Chapter 399： order change

Chapter 399 Change of Order

Boom—

There were bursts of thunder from the sky.

The rain was getting heavier, and strings of raindrops fell on the messy wires above the roadway, breaking down like bubbles and falling downward.

Moyou looked up, facing the rain falling from the sky, and looked at the narrow sky cut by the wires.

It might not be a better thing for him to teach Kurapika the ability to read, but it will definitely not become a worse thing.

Moyu is staring at the cloudy sky, and Kurapika is staring at Moyu.

The power called "nen"...

After learning it, you can step into the world where the man in front of you lives.

Reading is also an indispensable weapon against spiders.

Kurapika's eyes were like the sky above the alleyway.

Narrow, hazy.

Since that day—

His world has been so narrow that only revenge and the eyes of the tribe are found.

Apart from this, there is no more important thing, and at the same time, I have already made up my mind to go to hell.

"The rain is getting heavier."

Moyou withdrew his eyes from looking at the sky, and said calmly: "Let's go, first find a place to shelter from the rain."

As soon as the voice fell, Moyou did not continue the topic just now, but turned around and walked towards the direction outside the alleyway.

Kurapika quietly followed behind Moyu.

The two of them walked a distance of tens of meters one after the other, and saw an umbrella in their hands on the edge of Xiaodi's alleyway.

When seeing Moyu and Kurapika, the other hand of Xiaodi emerged with bright thoughts, and instantly materialized into a popeye fish.

Kurapika saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly.

Xiaodi glanced at Kurapika, then ordered to the popeye: "Umbrella."

"Choo chirp!"

Popeye's eyes rolled and he opened his mouth to spit out an umbrella.

Moyou looked over, and a shadow suddenly appeared, rolling the umbrella into his hands.

"Just an umbrella?"

Getting the umbrella, Moyou looked at Xiaodi slightly strangely.

Before coming here, he remembered to ask Xiao Di to prepare three umbrellas.

Xiao Di removed the popeye, tilted his head slightly, and said seriously: "There are two."

As she spoke, she gently shook the umbrella in her hand.

Moyu smiled helplessly, probably knew what was going on, skipped the topic directly, and then stuffed the umbrella into Kurapika's hand.

After finishing this move, in front of Kurapika, he used his shadow to condense a pitch-black umbrella, holding it in his hand, to cover the rain that fell from the sky.

Seeing this, Kurapika silently opened the umbrella in his hand, and his heart was full of waves.

He couldn't wait to know the whole picture of "Nian".

after an hour.

A martial arts gym in Baiying City.

Moyu took over this place, but more precisely, Fiona provided it to him for free.

I vaguely remember that Fiona's goal is to spread martial arts, so the money she earns is basically invested in the construction of the martial arts hall.

And this martial arts gym is exactly one of Fiona's dream territory, which happens to be convenient for Moyou who came to Baiying City.

"It's very quiet here. As a place of practice, it's okay."

Moyu folded his hands, looked at Kurapika who was dressed lightly in front of him, and said, "If there is no accident, we will stay here until you learn the basics."

"Um."

Kurapika has no objection.

The location of practice is not important to him.

Moyou tilted his head to look at the calendar on the wall of the training ground.

It has been about a month since the end of the hunter test. I don't know if other people have also embarked on the path of practicing mindfulness.

Restraining the meaningless thoughts, Moyu turned his head and looked at Kurapika again, saying: "Be prepared mentally, the practice style I uphold will be more than a hundred times assiduous than you imagined."

"Just what I want."

Kurapika looked serious.

He will go to Youkexin to meet Hisoka on September 1st. Strictly speaking, there is not much time left for him, only about seven months.

I don't know how long it will take to master the ability of mind, and the time is very limited, so you can't place your expectations on talent. Hard work is the only way.

"Let's get started then."

Moyou said calmly.

This is the beginning of the training for Kurapika.

There is nothing special about the way of practice in the early stage, the main thing is to instill some basic knowledge of reading to Kurapika.

