Everyone was silent and in a low mood. Bai Yang suddenly felt bored. He lay down with his head on Lin Bing'er's lap, and fell into deep thought while looking at the wonder of March surrounding the sky.
Yin Shen, what on earth is this
Literally understood, it should not be a good thing, it is evil, weird, magical...
Bai Yang didn't understand Shinto monks at all, and his impression was that they were magical, mysterious, and illusory.
"No matter who the Shinto monk is or what magical means he has, one thing I know is that the more magical and powerful something is, the more fatal weaknesses it has!"
That's what he thought in his mind.
Yuan/Zi/Dan Niucha, right? Once it explodes, it can destroy a huge area, but such a powerful thing has too many limitations. Maybe it's just one of the electronic components that is wrong, and it's just a pile of scrap metal!
This is no exaggeration. If the ignition device of the atomic/bomb fails, what is there to do
Therefore, in Bai Yang's view, although Shinto monks are powerful, magical and mysterious, as long as you understand a little bit, you will always find his weaknesses. If you target the weaknesses, you have to kneel down regardless of anything.
However, it is a pity that Bai Yang doesn't know anything about Shinto monks, so there is nothing he can do...
There was a lot of turmoil in his head, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.
When the sun rises, its light is vast, shining on the world and dispelling darkness.
The mist is rising in the dense forest, the dewdrops are shining brightly in the sun, the vegetation is fragrant, everything is revived, and it is another good weather.
In Godo Village, more than 100 kilometers away from Bai Yang and the others, the day begins in the morning, and the villagers are already busy.
Since the Che family in Deyang Town was wiped out, a wharf was built outside Gordo Village. The mountain people in Mihe Forest traded goods here. People came and went in Gordo Village, and there was a trend of developing into towns.
The mountain people whose ancestors lived in the Lost River Forest have not forgotten their true nature. Children still face the rising sun early in the morning to exercise, men in their prime go hunting, and women make fires to cook...
In the tree house built by the villagers here for Bai Yang, the kitten opened its eyes early in the morning on the bed.
She glanced at her side sadly. Back then, many nights, when she woke up early in the morning, she would see Bai Yang sleeping like a baby, but now, Bai Yang didn't know where he was.
"Master, are you okay?" The kitten caressed the soft pillow and whispered to himself.
The duck down pillow was brought over from the earth by Bai Yang.
After getting up, getting dressed, and washing up, Mao Mao ate a tasteless barbecue by himself, then took a titanium alloy broadsword and pushed open the door.
The laughter of women and the hum of children exercising came to mind.
"Last night, I don't know what happened in the distance. It was like thunder and fire shooting into the sky."
"Yeah, it would be better if nothing big happens. Such a situation has never happened before."
"Maybe it's not necessarily the legendary martial arts masters fighting in the forest."
"Let's ask people from other villages when they come to trade goods. Maybe they should know something..."
Some of the discussion sounds reached Kitty's ears. She also heard what happened last night. She was nervous all night and didn't go to bed until dawn, so she got up a little late this morning.
A warrior would never be able to make such a noise, maybe something happened.
Mao Mao thought to herself that she and Bai Yang walked out of the forest and went to the outside world. They had seen real warriors and knew more about them than the mountain people.
Standing at the door of the tree house, the kitten raised her head and glanced into the distance. She didn't know how Bai Yang was doing.
"I have to work hard to practice martial arts and increase my strength so that I can help the young master more."
Talking to himself, the kitten put its toes on the wooden board at the door, flew more than ten meters in the air, tossed and turned on the branches, and finally came to a dense canopy.
Her figure swayed with the breeze, facing the morning glow, her body showed a strange posture, and she began to rest the secret ice power of the Deyang Zhenlan family.
The blood in the body was flowing, there was a faint sound of flesh vibrating, and the skin turned light blue.
After Bai Yang left, practicing martial arts became the most important thing for Kitty every day.