Chapter Eight Hundred and Nineteenth Shift Day

"Finally gone?"

Yi Lin noticed that the sense of peeping disappeared, and she took off her innocent disguise again.

Since he came to the handyman class,

From different directions of the Hanging Mountain, there was a feeling of peeping from time to time.

He knew that it was a monk's unique skill - spiritual consciousness.

Spiritual sense has infinite uses, it can detect, intimidate, pretend to be forceful, and close eyes.

In the beginning, spiritual explorations from different directions were not frequent, about once a month.

Half a year has passed, and in the past half a month, I don't know who is so shameless, watching and peeping every day, has annoyed Yi Lin.

Don't handyman disciples have the right to privacy?

Smelly shameless~

Erin was furious.

The work of the handyman disciples is very boring.

According to the type of work, it can be roughly divided into carrying water, chopping bamboo, washing clothes, cooking, and taking care of spirit animals.

Yi Lin was assigned to the water carrying group again this month.

According to Yi Lin's normal pace, she walked from the foot of the mountain to the designated water delivery location on the mountainside, and then sent the empty bucket back to the utility room, back and forth, until noon.

Further up, that is the field that formal disciples are qualified to enter, and idle disciples and masterless spirit beasts are not allowed to enter.

After lunch, another round will end the day's work.

Don't look at the fact that two rounds of carrying water seem easy, but if it was him a few months ago, he could barely go up and down the mountain once a day without cheating, and that would be pretty fast. It is said that some handyman disciples, when they first arrived, went up the mountain in the early morning and did not go down the mountain until midnight, so they could only reluctantly sleep in the bamboo forest, eating and drinking in the open, and it was cold all night.

For Yi Lin's rapid progress, Uncle Chen Bei also praised Yi Lin without hesitation, saying that among so many classes of handyman disciples, Yi Lin can also be regarded as the one with the fastest progress.

Yi Lin looked at the sky from a distance, and there was still some time before sunset. He secretly estimated that according to his current level, he would go back one more time and barely return before nightfall.

Just... why bother?

What a joy to fish.

It took Yi Lin a full second to finally figure it out, and she simply went down the mountain slowly.

On the way back, the other handyman disciples who were also in the water carrying group were swinging left and right, sweating profusely up the mountain, and stopped by the tree from time to time to rest for a while.

Some of them haven't even finished the first round, they just watched Yi Lin carrying the shoulder pole with one hand, with two empty wooden barrels on the end of the pole, humming a little tune, relaxed and happy, and couldn't help feeling envious.

"Come on."

When passing by, Yi Lin kindly encouraged his colleagues.

People's situations cannot be generalized.

Yi Lin saw this very clearly.

When Yi Lin returned to the handyman class, the handyman disciples who shared the rest of the work returned one after another.

In the past six months, the disciples in the handyman class came and went with only these people, and there was not much change. They became familiar with each other, greeted each other from a distance, and said goodbye.

Uncle Chenbei's turn is in the laundry class. Among the many odd jobs, the laundry class is the most comfortable one. He is not tired. It is nothing more than the speed of his hands. See who can wash quickly and vigorously.

Seeing that Yi Lin came back easily, the uncle looked Yi Lin up and down for a moment, and then said meaningfully: "Boy, it's a lot faster."

"It's easy to say, easy to say."

Speaking of Uncle Chen, not long after arriving here, Yi Lin asked curiously how many years Uncle Chenbei had been there as the most senior handyman disciple.

Of course, Uncle Chenbei doesn't remember, day after day, year after year, and this can be counted, so he is no longer an uncle.

At that time, Uncle Chen asked who was the emperor outside.

Yi Lin said that it was Jisheng...don't know him, and Emperor Xia Yuan...my uncle didn't know him either. When talking about Emperor Xia Yuan's ancestors, Uncle Chen Bei Fang Ru woke up from a dream, and said: "It's a year old."

One Jiazi means sixty years.

Grandpa, it's so scary.

...

The old man is worthy of being an old man. Although his cultivation base is not high, he knows a lot.

In her spare time, Yi Lin would ask some trivia about the interior of Tianjianmen.

and some practice issues.

Although Uncle Chenbei couldn't improve his cultivation, what surprised Yi Lin was that his foundation was terribly solid. Where are the meridians in the human body, and which acupoints have the effect in the magic technique? You can talk casually for half a day.

Yo, this handyman class also hides a treasure.

Everyone else in the handyman class looked down on Uncle Chenbei. After all, an old man who had practiced for sixty years but failed to be promoted to a full-time disciple, in the eyes of the younger generation of handyman disciples, he was born again, and also That's it, no progress is possible.

But Yi Lin didn't think so. He had a completely different attitude from the others. He was very polite to Uncle Chen, and would often knock on the door with some homemade snacks to greet him. Take it out and stuff it into the brain of this studious young talent.

...

On this day, Yi Lin still got up early in the morning, and casually carved a knife on the newly carved "Jiannanchun Style Timer No. 2"...the knife was carved on her face. Afterwards, he walked out of the wooden hut, sat on the stone, closed his eyes and breathed out.

When he breathed out, one after another peeping eyes swept back and forth from his body and surroundings.

"Is it getting more frequent?"

Yi Lin looked at her nose with her eyes, her mouth with her nose, and her heart with her mouth, and she thought of Amitabha Buddha, pretending not to know, standing still, breathing like an old dog. But his mind became active, and he said to himself secretly.

He vaguely understood something.

After finishing her daily breathing, Yi Lin felt the weak vortex in her body, and she showed a little helplessness on her fair face.

