When Feng Bujue woke up, he was already sprawled out on Li Ruo Yu's bed.
Of course, it could also be said that this was his own bed, at least until a few days ago …
The moment he opened his eyes, Feng Bujue tried to move his body, but he found that he could only move his head slightly. Below his neck, he couldn't move at all. However, his limbs and body weren't restrained by handcuffs or cloth strips. It looked like he was just lying there naturally.
"Hey, hey …" Feng Bujue looked around and soon saw Li Ruo Yu, who was standing by the bed and looking down at him. "What's going on …"
"Even if it's you … you still have a psychological blind spot." Ruo Yu still looked cold and replied calmly, "Because I'm eating at the same table as you, you think that I won't add anything to the food …"
"Normally, even if you didn't sit down to eat with me … you wouldn't add anything to the food!" Feng Bujue couldn't help but complain, "Speaking of which, you suddenly bought groceries to cook today … So that's your purpose!"
"That's right." Ruo Yu replied frankly, "Although it's not impossible to knock you out directly, I still prefer a gentler way."
"That … What are you holding back for …" Feng Bujue squinted at her and said, "If you want to do that to me, there should be a gentler way … For example, just tell me directly. I think the chances of me rejecting you are very low …"
"Oh … You little hooligan …" Suddenly, a man's voice came from the other side of the room, "How dare you flirt with our section chief's granddaughter …"
The voice was unfamiliar, and Feng Bujue was sure that it was the first time he heard it. What surprised him was that … he didn't "feel" that there was someone in the room. After all, Brother Jue was an existence that could even sense the "rotation of the earth". However, this man was able to go undetected by him. This man was undoubtedly not an ordinary person.
"Hey … Who are you?" Feng Bujue turned his head toward the voice and asked a question that he had already guessed.
In fact, when the other party said the word "section chief", he had guessed that this was a member of the "Nine Sections". However, he still asked, wanting to hear the other party's self-introduction.
"I'm … the Deputy Chief of the Ninth Division." The man replied in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing. "My surname is Qi, and my given name is Zhi."
While Qi Zhi was speaking, Feng Bujue quickly sized him up. He was a handsome man in his thirties, and his hair was neatly combed. He wore a long-sleeved T-shirt and leather trousers, and his whole body exuded the aura of a family man.
It was worth mentioning that Qi Zhi was currently sitting on a chair, and Arthas was actually crawling on his knees … The former was even stroking the latter's fur.
"Hey! The guy who eats me, stays me, and claims that he's here to protect me … Yes! It's you … "Feng Bujue and Arthas looked at each other and shouted," I'm already lying here, what are you doing? "
"Meow …" Arthas stretched its neck comfortably and replied lazily, "What's there to be surprised about … Isn't my comfortable state the best proof that 'these two people are not a threat to you'?"
"Erm …" Feng Bujue was speechless.
"Alright, Feng Bujue, don't make a fuss over there," Qi Zhi continued. "I'm a man in my seventies or eighties. It's not easy for me to come out and do field work at this time of the day, right? Just take it that you're being considerate and let me finish my work early so that I can go back for dinner … Let me tell you, my wife hates to heat up food repeatedly. She'll kill someone if she heats up food more than twice. "
"Whoa … Another one?" Feng Bujue couldn't help but think of Chief Gu. He also looked like he was thirty years old, but he claimed to be seventy-six. "You guys from Nine Subjects are pretty good at maintaining your health …"
"This is called 'Hyper Spirit Body.'" Qi Zhi's answer was exactly the same as Gu Chen's. "It has nothing to do with maintaining your health."
Ruo Yu also added, "Grandpa Qi Zhi and my granduncle are of the same generation. He's indeed over seventy years old."
"Alright, alright … whatever." Feng Bujue immediately asked, "You guys used medicine to numb me and used a formation to pin me to the bed. What are you guys planning to do?"
