indifferently, could he still say that he saw a panda running on the street?This is not the fault of the flower growers, if you don't take it, you won't take it!

It's just no wonder why there is such a setting of wish cards. The root cause is here. Sure enough, the system is not the most cheating, only more cheating.

Let's just pretend... I didn't see it, anyway, other people will think it is a person wearing a doll's clothes when they see it.

He is a teenager who plays tennis, and has nothing to do with fighting.

Feeling at ease after doing some psychological preparation, Fenghe turned around and chatted with Marui who was lying on the back of the chair.

When I arrived at the hotel where I was staying, it was getting late. Liu, who was in charge of the logistics, took the room card and showed it to other people in the tennis club, "Nine people, five rooms, let's combine them freely." There is no need to be too strict.

Compared with the wavering during the camping camp before, Fenghe has already cultivated a calm heart no matter who he hears sleeping with.

Anyway, how many people did he sleep with in the tennis club?

Hehe, he is just so su. In the future, there will be camps with multiple schools, and he might be able to sleep with people from other schools.

It didn't matter to Fenghe there, but some people didn't think much about it. It was almost as soon as Liu's words fell, Nioh, who had his hands in his trouser pockets and his back was not straight, said, "They all came to China, free combination is too boring. Alright, let's draw lots, piyo."

Feng He glanced at King Ni when he heard the words, the fraudster's expression was very normal, with some unscrupulous interest, as if this was an ordinary and interesting proposal.

King Ren wants to do something, who can stop him.

Only the master of Lihaida.

It's a pity that Yukimura not only won't stop him, he might even contribute to it.

Sure enough, upon hearing Nioh's proposal, Yukimura's mouth raised a beautiful arc, "Draw lots? Okay, let's draw lots to decide."

Yukimura agreed, and even though Sanada frowned and felt a little slack, he would not say anything.

So Nioh immediately conjured up a lottery prop from nowhere, and the magician played tricks with ease, "The person who draws the same color lottery lives in the same room, and the person who draws the white lottery is the king of luck. Stay."

Then, Feng He held the white lottery that represented the king of luck, and raised his eyebrows calmly, since he can only talk about good or bad luck, can he one day be the king of luck?It seems that most of what Nioh wants to do is related to him.

Interesting, he just waited to see what King Ni would do.

The itinerary for the overseas study in Chengdu was very interesting. After seeing the pandas, I took a group of people who were dazzled by the national treasure to visit Dujiangyan, and then went to climb the most beautiful Mount Emei.

Fenghe has been to all these places in his previous life, and some of them have been there more than once, so he is very familiar with it, and he can explain popular science to everyone anytime and anywhere.

Mount Emei is a famous Buddhist mountain. Of course, Fenghe’s introduction cannot be without Buddhist allusions. It was not a particularly attractive story. Fenghe’s story was very flat and without ups and downs. He then stopped to explain, he really didn't mean it, how could such a gentle boy deliberately tease Akaya Marui and the others, although looking at their mosquito-repellent eyes is indeed very interesting.

"Don't talk about obscure Buddhist allusions." Yukimura was one of the people who insisted on hearing the last one. In addition, there were Sanada who would never let up and Yanagi who collected data. Yukimura was smiling when Liu turned his head to talk to Sanada. asked.

Fenghe is now in good physical strength, and he is breathing evenly while climbing the mountain with a backpack on his back, only a slight gasp. Hearing this, he replied blankly, "Everyone is not interested." Could he admit what kind of bad taste he has.

Yukimura smiled without saying a word.

Feng He turned her head to look at the unpredictable master, and always felt that Yukimura had seen everything through, and it was not an illusion.

Fortunately, Yukimura didn't intend to continue. After clicking to the end, he looked up at the mountains with garlands of clouds and emerald greens, "tell me something else." allusions.

Fenghe shrugged in his heart. This time, he did not talk about Buddhist allusions, but along the winding mountain road, he talked about the beautiful mountains and rivers, about the clouds and clouds, and the historical legends about Mount Emei.

Feng He is actually very familiar with Mount Emei, otherwise he would not have been able to tell those uncommon Buddhist allusions just now, and now he has no intention of teasing. The sound is vivid and the content is fascinating enough.

