Chapter 143 Thunder? No, that Is the Witch’s Call (2nd Update!)

Chapter 143 Thunder? No, that was the witch's call... (Two more updates!)

Civil Aviation

Ji Shuan took a short nap.

But somehow, he woke up again with a throb in his heart.

He looked at the sky outside and yawned.

I stayed in the mountains for too long yesterday, and it was late at night when I returned to the hotel.

Falling asleep?

What's the difference between this and a decent person seeing a girl with whom he is in love has booked a room, but running to play Landlord?

Ji Shuan naturally couldn't help but try to practice the newly acquired mysterious skills.

Then, he almost fainted...

At this time, Ji Shuan realized.

Although he was lucky, he didn't need to read the Taoist Canon and classics to practice the mysterious method directly.

But this doesn't mean that practice is something that can be done carelessly.

Especially the method he practiced is the supreme tempering of the spirit.

It is almost equivalent to staying up all night, forcing practice in a state of low spirits, and it is fortunate that nothing went wrong.

After all this trouble, Ji Shuan had no energy left.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

Then the next morning, Ji Shuan got up and tried to practice again.

This time it was very successful...

But he was too greedy and practiced too much.

So, he became unhappy again...

Damn, no systematic guidance is killing people!

Ji Shuan was full of resentment.

Fortunately, in this regard, he has a group of enthusiastic guys to discuss.

Ji Shuan turned his head and looked at the group members distributed around.

After this experience, everyone has already become much more familiar.

And the common secret of the seven-color mushroom has made everyone's relationship advance by leaps and bounds.

Originally, they were a group of people who held the same or similar ideas and dreams. At present, when there was no huge interest dispute, everyone still got along quite well.

After all, although everyone had only met a few times in reality, they had chatted for a long time in the group.

And at this time, Ji Shuan found that Wu Kui next to him also took off the blindfold.

She covered her chest and looked at the window next to Ji Shuan, her expression seemed to be a little painful.

Ji Shuan was stunned for a moment, then wanted to hand her the bag, but was rejected.

"Did you hear anything?"

Wu Kui suddenly asked.

Ji Shuan was alert instantly, and he quickly restrained some of his thoughts, and then carefully felt the situation around him.

After a long time, Ji Shuan shook his head.

He only vaguely heard the thunder below.

But he trusted Wu Kui and knew that she was a person with a purpose.

At this moment, the plane was in the sky, and Ji Shuan couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Damn, nothing is going to happen!

Is it a disaster?

Is it going to bury the thieves who stole the mysterious skills?

Ji Shuan was full of thoughts, but he suppressed his panic.

What's the use of panic? Let's see what happened.

At worst, we can try our chance of survival!

When he thought of this, Ji Shuan felt that the panic in his heart was gone.

The faint warmth in the body became much stronger.

"It's a witch..."

At this moment, Wu Kui, who had been looking out the window intently, said slowly.

In theory, Ji Shuan would not think of the obscure "witch" that existed more in various folk legends at the first time.

But when Wu Kui said this.

In Ji Shuan's mind, a kind of tyrannical image of fighting heaven and earth instantly emerged.

Even the more well-known treacherous witchcraft that plays with vicious villains did not stop for a moment.

Subconsciously, Ji Shuan felt that Wu Kui was not talking about that kind of witch.

"How far is it from Liucheng..."

As if she had thought of something, Wu Kui took out her mobile phone.

Because she liked to travel before, she downloaded an offline map package.

After entering the name of Liucheng, Wu Kui fell into deep thought as she looked at the hundreds of kilometers of itinerary based on it.

Then, she began to gradually zoom in on the map on her mobile phone.

The next moment, Wu Kui's pupils suddenly shrank.

She saw a rather glaring word.

That place is called Wushan...

After a long while, Ji Shuan watched Wu Kui sit up straight:

"I'm afraid I have to go somewhere else."

She looked at Ji Shuan and said.

"Can I come with you?"

"Two people can take care of each other..."

Ji Shuan said subconsciously.

Then, he thought about it and added another sentence.

Sure enough, no matter how rich the theoretical knowledge is, when facing the chosen boss, you will still feel cramped when you need to...

Ji Shuan silently complained in his heart.

"Well..."

Wu Kui hesitated for a moment:

"It's better not to."

"After all, your last name is not Wu..."

Wu Kui looked at the bright sky outside, and did not explain why.

She vaguely saw lightning flashing in the thick dark clouds below.

That is Wushan, and it is raining heavily...

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Liucheng

"Give me four bowls of noodles, different sizes!"

Yi Xia sat in front of the breakfast stall all wet.

The messy hair is full of natural and casual art.

The familiar boss next to him saw this, wiped his hands on his apron, and found a clean towel for Yi Xia.

"Where have you been? You are in such a mess, and there is no weather forecast saying that it will rain in Liucheng."

The boss brought the steaming sauce that he had prepared first to Yi Xia, and asked curiously.

"I went to Wushan to pay respects to the pier and asked for a title."

"It's raining heavily over there, and it's full of soup. It's not a good place to eat."

"It's better to come back and eat a few bowls of noodles."

Yi Xia said with a smile while eating noodles.

"Look, the lazy talk of educated people is like telling stories."

"You idiot, why don't you do your homework! You just talk on the phone every day!"

The boss added an egg to Yi Xia's bowl, which is a VIP benefit for old customers.

Then he turned around and yelled at his fat son who was holding a mobile phone inside.

The little fat boy pouted, put down the phone helplessly, gritted his teeth and started to do his homework.

Yi Xia continued to eat rice noodles leisurely, quietly watching the pedestrians outside.

At different times, looking at such scenery, the mood is particularly different.

Usually, I look more at big white legs, short skirts, and youth flying freely.

Now, I also look at the crowd in general.

But he can calm down and see those characters beyond the glamor and darkness.

There are middle-aged workers who are silent and carrying tools, and sanitation workers who seem to be alienated from the crowd and quietly sweep the dust with masks.

There are aunties with flying eyebrows carrying vegetable baskets, and students passing by calmly with books.

Yi Xia watched with relish, just like watching his past self.

He was one of them.

And now, he still is.

But he can choose not to be.

The beauty of the extraordinary is not that 2>1.

But it is: he can freely choose 1 or 2...

After Yi Xia finished the noodles, he got up and walked towards the basement.

He rushed all the way here, but he didn't feel sleepy for a moment.

Although there is no close friend to share the joy in his heart.

But there are still people who can say a few words under the fist.

Yi Xia stretched his muscles and bones. It's time to let the trial leader taste the authentic "martial arts" of the witch.

I think he will be very happy...