"This may be the ghost talent 'Heaven's Jealous of Wizards'."

[Heavenly Jealous Wizard: Comprehension +200, Five Elements Spirit Root Aptitude -30, Cultivation Speed ​​-30, Life Limit -30, Health -30. 】

Under the influence of this red ball talent, Yi Lin's comprehension is estimated to be fully stretched, but his cultivation speed, aptitude, lifespan, and health have all been reduced to a certain extent. Yi Lin feels that his practice in Qi training is slow and he has made little progress. It's about.

Speaking of which, after half a year of Qi training, Yi Lin still can't figure out one thing.

There are two key nouns in Qi training, a way of strengthening the human body—meridians and acupuncture points.

In human anatomy, these two organs are absolutely impossible to find. However, when breathing in and out, Yi Lin can feel the trajectory of the breath in the body, as well as the "nodes" where the breath stays for a while, which makes Yi Lin, who comes from a modern civilized society, feel unbelievable and feel Very unscientific.

If you say that blood vessels, lymphatic vessels, tendons, etc. can be cut out anatomically, Yi Lin can understand, but in what metaphysical way do these meridians and acupuncture points exist in the human body? Yi Lin felt that in order to understand this subject, one must first overcome the above-mentioned difficulties from the perspective of scientific theory.

Whenever she thinks of this, Yi Lin stops breathing, takes out four different cheat books, spreads them out in front of her, flips a page here, turns a page there, and thinks about it again.

In fact, he has read these four cheat books countless times in the past six months, and he remembers every word, every stain, and every missing point in them clearly. But reading and reading always requires a sense of ritual, and Yi Lin has also developed a habit, making it healthier to read.

These four cheat books are actually not treasures.

There is a family heirloom "Cloud Body Wind Body Art".

The second is the introductory Buddhist scripture "Qingming Mantra" presented by the old monk Kuye Zen Master.

The third book is "Jian Xin Miscellaneous Records", an introduction guide to Tianjianmen, which Jian Nanchun rarely showed his face in the first month of Yi Lin's career as a handyman. kind.

The fourth book has an interesting history.

It was at the end of the third month of Yi Lin's career as a handyman, Jian Nanchun secretly photographed the door of Yi Lin's room, and forced it in through the crack of the door like a thief... a torn book with the cover torn off. After mysteriously handing over the remnant to Yi Lin in this way, Jian Nanchun slipped away without saying a word, the dog stalking around like a thief.

These four secret books have accompanied Yi Lin through the past six months.

As a scholar, with books and topics, he is not afraid of loneliness.

Yi Lin felt as if she had returned to the Great Engineer Tower, or in the Clock Tower, the days when she was carefree and thirsty for knowledge, her heart was focused and peaceful, and she had no distractions.

So, another month passed.

The prying consciousness became more and more frequent and shameless.

someday.

Yi Lin felt something in her heart, and while chatting casually with Uncle Chenbei Hu Kan, she inexplicably said: "I might have to leave."

Uncle Chen Bei was taken aback when he heard this, and then said with a smile, "Congratulations, Xiao Lin."

Yi Lin could tell that Uncle Chenbei sincerely congratulated, there was no jealousy or resentment in those cloudy eyes.

Yi Lin only said this to Uncle Chenbei.

If other members of the handyman class heard it, they might sneer at it or ridicule it face to face.

Speaking of which, Yi Lin can also pretend to be a big guy by the way.

But for this, Yi Lin felt dull.

This is forced, it doesn't matter if you don't pretend.

Not long after Yi Lin said those words to Uncle Chenbei.

some day.

The morning glow is like a little bit of starlight, splashing on the eaves.

Jian Nanchun was waiting in front of the path of the handyman's room early.

Jian Nanchun was still dressed in white, his whole body was spotless and dew-free, his hair was half tied and half tied, not fluttering in the wind. When Yi Lin opened the door, Jian Nanchun was like a handsome sculpture, with his hands behind his back and a snow-white paper umbrella floating behind him, he was facing the sky at a perfect angle of forty-five degrees, his sharp chin pointed obliquely to the ground, his forehead There are two long bangs at the top, one on the left and the other on the right, which adds a bit of mystery to the face.

Yi Lin's hand to push the door froze for a moment, speechless in her heart. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you tired?"

"Oh, I'm not tired." Jian Nanchun couldn't hear the deep meaning in Yi Lin's words for a while, and said that this little junior brother is really caring, he knows how to love senior brother, and he was secretly relieved, but he didn't show it on his face, it was still his style that always belonged to him Qingyun said, "Little Junior Brother, someone wants to see you."

"Okay." Yi Lin was not surprised at all, and casually threw a small object to Jian Nanchun: "Brother came just in time, I'll see you off."

Yo?

And gifts?

Jian Nanchun took it in one hand, and found that it was an ugly wood carving with fine and dense knife marks on the surface, turned it over and saw his name engraved on the back. For a moment, he didn't understand what Yi Lin meant by throwing the trash over, so he asked, "This is it?"

For some reason, looking at the wooden figure, Mouchun felt uncomfortable all over, as if being scratched by a knife.

"Long time no see, I miss you very much." Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and looked at that face, resisting the urge to punch Jian Nanchun, and said with a smile: "Every time I miss my brother, I draw a knife on the wood carving; Carve a knife. Day after day, sunrise and sunset, unexpectedly, over time, the woodcarving of the senior brother has become unrecognizable and inhuman, and the younger brother is deeply sorry."

Jian Nanchun: "..."

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