Chapter 9

Liu Liang said with a hand on her side and clenched it hard. She didn't dare to call out her mother. She didn't dare to listen to Zhou Lanping. Give her some more time. They still have a lot of time. She hasn't grown up and she hasn't grown up. In this life, she has a good life, but she must grow into a big tree.

You can give your mother a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"For me?"

Zhou Lanping quickly picked up the bowl. As soon as the bowl was picked up, she smelled a sour and sweet taste.

She couldn't help taking a sip. There was an apple smell. It was a little sweet, but it wasn't as greasy as sweet. It was the pure Apple smell. The smell could make her bite off her tongue.

The sour and sweet taste is like eating an iced watermelon in the hottest summer, not to mention how comfortable it is.

"Liang Liang, is there an apple in this?"

Zhou Lanping remembered where the apple pieces in the bowl came from and where there were any surplus apples in their home. The only apple was the one given to her by Grandma Wang.

And she thought Liu Liang was eating, and eating for her daughter was happier than eating by herself.

This is a mother. Even if she starves to death, she is reluctant to let her daughter eat less rice and a grain of rice.

"I can't finish eating, so I put it in it."

Liu Liang still holds her hand behind her.

"I'll go to bed first. Don't be too late."

She turned and left. In fact, she didn't dare to face Zhou Lanping too much now. She was afraid that those guilt would make her collapse, but in Zhou Lanping's eyes, she was shy and awkward.

"I also said that she was cold and not sensible. I think it's just the embarrassment of children's families." and her self-talk made Liu Liang, who had just entered the house, stop for a while.

Well, she's what she says.

Awkward is awkward. People are always uncomfortable.

If she is not sensible, she will grow up and be sensible. If she doesn't understand all her life, it's her fault. If she doesn't understand all her life, it's her crime.

If you lose more, you will know what is right and wrong?

If you do many wrong things, you will know how to do them in the future.

She closed the door gently. When she walked over, she also picked up the schoolbag on the ground that she had lost for a long time. She weighed the schoolbag with one hand.

It's light.

No, what she doesn't believe is to weigh her schoolbag.

The schoolbag contained at least about 20 kg of books. With so many books, it could not be so light. Although she was long past school, she still remembered the shoulder pressed by the schoolbag at that time.

Now what she is carrying in her hand seems not to be called a schoolbag, but a schoolbag.

Is it difficult

She suddenly thought of something and threw her schoolbag on the table. When she kicked off her shoes, she sat down cross legged and tried to find the feeling of Qi strength in her body.

For her, this is a familiar thing. After all, she has lost her soul in that world. What she does every day, in addition to the necessary life, is this kind of skill, which takes Qi as breath, takes breath as nourishment, and then accumulates over time.

This kind of thing may be nothing in that world, because everyone can practice, but it lies in different degrees of purity. The purest is enough to save people's lives. Even if it is impure, it can also be used for health preservation.

In fact, she didn't know what degree she had practiced. She just heard from the old man that if she hadn't lacked a soul and divine knowledge, she might have practiced the purest breath of life.

In that world, she was so confused that she didn't remember much, even what the master's face looked like.

However, she remembers those skills and clearly remembers the rules of breath operation. It may be familiar or it may be the company from day to day.

So now she does it, just like her instinct. She remembers her mental skills, actions and even her luck. She feels the gas points in her body bit by bit.

That is, there are many differences between the two worlds. That world is very strange. In fact, she can't say clearly. She just knows that it must not be materialistic.

What can happen there, not here.

There's something to learn there. It may not be possible here.

She now uses her own body. If she doesn't have Qi, even if she really practices according to the previous skills, 80% of it is useless even if she sits numb in her legs.

She felt every inch of her body.

As a result, No.

She can't find it, she can't feel it, just like a stone sinking into the sea. When a thing becomes an instinct and a habit, it doesn't need many words to know whether it exists, where it is and where it belongs?

But no, even if she tried again and again, she still couldn't feel anything. She even tried to run that kind of skill and wanted to refine it again, but she still couldn't.

Really.

She stretched out her hand, which was very beautiful. The little girl's hand had green fingers, slender fingertips and delicate fingertips. The nail was also in excellent shape, with a kind of light powder. The five small crescent moons were also on the nail cap, which was both healthy and beautiful.

This is her own body, her body at the age of 12, not the one with many holes and scars. At the age of 26, she is not the one with adventure.

Therefore, she is no different. Even if God has reborn her twice, she is still no different.

No, she's still different. She's not the same as she was in her last life. She can distinguish good from bad in this life, has a brain, will let herself live well, and will live well with her mother.

She slowly relaxed her body. Although she was disappointed, after all, if she did, she could be regarded as her golden finger. Although there were not many, it was very useful. It could be said that it could change her life ambition.

But now that it has not been proved, she can only do nothing. Time has to go and life has to live. She will think of other ways to make herself and her mother live a better life.

And a few years later.

When she had stopped looking for her previous skills, suddenly, she felt a very strange feeling on the little finger of her right hand, which was familiar to her, existed in her memory and in her soul.

This is a decision to raise interest.

What she didn't believe was that she felt the beating of the fingers of her right hand.

It's not a meat jump, it's not a nerve jump, it's something from the blood pulse.

There are, really.

Even Liu Liang, who described herself as calm, almost screamed.

She had given up, thinking about other ways to survive.

As a result, God made the biggest joke on her, but it also gave her the biggest surprise.

Her spark at this point can't burn everything.