After handing in the cub game

Dinner is eaten in the canteen of the nursing home.

The three of Yan Jue were particularly dazzling and out of place among the crowd of elderly people. After a meal, the eyes of the people around them were about to tie them into sea urchins.

Wen Xuyang stood still, and Zhang Zizhen could still greet him with a smile, but Yan Jue was sitting on pins and needles, cooking as fast as he had clicked on fast forward, and finally slipped away before an old man came over with a plate to get close.

It's not that he's afraid of being watched, he has experienced this situation countless times when he first joined the Special Administration Bureau, but he's afraid that someone will talk to him.

You must know that there are all big bosses inside, and no one has a white stomach. It is definitely not an easy task to communicate with these people. Dodge as best you can.

Let Zhang Zizhen and Wen Xuyang satisfy their curiosity first.

Yan Jue went back to the room and logged into the game to take a look. There was no news from the scorching wind. The other two cubs were lying on the poolside holding a book and discussing it. He zoomed in and recognized it from the pattern on the side of the cover. "Shan Hai Jing".

Not disturbed by the past, and not wanting to watch movies or novels, Yan Jue simply sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.The posture is very beautiful and the mood is very peaceful, and then he worked hard, hard... His head suddenly sank and he woke up from his doze.Yawning, Yan Jue rubbed his eyes and saw that it was already dark outside the window. He looked at the time again, and was surprised to find that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Cultivation is really a difficult task that has nothing to do with time.

It took 10 minutes to straighten his stiff legs, Yan Jue got out of bed and drew the curtains to wash, and practiced seriously until twelve o'clock before falling asleep.

Early the next morning, when he opened the door, he was first startled by Zhang Zizhen who was squatting at the door, and then he was startled a second time by his appearance.

"Did you become a thief last night? Although the small animals in the mountains made a little more noise, it didn't affect you to this extent, did it?"

Zhang Zizhen not only has dark circles under his eyes, but also looks like an eggplant beaten by Shuang. He can pretend to be a mushroom by squatting on the ground.Welcoming him into the door, he carefully guessed: "Have you lost your love?"

"Why can't I draw air into my body!"

Zhang Zizhen squatted down with his head in his hands, "Obviously I can induce Qi when I practice Taoism, why can't I change the system? Could it be that the spiritual energy I felt before was all fake? Then why was I able to activate the talisman before?" Seal! What did I quote before?"

As a very talented Taoist priest, Zhang Zizhen has always had his own pride, just as he has shown.

When he got a copy of the real cultivation system entraining qi, he was still full of confidence. He felt that it would be a piece of cake for him who had already entrained qi to practice Taoism. However, so far, the cruel reality has given him a head-on hit.

"I have changed several places. I can feel the aura in Dantian when I practice Taoism, but why can't I just practice the one on that piece of paper? Could it be that I don't have the talent for cultivation? Is it really an elm like my grandfather said head?"

Zhang Zizhen raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Brother Yan, is Mr. Burning Wind really not here? Nuoer is also fine, can you ask them to guide me?"

You don't need to ask Zhuofeng this question. You have already asked Yan Jue of 91 using Zhang Zizhen as an example, and you really know something.

"Have you ever thought that what you arouse when you practice Taoism is not spiritual energy? I remember you said that you call it true energy, right?"

Zhang Zizhen slowly opened his mouth wide: "Ah?"

Yan Jue explained: "The newborn energy in the world does not actually have a fixed name. Reiki is just a way of saying in our country. In other countries, would those witches still call the energy they cultivated Reiki?"

"Someone told me that the true qi you practice in Taoism is actually a kind of energy obtained by transforming aura."

Zhang Zizhen couldn't close his mouth: "What?"

"If spiritual energy is a kind of pure energy, the true energy you transform is obtained by crushing a trace of spiritual energy and combining it with your own cultivation method. The real cultivation method is to directly use pure spiritual energy to practice, and the transformation of yours. The little bit of spiritual energy cultivation, the difficulty is very different."

"So the two are somewhat related, but in fact there is nothing in common. It is normal for you to practice slowly, so don't belittle yourself."

Yan Jue intimately helped Zhang Zizhen close his jaw: "Everyone's cultivation progress is about the same, you are still the original genius. Don't cry, or I will help you contact your parents to pick you up and stay home for a few days?"

This matter had little to do with cultivation and was not helpful, so he didn't tell Zhang Zizhen specifically, and Ju Pan and the others didn't mention it to Zhang's family either.Anyway, as long as you work hard, you will succeed, there is no shortcut.

But he really didn't expect that Zhang Zizhen's self-confidence would almost collapse because of his slow cultivation.The latter sentence was not a joke, but a sincere suggestion.

