Chapter 68
(Originally: Block all the abilities of the cultivator to detect information. Forced detection will cause the other party to have negative emotions such as "dizziness", "nausea", "depression", "disillusionment", "no desire to live", "broken heart of Taoism".)
Affective range: Jindan stage and below (originally foundation building stage and below)
Introduction: The abyss opened his eyes.
"Very strong."
Heiyang nodded. With a good start, his safety index rose a lot.
To be honest, Heiyang still cares about the inexplicable attack during the day. He just smelled the smell of conspiracy
After all, even if he is kind to others, there may be one or two people who don't like him, or inexplicably blocked someone's way, etc. This is normal.
If the other party jumps out directly and says I want to beat you, it will be easy to deal with.
Specifically, we can discuss by category first.
If you can beat him: Beat him!
If you are not sure whether you can beat him: Run away, call people, and beat him together!
If you can't beat him: run away, secretly bear grudges, and look for an opportunity to beat him up!
And running away can be divided into two situations.
Successfully escape: Say harsh words, such as "I will definitely come back", and deceive yourself to comfort yourself.
Can't escape: kneel down and beg for mercy, shouting that there are elders above and subordinates below, please spare my life.
Then begging for mercy can be divided into many situations.
Being spared: run away, secretly bear grudges.
Being spared but wanting to be his younger brother: endure humiliation and bear grudges secretly.
Failed to beg for mercy: die on the spot.
When you die, the selection of the coffin and the cemetery is also very particular, and it can be divided into...
Ahem, no distinction, no distinction.
In short, it is easy to avoid an open attack, but if you can't avoid it, just send it, there is nothing to say.
What Heiyang is afraid of is encountering the insidious Voldemort, who usually hides in the dark and shoots him from behind when he gets the chance, and no one can stand it!
Now, at least he has a countermeasure against those guys who cast spells on him in secret, and the skill description seems to be very powerful, but I don’t know how it works.
“I hope I won’t have the chance to use it.”
Heiyang sighed, there are so many things in the big city.
Heiyang raised his eyebrows when he opened the second gift box. It turned out to be a white prop?
To be honest, this seems to be the first time in his life that he has opened a white prop. If a certain Li opened a gift box, it would be normal to open a white one.
But when he opened a white gift box, the minimum quality was green. Why did he open a green gift box this time and it turned out to be white?
Well, there is a problem, a big problem!
With doubts and curiosity, Heiyang looked at the item introduction.
Item: "Hua Baibai Clothing Illustrations Traveling Worlds"
Quality: White
Introduction: Fashion designer Hua Baibai traveled around the world, searching and experimenting with various materials to make her favorite clothes.
She compiled it into an illustration in the form of essays, and even the production process was recorded in detail.
Note: For some people, this is a priceless treasure.
"Hmm..."
Heiyang scratched his head: "I don't really understand it, this illustrated book is quite thick..."
Turning over a page, wow, there are pictures attached!
Clothing: [Men's Fire Crane Down Jacket]
Introduction: In the southwest corner of the Wandering World, there is a bird called the Li Fire Crane by the locals. Its feathers are as beautiful as burning flames, and filling clothes has a strong warming effect.
"If I remember correctly..."
Heiyang's mouth twitched: "The little crane raised by Hongli is the Li Fire Crane, right? If it is not a race with the same name, this so-called Wandering World Chapter refers to this world."
Well, after living here for sixteen years, I finally know the name of this world.
It sounds useful, but in fact, there is no knowledge that is useless!
The next is the detailed production process of this so-called Fire Crane Down Jacket. To be honest, Heiyang is not very interested.
It does look beautiful, but is it because of a picture that he has to work hard to learn fashion design and thread a needle?
"Ha, so just treat it as an extracurricular reading to kill time."
Hei Yang smiled, but he was not surprised. After all, it was just a white-quality prop, so it was normal that it didn't have any earth-shattering and soul-shattering abilities.
The senior Hua Baibai (don't ask, yes, this name was originally thought of by me in three seconds, there is no prototype character) who wrote this book turned out to be a big man who could walk freely in the world. This feeling was quite strange.
Shaking his head, he turned the page again more casually.
Clothing: [Women's Rock Silk Stockings]
Introduction: In the northeast corner of the Aoyou World, there is a kind of rock silkworm that can spit out tough silk that is impervious to water and fire, but it has unexpectedly smooth and silky properties, and can be used as a good substitute for crystal silk...
In some difficult places, you can use magic power to guide it in this way...
In this way, many technical problems can be solved, and even local people in the Aoyou World can easily make it...
