Weed practice method

Walking out of the corridor, Ye Tang looked up at the dark clouds over the city, and Zhao Peng poked his head out from the driver's seat: "Don't be dazed, get in the car quickly."

"Here we come." Ye Tang opened the door of the passenger seat and got in the car, and said, "I remember yesterday that the weather forecast said it would be sunny today."

"The weather forecast is sometimes inaccurate." Zhao Peng drove the car away from the apartment absently, and asked hesitantly, "Are you really planning not to sign the contract?"

"Well, I've figured it out a long time ago, Li Daochang is waiting for me, I can't hang him all the time."

Zhao Peng asked again: "Have you thought about what to do after you retire?"

Ye Tang shook his head, looking at the scenery passing by in front of his eyes: "Daozhang Li seems to want me to practice with him, saying that I am reborn as a spirit deer and have a fairy bone, but I can't sit there for a whole day like him. The sky doesn't move."

Zhao Peng smiled: "Don't talk about a day, let you meditate for an hour, it will not suffocate you to death."

Ye Tang fantasized about how he would practice peacefully in a Taoist robe, and couldn't help but waved his hands and laughed loudly: "That's right, people like me are not suitable for cultivation, and he will be bothering me in the future."

"Maybe it is very suitable." Zhao Peng turned his face and said with a smirk: "You can go back and ask Li Daochang if there is any method suitable for your cultivation. Aren't the male and female protagonists in Xianxia novels all like that, double cultivation, you understand .”

"Zhao Peng, your skin is itchy again." Ye Tanghong glared at him, "If I hadn't seen you driving, I would have kicked you off."

Zhao Peng quarreled with him for a while, then slowly parked the car on the side of the road and said, "Wait for me, I'm going to the toilet."

"You have a lot of things to do, hurry up." Ye Tang leaned on the seat and lowered his head, secretly entered a line of words in the search bar of the mobile phone: Can two men double cultivate...

Flipping through the weird answers and novel pages on the webpage, Ye Tang felt that he was a fool played by Zhao Peng.

There was a knocking sound from the window next to his ear, and Ye Tang raised his head and saw Zhao Peng knocking on the window in horror, standing in front of the car door.

Ye Tang put down the car window for no reason and asked, "What's the matter, Brother Peng, aren't you going to..."

"Don't make a sound." The man hiding behind Zhao Peng wore a mask and a hat, and threatened Ye Tang with half of his invisible face: "If you dare to ask for help, I will let him die now."

Looking at the man's attire, Ye Tang's body was startled suddenly, it was exactly the same as the person in his dream, except that the person who was blocked by the knife this time was not himself, but Zhao Peng.

"What do you want?" Ye Tang asked in a low voice with a cold face and vigilance.

The man hid half of the saber in his sleeve, and the tip of the saber was pressed against Zhao Peng's waist. Passers-by could only see that the two were very close to each other, and no one noticed that Zhao Peng was being held hostage.

Feeling that the tip of the knife was getting closer to his waist, Zhao Peng was so frightened that his face turned pale and his lips trembled slightly, and he looked at Ye Tang for help.

At this time, the door of the driver's seat was opened, and another man wearing a peaked cap sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away.

"What the hell are you trying to do! Let me down!" Ye Tang stretched out his hand to grab the steering wheel, and the man put his hand against Ye Tang's leg with the muzzle of the gun and said in a low voice, "Be safe, if you get into a car accident I can't save my life."

Ye Tang lowered his head to look at the muzzle of the gun against his leg, and leaned on the seat without struggling.There are these broken fragments of deja vu in my mind ready to come out.

The car quickly deviated from the original route and drove to a remote abandoned warehouse.

After the car came to a complete stop, the man held a gun against Ye Tang's temple to keep him still. The door of the passenger seat was pulled open from the outside, and Ye Tang was dragged out of the car by two men waiting at the door, covering his mouth and dragging him into the warehouse. .

Several people tied Ye Tang's hands tightly behind his back with ropes, and pushed him to bend over and fall to the concrete floor of the warehouse, with a dull pain in his shoulder.Ye Tang desperately heard the sound of the old and rusty door closing slowly behind him.

"Brother, someone brought it to you."

The flower-armed man sitting on the iron shelf in the warehouse slowly walked over, and Ye Tang saw a pair of dirty canvas shoes appearing in front of his eyes.The man squatted down and raised his hand to grab Ye Tang's chin to force him to look up. After repeatedly comparing the photos on the phone, he nodded and let go of his hand and said, "It's him, hurry up and go back to get the money after finishing the work."