He is not very good at comforting people. If Zhang Zizhen can't adjust his mentality, he will only be farther and farther away from successfully drawing qi into the body. After practicing, it is easy to breed demons, so he really wants Zhang Zizhen's parents to understand His thoughts, and then give him a good beating.

If you can't experience the beatings from the society, can't you also experience the beatings from your parents?This baby used to live too smoothly, so her mentality is so fragile.

Zhang Zizhen can still be saved if problems are found and corrected early.

Zhang Zizhen's face was flushed red: "Who is crying? Who wants to go home and find parents to comfort me, I'm an adult and working, I'm not a child and I have to go home to nurse..."

Yan Jue hesitated to speak, he really wanted to say that he wanted him to go home and get beaten up, not looking for comfort.

"I am, I am..." Zhang Zizhen didn't hold back the last half of the sentence for a long time, he fell silent, bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, brother Yan, I was too eager for quick success, sorry for disturbing you so early in the morning and asking you to listen to me complain."

He was wrong, even if he really felt sorry for himself, anxious and aggrieved, he shouldn't find others to be a trash can to vent his emotions.

"It's okay, I'm a consultant of the Special Administration Bureau, and cultivation is barely within the scope of my duties, so it's not a nuisance." Yan Jue thought for a while, and then said sincerely: "But I really think that you should Go home and talk about your state of mind this time with your family, chat to relieve the depression in your heart, or you will become a demon, and you will be in danger."

"Inner demon?" Zhang Zizhen was terrified, "I just complained, but can I still give birth to inner demon?"

Yan Jue sighed, and made his words clearer: "Just because you are slow in entraining qi into your body, you can doubt life and doubt yourself. In the future, those who are worse than your spiritual root, or who were not as good as you before will all entrain qi, you still Shouldn't you just kneel down?"

"How is it possible." Zhang Zizhen retorted subconsciously, "I'm not the kind of person who likes to be jealous of others, really, I've never had it since I was a child."

"Well, you are not, but is it true that your mentality has changed due to slow cultivation?"

Zhang Zizhen lowered his head in shame: "This is a normal psychological reaction of puberty, just for a moment. After listening to what you said, Brother Yan, I am confident."

Yan Jue was very speechless to this thick-skinned man, he raised his foot and kicked his shoes: "Who said just now that he is an adult?"

"Let's go, let's go to eat. Brother Wen should be in a hurry if he doesn't see us."

Zhang Zizhen got up from the ground and obediently followed Yan Jue to go out. When he saw the figure at the door, he froze instantly.

"Brother Wen?"

Yan Jue's eyes lit up, and before Wen Xuyang could open his mouth, he pulled him into the room, and told Zhang Zizhen what happened just now, and finally said: "You should have a channel to contact his family? This matter Can you help tell them?" He was afraid that Zhang Zizhen would lose face, so he kept it a secret.

Wen Xuyang glanced at Zhang Zizhen, and nodded cautiously in response.

Zhang Zi really wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.How could anyone ask someone to contact his parents in front of him in an upright manner?But seeing how seriously Yan Jue took his complaint in the morning, he couldn't even utter a word of protest.

I had no choice but to stand up with low brows and face to receive the worried and critical eyes from the two elder brothers, as if he was seriously ill and almost died and didn't tell his relatives and friends.

Yan Jue thought of more.This incident was a wake-up call for him. In the past, he always tacitly accepted that before the spiritual energy revived, he could earnestly practice Taoism and Buddhism. After the spiritual energy revived, there will still be results. They are all hard-working and determined people, but he forgot that there is Zhang Zizhen this kind.

When the world of metaphysics is rectified in the future, what if there is another person like Zhang Zizhen with good talent and bad attitude?

Therefore, regarding the difference between true qi and spiritual qi, he still had to discuss it with Pan Wencheng later to see if he could make it public.Those who can save one is one, they are all talents, and when they grow up, they are all aided by the state, and they cannot be wasted.

Going to the cafeteria, I don't know how Wen Xuyang and the two socialized yesterday. As soon as Yan Jue entered, he saw an old man waving to them and inviting them to sit at a table.

"This is Uncle Hu." Zhang Zizhen introduced Yan Jue in a low voice, then turned his head and replied enthusiastically: "Yes, this is my friend, who is with us."

Wen Xuyang ate in silence and did not speak, Yan Jue understood, it seemed that Zhang Zizhen was all credited.

"This young man is really handsome." Uncle Hu sized up Yan Jue with a smile, and boasted, "He has a good physique and is healthy."

