Chapter 31: All Routine

After leaving Gu Qi, Zhang Ming took his things and took a taxi back to his neighborhood. After

returning home, Zhang Ming took out the yellow paper, opened the video recorded on his mobile phone, and drew a lot of spells according to the talismans in the magic encyclopedia.

For example, at the beginning, he would point out the evil-repelling talisman, the ghost-repelling talisman, the corpse-suppressing talisman, and so on.

Later, there were higher-level ghost-killing talismans, and Zhang Ming also reluctantly drew some.

In addition, there are five thunder talismans, which are more powerful than palm thunder.

It is more difficult to draw. With Zhang Ming's current cultivation, he can only reluctantly draw one, and then he is exhausted.

Looking at the time, it is still early before dark. So Zhang Ming studied the use of peach wood sword and copper coin sword at home.

Then he studied the usage of the Bagua mirror, the Yin-Yang mirror, and the compass.

It can be said that Zhang Ming understood all of these instruments in one afternoon.

Finally, he held the two thumb-sized purple gourds and said,

"There are no ghost-collecting runes on this gourd. It seems that I have to draw them myself."

As he said that, he took out a cinnabar pen and slowly drew Tai Chi and Bagua on the gourd. He drew the

ghost-collecting spells on the left and right sides. At this point, a simple ghost-collecting gourd was ready.

After doing all this, it was dark.

Why wait until dark? Because Zhang Ming had been practicing Taoism at home before, it was difficult to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

He was ready to find a park when it got dark. There was always more essence in the park than at home!

So, he went downstairs and prepared to practice in the community park.

The community park was relatively large, and there were not many idle people here, so Zhang Ming could rest assured to find a bench to sit and practice.

Besides, he was not afraid of people. If he sat there, who would know whether he was practicing or taking a nap?

Looking around, there were no people, so Zhang Ming sat cross-legged on the bench and started practicing Taoism. He began to inhale and exhale the essence in the air and refine it into pure Taoism in his body.

It must be said that the air outside was better than that in the house, and there was more essence. As Zhang Ming practiced, he felt that his body was soon filled with Taoism.

The next step was to continuously store and compress, the more the better.

Zhang Ming has been sitting cross-legged like this for four hours, but he still hasn't moved.

At this moment, in the park.

Not far from Zhang Ming, a beautiful girl of eighteen or nineteen blinked her big eyes, looked at Zhang Ming on the chair, and said to a man in his sixties or seventies beside him:

"Grandpa, what is this kid doing? He has been sitting still for three or four hours. Is he sick?"

After she finished speaking, an old man beside her, who was wearing a loose white training suit and was slowly practicing Tai Chi, also looked at Zhang Ming.

Then the white-haired old man smiled and said, "Little girl, don't underestimate anyone. What if this kid is an extraordinary person?"

"What kind of extraordinary person can he be?" The girl pouted.

The white-haired old man said, "In the park, an elderly man of status met a talented young man and was shocked by him. It's possible."

The girl rolled her eyes cutely and said, "Grandpa, have you read too many novels?"

"Haha, everything is possible. This world is far from as simple as we see. It's still the same old saying, don't look down on anyone!"

The old man smiled and continued to practice Tai Chi, muttering,

"If I follow the routine in the novel, maybe I can really make friends with a very powerful young man tonight..."

Hearing his muttering, the girl next to him shook her head helplessly and said,

"According to this routine, shouldn't I have to like him?"

The white-haired old man nodded seriously when he heard it, and the girl rolled her eyes in anger.

Far away, Zhang Ming felt that the Dao Qi in his body was so full that he could not take in any more.

So he stabilized the Dao Qi, slowly withdrew from the state of cultivation, and then opened his mouth and exhaled a foul breath.

At this moment, he vaguely felt that the Dao Qi in his body seemed to have been elevated to a higher level.

Although it is not clear how much the change is, it is stronger than before.

He stood up, looked around, and found that not far away, an old man and a beautiful girl were practicing Tai Chi. Seeing

this scene, Zhang Ming thought, it is so unusual for them to come out to practice Tai Chi in the middle of the night. Could it be that there is something special about these two people?

"According to the routine, in this case, these two people must be extraordinary. And at this time, if I go up and chat with them, will it be possible for me to get close to a big shot?"

Zhang Ming thought it was ridiculous. Didn't he read too many novels?

Shaking his head, Zhang Ming was ready to leave.

At this time, he vaguely felt that there was a yin aura on the old man.

This yin aura was very faint. If Zhang Ming hadn't noticed the old man, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

So Zhang Ming looked at the old man carefully, and vaguely found that there was indeed some yin aura on the old man.

So Zhang Ming pinched his sword finger, condensed the Taoist energy in front of his eyes, and opened his Yin Yang eyes.

At this time, he took a closer look and saw that there was a strange little ghost lying on the back of the old man.

The little ghost crawled on the old man's back with its pale and thin arms around his head.

Its thin face was facing the old man's head, and it occasionally opened its mouth to suck out a little bit of pale air.

"What is this..." Zhang Ming was a little confused and said, "An air-eating ghost?"

At this time, not far away, the girl said to the white-haired old man, "Grandpa, this kid has been staring at us." The

white-haired old man closed his eyes and practiced Tai Chi calmly, but his body was slightly hunched. He said,

"Don't be surprised. According to the routine, he might come to say hello to us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice suddenly say,

"Grandpa, why are you still practicing Tai Chi here so late?"

Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Zhang Ming who had already walked in front of him.

Then the old man smiled at the girl next to him, as if to say: You see, this is the routine!

But the girl didn't think so. In her opinion, there were many boys who tried to chat with her on weekdays.

This boy tonight must have wanted to chat with her by chatting with her grandfather.

This is not to say that the girl is narcissistic, but indeed, she is very beautiful.

At this time, the old man smiled and said to Zhang Ming: "Young man, I have not been feeling well recently, so I also come out to exercise at night."

Hearing this, Zhang Ming smiled and said: "Damn, old man, you don't come out to exercise during the day, only at night?" Hearing

this, the old man was stunned, looked at Zhang Ming puzzledly and said: "How did you know?"

Zhang Ming thought: Nonsense, there is a ghost on you, it would be strange if you can come out during the day.

"Have you always felt very tired recently? You are listless, and you can't go out during the day, so you can only think about going out to exercise at night?" Zhang Ming asked again.

"That's right, young man, how do you know this?" The old man was even more surprised.

Zhang Ming thought: Nonsense, the air-eating ghost on you has been sucking your yang energy.

(End of this chapter)