Hearing the voices of these people did not seem to be familiar people, Ye Tang thought quickly in his mind and guessed that the person who kidnapped him should be hired.

"Who asked you to do something? I'll pay double." Ye Tang lay on the ground struggling weakly, trying to calm down and said: "I'm a public figure, you arrest me and think about the consequences."

"I dared to arrest you just because you are a big star." Half of the man's face was covered by a black mask, but he couldn't hide the malicious smile under the mask: "The more public figures dare not speak out, I am not the one who does this kind of thing." First time doing it."

The man raised his chin towards the younger brothers under him, who nodded knowingly, walked over and pulled Ye Tang from the ground, pulling his upper body by his hair and kneeling on the ground.

Ye Tang's scalp was in pain, and he couldn't help but groaned. He clenched his teeth and said, "Just tell me how much you want, and I'll give it."

"I still have a bit of professional ethics, but next time you have someone who wants to take revenge, you can talk to me about business." The man said with a relaxed tone, he waved the fruit knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife picked Ye Tang's shirt buttons one by one in a wicked way. .

The cold and sharp tip of the knife seemed to touch the gradually exposed skin on his chest. Ye Tang didn't dare to take a big breath, and his body trembled slightly because of fear.

"Don't worry, we're not interested in men." The man took the camera and threw it to his subordinates, and ordered with cold eyes: "Take a photo with your face off before it's worthwhile."

"Don't... please don't shoot..." Ye Tang begged with a trembling voice, his hands were tied and struggling in fear, but he could only get red marks on his wrists from the rope, and pressed his shoulders with a few hands to force him to face up. Lying on the cold ground.

"I beg you all not to take pictures! I'll give you money! Any amount is fine!" After the clothes were roughly ripped open, his body was rubbed against the rough ground and was painfully rubbed by the stones. Ye Tang kept pleading and almost cried.

Just when Ye Tang was almost desperate, the glass windows on both sides of the warehouse suddenly exploded, and the crystal fragments scattered from high above to the floor of the warehouse, and a strong wind poured into the warehouse from the windows on all sides.

In the empty and spacious warehouse, the strong wind crazily crashed against the wall like a wild dog, mixed with a creepy cry.

Several men were blown back a few steps by the wind, and fell heavily on the unused iron shelves on both sides of the warehouse, grinning in pain.

"What's going on!" the man shouted as he pulled off his mask, and he held onto the iron frame behind him tightly to prevent himself from being blown away by the wind.

The closed iron gate was pushed open violently, and fell heavily on the walls on both sides. Li Xuan's eyes were as cold as ice, and he walked in quickly dragging his sword, raised his hand and stabbed at the man leaning against the iron frame without any hesitation.

"No, Daoist Li!" Ye Tang raised his upper body and shouted at the top of his voice, "Killing people will damage your cultivation!"

The edge of the sword came to a sudden stop at the man's throat, Li Xuan's red eyes stared, and the hand holding the sword trembled.

"Xuanjian! I told you to hold back, did you hear me!" Ye Tang yelled hysterically, and fell to the ground sideways, gasping for breath, tears gushing from the corners of his eyes and streaking across the tip of his nose.

The strong wind in the warehouse gradually calmed down, Li Xuan lowered his hands in a daze, and the blade made a harsh sound when it hit the ground.

"Get out, get out of here." He gritted his teeth and spit out a few words slowly.

A group of people got up from the ground as if they had seen a ghost and stumbled out of the warehouse.

Li Xuan put the sword back behind him, walked to Ye Tang's side, untied the rope for him, hugged him into his arms, and whispered to himself, "Catch up... this time I finally caught up..."

Leaning in his arms, Ye Tang raised his face in a daze, and asked, "Is my dream true? I actually lived the same day twice, right?"

He hugged his head in panic, Li Xuan yelled and slammed the door, Qin Yao scolded and cried, the dazzling headlines in the newspaper... All the fragments in the dream were gradually pieced together, and he was holding Li Xuan's Taoist robe body with both hands The trembling became more and more severe.

Ye Tang's eyes gradually dimmed: "I remember...I remember..."

Li Xuan took off his Taoist robe, wrapped Ye Tang's head and body in the clothes, then picked him up and slowly got up to leave, all the way softly comforting: "Stop thinking about it, it's not true."

Ye Tang retracted into his arms, closed his eyes in pain and stopped talking, the images in his head played back lingeringly.

In Ye Tang's memory, after being dazed by covering his nose, it was pitch black, without consciousness and memory, and he didn't know how long he had slept.