After speaking, he cared about Zhang Zizhen again: "Xiao Zhang, did you not sleep last night? Everything is fine here, but there are a lot of small animals in the woods at night, and they scream like a meeting."

Zhang Zizhen felt guilty when he heard last night, so he lowered his head and said vaguely: "I stayed up all night playing games by myself."

Uncle Hu showed a look of disapproval. Seeing Zhang Zizhen's "I'm lying" written all over his body, Yan Jue drew his attention to himself, and said without words: "Grandpa Hu, I'm lying to you last night." I also heard cats barking and dogs barking, did the ones raised by the villagers at the foot of the mountain come up?"

Yesterday when he was half asleep and half awake, he heard cats and dogs barking outside. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could still imagine a big battle.

"Maybe. People in the countryside mostly keep pets for the purpose of looking after their homes and homes, and they don't pay much attention to sterilization. There are too many pets who don't want to raise them and throw them outside to fend for themselves. Some of them may run to the mountains."

"Maybe?" Wen Xuyang suddenly answered: "Last night, I heard the sound of those cats and dogs very close to the nursing home. What if they got in from somewhere and bit someone? Has no one gone out to catch them?"

Uncle Hu said with a smile: "Why not? Those animals are amazing. When we first heard about them, we asked people to go out and see them, but how can people run faster than animals? They didn't see anything. With such a high fence, Nothing will happen, and there is monitoring, don't worry."

Wen Xuyang nodded: "That's good, safety first."

The topic did not continue here, the three of Yan Jue ate quickly, and as soon as they said goodbye to Uncle Hu and left, most of the people in the cafeteria gathered around Uncle Hu with a loud noise, asking questions in a low voice. .

"No, except that the tall man surnamed Wen is a soldier who can tell, the other two didn't ask anything."

"Xiao Zhang said he was a Taoist priest, Yan Jue? I don't know, he is very defensive."

"I just talked about cats and dogs barking at night..."

"No, I didn't dare to ask on the first day when I first came here. Can you do it?"

"..."

Naturally, the three who left had no way of knowing everything in the cafeteria.

Yan Jue saw that the time was still early and the weather was not too hot, so he told Wen Xuyang that he wanted to go to the village at the foot of the mountain.The purpose is to score points, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's meat, and the headquarters doesn't score well.

It takes more than 20 minutes to walk from the nursing home to the road down the mountain. They didn't drive and walked all the way down.

When he arrived outside the village, Yan Jue looked around with great interest. There was a village under the mountain of Zhang Zizhen's Taoist temple.As long as Wen Xuyang doesn't speak, he can easily weaken his sense of existence, and he also habitually follows the two of them quietly and vigilantly around.

"These cicadas are too dedicated, not only during the day, but also without rest at night." Zhang Zizhen rubbed his ears irritably: "I know their lifespan is short, but there is no need to work so hard."

Yan Jue asked casually: "Do cicadas still sing at night? Why didn't I hear them when I was in the city? Could it be that the species are different?"

He slept soundly last night, and hearing cats and dogs barking was already unfortunate, but it couldn't be more rich than Zhang Zizhen, who hadn't slept all night.

"Who knows, I haven't heard much at home. It's not just cicadas. Brother Yan, have you ever heard the sound of birds that resemble alien spaceships?"

This Yan Jue knew: "Ordinary Nighthawk, I checked it out of curiosity."

Zhang Zizhen admired: "You really have a heart... What about this one?" He imitated a bit: "Do you know what kind of bird this is? It's loud and ugly. I heard it several times last night, and I wanted to go out and call it." Mouth gagged."

Yan Jue shook his head: "It's a little familiar, I don't know."

After he finished speaking, he said with emotion: "The ecology of Bali Mountain is quite good, and there are many birds."

At this time, Wen Xuyang, who followed behind silently, interjected hesitantly: "If Zhang Zizhen's imitation is accurate, this cry should be that of a peacock."

Yan Jue and Zhang Zizhen turned their heads together: "Peacock?"

Zhang Zizhen took out his mobile phone and searched for the peacock's cry, and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, this is it. Does anyone in the village raise peacocks?"

"How far the village is from the nursing home, it's impossible for you to hear it so clearly." Yan Jue's expression was condensed: "Could it be that the peacocks in the farm ran away?"

Zhang Zizhen's eyes lit up: "Let's go and ask."

He is bored, looking for peacocks is also a serious job to serve the people, he likes it.

Wen Xuyang swallowed what he wanted to say, sighed rarely, and followed in the footsteps of the two enthusiastic people.

Although he has never been in Bali Mountain, he has never heard of any farms opened here.But what if it's new?As long as he thinks too much, it's okay to ask.

The author says:

Cute (*^▽^*)