Roaming through the world of Doraemon

There were no words on the paper, only a blood-red knife. Ye Tiancheng opened the book and studied it carefully. After some study, a strange expression appeared on his face, but he still began to practice. This time, Ye Tiancheng truly felt the presence of the spirit. However, Ye Tiancheng didn't seem happy; he was even more confused. This wasn't like practice. It was more like an application, a method to use one's own power, but one that could be practiced.

Ye Tiancheng shook his head, wondering if he could understand. But Ye Tiancheng had a feeling that if one day he could find a broken knife, he would know why. Ye Tiancheng put the book away. Looking at the book on the ground, I sighed.

Chapter 229 Abuse of Power

A gloomy wind suddenly rose, and the moon was covered by dark clouds.

Ye Ming's soul, like moonlight, gently passed through the window, surfaced on the water, swam happily in the tranquil courtyard for a while, and then, with a hint of excitement, entered the underworld.

In the dead of night, although the sun is also a ghostly structure, it is unusually quiet. But when you enter the underworld, the ghosts are in a frenzy, scorching and extraordinary.

Once on the bridge, Lin Jianguo still sat there like a dying old man, half-dead, holding a bowl of polluted water in his hands, drowsy.

However, when I saw Ye Ming's figure emerge from the dark fog in the distance, Lin Jianguo's muddy eyes suddenly opened, shining like bronze bells.

"It really is you, child!" Mrs. Meng's eyes widened, as if some people couldn't believe it.

Ye Ming was a little stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Jianguo stared at him intently for a while. Fang sighed, shook his head, and said, "I didn't expect you to come so quickly. What's wrong? What happened to your leg? You seem to be injured too?"

"It's alright, I had a few arguments with other people in the sunlight." Ye Ming hesitated for a moment before giving a vague explanation. He hadn't expected that the physical injuries would manifest in his soul; although he was floating now, his legs were limping as if he were in the world of the sun.

“It seems that when you go back, you’ll have to wait until your leg is healed so you won’t be seen as a cripple,” he said in a low voice.

"Mother-in-law, could you give me some kung fu so I can go back and practice my soul..." Ye Ming hesitated for a long time before finally revealing the purpose of his trip.

The old woman looked at him and said, "I have nothing on my body except this bowl of water in your hand. If you want it, go and take it."

Looking at the black, foul-smelling water in the bowl, Ye Ming said with disappointment, "If that's the case, can you tell me where I can get motivation?"

Meng Bo took back the bowl, smiled mysteriously, and said, "If you really want to achieve good results, why don't you cross this bridge and try your luck in the dark city before you? There, like the world, everything is for sale, just like money. I believe you won't miss anything."

"A city?" Ye Ming was excited upon hearing this. If there really was a place where he could sell things, he could immediately obtain the advantages he wanted and then hurry up and practice. However, after a while, he suddenly asked a terrible question.

“Mother-in-law, I forgot to burn one of my coins today. What should I buy with it?” As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Mengma’s hopeful eyes and said kindly, “Mother-in-law, could you lend me some first? I’ll pay you back tomorrow night.”

She shook her head warily and said, "The old man is very poor and has no money."

Ye Ming didn't believe him and continued begging: "Lend me some, I really forgot to bring any for tonight."

“I really don’t have any money. If I lied to you, I’d be a son of a bitch,” Mengo continued, shaking his head.

Ye Ming said helplessly, "How about doubling it tomorrow night?"

"No 137 coins"

"three times"

"I have no money."

Five times!

"I still don't have any money."

Ye Ming gritted his teeth and said, "I really will eat you up, how about ten times?"

"Deal!" Meng's eyes suddenly lit up. She happily took out a crumpled coin, quickly stuffed it into Ye Ming's hand, and said with a pained expression, "This is money that my old body is hard to save. You can't lend it to me. Remember, ten times... okay?"

Ye Ming looked at the familiar, abusive banknotes in his hand, and then at the woman in front of him. She found it both amusing and intriguing. She said, "So fast. It seems even the underworld has to stoop to money."

Main text: Volume 10

Chapter 230 Little Black Bear

“It seems these techniques may have to be given away in the future, but you can choose one for Liang Zhu.” Ye Tiancheng, his best friend, would not forget. Of course, Ye Tiancheng would not forget his parents either.