Thus highlighting the perfect leg shape of girls...
Turn the page...
Clothing: [Women's Ice Gauze Skirt]
Introduction: In the north of the Aoyou World...
Turn the page...
Clothing: [Women's Flower Fragrance Vest]
Introduction: In the southwest of the Aoyou World...
"Heh, I'm a boy, why should I look at so many girls' clothing designs."
Heiyang raised his head with a righteous face: "Could it be that I would think of making them and then give them to the girls I like to wear?
Would I still imagine the scene of a certain Li wearing these clothes in my mind?"
"Haha, it's just a joke. It's really boring. Are you going to use this to test cadres?"
Hei Yang snorted coldly, wiped his nose, turned the illustrated book to the first page and read it again, his expression serious and serious.
I don’t mean anything else, I just want to learn one more craft, after all, I don’t have too many skills to overwhelm me!
…
Item: [Monton Food Supplement Illustrated Book Traveling the World]
Quality: white
Introduction: Menton is a master of cooking. His philosophy...use food to solve various problems of the human body...use food to solve all problems...
Recipe: [Little Flamingo Stuffed Rice]
Introduction: In the southwest of the travel world...
Effect: aphrodisiac and nourishing the kidneys
…
Recipe: [Snow Mountain Flying Pigeon Cuckoo Soup]
Introduction: In the northern part of the travel world...
Effect: Promote growth, plump the body...
"Mother?"
Xiao Huo tremblingly called out to Hong Li, who was looking strange: "What are you thinking about?"
"Ah, nothing..."
Hong Li stared at Xiao Huo and nodded: "I'm serious!"
"Then why did you wake up so early in the morning..."
Xiaohuo said cautiously: "You keep looking at me with that weird and scary look?"
"Ah? Where is it?"
Hongli shook her head: "You are thinking too much!"
"Then why is there drool at the corner of your mouth..."
"Ah, you saw it wrong."
"no……"
"Um?"
"Yes, I did see it wrong!"
Chapter 80 I will never forget those happy times!
"Should I just go in?"
Hei Yang looked at Hei Changhong in confusion and said cautiously: "Second Grandpa and Brother Hei Chen, what are their specific situations?
If I, a stranger, suddenly appeared in front of them, would it stimulate their spirits? "
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that."
Hei Changhong sighed and gently opened the door: "Anyway, you will understand when you see them."
"Um……"
Hei Yang nodded and followed Hei Changhong into the room.
The temperature in the hut is moderate, the air is fresh, and the morning sun shines through the window on an old man and a young man sitting quietly.
Several elders of the Hei family, including Hei Yang's uncles and aunts, gently shuttled through the house, cleaning and tidying up skillfully.
An old woman who looked no less than sixty years old was bending over with great effort, carrying a bowl of steaming soup, with a bright smile like a girl on her face: "Dad, open your mouth, ah——"
The old man who was called dad turned his head and stared straight at the old woman, his eyes full of doubts and confusion. After an unknown amount of time, he nodded: "Ah——"
"Well, dad is the best."
The old woman took back the porcelain spoon and scooped out another small spoonful of soup: "Try again!"
"Hehe, hehe..."
The old man let out a somewhat muddy laugh, like a child being praised, with a chaotic light shining in his eyes.
On the other side, there was also an old woman. She gently wiped away the food residue from the corners of the mouth of the dull-looking young man, and murmured as if she was dreaming: "Heishui Shui, the big sailing boat, carrying my family's Xiaochen, swaying, The small broken bridge leads to sweet dreams and family..."
The melody is not very beautiful, but the woman's voice is extremely gentle, just like coaxing her son to sleep when she was a child, she only hopes to add a few ripples to his empty eyes.
But no matter what the woman did, the young man remained unmoved. His expression gave people a feeling of being separated from the world, as if his eyes were that of a small beast, or some other creature...
Everything looks like him, except Hei Chen, the former head of the Hei family.
Hei Yang looked at the room quietly. For a moment, he felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit suffocating. It took him a long time to realize that it was because he had not dared to breathe.
"I still remember when I was little, the thing I was most afraid of was my grandpa."
Hei Changhong whispered softly: "It's not that he likes to beat and scold children, but there is always a fearful majesty about him, which is the oppression of the head of the family.
After that incident, Grandpa seemed to suddenly become gentler, no longer oppressive, but his character remained solemn.
When his mind deteriorated and he became a child, he also looked like he was neither crying nor fussing. He was quiet, as if he didn't want us to worry too much.
But I really want Grandpa to trouble us..."