Because Song Shuhang's account was muted by Yellow Mountain Zhenjun, it couldn't chat happily anymore. Doudou the Pekingese jumped down from the computer table out of boredom.
Then, it climbed onto Song Shuhang's bed, and rolled around on top of it out of boredom. From the moment they met until now, it hadn't stopped.
Song Shuhang carefully stared at it for a long time. This big demon dog Doudou was really a Pekingese breed, and not a husky? This level of liveliness was too much!
After rolling around for a long time, Doudou the Pekingese suddenly stood up, and said to Song Shuhang in a serious tone, "Cough cough, Shuhang Little Friend, from today onwards, I'll protect you!"
Song Shuhang laughed dryly, and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, you can call me Doudou. Don't call me Little Doudou, that's a special title for stupid Huangshan. Hmm … If you think you're stupid too, I'll accept it if you call me Little Doudou. "After Doudou the Pekingese finished speaking, it started to roll around on the bed out of boredom.
Rolling from the head of the bed to the end, rolling in circles, rolling vertically, rolling horizontally … its bedsheet rolling skill was maxed out, it had all kinds of fancy rolling methods, and it didn't even repeat them from beginning to end!
"Alright, Doudou." Song Shuhang said.
He sat in front of the computer, and casually flipped through the [Message History] of the Nine Provinces (1) Group, wanting to see yesterday's chat history.
Yesterday, he was offline for a period of time, so he didn't pay attention to what the seniors in the group were talking about.
Then … Song Shuhang flipped through a few tens of pages, it was all the seniors in the group talking about "How's the scenery in the East China Sea", "Three Waves, have you eaten yet? What did you eat? ", and" Where's the most fun holiday resort? "
Water, good water!
"Strange, why did the seniors in the group drink so much water yesterday?" Song Shuhang was puzzled.
In the past, the seniors in the group would only talk about things related to cultivation and exploring ancient cultivator ruins. However, yesterday's chat was simply about everything. Furthermore, it was rather baffling.
After scrolling up a few more pages, the chat history was filled with a torrential flood. Song Shuhang finally stopped scrolling up.
Beihe Sanren's spamming battle was a great success. Song Shuhang didn't last until everyone was talking about 'White True Monarch'. ]
Song Shuhang opened the group chat again and took care of the farm and ranch in the game. Looking at the list, there were many seniors who came to his house to steal vegetables every day.
Were these seniors very free?
The Pekingese Doudou was bored to the extreme. It got up and asked, "Shuhang, woof, do you have games installed on your computer?"
"Oh, there's a game, but it's very old," Song Shuhang replied.
It was that battle game in which the three roommates often used a plug-in developed by Yang De to 'open the game', defeating the opponent's base player to win. This game had been around for nearly ten years.
"Let me play, woof woof!" The Pekingese Doudou jumped up from the bed and shouted.
"Okay." Song Shuhang closed the chat software on the computer and logged into the game.
The Pekingese Doudou jumped onto the computer table and made its body a little bigger. Then, its left paw pressed on the keyboard and its right paw pressed on the mouse. "Woof woof, get high, get high!"
This scene was too beautiful. Song Shuhang couldn't bear to look straight at it. According to legend, if a teammate was a primary school student, it would be bad enough. But he didn't expect that there would be something even worse. Can you imagine what it would feel like if your teammate was a 'woof'?
It would probably be the feeling of 'what the f * ck is this dog', right?
Looking at the Pekingese demon dog that was having fun, Song Shuhang suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Doudou, after you shrink, can ordinary people see you?"
He was worried that if his roommates suddenly came back and saw a dog playing games on the computer — he didn't know how to explain to them that this dog had been specially trained. Would they believe him?
"Don't worry, as long as we demon beasts don't want to be seen by ordinary people, no one will be able to see us." Doudou didn't even turn its head. Its paw pressed on the keyboard and the mouse in its right hand flew up and down, playing very well.
Song Shuhang nodded his head in relief …
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Time flew by quickly.
Seven days later, June 18th.
The Medicine Master that the Pekingese Doudou couldn't forget still hadn't returned!
Medicine Master's treatment of the 'amnesia' of the four friends was not successful. Until now, he still hadn't found the source of their amnesia.
The four friends' brains weren't injured, and their memory wasn't damaged. They also didn't find any obvious methods to seal their memories. But they just couldn't remember more of what happened on the 'Mysterious Island'.
According to the speculations of Medicine Master and the seniors in the group, the memory of these friends was most likely sealed by a powerful cultivator.
If that was really the case, then they needed to be careful. These two friends were Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperors, experts of the Jin Dan realm. How strong was the expert that could seal their memories?
Right now, Medicine Master had already invited several experts in the world of cultivators who were experts in 'memory', 'mental energy', and 'sealing' to study the symptoms of this amnesia together.
Medicine Master said in the group that it would take at least half a year to cure the amnesia of the four friends.
Riverly Purple Mist frowned and asked, "Medicine Master, is it really that hard to recover from their amnesia?"
"Yes, it's very hard to cure. Moreover, to be honest, I really don't have much confidence in recovering their memories. "Medicine Master sighed.
Riverly Purple Mist asked, "Do we have to stay here until we cure their amnesia?"
