In the ward, Lin Xing sighed: "That little girl must have a close relationship with him."
At this moment, the voice of the cat doll on the bed beside him rang in Lin Xing's mind: "Do you really believe him? I don't think he has the ability to open the door."
Lin Xing said: "It's worth a try. Besides, if the village chief is really trafficking in people, how can I just sit back and do nothing?"
After hearing what Lin Xing said, Bai Yiyi knew that Lin Xing was going to meddle in other people's business again, but then she thought that the other party had the ability to turn back time, so it would not be a big problem if she took the risk and gave it a try.
And when she thought about the time going back, Bai Yiyi had a flash of enlightenment in her heart: "Wait... maybe Lin Xing doesn't really want to meddle in other people's business."
She remembered that the other party had mastered the sickle-sword technique after a life-and-death battle with the old man with the hatchet, and had honed the Taiqing Long Fist to the second level during the fight with two military thugs on the dirt road in the village, and had accumulated experience in group combat when he broke out of the villagers' siege.
She thought to herself, "Going back in time is not just a way for Lin Xing to save his life, it's also a way for him to hone himself."
When he came to his senses again, he found himself sitting cross-legged on the ground, apparently having returned to the past.
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But before Lin Xing could make the next reaction, he suddenly lost consciousness.
After a while, a nurse knocked on the door and brought in dinner.
Originally, she never believed in any upright people, and only wanted to punish evil and do justice.
Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi felt that everything seemed to be taken for granted.
However, the more this happened, the more Bai Yiyi felt that she had not accepted this disciple in vain. She thought to herself, "With Lin Xing's growth rate, maybe I will have the final say in Taiqing Sect in the future. At that time, I will let him be the head of Taiqing Sect, and I will be the supreme elder."
In the blink of an eye, it was night, and Lin Xing still had no progress in meditation.
"On the surface, he pretends to be crazy and stupid, and he seems to be actively seeking death. In fact, he wants to gain the opportunity to activate his ability and then grow rapidly in a short period of time. This shows that he has great ambitions."
However, during this process, he could not experience the so-called meditation in his memory, nor could he gather his distracting thoughts. He could not feel the movement of his body through his breathing as he remembered.
In Bai Yiyi's opinion, the energy and time spent on comprehending the Taoist child's inheritance, as well as the achievements gained, are not as good as practicing martial arts and following the soldier's inheritance.
So the following time was spent in Lin Xing's meditation practice.
Faintly, he seemed to see someone rushing in and carrying him out. More and more people came over, and a doctor began to give him first aid...
She only believes that everything a person does must have its own purpose, and most people's purposes are often related to interests.
At this moment, Lin Xing, who was sitting cross-legged beside her, seemed even more unfathomable in her eyes.
"Wait, when did he show up in front of me? It seems like it was after I took the initiative to reveal that I had mastered many skills..."
Looking at the food in front of him, Lin Xing pointed at it and said, "It's poisonous."
"I'm dead?"
The nurse was slightly stunned, thinking that Lin Xing was having a seizure, but then he saw Lin Xing pointing at the food and continuing to shout that it was poisonous.
He recalled all the details in his memory, but could not think of any signs of being attacked.
After a while, Lao Zhong came up to him and asked seriously, "Are you sure there is poison in this?"
"This man uses integrity as a disguise, and actively participates in life-and-death battles in order to grow. I'm afraid he has a bottomless ambition hidden in his heart."
"Yes." Lin Xing replied: "I want to comprehend the Taoist inheritance. Now that my boxing skills have reached the second level, what remains is to practice the second level of meditation and the first level of talismans."
Lin Xing shook his head and said, "My memory tells me that the Taoist inheritance is more suitable for me than the soldier inheritance. I believe in my memory."
Now that she understood the context of Lin Xing's actions, he suddenly became far-sighted in her eyes.
He just felt more and more irritated the longer he sat there, and couldn't help but want to move.
Lin Xing was slightly stunned. This was a rare time when he did not immediately discover the cause of his own death after going back in time.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his body as he remembered, trying to empty his mind and focus all his attention on his breathing.
Lin Xing recalled the memories that had awakened in his mind and explained, "But if you want to practice spells, you must first practice meditation to the first level."
"Lin Xing is not an ordinary person. He is a man who is good at disguise, has great ambitions, and is decisive. Since he insists on choosing the Taoist child inheritance, perhaps he really has his reasons..." Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi decided not to persuade him anymore, but to see what Lin Xing would do.
"Wait..." Bai Yiyi observed Lin Xing who was sitting cross-legged. Seeing that he had his eyes closed and his palms facing the sky, she couldn't help but ask, "Lin Xing, are you practicing meditation?"
Bai Yiyi originally wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly thought of her previous judgment of Lin Xing.
But just a moment later, he suddenly felt difficulty breathing and his head began to hurt.
"Although I can't master the skills here, I've never tried meditation before. I plan to build the basics here first, so that I can practice faster when the door opens."
"But I go to bed early and get up early every day, eat on time, and exercise regularly. It would be too unfortunate if I still died suddenly."
"This must be the real reason why Lin Xing is meddling in other people's business!"
Lin Xing held up his head and thought: "I remember..."
He began to recall the circumstances before his death: "Headache... chest pain... feeling unwell... being rescued? Did I die suddenly from illness?"
Thinking of this, Bai Yiyi couldn't help laughing as she looked at Lin Xing sitting cross-legged.
"Then maybe there is only one possibility left."
"Why?"
After dinner, he lay down on the bed and began to think about whether it was necessary for him to practice meditation next.
But suddenly, Bai Yiyi was slightly stunned again: "But why did he take the initiative to show me his ability to turn back time?"
Instantly, Bai Yiyi's heart tightened: "Could it be that he had thought of cooperating with me at that time? So he kept telling me about time travel... Wasn't he trying to point me in the right direction?"
Bai Yiyi couldn't help but say, "Meditation is a skill learned by old monks and Taoist priests. The fastest ones need one or two years to practice one level, while the slow ones may take ten or eight years. If you had used this time to practice martial arts diligently, you would have understood the inheritance long ago, and even made further progress."
Seeing the dinner being delivered to the table, Lin Xing's eyes suddenly froze.
Lin Xing said: "Nonsense, I have been poisoned to death once."
The caregivers around became more and more disapproving after hearing this, and Old Zhong also frowned. However, thinking that the other party was arranged by Wei Zhi, he still took the food out for testing.
Not long after, the entire Building C suddenly entered a state of martial law, all personnel were placed under centralized management, and Wei Zhi came to Lin Xing as soon as possible.
"You are right, your food was indeed poisoned, but how did you know?"
(End of this chapter)