Kurapika is so talented that he can remember Moyu once, so this stage is over soon.

"Memorizing this knowledge does not mean that you have understood it."

Moyou made a timely reminder.

Kurapika nodded, expressing his understanding.

Moyou smiled slightly, and raised his right hand, on which shimmering thoughts emanated.

"So, are you ready?"

"Um."

"Relax your body."

Moyu's right hand with a small amount of thought power was slowly attached to Kurapika's back.

The moment the power of thought touched his back, Kurapika tensed his body like a conditioned reflex, but soon tried his best to relax his body under Moyu's reminder.

Then—

Kurapica could clearly feel a warm current seeping into his body from his back, and then spreading towards his limbs.

It gave him the feeling of a trickle flowing everywhere in his body. It was not comfortable, but he could feel an inexplicable peace of mind.

It seems that as long as this warm current stays in the body, there is no need to worry about the body being hurt.

But in the next second, the trickle suddenly turned into a torrent.

Kurapika's expression trembled slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that he was already surrounded by a bright light.

The light was like a torrent, continuously spouting around his body from the center point, and he could vaguely feel that something in his body was being lost at a constant speed.

"Is this 'Qi'..."

Without Moyu's reminder, Kurapika quickly closed his eyes, and began to try to control the rapidly draining qi from his body.

Moyou watched quietly from the sidelines.

Open Nian is the fastest way to step into the world of Nian.

It's just that this method is very dependent on talent.

Moyu believes that Kurapika's talent is not weak, and it is completely fine to adopt this simple and rude approach.

soon-

It only took less than a minute for Kurapika to master Tang naturally.

The original torrent-like qi gradually stabilized under his control, enveloping his body tightly.

"very good."

Moyu looked at the calmed air on Kurapika's body, and said, "Now, think back to the feeling of being forcibly opened just now, and reproduce that state."

"..."

Kurapika nodded and closed his eyes again.

After a few seconds.

He opened the fine pores in the arm area with great difficulty, then the legs, then the torso and the head...

When all the fine pores were opened, the Qi on the body boiled again.

Although the technique looks extremely unfamiliar, it can barely be regarded as completing the process from "wrapping" to "practicing".

At this moment, Moyu's voice rang in Kurapika's ear: "Completely close the fine pores."

Kurapika was taken aback.

Barely mastered "wrapping", you have to take advantage of the trend to learn "practice", and then directly connect to the training of "jue" without giving breathing time.

This eagerness for success is not the same as what Moyou said before.

But Kurapika still did as he was told, still closed his eyes, and began to try to completely close the fine pores.

It just didn't work out, but instead made the transition from "practice" to "wrapping".

"Do it all over again."

Moyou's voice without any waves came over.

Kurapika adjusted his breathing a little, and tried to open the fine hole again.

Courtside.

Xiao Di looked a little surprised when he saw this scene.

Is it a bit too hasty to start such a high-intensity training at the beginning of the reading...

If you want to think about it, Xiao Di will not interfere with Moyou's teaching.

Time slowly passed—

After practicing for ten minutes, Kurapika collapsed from exhaustion, didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids, and just fell into a deep sleep.

Moyu sat cross-legged beside him.

Half an hour later.

Moyu woke up Kurapika and asked him to continue the practice just now.

Although Kurapika was still very tired, he didn't complain at all, strictly obeying Moyu's request, and continued to practice.

Moyu saw Kurapika's performance in his eyes and nodded secretly, but his mind drifted to the ability developed by Kurapika in the original book.

If Kurapika's obsession is not strong enough to "send the Phantom Troupe to **** in person", then with his intervention, there is no need to set up life restrictions like the original book.

"Let's take one step at a time."

Moyou thought silently in his heart.

Compared with the development of thinking ability, the foundation is also very important.

On the martial arts training ground.

Kurapika repeatedly practiced the four skills he had just learned.

Tired, fell asleep, got up, continued...

It just keeps repeating like this, like a robot, not knowing what fatigue is.

After actually coming into contact with Nen, Kurapika desires power more than anyone else.

