It was already late when Zhao Yulin returned to the villa. Sun Leling and Chen Meiyi both went to bed. Only Leng Hanshuang was still thinking about

them. After he finished washing up, she went to the room to ask about their well-being. "It's good that nothing happened. But Xiao Linzi, people like us have a shallow connection with this world of flowers. If you encounter such things in the future, don't try to stand out. It's meaningless."

Leng Hanshuang reminded before leaving. For her and Zhao Yulin, the most important thing is to complete each mission successfully. Any extraneous behavior is immature.

"Senior sister, I understand." Zhao Yulin replied behind her.

Leng Hanshuang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "That's right, our little Linzi is now the king among the mercenaries. He doesn't need anyone to teach him this common sense. Anyway, you know your limits, right?"

Zhao Yulin nodded from an angle that she couldn't see. Leng Hanshuang didn't need to turn around, but she seemed to see it. She smiled and closed the bedroom door for him, and whispered good night outside the door. Zhao Yulin

lay alone in bed, sometimes with his eyes closed, sometimes open and dazed, looking at the dark ceiling above his head after turning off the lights, but he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Over the years, he always thought that he had seen through the ups and downs of the world at an age when many people were ignorant, but during the two days of accompanying Sun Leling to Yanjing Medical College, some small things always seemed to be scratching his itchy feet, touching the worldview that he regarded as a belief.

It didn't break his heart, but it did shake him to some extent -

"Is human nature really so cold?"

After dinner, in the deserted square, Yang Fan asked him if he was disappointed with his inaction. Zhao Yulin asked himself, in fact, Yang Fan's choice was not wrong at all. If

the roles were reversed, if it were Zhao Yulin himself, he would also choose not to save them.

Yang Fan considered it very carefully. Whether to save them or not is one thing, even if he saved those girls who had nothing to do with him, the final consequences, Yang Fan and his sister obviously could not bear.

Everyone should take care of their own business and not worry about the frost on other people's roofs. Only selfish people can survive better.

Zhao Yulin, who had deeply experienced the coldness and darkness of human nature, never took it as his responsibility to save the world and help others. He was in favor of keeping himself safe because that was what he did most of the time.

He firmly believed that kindness was not a good thing.

But after this battle, he always felt that something was wrong in his heart. He felt empty in his heart as if he had lost something, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Fuck him!"

After all, Zhao Yulin couldn't sleep. He threw off the quilt, turned over, and walked to the yard with some irritability to start practicing boxing.

This was the first set of boxing and kicking skills that Old Man Feng taught him. It was the simplest and most obvious, and it was also the basis of many advanced boxing techniques later.

Zhao Yulin was already familiar with it. His movements were smooth and graceful, like a swimming dragon. He moved for an incense stick of time under the moonlight, and practiced this set of introductory boxing three times. His body in a vest was dripping with sweat, and his whole body looked extremely fit.

Sweating always made him feel comfortable physically and mentally, but this time, it didn't seem to work as usual. He was always depressed and had a breath stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get it out.

"The moon is big tonight, let's try that one!"

Zhao Yulin withdrew his mind from the full moon in the center of the sky, lifted his trouser legs, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

His eyes closed lightly, and a thousand feet of golden light appeared in his mind, illuminating his entire spirit platform. The source of this golden light came from the four small Qin seal characters above the spirit platform.

Zhao Yulin has been a combative person since he was young. He has a special liking for fighting and brandishing swords and guns. He doesn't like to study literature. He learned to write and read under the pressure of old man Feng. Because he wanted to master martial arts, he had to understand the meridians of the human body, so he read several ancient medical books. Naturally, he was not familiar with ancient Chinese characters such as Qin Zhuan.

However, old man Feng was a genius, with great literary and military strategies. So after Zhao Yulin copied these four Qin Zhuan small characters and showed them to old man Feng, the old man told him that these four characters were pronounced "Nie Long Xie Quan".

As for the four golden things in his mind, according to old man Feng, they should symbolize an extremely mysterious mental method.

For ordinary people, the concept of mind method is probably something that only exists in martial arts novels, but Zhao Yulin is familiar with it. Old Man Feng has a mind method that is said to be particularly powerful, and several of his direct disciples, namely Leng Hanshuang and Zhao Yulin's other senior brothers, also practice this mind method called "Eightfold Prajna".

Only Zhao Yulin is an exception. Normally speaking, as the youngest disciple and the last disciple of Old Man Feng, he should be the most favored by the teacher and will definitely receive all the teachings from the teacher. However, Old Man Feng insisted on not teaching him "Eightfold Prajna" because of the "Evil Dragon Evil Voucher" in his mind.

"That is your innate mind method, or maybe it is a gift from your unknown parents. The most important thing about mind method is the fit. Since it is in your mind, it must be related to you. You just need to concentrate on studying it in the future. You have no chance to obtain the Eightfold Prajna."

This is what Old Man Feng said to Zhao Yulin at that time. Since Zhao Yulin could remember, he had never seen Old Man Feng look so serious, so the young boy simply believed it.

However, he studied it for more than ten years, but he could not figure out the mystery of "Evil Dragon Evil Voucher". The four words floating for more than ten years were still the same four words, which seemed to have nothing to do with mind method.