"Of course, we're going to deal with the mutation that happened to your body," Qi Zhi replied.
"Deal with …" Feng Bujue narrowed his eyes and repeated the word. He then said, "How do we deal with it? Who's going to deal with it? " Before the other party could answer, he quickly continued, "I'll say this first … No matter what kind of 'deal' you're talking about … if possible, I still hope that Ruo Yu will do it."
"Heh …" Qi Zhi laughed. He looked at Brother Jue, then at Ruo Yu, then back at Brother Jue. "I'm sorry, this girl's skills aren't good enough. I have to do it."
"Oh …" Feng Bujue responded. He put on a hopeless expression and turned his head away. "Excuse me … please knock me out first."
"First, if we can deal with it while you're unconscious, then we won't have to wake you up." Qi Zhi replied, "Second, can you not always bring this topic into a perverted atmosphere?"
"Forget it … Grandpa Qi Zhi, he's just like that …" Ruo Yu held her forehead and shook her head. "Just do it, ignore him."
"Look, even Ruo Yu feels embarrassed for you …" Qi Zhi said as he gently put Arthas down. He stood up and walked to the bedside.
"Wait …" Feng Bujue saw the other party approaching and his whole body tensed up. "Before we do it, can you explain the cause and effect of this matter and … what exactly are you going to do?"
"Sure." Qi Zhi replied in a very casual tone, "This afternoon, our Miss Yu rushed to the headquarters of the Ninth Division in a hurry. She went straight to the section chief's office and reported your situation to her granduncle, who is our section chief..."
"I'm not in a hurry …" Ruo Yu muttered at the side.
However, Qi Zhi ignored her and continued, "As for our section chief … He's busy with official business and has a lot of excuses. He's shameless. So, he came up with the idea of 'drugging' and sent me here … "He raised his hands and made a gesture of quotation marks." … to 'act according to circumstances'. "
"Hmm … to 'see the base and get wet' …" Feng Bujue muttered. "This instruction is really …"
"I've just looked at your situation and asked for Arthas' opinion." Qi Zhi ignored Brother Jue's complaints and continued, "Basically, it can be confirmed that … some kind of high-level creature used its power to release the potential in your body."
"So … this is a good thing?" Feng Bujue wondered.
"Probably …" When Qi Zhi replied, there was a slight change in his expression.
"Hey! Probably? "Feng Bujue had a bad feeling when he heard this word.
"Before today, anyone whose spiritual sense has reached a certain level of cultivation would be able to tell that your root bone is abnormal." Ruo Yu continued, "But now …"
"… Now, even I can't tell what your bone structure is like." Qi Zhi continued, "I've never encountered such a situation in a human. Even if it's a demon or a ghost … I can tell what's real and what's not, but you … I can't understand."
"How can you not understand … Tell me, I'll help you analyze it." Feng Bujue was very concerned about his own body.
"Let me give you a more vivid example." Qi Zhi thought for a few seconds and replied, "If a 'human' is compared to a bottle of water, then the bone structure determines the 'shape' of the bottle, and the talent determines the 'capacity limit' of the bottle and the 'accumulation speed' of the water. As for how much water is in the bottle, that's how powerful you are … It depends on your specific cultivation." He paused for a moment. "Take Ruo Yu as an example. She belongs to the type with excellent bone structure and high talent. However, she's not a professional ghost hunter, and she hasn't received harsh training since she was young. It's just that her grandparents would sometimes give her some pointers … So, we can think of it as a regular, huge bottle with only a little bit of water in it."
When Qi Zhi was explaining, Ruo Yu looked like she was listening attentively. It seemed that she was also very interested in Brother Jue's matter.
"And you … Feng Bujue." Two seconds later, Qi Zhi crossed his arms in front of his chest and frowned slightly. "At first, I heard that your bone structure is not normal, but your talent is not bad. In other words … your shape is not regular, but your capacity is not bad. But now … based on my observation, you're no longer a 'bottle of water'. "
"If I'm not water, am I soy sauce …" Feng Bujue added.