"That won't be necessary. I estimate that in another ten or so days, we can at least confirm the cause of the amnesia. Then we have to think about how to recover their memories. There's no need to keep staying here. "Medicine Master frowned, repeatedly checking some data in the notebook.
"Then after we confirm the cause, we'll return to Jiangnan University City?" Riverly Purple Mist asked. She really wanted to stay with Medicine Master in that small building. Shuhang Little Friend was also very understanding, and wouldn't disturb her and Medicine Master's world of two people.
"We can't go back." Medicine Master put down the data in his hands. "In another twenty days, True Monarch White will come out of seclusion. At that time, Song Shuhang will go to receive True Monarch White! If I go back in a dozen or so days, wouldn't that be walking right into a trap! "
So, even if she had to drag it out, she had to drag it out until Song Shuhang's mission to receive True Monarch White was over, then she could consider returning to Jiangnan University City.
Riverly Purple Mist: "…"
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In the building that Medicine Master had bought.
Taking advantage of the lunch break, Song Shuhang took some time to cultivate.
He had already opened the heart acupoint, and completed the hundred days of foundation building. Now he had to work hard to break through the first grade second acupoint, the eye acupoint.
If the eye acupoint was opened, his eyesight would increase by another level. And, if he was lucky, he would have the chance to obtain a small ability similar to the 'Heaven's Eye' when opening the eye acupoint.
After twenty rounds of Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique and True Self Meditation Scripture, Song Shuhang took a 'Qi Blood Pill'.
After opening the heart acupoint, the time needed to practice a round of Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique was greatly reduced. Right now, he could practice around twenty rounds of the foundation building fist technique in an hour, just enough to use up all his stamina.
As his body became stronger, his need for Qi Blood Pills increased.
Now that his stamina had been used up, one Qi Blood Pill could only recover his body's condition once.
He maintained a daily cultivation time of four or five hours. So in a short five days, he had already used up twenty Qi Blood Pills.
He shook the small bottle of Qi Blood Pills in his hands. There was only one Qi Blood Pill left from the Altar Master.
If he didn't have the support of the Qi Blood Pill … he could only practice around thirty rounds a day, including the time needed to slowly recover his stamina. If he relied purely on his own bitter cultivation, he estimated that he would need at least a year to open the eye acupoint.
"Qi Blood Pill." Song Shuhang sighed lightly. After tasting the cultivation effects of the Qi Blood Pill, he really couldn't live without it.
Luckily, in another fifteen days or so, True Monarch White would come out of seclusion!
Although he didn't know why the seniors were avoiding True Monarch White like this, Song Shuhang really hoped to quickly see True Monarch White.
In his eyes, True Monarch White represented the 'Qi Blood Pill' and the following cultivation method.
In addition, he had already opened the heart acupoint, and could contract with Reiki. He could ask True Monarch White to guide him. With the guidance of seniors, the chances of successfully contracting with Reiki would increase greatly.
After all, he only had two chances.
After the Qi Blood Pill's effects took effect, Song Shuhang began to cultivate again, not willing to waste any of the medicinal effects.
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He didn't know where the big demon dog Doudou had run off to today. Song Shuhang couldn't care less about it.
Sometimes he couldn't see it for an entire day, and would occasionally run over to Song Shuhang's place to take a look. Then it would snatch Song Shuhang's account, go to the Nine Provinces Number One Group to provoke Yellow Mountain Zhenjun, and get muted again.
Then it would run out to play again.
It lived its life without a care in the world.
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After Su Clan's Shiliu had been brought back to the main clan by Ah Qi, she hadn't gone online until now. Perhaps it was some kind of secret treatment method?
Song Shuhang was a little worried about Shiliu. She had once told Song Shuhang that she only had twenty plus days to live. In the blink of an eye, five days had passed. Was she well now?
Did the Su clan really have a way to treat her injuries?
Song Shuhang secretly sighed.
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the last time Shiliu and Su Clan's Ah Qi talked. At that time, she revealed a smile. "I just came out to relax."
That smile was really sweet to the extreme, like a hundred flowers blooming at the same time. However … he also felt that there was an indescribable pressure in that smile. She didn't seem to have much hope that she could survive.
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Great Master Tong Xuan's' Invisible Flying Sword 'was finally sent back. This time, Sima Jiang wasn't robbed again.
The day after receiving the Invisible Flying Sword, 'Little Monk Three Days' left a message for Song Shuhang through the chatting software. He thanked Song Shuhang on behalf of Great Master Tong Xuan.
Little Jiang had really worked hard.
Just as Song Shuhang thought of Little Jiang, his phone rang.
He swiped it open to take a look. It was Little Jiang from Feng Shou Express.
"Hello? Little Jiang, what's the matter? "Song Shuhang picked up the phone and asked.
"Student Shuhang? Where are you now? There's another express delivery that needs you to sign for. " Sima Jiang's clear and bright laughter came from the phone. "This express delivery is pretty big. When it's erected, it's as tall as a person."
Just like the previous two express deliveries, the identity of the sender of this express delivery was similarly frightening!
"Another express delivery?" Song Shuhang was a little puzzled.
Recently, there didn't seem to be anyone who wanted to send him something? He also didn't place an order online.
Moreover, it was as tall as a person?
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