Anger is hard to calm down. It takes more than ten minutes to take a deep breath to adjust from this hysterical state. I groped for the trunk, climbed to the wide branch in the middle of the tree and sat down.
"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!"
"Gung, your mother, Sang Men Star" I can’t help but look up and scold. If I hadn’t lost sight of the crow at the moment, I would have smashed it.
I fumbled for my cigarette, lit it and smoked two times, and I felt panicked. My current position is too high. After losing my aura, I naturally can’t make it difficult to breathe, let alone smoke. It’s damn it.
After smoking my cigarette, I analyzed the reasons why I lost my aura, but I couldn’t think of a reason. Although I was naturally unruly and occasionally abused spells, I didn’t do anything harmful in the end. What’s worse, the scourge appeared in the form of lightning. Just now, I didn’t feel the slightest sign, and I didn’t hear that it would never be a scourge.
Did I take a chance when I hit the peak of purple gas? No, absolutely not. Even if I adopted the method of taking care of things, I succeeded in the end. This thing is not like the disadvantages. The university was found out and had to be thrown out and entered. It was the result of different methods. No one was set to correct it, and no one had any objection. After all, I risked a narrow escape to reach the peak of purple.
If it’s improper practice, it’s impossible for us to intercept the practice method because our ancestors created it and paid attention to the cultivation of law and technique, but not to the cultivation of mind. The purpose is to cultivate human beings and animals together. I haven’t heard of any interception master who has been possessed by practicing and teaching spells for so many years.
"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack.
"What the fuck are you yelling at in the dead of night?" I lifted my foot and kicked two tree trunks.
"No, if I don’t have purple gas, I shouldn’t hear the sound?" I wondered and talked to myself. My ears were deaf years ago. I have been listening to the magic by relying on the ice willow crown hairpin in the early stage and rushing to the purple peak in the later stage. But now I have no aura to adjust. What can I hear?
Pinch your fingers to adjust your aura or if it’s fruity in the sea, let alone purple. Even the red aura doesn’t have a breath, but the crow is perceived by me from above my head, which means that my ears have not recovered. How can this happen?
There must be a reason why my aura will disappear, but I can’t figure out what the problem is after thinking about it.
In summer, it dawned early. When the first ray of sunshine shone on this big tree where I was, I raised my wrist to look at it. When I looked at it, I remembered that my watch had long been taken off and tied to the dog’s leg. However, this move made me vaguely catch something in my heart. I quickly closed my eyes and caught my heart. When I wanted to slip away, I was likely to have a problem.
Last night, I was delayed for half an hour from the parking lot to the border road at about eleven o’clock, and it should be about half an hour when I walked south from Ka. That is to say, when I crossed the minefield, it should be twelve o’clock in the evening, that is, when we said, my purple gas disappeared at the middle of the time and the yin gas was the heaviest.
I decided that when the purple gas disappeared, I was confused again, because I didn’t catch the king kong gun at dawn, and it didn’t matter to me.
"Mu Zhuifeng wrote the name of Da Mei Er into the genealogy!" When I think of King Kong cannon, I naturally think of longing for chasing the wind. When I think of longing for chasing the wind, I immediately know why my purple gas disappears
Before I left the mountain, I told Mu Zhuifeng to write Da Ji Mei Er’s name into the genealogy and give her a birthright. Mu Zhuifeng was worried that this serious violation of the canon would be discovered by her ancestors, so I told her to write in black ink and try to hide it with the help of Yin Qi. Now it seems that she really wrote it and her ancestors really noticed it
"It was really fun this time." After I figured out the reason, I couldn’t help laughing that Bai Jiuyu had expressed concern about my bold move before, and my answer was "What am I afraid of?" Now I finally know what I’m afraid of, and no one dares to do anything. I dare to do it, and no one dares to violate the rules, which makes me violate it. It’s great that Ziqi was taken back by my ancestors. Arrogance is really a price to pay.
In all fairness, although I was taken back by my ancestors, I didn’t feel any resentment, because I really deserve it, and now I am the one who teaches Ziyang to view things. Naturally, I will admit the consequences, inspire me to pursue the wind, and write Da Mei Er into the genealogy. Who will I punish if my ancestors don’t punish me?
"The hierarch taught in Ziyang for the 17th generation to take advantage of the wind and violate the canon, and was willing to be punished and blessed." I knelt on the trunk and looked east and worshipped. In fact, this confessing ceremony should be a gift, but now I dare not go there, but it is not a thing of being deeply impressed.
Naturally, my father won’t give me an answer or hint, and my move is only to show my guilty attitude, and I don’t expect my father to resume my study. After all, it is forbidden for man and beast to marry, which is the fourth of the top ten canons to intercept hundreds of sects, and no one dares to violate it.
I know that I have just finished confessing my words, and I feel subtle changes in my body breath. There is a little aura floating in the sea of things. This aura is almost imperceptible and instantly moved. I kneel down again and prostrate myself. Although this aura is extremely weak, it goes on to say that my father is punishing me for daring to violate the rules and doesn’t want to kill me. Otherwise, I won’t keep my listening ability and this aura at the peak of purple gas.
