After dinner, Du Junlin also sobered up, and rarely had dinner with Du Shaoling.
In fact, when Du Shaoling was practicing his combat skills these days, Du Junlin occasionally watched from the side.
Du Shaoling knew that his father had also practiced martial arts, and his cultivation seemed to be not low, so he originally wanted to ask his father to give him some guidance on how to practice combat skills.
But thinking that his father Du Junlin was drunk every day, and that even when he was sober he was still hungover, Du Shaoling did not say that.
After the meal, Du Shaoling did not practice any more, nor did he breathe in or out.
Feeling sleepy, I fell down and had a good sleep.
Although he is a martial cultivator and is now a true martial artist, with the third level of martial arts cultivation, the effect of breathing and breathing for an hour is better than sleeping for several hours.
But no matter how strong a warrior is, he still needs to sleep. Breathing and breathing can restore his physical strength and even maintain his spirit. However, the soul cannot be truly relaxed after all, which is harmful to practice.
The relaxation of the soul during sleep cannot be replaced by breathing and breathing.
That night, Du Shaoling had a sweet dream.
Du Shaoling dreamed that he had become a super strong man, awakened to hold the power of the world, and was drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman. There were also several beautiful maids around him, including a royal sister, a saint, a goddess, a lolita, and even a jk...
No, where in the world did jk come from?
Du Shaoling suddenly woke up. There is absolutely no JK in this world.
"Master, it's time for you to get up."
Opening his eyes, Du Shaoling saw Du Xiyue's face almost touching his own. A girl's unique fragrance hit her nostrils, like orchids, and smelled very good.
"Master, why did you sleep for so long? It seems like you had a good dream. You laughed so happily that you couldn't wake up even if you shouted."
Du Xiyue was full of curiosity. The young master seemed to be laughing all the time in the dream.
"Have it."
Du Shaoling stood up and jumped up. After sleeping enough, he felt refreshed.
"Master, what's wrong with your pants..."
At this moment, Du Xiyue exclaimed, seeing the wetness on Du Shaoling's pants, and said in surprise: "Master, have you wet the bed..."
Du Shaoling's face suddenly turned red as he remembered his dream last night.
This is not bedwetting, this is clearly a dream.
Du Xiyue saw this kind of thing, this...
"It's not bedwetting. You go out first and I'll change clothes..."
Du Shaoling's cheeks were also a little hot, and he immediately pushed Du Xiyue out. How could he be so embarrassed to see anyone in the future?
"Young Master."
Outside the door, Du Xiyue happened to see Du Junlin.
"What happened to Shaoling?"
Du Junlin also heard the commotion and asked casually.
"Young Master, Young Master, he seems... he seems to have wet the bed last night."
Du Xiyue said this.
"Pee... the bed..."
Du Junlin was stunned for a moment, then turned his wheelchair and left, muttering: "I have grown up, I have really grown up."
"Do boys still wet the bed when they grow up?"
Du Xiyue was even more surprised.
After changing his clothes, Du Shaoling pretended to be calm and acted as if nothing had happened.
It's okay to think about this kind of thing. If this kind of thing didn't happen, I wouldn't be normal.
"Master, today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."
After finishing breakfast, Du Xiyue reminded and handed Du Shaoling a small box.
"On the fifth day of the lunar month...I almost forgot."
Du Shaoling put down the bowls and chopsticks, picked up the small box and left in a hurry, telling Du Xiyue that he might have to come back later today.
"It's mysterious, I don't know what I'm doing."
Du Xiyue was also very curious.
In recent years, the young master has been going out on the fifth day of every lunar month.
The strangest thing is that every time Du Shaoling goes out on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, he brings many bottles and jars with him, which are all kitchen seasonings. Some of them are researched by the young master himself.
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Back mountain.
There are rugged rocks and towering trees.
It's early winter now.
The mountains in the distance are deep and blue, and there is a chill in the air.
This kind of coolness is not harmful at all to warriors.
This is the place where Du Shaoling often comes to practice, and it is deserted all year round.
But at this moment, an old man appeared in the valley behind the mountain.
The old man looks like he is seventy years old. He is extremely thin, but he is very energetic. What is more eye-catching is his black hair, which is thick and thick. I am afraid that the average young man in his twenties will not have such thick hair.
She is black and translucent, but her hair is as messy as a chicken coop, styled in a bun casually, and she is dressed in a simple gray robe.
In early winter, the valley was even cooler. The old man was wearing very thin clothes, but he did not feel any discomfort at all. He just stretched his neck from time to time, as if waiting for someone, and from time to time he looked at a bamboo basket beside him, as if
It's like there's some kind of treasure inside.
Finally, someone came.
A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a tall and slim figure, clear-cut facial features, and deep and bright eyes.
The young man was coming in three steps at a time. When he saw the old man from a distance, he said, "I overslept. How long have you been waiting?"
"I'm telling you, old man, I'm getting older. It's almost noon and I haven't eaten yet. I can't bear to be hungry. What if I get hungry again?"
The old man was talking, but he didn't look half hungry.
"Isn't this coming?"
There was no doubt that this young man was Du Shaoling. He looked at the old man, stretched out his hand and said, "Where's the thing?"
"Little guy, the hob meat is a trick for even the elderly. How can there be a chef as expensive as you?"
The old man rolled his eyes at Du Shaoling angrily, but threw a small jade bottle to Du Shaoling in his hand.
Du Shaoling opened the jade bottle, and a faint medicine box came out. Inside was a Qi-nourishing pill.
No one knew that Du Shaoling would receive a Qi-nourishing Pill from this old man on the fifth day of every lunar month for the past few years.
The reason is very simple.
It was a certain month about five years ago, which was also the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
Du Shaoling thought about the barbecue in his previous life. He found a few seasonings from the kitchen, grabbed a fish and grilled it in the back mountain.
Then the old man appeared, looking at the grilled fish, his mouth was almost watering.
Finally, through friendly negotiation between the two, Du Shaoling asked for a Qi-nourishing Pill.
Although Qi Nourishing Pill is just an introductory pill, it is still unaffordable for ordinary people.
Otherwise, I am afraid that the black and white millstone in Du Shaoling's mind will not be able to feed him enough.
As for how you dare to ask for a Qi Nourishing Pill from an old man?
Du Shaoling is not stupid. This is an inaccessible back mountain. How can a normal old man climb up there?
In Du Shaoling's imagination, this old man was probably an old guy from a wealthy family in the deserted city, and he didn't know why he was wandering around the back hill of the Du family.
As for whether the old man wanted to find out some secrets of the Du family, Du Shaoling didn't care, and he didn't have much sense of belonging to the Du family.