However, just as Ye Tiancheng's voice faded, the black bear lying on the ground showed contempt for the eyes that were looking at the idiot. Ye Tiancheng happened to notice this.

"What are you looking at, little black bear? Aren't you looking for a fight?"

The little black bear stood up, shook its head, raised its paw, pointed at the book in Ye Tiancheng's hand, then shook its paw and opened its mouth wide, spitting out a book that pointed at the book on the ground, and then at Ye Tiancheng.

Do you want me to read this book on the ground?

The little black bear nodded. Ye Tiancheng was suspicious and wanted to pick it up, but there was no black cub's saliva in the book, nor was there any mention of Ye Tiancheng going crazy.

Ye Tiancheng carefully examined the book that the little black bear had spat out. He didn't know who had written it, but the record in it was actually about the last thing that happened in France!

According to the above records, mortals are currently living in the late period of the Buddhist era. The late Buddhist period was a very special era. In this era, normal practice was impossible, and even normal practice was not feasible. Spiritual cultivation was possible, but it was certainly thousands of times more difficult than in the era when Taoism flourished. In the Taoist era, it might take a month or even a year just to begin cultivation. In the future, this path will be cut off.

Late France was not without its aura. On the contrary, Reiki was very abundant in late France. However, this was due to a change in the laws of nature. In other words, it was no longer permitted to practice.

Even if the practice is successful, there's no way to reach the upper limit, because the passage between the upper realm and the world is completely blocked. In the Daoist era, while immortality is possible, even if cultivation grants immortality, there will still be a period of drought. This is also a result of the changing rules of heaven and earth, but these rules haven't been abandoned or have an upper limit; they only apply to the world.

However, it's worth noting that there are special beings in the world, favored by heaven, who can still practice even in the late stages of the law. This is because they naturally emanate a special power of rules, which has little effect on them; its only function is to alter the entire law of heaven and earth to suit their own practice, making it only useful to themselves. But such a heavenly favorite is definitely not one among hundreds of millions. Clearly, the black bear, this guy seems to be. However, how does Ye Tiancheng see it, and why doesn't he think the black bear is any different? Not always a black panther, at most it can fly and breathe fire—is that so strange?

0 ······Requesting flowers····· ······

... .......

As for Ye Tiancheng himself, he categorized himself into a special group, but regardless of whether he was the darling of heaven, he couldn't be sure if he was the object of God's curse. Darling, let's forget about it.

Ye Tiancheng put several different books together, leaving the rest of the books where they were. Then he left and went back to his dormitory to sleep.

Ye Tiancheng woke up very early the next morning. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he went for a run. This was his first time. His roommate in the same bedroom was stunned. Was this the same nerd?

Ye Tiancheng ran towards the school, wanting to buy some food, but as soon as he reached the school gate, he saw that Liang Chu's nose was swollen, and he stumbled and walked towards the gate. However, upon seeing Ye Tiancheng, he immediately turned around and left.

Chapter 231 Falling Down

Ye Tiancheng rushed forward without saying a word: "How do you get back to a good place?" "Is this the son of a bitch?" Ye Tiancheng's face stung, his eyes flashing coldly. I dare to hit Ye Tiancheng's brother.

"Ye Tiancheng, I'm fine. I injured myself by accidentally falling." Liang Zhu turned her face away, pretending to be a cloud as she spoke.

"Peat fart. Fell? Who could fall on you like that? Now you've tripped and fallen for me, let me see how you fell." Ye Tiancheng glared at Liang Chu. If Liang Chu had said this before, Ye Tiancheng might have believed it, but now Ye Tiancheng certainly didn't believe it, because he had the right to not believe it.

"Is it because of Angelo?" Ye Tiancheng thought of what happened yesterday; only what happened yesterday could make that possible.

"Because I offended a gang last night." Liang Zhu lowered her head, not daring to look Ye Tiancheng in the eye.

“Peat can’t fart anymore. Yesterday, I sent you back to your dorm, you son of a bitch. Did you sleepwalk out? Liang Zhu, if you still think I’m a brother, tell me I’m a son of a bitch. Look up at me, look at me like a big guy.”

Liang Chu looked up, opened his mouth, and said, deeply moved, "Ye Tiancheng, thank you. You were right. That was yesterday, but not about Luo Luo. He didn't know about it. Ye Tiancheng, let go. Maybe you can help me remember my face, but you can't this time. No, buddy, look at you. We can't afford him. If you really go after him, you'll get tired of your parents."