"Hey, you're right." Unexpectedly, Qi Zhi nodded and replied, "To be exact … you're not a 'bottle' of soy sauce, but a lump of sauce that's so thick that it's almost solid."
"Anyway, you're not a normal person …" Feng Bujue said again.
"No, no, no …" Qi Zhi waved his hand. "This is not a question of whether you're normal or not …" He paused for half a second. "You're not human."
"Yes, I'm soy sauce." Brother Jue said self-deprecatingly and rolled his eyes.
"Haha …" Qi Zhi chuckled. "Forget it. When your cultivation is high enough, you'll understand some things without me explaining. Who knows, you might even be able to answer some of my questions." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves. "Then now … I'll pass on ten years' worth of skills to you to solve your urgent problem."
"Eh? Is there such a good thing? "Feng Bujue was happy at first, but then he became suspicious." Wait … what do you mean by urgent problem? "
"Oh … I forgot to tell you. Your potential is excessive. After awakening, it hasn't dissipated. This has caused your spirit meridians to be blocked and your soul channels to be blocked. This has caused your spirit body to devour itself." Qi Zhi replied. "If you hadn't cultivated the Hidden Armor Heavenly Book and accumulated some spiritual power … within half a day, this power would have exhausted your physical strength and started to devour your life."
"Holy shit!" Feng Bujue wasn't afraid, but when he heard this, he couldn't stay calm.
"Thank goodness …" Qi Zhi glanced at Ruo Yu. "This girl reported it in time. She called me over on the same day. If it had been a day or two, you might have died from 'the power in your body'."
At this point, Qi Zhi seemed to have thought of something. He then said to Brother Jue in a joking tone, "Kid, this is a life-saving grace. You know what I mean."
"Ah, I know." Feng Bujue replied and turned to Ruo Yu. "Thank you, heroine, for saving my life."
"It's my duty to supervise you. You don't have to thank me." Ruo Yu's response was still as indifferent as water.
But before they finished speaking, Qi Zhi had already reached out and flicked Brother Jue's forehead.
"Aiya!" Brother Jue cried out in pain and immediately glared at Qi Zhi. "Hey! What are you doing? "
"He saved your life. Are you going to just say thank you?" Qi Zhi asked in a strange tone.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Feng Bujue's expression changed. He could faintly feel that this Vice Section Chief wanted to help him. "Senior means …"
Before Qi Zhi could answer, Ruo Yu's sharp gaze and words had already cut in, "Vice Section Chief Qi, you seem to be talking too much outside of official business."
"Damn … What a scary gaze …" Qi Zhi didn't dare to speak after being glared at by a junior who was fifty years younger than him. He was still complaining in his heart, "And he suddenly changed the way he addressed me … In the end, what does this have to do with me … That wretched Gu Chen told me to find an opportunity to 'help', but he was actually plotting against me … Or maybe that old bastard misunderstood …"
"Mhmm …" After a series of internal monologues, Qi Zhi cleared his throat and changed the topic. "Alright, back to the main topic …" He looked at Feng Bujue with a serious expression. "In short, I can't just ignore you. My ten years of cultivation … is like a large amount of high-quality water. It can dilute your 'soy sauce' into a normal 'soy sauce'. But … this process will take time. Hence, for at least the next three months, please do not engage in any Psionic Ability cultivation. After three months, we'll decide again depending on the situation. "
"I see …" Feng Bujue said. "I understand …" He paused for a moment and looked at Qi Zhi with a sincere expression. "But … Senior, not training for three months is a great loss for me." He continued to boast shamelessly. "With my talent, it's hard to say how much progress I can make in three months … You're already in your seventies. Don't you think it's a little stingy to only impart ten years of cultivation to me? No matter what, I'll have to at least give you sixty-eight or sixty-nine years of cultivation to make sense. "
Qi Zhi was stunned when he heard this. He was stunned for a full ten seconds.