I can’t help but feel great when I find that the aura of my eyes is slowly gathering. Although the recovery speed of aura is extremely slow, I can’t see half a month according to its gathering speed. I will definitely be able to restore my previous meditation. Here, I will look to the east again and thank my ancestors for their small punishment and great punishment, and secretly warn myself that I must not be so arrogant and less honest in front of my ancestors.
After bowing down, I got up with the branches, only to find that the present situation is not optimistic. My current tree is more than a mile away from the edge of the minefield. Without magic, my roots can’t leap over the minefield to reach the security area.
"Do I have to squat in this tree for half a month?" The present situation makes me shake my head and smile bitterly.
"Quack quack …"
Chapter 316 Two Crows
"What’s the matter?" I was extremely depressed when I lifted my foot and kicked it at the trunk. These two ravens just kept barking at this time.
"Haw …" The crow’s nest in the tree shook when I kicked it, and the chicks came to the nest.
Only then did I know why these two crows stayed outside the nest and refused to fly away. There were young birds in it. Now it is the animal breeding season, and there are young birds in the nests.
I’m tired of crows croaking overhead, but this tree is their territory, and I’m an outsider, so it’s no wonder that people call.
Take back the sight of cigarettes and consider getting out. If you still have aura at the moment, you can make the observation of qi look for mines buried on the ground. Generally, iron and iron metals will block the breath of other substances. Therefore, I will choose those who exude normal breath and settle down on the ground to get out of this area. Unfortunately, observing the atmosphere belongs to the third level of observation of qi. Without aura, I can’t see anything.
I have observed the distribution of mines before. According to its burial position, it should be mined by a mine car. When laying mines, the brain controls the brain. Laying mines according to the rules of human behavior and moving habits is both difficult to detect and easy to touch. Don’t say that I am a dog trainer. Even if the King Kong cannon comes, he can’t walk out of this minefield without mine detection equipment.
I didn’t think of any feasible methods from early morning till noon. At this moment, I finally knew what it was like to retire soldiers in the plateau area. Because the ultraviolet rays in the plateau area are more than several times stronger than those in the low altitude area, it seems that the sun is not strong, but it hurts. Even if the big branches and leaves block most of the sunlight, I still feel unbearable. I was completely shocked when I put my hand behind my back and wanted to take a backpack for water. I realized that the backpack had been unloaded by myself as a pedal in a crisis.
Hurriedly looking down, I found that my backpack was kicked ten meters away from the east side of the tree by my previous violent kick.
The present situation made my brain fall into a daze for a moment. When I think about it carefully, I can’t help but panic. I can’t hold on for half a month without water and food. Can’t this trap me here?
Once the tension rises, it’s hard to control it. Over and over again, I’m starving and dying of thirst. I can’t find anything to eat. I still have a few pieces of musk in my changing robe, but now I have half a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, a dagger and a pile of Indian Rupee.
Drinking without water and drinking without water are two concepts. If there is a bottle of water in front of me, I will feel comfortable even if I don’t drink it, but now it’s another matter. Now I’m not very thirsty, but I feel thirsty to death. There is a lot of clear water more than ten meters away, but I dare not go there to take it myself. This feeling is really unbearable.
"Quack …" Just at this moment, a crow flew back from the nest on the square branch, and several chicks were chirping and looking up for food. The big bird fed the food mixed with gastric juice to two of them and flew away again.
"I used to fly, too." I lay on the trunk and looked up and talked to myself. This scene reminds me of my parents. It’s been more than ten years since I was a soldier when I was ten years old. Among them, I went back a few times and finally escaped despondently. I also know that I owe my parents too much to wait until everything is over. I will go back with Bai Jiuyou and show off my filial piety to my parents when I live at home. But now I am trapped in this big tree full of mines and watch crows feed.
"No, I can’t surf." I puffed myself up, sat up and looked at the package containing dry food and drinking water not far away again. I had to find a way to get the package over here.
I took action after thinking. I took out my dagger from behind my waist and cut off a lot of thick branches from the tree. I took off my clothes and made the dagger cut them into strips to tie the branches together. Unfortunately, I gave up because the branches were too thin and soft to reach three meters away, so I couldn’t grasp the direction. I hated Indian food and put a lot of drinking water and dry food in that backpack. Even if the branches reached there, it was difficult to pull them back.
Depressed, I sat back in the trunk and lit a cigarette again, trying to find other ways to think about it. All roads are impassable. This is a minefield. No one will come here. Naturally, no one will find out that I was afraid that my mobile phone would reveal my identity and I didn’t have it with me. Now I am in India. Is there a signal on my mobile phone? If it triggers a mine, maybe someone will come and check it out. But now I have something in my hands to trigger it. Different grenades have explosion corners, and mines don’t. Where can I hide?
The night is coming again, and now I can’t see anything all night. I groped for my belt and tied my trunk together, and I was confused.
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a mosquito bite, and I was flustered. I undressed and drove a group of mosquitoes, but the more I drove, the more I got. In the end, my brain was full of mosquitoes vibrating my wings and buzzing. Now the tiger is in Pingyang Longyou Shoal, and you little mosquitoes want to bully me, too