"The obsession with wanting revenge... There are good and bad."

Moyu looked at the sweating Kurapika, and said to himself in his heart: "Under the influence of Nian, this level of obsession may make you do many things against your will, but now it can speed up your growth rate."

It is almost predictable that Kurapika will embark on a road full of blood and bones under the influence of this obsession and the ability of mind.

Such a choice is definitely not in Kurapika's nature.

He had to do this just because he shouldered an extremely heavy shackle.

Moyu will allow Kurapika to grow rapidly under the influence of this obsession, but he will not watch Kurapika go all the way to the end.

Sky Arena.

In the competition venue, the cheers of the audience almost lifted the ceiling.

"Tumbler! Tumbler! Tumbler!"

The vast majority of the audience shouted Hisoka's title in the Sky Arena with excitement on their faces.

That title sounded quite funny, but under the agitation of the audience, it actually created an aura that made people look sideways.

On the ring.

Hisoka met the countless gazes coming from all directions, and walked towards the distant passage calmly.

On the ring behind him, lay a lifeless man.

This man was Hisoka's opponent in this match. He died in the ring because he failed to arouse Hisoka's interest in the battle.

Hisoka walked into the passage amid deafening cheers, and suddenly looked tens of meters ahead.

There, there was a figure leaning against the wall of the passage.

By the weak light, Hisoka could vaguely see the figure clearly.

The figure was petite, with long pink hair coiled behind his head and tied with a hair tie.

Due to the lighting problem, Hisoka couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

But after walking a certain distance, Hisoka saw the other party's bright blue eyes, thus confirming the other party's identity.

The person who came was the third member of the Phantom Brigade, Maggie Kommacchini.

"March, are you waiting for me here specially?"

Hisoka was quite surprised, and there was an undisguised ambiguity in his words.

"I guess."

March looked cold, and he didn't care about Hisoka's ambiguous tone, or just ignored it.

Hisoka smiled and said, "So, do you want to have dinner together?"

"Not interested in."

Maqi coldly rejected Hisoka's invitation, and then directly expressed his intention: "The order has been changed. Before April 1, all group members must gather in Fandi City."

"oh?"

Hisoka's eyes changed slightly, and he pretended to ask in an indifferent tone: "Then the previous order from Youkexin City is invalid?"

"right."

March said with a blank face: "But the leader said... If we are still alive before August 30, then the invalid order will come into force again."

"Sounds really scary."

Hisoka had a faint smile on his face.

Ma Qi glanced at Hisoka's eyes, and said: "The leader attaches great importance to this gathering, and there is a high probability that it will be a collective action. If you don't come this time, the leader will go to you in person, and the consequences will be at your own risk .”

"Really~~"

Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ma Qi didn't care about Hisoka's reaction at all, and said coldly: "There is one more thing, don't deliberately ignore the 'order change' text message sent to you, I don't want to come here to inform you in person like today."

"SMS for order change?"

Hisoka raised his hand and leaned on his chin, wondering: "Have you ever sent me such a text message?"

"Lower the garlic."

March frowned, but he didn't want to waste any more time, and walked towards the exit of the passage.

Hisoka looked at Maqi's back and said with a smile: "It may also be that I want to see you so much, so I subconsciously ignored the text message you sent."

"Next time, I don't mind sewing your mouth up for free."

Maqi stopped and looked back at Hisoka with cold eyes.

Hisoka shrugged and spread his hands, and asked suddenly: "Fandi City, why does it sound familiar?"

"..."

When Ma Qi heard the words, a trace of sadness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Fandi City is the place where Nobunaga, Knight, and Funks were buried a few years ago.

Hisoka looked at Maqi who was suddenly silent, and instead of continuing to delve into the issue of Fandi City, he suggested instead: "Didn't the two of us drop by? Do you want to go to Fandi City together?"

"It's right on the way."

March raised his eyes and said expressionlessly: "But I don't want to have anything to do with the name 'Tumbler'."

"..."

(end of this chapter)