stjorthotic Chapter 74 The Long-Tongued Ancestor!
Chapter 74 The Long-Tongued Ancestor!
Chapter 74 The Long-Tongued Ancestor!
After lunch, the group took advantage of the remaining lunch break to practice their martial arts.
Because Bai Hui's home has limited space and is an apartment building, it is not suitable for practicing martial arts that involve too much noise.
So everyone formed a circle and practiced Tai Chi—no one suggested going downstairs to practice.
After all, they are all currently suffering from impaired sanity and have not yet recovered, making them most susceptible to strange tales in their current state.
Tian Qiyuan's nanny was able to protect him, but she was only responsible for Tian Qiyuan's safety. With the chaos just now as a lesson, the nanny dared not leave Tian Qiyuan's side for even a moment.
The nanny promised Bai Hui a double-door refrigerator, but the delivery would only be made after they went to school in the afternoon.
So everyone started practicing Tai Chi. Although Li Youye didn't practice, he wasn't idle either.
Because his rationality was impaired, he easily entered Bai Hui's bathroom, slumped down, and began his afternoon meditation, also taking a shower along the way.
Bai Hui recalled Li Youmo's earlier mention of "switching from left hand to right hand" and found it amusing. With abundant energy within his body, his sanity was restored by 1 point.
When lunch break ended and He Qing and the others left, Sister Jing found Bai Hui. The mirror shattered, making a sound, and she said resentfully, "Xiao Hui, you've really had a hard day—don't put too much pressure on yourself, I won't make things difficult for you today—"
Those two old guys knew they were in the wrong, and to prevent a repeat of today's incident, they asked me to help you.
As he spoke, the standing mirror, which was as tall as a person, shattered into a small mirror about the size of a palm, with extremely irregular edges.
"Your sister knows you don't have money to buy a phone right now, so you can keep this and have two-way communication with the family in the future."
If something like this happens again, remember to let your family know in advance.
Bai Hui could clearly sense Jing Jie's worry. Her voice was no longer as languid as before, and the sound of the shattered mirror being mended was full of concern.
"Thank you, Sister Jing."
Bai Hui took the broken mirror and looked down. Because it was still in the [Simple Lines] state, Bai Hui could get real-time values from it.
In addition, the surface of this shattered mirror can also shatter and heal, revealing text in the process to facilitate communication.
"Take good care of yourself, stay calm and rational. I'll wait for you to become stronger so you can bond with me—then when you start practicing martial arts, you won't have to worry about the environment or sparring partners—"
The shattered mirror bore this inscription.
In the afternoon, because of the injuries to their mouths, all of them wore masks.
Aside from that, classes were held as usual.
Apart from Luo Daiyun's stammering and vague answers when confronted by her deskmate Yu Lian, no one else in the class came to Bai Hui and the others to find out what happened at noon.
After failing to obtain any useful information from Luo Daiyun, Yu Lian's eyes lit up, and she used the excuse of "taking care of Li Youye" to try and find out more from Li Youye.
Li Youye was naturally pleasantly surprised. Although he told the truth, his mouth was also injured, making it inconvenient for him to speak. So he only said that it was because of his training.
5 a.m. the following day.
Because his sanity level was too low, Bai Hui, who had been forced to sleep for more than four hours, pulled his head out of the new double-door refrigerator.
After a long period of calm and rest, and the high-precision training last night, his sanity value has returned to over thirty, now reaching 32 points!
Shaking his head, Bai Hui realized that he had incurred another electricity bill.
"Should the 'Nightmare Search Engine' be working today?"
Upon waking up, Bai Hui immediately switched to the [Simple Lines] graphics setting, muttering to himself, "I have to switch!"
In his current condition, normal viewing quality is very painful; even thinking about or watching something causes him severe headaches.
After getting up, Bai Hui washed up as usual and ate the breakfast prepared by the cook before leaving home at 5:15.
Along the way, Bai Hui saw some strange office workers heading to work early in the morning at several intersections.
They exuded a strong sense of resentment, lined up behind the zebra crossing, riding on their matching "human-like" working oxen and horses, waiting quietly.
These kinds of ghost stories are quite common in the city.
Moreover, the danger is not high—provided that you don't actively provoke them.
However, it depends on the situation. If you encounter a sales-related "employee," then it's hard to say.
Bai Hui didn't go looking for trouble, but he still wanted to take advantage of the resentment of these working class members, as it could put pressure on Bai Hui, a martial artist at the Sha Body Realm, and be beneficial to his martial arts cultivation.