The only benefit was that whenever Zhao Yulin was upset or encountered a bottleneck in his martial arts, he would close his eyes and meditate on the four-character Qin seal, and he would quickly enter a state of peace. The bottleneck of martial arts would often be solved, and his restless mind would return to peace.

"What kind of mental method is this?"

Zhao Yulin slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils were shining with an exceptionally clear and clean light under the moonlight. The troubling question was still in his mind, and he still couldn't figure it out, but he no longer had the kind of anxiety that kept him awake.

"The Buddhist meditation mantra?"

Zhao Yulin felt that it was somewhat similar, but not quite. After all, the meditation mantra only eliminated distracting thoughts, but could not break the shackles of martial arts.

He believed that old man Feng would not cheat him in martial arts training, and he knew it in his heart over the years. He practiced the martial arts passed down by old man Feng without the help of mental skills, but his progress was not slower than that of his senior brothers and sisters, and even better.

This, of course, cannot be explained by such a simple reason as extraordinary talent.

"But, is it true that the practice of this mental method really only requires closing your eyes and reading these few words, without any actual content?" Zhao Yulin was puzzled.

"Forget it, let's go back to sleep."

Zhao Yulin shook his head. He had been thinking about it for more than ten years and still couldn't figure it out. He was not in a hurry.

He lay back on the bed, turned on the air conditioner and covered himself with the quilt. Zhao Yulin enjoyed the cool breeze that drove away the summer heat and the warmth in the quilt. He closed his eyes happily and prepared to play two games of Go with Zhou Gong.

...

There was no conversation that night, and the next day they repeated the route of yesterday. After breakfast, Zhao Yulin accompanied Sun Leling to school.

Yang Fan was probably in high spirits because of the good news, and he looked a lot more sunny than the previous two days. As soon as Zhao Yulin and Sun Leling entered the classroom, he rushed up with a bag of steamed buns and soy milk, and said in a friendly tone: "Brother Yu, you are here! This is the most famous Shaw's steamed buns in our school, and there is also soy milk from Xiaozhu's. Eat it while it's hot."

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Zhao Yulin was embarrassed to say that he had eaten before coming, so he had to take it and eat it while walking. Sun Leling walked behind the two of them with lotus steps, and a strange smile was on her pretty face.

Seeing this, Yang Fan rubbed his hands and explained, "Squad leader, I'm sorry, I forgot that you come here with Brother Yu every day . I must remember to buy your share tomorrow morning."

Sun Leling smiled and waved her hands, saying, "It's okay, Yang Fan, you don't have to worry about me, just take good care of your Brother Yu, I don't want to be your light bulb!"

Zhao Yulin choked on a mouthful of soy milk, beat his chest and coughed violently for a while, and when he recovered, he looked at Sun Leling with a frightened look: "What did you say? Light... light bulb?"

"Oh~"

The smile on Sun Leling's face became more and more weird. She threw a coquettish look at her servant boy, saying "I understand", and said sweetly: "What era is it now? The social atmosphere is very open. Don't worry, I respect your feelings very much. Not only will I not discriminate against you, but I will also bless you!"

"Fuck!"

Zhao Yulin looked at Sun Leling walking to the back seat with horror on his face, then turned to look at Yang Fan: "Could it be that this girl thinks I'm a lesbian?"

Yang Fan pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his expression deep: "It's almost certain."

...

Wen Shaohua was very angry. He waited in the hospital for half the night last night, and waited until the early morning, but Zhao Yulin was not sent in covered in blood. That was not all. The most annoying thing was that he sat at the door of the hospital waiting stupidly. His cold got worse because of the cold.

It is not easy to catch a cold in the summer, but once you do, it is usually very serious.

A-choo!

Wen Shaohua finally couldn't bear the itching in his nasal cavity, and a yellow dragon spurted out from his nostrils, and some flowed into his mouth.

"Damn it, it rains on a rainy night!"

After wiping his nose with his inconvenient left hand, Wen Shaohua called Li Xiaofu and asked if Zhao Yulin went to school today. He said that he went, and he was with Sun Leling, which undoubtedly stabbed Master Wen in the heart.

Wen Shaohua had never felt so aggrieved in his life, with a broken leg, a broken hand and a severe cold. He had some hope before, maybe Zhao Yulin was not stabbed near the school, so he was not sent to the hospital closest to the school. However, the cruel reality told him that it was not that Zhao Yulin was sent to another hospital, but that the black dog took the money and did nothing!

"You dare to fool me, do you really think your Grandpa Wen is a rich man?"

Wen Shaohua was furious, asked his family for a few bodyguards, drove a few big Hummers, and headed to Dewang Teahouse.

As a result, the mission was not successful, and Lao Hei was not in Dewang Teahouse today. This made Wen Shaohua even more determined. That bastard was obviously trying to get his money for free.

"Can the monk escape and the temple escape?"

People tend to get angry when things are not going well. Wen Shaohua was undoubtedly in such a period. He was covered in wounds but still let others go. He was furious. After finding out the truth, he led people to Lao Hei's usual place.