In the process of galloping around, Zhou Baopu could feel that his speed and reaction were not a bit faster than before. The speed has been increased by almost half, and the flexibility has been greatly improved. It only took half the time before Zhou Baopu arrived in front of his small courtyard.
When he reached the small courtyard and was about to open the door, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the big lock on the door knocker.
Because, under the big lock, there was a piece of paper stuck very conspicuously. The paper was light yellow and faintly shone with thick black ink.
Zhou Baopu couldn't help but wonder. When he was thinking about the origin and purpose of this piece of paper, the man had already stepped forward and took off the piece of paper. He held it flat with both hands, put it under his eyes, and looked at it carefully. After reading it, he couldn't help but smile.
It turned out that what was written on the pale yellow paper was: "Duanmusen is here for a visit!" These
seven short words made Zhou Baopu sigh. He never thought that Duanmusen would already come looking for him in just two days when he went out to practice blood skills. However, after thinking about it for a while, Zhou Baopu understood that among these examination disciples, the only ones he could really know were Duanmusen and Shangguan Rui.
This was not what surprised Zhou Baopu. What surprised Zhou Baopu was that Duanmusen actually told him in this way that he had already arrived.
Just as Zhou Baopu didn't know where Duanmusen's residence was, in Zhou Baopu's opinion, Duanmusen probably didn't know where his residence was. Duanmusen must have spent a lot of effort to find this place. At least he wanted to To find out Zhou Baopu's residence, you need to pack a lot of things.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Duanmusen finally found Zhou Baopu's place, but when he came here, he found Zhou Baopu's courtyard gate with the Yuanmen lock on it. When he saw this, Duanmusen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, so he became interested for a moment. He wrote these words and posted them on Zhou Baopu's door.
Zhou Baopu smiled and put away the paper, opened the door, and after entering, closed the door again and walked directly into the back room.
Thinking of the reason why he was able to cultivate Monkey World to perfection, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but feel a little lucky. If it hadn't been for the warm current that appeared at the right time, Zhou Baopu would have been unable to imagine how he could have broken through the final hurdle.
Thinking of that warm current, Zhou Baopu also felt doubts rising in his heart, because he had no idea where the warm current came from.
Because he was practicing meditation at the time, Zhou Baopu did not think about this issue, but now that Zhou Baopu was free, he had to think about it.
"Where did this warm current come from?"
Zhou Baopu asked himself, but he didn't know.
Finally, Zhou Baopu finally remembered that the source of the warm current seemed to be his waist, and the only thing in his waist that was different from his body was the hand that lived and died with him. A long dark curved sickle. Thinking of this, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but feel shocked.
Since leaving Xuangui Mountain, Zhou Baopu abandoned the medicine basket and moved the black curved sickle from the original basket to his waist. The thick and wide belt restrained Zhou Baopu's waist, with the curved sickle inserted inside, and the handle of the sickle was hidden by Zhou Baopu's gown.
Bringing the curved sickle before his eyes again, Zhou Baopu didn't feel anything special. As before, the pitch-black curved sickle, moistened by the cold air of winter, felt cold and chilly. It seemed that It is no different from any iron tool.
"Old man, it would be great if you could speak. In that case, I can know whether it is you who is helping me?" Zhou Baopu stroked the body of the sickle, raised his head, and said softly
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For Zhou Baopu, this pitch-black curved sickle was not only a tool for digging herbs in Xuangui Mountain, but the tool he was using now was also a close friend of his.
Whenever he was bullied as a child, the first person Zhou Baopu wanted to talk to was not his mother Wang Caifeng, or even his lover Yao Ruoxi, but this seemingly cold and ruthless dark curved sickle. The scythe that accompanied him through the day and night.
It's not just Zhou Baopu, this is almost a common trait of human beings. It doesn't seem surprising to be emotionally involved with seemingly emotionless things.
If you think about it, it is easy to understand that although human beings have spirituality and emotions, although objects have no spirituality and no emotions, it is precisely because of this lack of spirituality and emotion that the feeling of objects can always be relied on, and it is absolutely The kind who won't betray.
But this kind of emotion is difficult to obtain among humans who are suspicious by nature.
Zhou Baopu didn't know that because he was looking up when he sighed and said this, he couldn't really see the changes in the sickle blade in his hand.
Just as Zhou Baopu was muttering to himself, a red thread suddenly rose from the bright blade of the dark curved sickle. Once generated, the red silk thread began to squirm gently, as if it had spirituality and wanted to tell Zhou Baopu something.
Unfortunately, this did not happen to Zhou Baopu who averted his eyes. When he looked at the sickle again, the change on the sickle blade had already quietly retreated at some point, with no signs of abnormality. Can't be found.
"Even if you don't say it, I will think from the bottom of my heart that all this is due to you."
When Zhou Baopu said this, he looked at the black sickle body and the bright white sickle blade, and there was a look in his eyes. With a look of perseverance, he put the sickle back into his belt and secretly laughed. After giggling, Zhou Baopu became serious.
Because the day after tomorrow is the time for the assessment.
The days of cultivation always pass by very quickly because of meditating hard, and the happy times always pass by very quickly because of immersion in it. However, the structure of life is not only composed of these happiness, but also many unhappiness factors. What Zhou Baopu is facing now is one of them.
Facing the next assessment, Zhou Baopu didn't know whether the Monkey Walking World he had learned would allow him to stand out among the many assessment disciples.
This uncertainty constituted Zhou Baopu's main concern. This concern made Zhou Baopu's little pride that he originally had due to his cultivation of Monkey Walking in the World disappear immediately, and he returned to A state of modesty and prudence.
Thinking of these, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but feel a little sleepy. Also, in the past two days, although Zhou Baopu did not stay up late every day, his mental power was also in an extremely sluggish state due to such mind-consuming thinking, and his thoughts were a little stiff.
"It's time to rest."
Zhou Baopu murmured to himself. The best way to relax is during sleep. This is the truth that Zhou Baopu has always believed in.
After saying this, regardless of whether the time was suitable for sleeping, Zhou Baopu took a hot bath, got into the bed comfortably, and lay down peacefully in a sweet dream.