Season Division

  Chapter 7 Weird

   "Xu Heng, why are you sitting on the ground so silly?"

   "Dad, the shocking news, I have become a season master!"

  The tidy house is brightly lit.

  Xu Heng got up from the ground and showed off his cultivation achievements to Xu Hanshan in the kitchen.

  My own efforts were not in vain. With a little help from Beidou, I not only successfully built Qi, but also greatly improved my realm.

  The first stage of the season division is called Jianqi.

  This stage needs to absorb a sufficient number of solar terms for the festival totem to exert its ability. As long as it absorbs ten solar terms and surrounds the entire totem, the first stage is considered complete and can enter the second stage.

   Logically speaking, this is a very long cumulative process.

  But it took Xu Heng only half a day to absorb the six minor cold solar terms, which surrounded him outside the black mist.

  According to the division, accumulating one solar term can be called the first layer of Jianqi.

  At this moment, he has accumulated six solar terms, and he is already at the sixth level of Jianqi.

   "Sure enough, I'm quite talented in terms of seasons." Xu Heng was deeply moved.

   "You? Talented in seasons? You're dying of laughter." Xu Hanshan rolled his eyes directly, and walked towards the restaurant with a freshly cooked dish.

   "What words, what words this is."

Xu Heng was unhappy on the spot, glared at Xu Hanshan, and then continued: "Well, I admit that the spoon did help me a little bit, but aside from the facts, didn't I try hard ?"

   "I don't have time to spend with you, hurry up and help serve the food." Xu Hanshan scolded with a smile.

   "Hey, today's dishes are so rich? Is it specially for me to celebrate?" Xu Heng stepped forward, taken aback.

  Tonight's dishes are richer than ever, almost filling the entire table, full of color, fragrance and taste.

   "If you have to think that way, then I can't help it." Xu Hanshan shrugged.

  Xu Heng: "???"

   "This is for your senior sister. It's rare for your senior sister to come back. She must make some dishes she likes." Xu Hanshan smiled and said with a happy face, like an old father whose daughter is about to return home from a long journey.

   "That's fine too. What my senior sister likes to eat happens to be what I like." Xu Heng nodded.

   "You have a big heart. If your senior sister comes back later and sees that you have become Xiaohan Season Master, do you think she will punish you?" Xu Hanshan still squinted his eyes, with a gloating expression on his face.

  The corner of Xu Heng's mouth twitched suddenly, and he really wanted to ask who is his own?

  He remembered that Lao Xu had never been cruel to him since he was a child, but every time he saw him being taught by Fu Yongqing, Lao Xu not only gloated, but also fanned the flames by the side, **** it, ruthless.

   "Old Xu, you're going to be disappointed this time. To tell you the truth, my senior sister gave me the method of cultivating seasons, and she let me try it." Xu Heng was full of embarrassment.

But Xu Hanshan shook his head again and again: "Your brain is really not bright, your senior sister didn't think you could do it at all, she just didn't want you to feel that you were being restrained, so she gave you the cultivation method and let you try it yourself. Choose to retreat in the face of difficulties."

"ah?"

  Xu Heng was immediately dumbfounded.

  Old Xu's words made him a little confused.

real or fake?

  Senior Sister’s original intention is to let me retreat in spite of difficulties?

   "Okay, don't think about it. Now that you have become a season master, let's try hard. You are responsible for the path you choose." Xu Hanshan patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly.

   "Old Xu, what I awakened was the Xiaohan season, are you not afraid that I will become bloodthirsty in the future?" Xu Heng asked curiously.

  He wanted to know what Lao Xu thought about this festival.

   "Bloodthirsty? It doesn't matter, you just have to remember, if you dare to be bloodthirsty, I will ask your senior sister to break your leg." Xu Hanshan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

   "Haha, don't worry, I won't become that kind of person." Xu Heng quickly waved his hand.

   "You don't know? Then you ran out and killed your classmate in the middle of the night the day before yesterday?" Xu Hanshan asked abruptly.

"What?"

  Xu Heng froze on the spot, confused, completely unable to understand Xu Hanshan's words.

   "Old Xu, what are you talking about, when did I kill my classmate?"

   "Stinky boy, you still pretend to be confused with me, do you dare to say that Lin Cheng was not killed by you?"

  Xu Hanshan squinted at Xu Heng: "Are you still pretending? Didn't you install a camera at home? I've watched all the surveillance videos. Are you still stubborn?"

   "Take...camera?"

  Xu Heng's face was full of confusion, and his head gradually felt swollen.

   Vaguely, he seemed to remember something.

  The familiar dizziness, dizziness, and a strong nausea hit the whole body.

  The next moment, a white light flashed through my mind.

  Xu Heng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up completely.

   It was late at night.

  The room was dark, and the dining table was empty.

  Old Xu is still not here.

   "Again? It's only been a day, why did you enter that strange dream again?"

  Xu Heng rubbed his head tiredly, took out his phone and glanced at it, there were several unread messages and missed calls.

   Look at the time again, it is already eleven o'clock in the evening.

   "Why hasn't Senior Sister come back yet?"

  Xu Heng frowned slightly and looked out the window. The night was gloomy and dark, the streets were empty, and it was eerily quiet.

  He tried to call his senior sister, but was reminded that the other party had turned off the phone.

  Xu Heng shook his head, the dizziness in his head still made him a little uncomfortable.

  Everything in the dream just now is still vivid in my mind at this moment, extremely clear.