After the irritating smell from the tip of his nose dissipated, he opened his eyes slightly and found himself lying on a bed in a strange hotel.

The lights in the room were not turned on at night, and Ye Tang was in a daze and wanted to sit up, but found that his hands were tied high above his head by his tie, and he was completely unable to move.

When he realized what had happened, Ye Tang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave from head to toe, and his scalp felt numb.

Trembling, he bit the tie off his hand with his teeth, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on slowly like a walking dead.

After returning home, he locked himself in the room, and Ren Li Xuan would not open the door no matter how much he knocked.

"Ye Tang, what's wrong with you!" Li Xuan anxiously paced back and forth at the door of the bedroom: "Tell me what's going on, don't hide and come out."

At this time, there was a rapid knock on the door, Li Xuan walked over to open the door, Qin Yao stood at the door with a sullen face holding a newspaper in his hand.When she saw Li Xuan, she froze for a moment and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you? Why are you at Ye Tang's house?"

Seeing that Li Xuan didn't speak, Qin Yao didn't want to ask any more questions, so she pushed open the door and rushed in, shouting, "Ye Tang, get out!"

Ye Tanghong slowly opened the bedroom door with red eyes, and said weakly, "Sister Yao, I..."

"Look what you have caused me! It's all over the Internet now!" Qin Yao slammed the newspaper and a stack of photos on Ye Tang's face, trembling with anger, pointing at him and shouting: "I know I don’t know how much these pornographic photos cost the company!”

Ye Tang looked down at the scattered photos and newspapers under his feet. All kinds of unsightly photos and the bold bold headlines on the newspapers became the fatal blow to his crush-"Ye Tang is the top investor executive bed photo leaked .”

Ye Tang fell limp and sat on the ground, feeling his throat was choked and unable to speak, he looked absently at Li Xuan who was behind Qin Yao, only to see his gloomy face, staring at the photo on the ground without blinking.

Qin Yao raised her hand to grab the messy long hair on her forehead, tears rolled down her face, "Come to the company tomorrow to clean up your mess and leave quickly." After saying that, she turned and slammed the door and left.

Accompanied by the loud sound of slamming the door, Li Xuan's body swayed, slowly raised his head and asked him in a cold voice: "What's going on..."

Ye Tang showed a very sad smile: "That's what happened." He sat on the ground and leaned against the wall weakly, his eyes drooping and empty, and he didn't say a word. The empty shell of the soul has completely lost its vitality.

Li Xuan closed his eyes in pain, picked up the photos on the ground one by one with his cold fingers, looked back at Ye Tang and left silently.

The wind at night blew the Taoist robes up and down, Li Xuan lifted the altar to the platform on the top floor of the apartment, raised his head and smiled wryly at the dim night sky, and the photo in his hand ignited and fell to the ground with black smoke.

In the flames, he threw the newspaper between his two fingers into the fire, and when everything was burned away, only burnt black paper scraps were left on the ground. He raised his hand, and the strong wind under his feet scattered the last bit of black paper scraps in the wind.

Li Xuan took out the purple cassock, and slowly stroked the gossip pattern embroidered with gold and silver threads with his fingers, and shook off the robe to put it on his body.Then he cut his hair in a bun with a solemn expression, and held up the Shangqing crown on the altar with both hands to put it on and straighten it.

He once inadvertently read a forbidden method in Wang Tianshi's collection, which recorded the practice method of changing the time.

The title page of the book reads: Those who practice this ritual will go against the times and the heavens and the human relations, and will be punished by the heavens.

Li Xuan never thought that he would use the spell tonight by unintentionally reading it.

He took out his cell phone and checked the time. It was 31:[-] p.m. on October [-]st.Ye Tang on the wallpaper pointed his fingers at V, still smiling heartlessly.

Li Xuan clenched the command flag in his hand and recited a mantra in a low voice, dark clouds rolled and slowly gathered in the sky above his head from all directions, like a black curtain that made people breathless.

Every word of the incantation seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and every time he said a sentence, the breath in his body was emptied a little. When he finished chanting the forbidden incantation, his face was already covered with sweat, and he leaned over and supported the altar to barely stand still.

After the ceremony was over, Li Xuan put down the command flag and slowly opened his eyes. The time had flown back to the night of October [-]th.

When he packed up the magic weapon and returned home, Ye Tang was sleeping soundly on the bed with his belly exposed.

He gently got into the quilt and lay beside Ye Tang. The people around him suddenly screamed and sat up, gasping for breath.

Li Xuan grabbed his hand and asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Ye Tang turned his head, his clear eyes gleamed with water: "It was a frightening dream."