The two walked and talked, and their pace slowed down before they knew it, and they fell to the end of the line.

Yukimura kept smiling and listening to Feng He's words, and when he met someone who was interested, he would ask a few words or discuss it.Mount Emei is not difficult to climb, the stone ladder is relatively flat, Fenghe didn't care at first, looked at the direction up the mountain and said something, after a while there was no response, Fenghe stopped and turned back with some doubts, and was suddenly approached by Xingcun Jian's pale face was startled, "Xingcun?" He reached out to support him without thinking, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yukimura raised the corners of his lips slightly, it was a comforting smile, "The sun is a bit big."

Feng He was silent for a while, trying to resist the thought of looking up at the lush trees, Master, are you kidding?You are the prince of tennis, not a sick and weak boy. You didn’t dislike Sun Da when you drew others on the court, but now you are talking about Sun Da?

Ignoring Yukimura's excuses, Fenghe half-supported and half-hugged him, "You look bad, is there something uncomfortable? If you don't feel well, I'll take you down the mountain first."

"No need." Yukimura rejected Fenghe's proposal without thinking, and he refused quite simply, "I'm fine."

Feng He sighed in his heart, he really couldn't help Yukimura's stubbornness, although he looked like a gentle and slender boy, he was actually quite tough, "It's okay if you say it's okay." But he is not so easy to dismiss, although He didn't say anything, but dragged Yukimura to a resting place for tourists. Fortunately, it was not too far away.

"Wind?" The people in front noticed that the last two were falling behind.

"It's okay, I'll rest for a while, and I'll follow right away." Feng He raised his voice and replied, "Xing Cun is here."

"What's the matter, can't Senior Feng keep up?" Kirihara's arrogant laughter can be heard from far away, "Hahahaha, his physical strength is really bad." Feng He was pressed by Sanada to exercise his physical strength before , the whole tennis club knows.

Little kelp, I remember it, when I go back, I will make you feel what it means to be physically weak!

After Kirihara was slapped to silence by Marui, Marui said loudly, "Then you guys follow up later."

"Understood." Feng He had already pulled Yukimura to sit down on the stool, then pulled out the water glass he was carrying from his backpack, and poured out a glass of water.

"Hehe, don't worry, I'm fine." Although he said so, Yukimura did not refuse Feng He's caring gesture, although it seemed to Yukimura that he was too cautious, but even Yukimura didn't want to refuse the gentle gesture of concern.

"Well, drink some water." Feng He handed the cup to Yukimura.

Yukimura took a sip from the cup, and the strange taste in the mouth aroused his interest, "What did you add to the water?" It's not bad to drink, but it just tastes like this before.

"Hawthorn." It has a slightly sweet and sour taste, which is very suitable for drinking when you are thirsty. It was inconvenient in Japan before, so he took the opportunity to buy a lot of these things when he returned to China.

Don't look like hawthorn, which is not very eye-catching in China, but it is actually a unique plant in China.

"Not bad." Yukimura praised with a smile, and finished drinking the water Fenghe poured him.

"Ah." Feng He took the cup from Yukimura, "Take a rest, there is still a long way to go from here."

Yukimura hummed lightly, and then, as never before, he showed his soft side in front of Fenghe, tilted his head slightly, and leaned against his shoulder.

Feng He turned her head and looked at the young man who was leaning on him. Because of her extremely pale face, the usually strong person faded away, and she just leaned against him quietly with her eyes closed.On weekdays, he is gentle and alienated, and his strength comes from the strength of the tennis minister. This is the other side that will only be revealed in front of people who completely trust him.

Turning his head, Feng He looked at the green mountains in front of him. The weather was fine, but his heart seemed to be covered with a faint haze.

It's October now, and if he remembers correctly, Yukimura's illness was only in November, and he didn't believe that people who were always in good health would not be able to keep up when climbing the mountain.

A moment later, Yukimura's sudden questioning interrupted Fenghe's meditation.

Yukimura didn't open his eyes, and spoke softly, seemingly inadvertently, "Are you so gentle with everyone?"

For a long time, there was no answer. Just when Yukimura thought he would not hear the answer, there was a softer answer than him, "No."

Yukimura raised the corners of his lips slightly.

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