This coolness is for Xu Guangling, and for others, it is probably not coolness but coldness.
Even when you are indoors, you have to cover it with a thick quilt when you go to bed at night. The air conditioner has become thin in this area and this season.
Xu Guangling was still wearing a single shirt.
The breeze blew on him, but at the same time, it was also the fog that only Xu Guangling himself could see.
The breeze, fog, moonlight, coolness, and so much so that the dew that grows at night, these elements are combined to form an indescribable iron, surrounding Xu Guangling, and then with him as the center, penetrate into the body bit by bit.
Xu Guangling's breath was almost gone at this time.
But at the same time, all the pores in his body seemed to be relaxed, breathing and even breathing greedily, and then the feeling that Xu Guangling was that there was numbness, itchiness, pain, astringency, heat, and coolness.
All these sensations are mixed together to form a numbness.
Then, the numbness spread from the outside to the inside, little by little throughout his entire body, consciousness, and mind.
At some point, Xu Guangling stopped, and then stood there in a daze, and stood in a daze all night.
When the sky gradually became brighter, Xu Guangling's consciousness gradually returned. At the same time, the numb feeling of body and mind gradually faded, just like the ebbing tide of the sea.
After Xu Guangling was completely awake, the feeling still existed on his body was that his left hand and right foot was hot, and his right hand and left foot was cold. Xu Guangling subconsciously closed his hands together, and the heat and cold overlapped together, and the feeling was subtle and unspeakable.
It was still early at this time, and it was just bright, and there were no pedestrians in the park.
Xu Guangling pulled the stance and started with the skilled Tai Chi, but as he tried, he soon had no fixed pattern at all, like crazy and demon, and of course more like a ghost-drawing talisman. If Mr. Chen was here, you could see at a glance that Xu Guangling was stretching his body with every move and every move.
So much so many of his moves are "unreasonable".
The range of movements is so large, biased, and strange. Even if Mr. Chen, the so-called martial arts master, is shocked when he sees it; and his movements are rapid, like thunder and thunder, slow, like grass leaves blooming, hard and fierce, if you want to choose someone and eat them, soft, if you pick a flower and smile.
The body is moving.
Inside the body, the qi and blood are like water, and it cannot be said whether it is cool or hot. It just runs through and flows up and down without any hindrance, either pouring into hands and feet, or stirring into the internal organs.
When Xu Guangling finished his movements, the physical and mental feeling could only be described by the four words "full and refreshing".
Then go back to your residence and take a shower.
After bathing, sleep routinely.
And this sleep, which unexpectedly happened to Xu Guangling, slept for a long time again.
In recent times, he had been awake until around 11:00 in the morning, but today, he slept until the evening.
Xu Guangling thought it was because of the disorder of the biological clock when he first arrived here. As a result, he slept more soundly the next day, and when he woke up, there was already a starlight. This made Xu Guangling realize that another new change had happened to him.
And all changes come from the large amount of absorption of fog.
Therefore, sleeping is to better adjust the body and adapt to the changes in the body caused by the absorption of fog?
This is Xu Guangling's guess.
Although it is just a guess, his current understanding of body operation is not far from the bottom of it.
Therefore, Xu Guangling's strategy is still the same as before for this situation. Let it go and let it go.
However, this situation did not last long, it was only more than a week. Xu Guangling woke up and was early in the afternoon.
In this way, some things are done with time.
library!
Xu Guangling can be said to be a regular customer of the library. In addition to the differences in the content of the collections of national public libraries across the country, the architectural layout is basically the same.
So without any familiarity, Xu Guangling found a suitable place in the museum and quietly read the book.
What I read this time is not a book of sages.
But all the books related to Changbai.
"Natural Conditions of Heilongjiang River Basin and Its Adjacent Areas"
"A Different White Mountains and Black Waters: Interpretation of the Fringe of Northeast Regional Culture"
Northeastern Botanical Chronicle
"North China Economic and Flora"
"Changbai Mountain Jianggang Zhiluo"
"Changbai Huizhenglu"
"Ginseng: The Code of the Rise and Fall of a Dynasty"
...
Most of these books are boring.
In the past few years, although Xu Guangling also went to and from the library and read a lot of books, he never touched a book like this, and he would never touch a single one.
But at this time, Xu Guangling read these books with relish.
However, although he was interested in it, Xu Guangling was still very fast in reading it. Anyone who read it would only think that he was searching rather than reading it. In fact, Xu Guangling was not reading it.
To be serious, it is really hard to describe his current reading by using the word "reading".
But if you say that the scan is not that accurate.
In short, when a book is turned over, everything from the main to the branches, from the content to the text, is absorbed and stored.
This is actually a great ability.
But for the two old men, this ability is obviously not worth even a little praise. Even in the end, in the poetry series game, Xu Guangling koshe Zhang and Chen, and Mr. Chen just said something slightly sour:
"Boy, there's nothing to be proud of."
"Don't say that you are almost a master. Even ordinary people have many abilities, and they can't count them from ancient times to the present."
"There are so many?" Xu Guangling asked.
Old Zhang smiled and nodded: "It's true. But to the extent, it must be inferior to that of a few. In addition, such people will most likely die prematurely. Just like when he was a teacher, if he didn't have such a little means, he would definitely not be able to live now."
After reading a few books and changing them, Xu Guangling unconsciously remembered two old men again.
He even missed a little after just a few days away.
The rhythm of life is fixed like this.
Going to the park to draw fog and reading books in the library has become the two goals of Xu Guangling's life at this stage.
As I read it day by day, Changbai, including the entire Northeast region, its geography, geology, climate, animals and plants, and history and culture, was all enriched and perfected little by little in Xu Guangling's mind.
Just from the perspective of knowledge accumulation, Xu Guangling could already say that he was a Northeastern master at this time.
Although he has just entered the Northeast for the first time.
Even though he came here, he basically didn't go out much.
But at this time, the preparation has been completed. Next, you can put aside the books and other people's accounts and set off for the mountains.
What he is looking for, many things, cannot be obtained from others.
It is necessary to have direct dialogue with the world and the mountains and rivers.
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