"Heh … Hehehehe …" Qi Zhi laughed. After laughing a few times, he raised his head and looked at Ruo Yu. "Girl, this kid has a bright future. Really, you can consider it."
"Consider what?" Ruo Yu asked. Looking at her expression, it didn't seem like she was acting dumb. She really didn't know what he meant.
Qi Zhi looked at her reaction and immediately looked at Feng Bujue. "You kid … Is there something you haven't told her?"
"Woah, you can even tell that?" Brother Jue gasped.
"Oh …" Although Feng Bujue didn't answer the question directly, Qi Zhi seemed to have understood something. 'I think I know what that Gu guy means …' He thought to himself. 'Hmph … It's not up to me to care about this, and I don't need to care about it.'
Several seconds later, Qi Zhi became serious again. "Feng Bujue, do you know what it means to have ten years of 'my' power?" When he asked that question, he purposely emphasized the word 'my'.
"Uh …" Feng Bujue felt like there was a trap in this question. He didn't immediately answer.
"Heh … I'll let you know." Qi Zhi said as he pressed his hand on Brother Jue's head.
"It won't hurt, right? Senior? "Feng Bujue asked.
"It won't hurt," Qi Zhi replied immediately.
"That's good." Brother Jue calmed down a little.
"But it'll be very painful." Qi Zhi took a second to finish his sentence.
"Hey!" Feng Bujue was furious. "What's the difference?"
"There is …" Qi Zhi's answer was classic. "The pain can be tolerated."
"So the pain has reached the point where it can't be tolerated?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Why else would I use an array to hold your body in place?" Qi Zhi continued. "By the way, imparting spiritual power and injecting spiritual power are two different concepts. The pain is enough to wake a person who is in a deep coma temporarily, so … there's no difference if it's done in a coma."
"Can you describe the specific feeling …" Feng Bujue broke out in cold sweat.
"It's similar to blowing up a balloon," Qi Zhi said.
"How is blowing up a balloon painful?" Feng Bujue asked.
"You're a balloon," Qi Zhi replied.
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue's face was ashen. At that moment, his only hope was that the imparting process could be shorter. "How long will it take?"
"One minute for a year," Qi Zhi replied.
"Can you impart it to me for a year first and pay me the rest in installments?" Brother Jue, who had just asked for sixty-nine years of spiritual power, suggested again.
"Damn, you think it's really blowing up balloons?" Qi Zhi, who was in his seventies or eighties, said "damn". It was obvious that Brother Jue's words were unreliable. "Do you think it's easy to set up an array and impart spiritual power? Let me tell you, in our line of work, if it was a thousand years ago, we'd have to pay a copper coin to draw a talisman for someone. For an expert like me, if I were to visit someone to check their feng shui, I'd have to charge at least five taels of silver. As for setting up an array … ha! Do you think you can do it without twenty taels of silver? Imparting spiritual power? Bah! Unless you want me to be your son-in-law, and it depends on whether your daughter is beautiful or not. "
"No wonder Taoism is not as prosperous as Buddhism. What a hooligan …" Feng Bujue commented.
"Who told you that we ghost hunters are Taoists?" Qi Zhi retorted.
"Then we are …" Feng Bujue asked tentatively.
"Alright, don't 'we, we' … Are you trying to get information from me? Do you think I can't tell? "Qi Zhi was not senile." Stop nagging, hold it for me! "
After he finished speaking, his right palm came down and covered Feng Bujue's forehead.
In the next second, Brother Jue felt a surge of spiritual power pouring down from the top of his head.
This was indeed not physical pain. If one had to describe it in detail, it was more like — a person's soul was being washed by a torrent ten times more violent than a waterfall. Moreover, the force of the impact did not flow away like the flow of water. Instead, it would continue to increase …
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