He Qing was the one who told him this method.
It is said that in companies that gather such "strange tale-telling workers," those in power are likely powerful martial artists who use the resentment generated by the community to create a special training environment.
Upon arriving at school, Bai Hui didn't head straight to the classroom. Instead, he found a slightly secluded corner and began practicing his skills.
He practiced a boxing style he had developed on his own, which contained the strange logic of the long-tongued parrot. Due to his tongue deformity, and with the help and blessing of Auntie Chef, the degree of his tongue deformity was significantly enhanced.
Not only does it possess a certain degree of extensibility, reaching its limit by directly touching Bai Hui's own forehead, but it can also be imbued with inner demons and condensed into a special kind of qi for attack!
After being enveloped in special protective energy, the power of the tongue and the damage it causes can be significantly amplified. For example, Bai Hui can now lick off a piece of bark from an old tree in one go!
Moreover, due to the presence of the protective energy, when attacking with the tongue, there is no direct contact, but rather a gap of about half a centimeter.
As Bai Hui's training progressed and his understanding of the strange principles deepened, this set of boxing techniques gradually became simpler.
Now it still requires the combination of martial arts moves with obvious movements, but once you have mastered it, you can achieve the training effect directly by using only the movement of your tongue!
Besides, Bai Hui is increasingly being regarded as one of their own by the long-tongued parrots. When Bai Hui practices, they gradually gather around him, discussing gossip and secrets they've heard.
"I heard that Class 6 of Grade 11 is going to fight Class 3 of Grade 11!"
"Oh? Why?"
"Why else? There used to be a rich kid in Class 6 who was very generous and didn't care about money. Since the start of the semester, he has been giving resources to his classmates from time to time!"
Now that he's been transferred to Class 3, how can the students in Class 6 not be anxious?
"Oh my god, why didn't you say so earlier!"
"I just found out too—"
"So, how does Class Six plan to fight? Are they just going to start a brawl?"
"That's definitely not going to work! Wouldn't someone who just attacks be crazy? This is a school; there has to be a procedure for fighting!"
"That's true—but can Class Six win? Class Three has the top student in the grade—"
Upon hearing this, Bai Hui asked, "Do you know that top student in Class 3?"
"I've heard of him, but I don't know him well—I've heard he's a very fierce person; he's sure to severely injure his opponents, and the more blood his opponent coughs up, the more excited he gets!"
"That's right. I also heard that the top student in the grade practiced some kind of evil magic that makes him eat people!"
"Ouch! That's terrifying!"
The long-tongued parrots circled around Bai Hui, chirping and chattering, their brightly colored feathers swaying as if weaving a new round of rumors.
Bai Hui said, "Where did you hear all this from? I know that top student in Class 3! He's handsome and his martial arts talent is also exceptional."
The reason other students thought he was fierce was because his martial arts skills were too high, far exceeding the average level of his classmates!
A true dragon among men!
"Is that so? But where did you hear this news from?"
"Yeah, I doubt your source—if that top student is so amazing, do you even have access to their information?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Hui said mysteriously, "He's powerful now, but he wasn't before! I knew that before, but I've always kept it a secret!"
"Before? Are you from the previous generation?"
The long-tongued parrots were drawn to his attention, and Bai Hui, while practicing his boxing, boasted about all sorts of things.
Because most of these are outdated facts, and indeed, they are things that this generation of long-tongued parrots is unaware of.
The long-tongued parrots can sense some of the food they need from it, but they also feel that it must be because it has been eaten before, so they cannot eat it directly.
However, this also highlights Bai Hui's extensive knowledge and strength to some extent.
Before long, he was revered as the patriarch of long-tongued parrots by these "new generation" of martial arts arena fighters.
Bai Hui said, "I discovered that our clan will face a great terror after reaching a certain stage of growth! Although I successfully survived one great terror, the crisis is still beyond my ability to overcome, even now that I have lived a second life!"
Gentlemen, this patriarch needs your help!
It was 6:20.
A few tattered, vibrant feathers clung to Bai Hui's lips. These feathers twisted and turned, transforming into characters, or perhaps into images—which Bai Hui chewed and swallowed. The somewhat chaotic information flowed through his cerebral cortex, most of it dissipating, with only a small portion remaining.
Bai Hui completed his morning exercise, and although his sanity dropped to 25 again, he also gained some growth as a result.
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