  The dream this time seems to be more bizarre than before.

  The two most bizarre incidents made Xu Heng want to laugh when he recalled them.

  He told Lao Xu in his dream that he had built up the sixth level of qi. This is very bizarre, but it is true!

  He has really built up the sixth level of qi, and he knows the six minor cold solar terms in the sea, and he is rotating around the minor cold festival totem.

  I guess I can't explain this to my senior sister.

  Another thing is even more bizarre. Old Xu actually said that he killed Lin Cheng, which is simply out of line.

   And at the end, Lao Xu said that he saw it on the surveillance video, which woke him up from his dream.

   "Wait, surveillance video..."

  Xu Heng's eyelids twitched suddenly, and his eyes swept to the living room, looking at the messy cabinet.

   His eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and he could clearly see the monitoring host that was pressed under the cabinet.

   When the people from the inspection department searched, they obviously also checked this host, and there was nothing in it.

"No way…"

  Xu Heng suddenly had a creepy guess in his heart.

  He walked forward slowly, squatted down, and picked up the monitoring host.

  Next second!

   With a crisp sound, the entire monitoring host fell to the ground again.

  Xu Heng's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

   There is actually a memory card in this monitoring host.

  Xu Heng felt his scalp go numb instantly, and a chill hit the back of his head.

  He immediately got up and looked around vigilantly.

  The little cold season master who sneaked into the house before, came again?

  What does that guy want to do?

  Why did you send the memory card back?

  Just a moment later, the room remained silent and there was no movement.

  Xu Heng gradually relaxed his tense body, slowly squatted down, quickly pulled out the memory card, and stuffed it into his mobile phone.

  He quickly opened the video file, which also saved the surveillance video of the previous fourteen days.

  The date and time, the number of videos, are exactly the same as the memory card in the previous hidden surveillance host.

  Xu Heng clicked on the video from the day before the incident, and it was still played at double speed.

  The content of the video is no different from what was seen previously.

  He came home that day, changed his shoes, put down his schoolbag, and walked to the restaurant to sit down.

   "Strange, what did they send the card back for?" Xu Heng frowned suspiciously, and at the same time moved his fingers, preparing to turn off the video.

  But the next second, his fingers froze, and he didn't press down for a long time.

  The pupils suddenly widened, and the pupils shrank sharply.

  In the video, he who was supposed to sit at the dining table until dawn suddenly stood up, walked slowly to the door, put on his shoes and went out.

  After dawn, the door was opened again.

  The him in the screen is back.

  He was looking at the newspaper while playing with the commemorative coins in his hand. When he walked past the dining table, he threw the commemorative coins and the newspaper on it, and then sat back on the chair...

  And the follow-up of the video is the same as before. When he got up to take his schoolbag and was about to go out, Tang Hou came.

"How can this be?"

  Xu Heng was horrified and froze in place.

  Things suddenly exceeded his imagination.

   "No, it's definitely not me, this video is fake." Xu Heng quickly realized.

  The video that proved his innocence before has been sent to Zhou Yanan, and the inspection department will check the authenticity of the video.

  As long as the other side confirms that the video has not been processed, then the paragraph in hand must be fake.

   But in case...

   No, there is no just in case.

  Xu Heng took out the memory card and put it in his pocket. He leaned on the sofa and let out a long breath.

   Plant me?

  Come on, just come, let me see what other tricks you have.

  Xu Heng's face gradually became gloomy.

  He slowly spread his palms, and his consciousness began to activate the Xiaohan season in the sea of ​​consciousness.

  According to the description in the document Fu Yongqing sent before, after absorbing the solar terms, the solar terms will be assimilated by the festival totem, forming an innate part of his body.

  Using these solar terms is like using your own hands and feet, very freely.

   Whoosh!

  A gloomy black light popped out from Xu Heng's palm, and then quickly faded away.

  In the sea of ​​consciousness, the six minor cold solar terms began to surge and spread towards the meridians of the whole body.

  All the meridians gradually faded, and the flesh and bones around the meridians also quickly entered a transparent and faded state.

  The whole process was completed in less than one breath.

  Xu Heng disappeared in place.

  Su snow covers thousands of miles, and there is no trace at the door. This is the unique hidden feature of the Xiaohan season, which is called "No Trace".

   Soon, a second passed.

   Two seconds.

  Three seconds...

   Shua!

  Xu Heng suddenly appeared, leaning on the sofa and panting heavily, his whole body seemed to be exhausted and exhausted.

   But, he had a smile on his face.

   "Three seconds, I persisted for three seconds!"

  He was secretly delighted, this was one second longer than the highest record of invisibility in the Qi-Building Realm mentioned in the senior sister's document.

   "This 'no trace' ability is really magical. I can see myself clearly with the naked eye, but I can't see anything through the mirror."

  Xu Heng clenched his fists, feeling that the internal energy in his body was gradually recovering, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

  He felt that after a short rest, he could do it again.

  I really am a real man.

   You can even try other postures later, another "destructive" feature of the Xiaohan season.

"Jingle Bell…"

  At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

  Xu Heng took out his phone with some difficulty.

  The above shows an unfamiliar number.

   "Who will call me in the middle of the night?"

  He froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of the memory card just now, his face changed slightly, and he quickly pressed the answer button.

  However, a familiar voice came from the phone, it was Zhou Yanan.

   "Xu Heng, are you still in your old house, come out immediately, hurry up, and run in the direction of the inspection department..."

  (end of this chapter)