Ye Tiancheng, his eyes wide with fear, asked, "Does it involve my parents? If he dares to trouble my parents, I'll make sure his whole family dies!"

Liang Zhu stared at his dead friend before him, as if seeing him for the first time. This man truly exuded a murderous spirit; was he really his own dead friend, Ye Tiancheng? He... seemed changed. He was different now.

“Ye Tiancheng, thank you, but you really can’t solve this problem. If he were just a thug, I would definitely go back there, but he’s not. His family’s power is no weaker than his own, maybe even stronger, you know?” Liang Chu was moved, but he didn’t want to involve Ye Tiancheng or his parents. This whole affair had left him feeling utterly worthless.

Ye Tiancheng turned to look at Liang Chu: "If I told you that you can't involve your parents instead of me, would you still let me go back to the fields?"

Liang Juyi was taken aback: "Go ahead, of course I know, but Ye Tiancheng, that's impossible."

"If I agree, I will give you 0... Why don't you believe me?"

"No, Ye Tiancheng is fair."

“It’s nothing. More than that. As your brother, I would never hurt you. All you need to know is that.”

"Ye Tiancheng, you've changed." After a moment of silence, Liang Chu looked at Ye Tiancheng and said in a deep voice.

"Yes. I've changed. But no matter how I change, I'll still be your best friend, Ye Tiancheng."

5.6 Liang Juyi laughed and said, "Yes, no matter how you change, you'll always be my good brother. Let's go beat that bastard up."

Ye Tiancheng smiled.

Half an hour later, Ye Tiancheng and Liang Chu, both second-year students in the Music Department at Yenching University, arrived at the classroom door. Ye Tiancheng called a student who had just walked out of the classroom.

"Hello, is this Yingluo's class?"

Student A nodded and said, "Yes."

Chapter 232 A Little Wary

"Who are you, looking for Lolo? What can I do for you?" Student A seemed a little wary. But he was suspicious of Ye Tiancheng and the two men's motives. One had a black nose, one had a swollen face, and the other wasn't dressed very well. Whoever thought these two were up to no good first...

“Don’t get me wrong, we’re Luo Luo’s friends. I don’t know if Ying Luo is here? If you’re here, brother, tell him what Liang Zhu’s relationship is with him.”

Student A looked Ye Tiancheng and his companion up and down, thinking that although they looked a bit like thugs, he didn't think they were bad people. He nodded and said, "She's here. I can call you, but I can't guarantee she'll come out."

"Thank you, I think she'll come out."

After student A entered, Liang Chu pulled Ye Tiancheng aside and whispered in his ear, "Ye Tiancheng, this matter has nothing to do with Luo." What do you want from her?

"Don't worry. I'm not here to cause trouble for Luo Luo. You seem very nervous. If I really came to cause trouble for her, what if I called you?" Ye Tiancheng turned his eyes and said, "Don't be so angry."

Liang Zhu, think about it. Ye Tiancheng really wanted to deal with Luo's troubles, so he would never ask him to do it himself.

"Why? It really is you, Liang Zhu. Ah, is Ye Tiancheng handsome too?" Luo Luo blinked curiously at Liang Chu and Ye Tiancheng.

Today, Lolo was wearing white knee-length pants, a gray short-sleeved T-shirt, and had two ponytails; she couldn't be described as purely cute. Liang Zhu was shocked by what she saw and heard.

"Huh? Liang Zhu, what happened to you? Your injuries?" Luo Luo was surprised to find that Liang Zhu was injured all over her body, and looked like she had been beaten up.

"Miss Ying, this isn't the place to talk. Let's go somewhere else, somewhere else, okay?" Ye Tiancheng looked around and noticed many eyes were fixed on them. It seemed many suitors were looking for Luo Luo.

"Okay, let's go to that pavilion over there."

"Yes"

Pegora.

"Ye Tiancheng, Liang Zhu, what's wrong with him? Is it because of me?"

Ye Tiancheng smiled and said, "Miss Ying seems to have encountered something like this before." Who hit this guy? But I think Miss Ying should know who it was, otherwise she already has a candidate.

Yingluo lowered her head and remained silent. Ye Tiancheng frowned and said, "Miss Ying, although I know this guy's feelings for you are just wishful thinking, a one-sided love," he was still defeated by you. Why, Miss, is this why you want to remain silent?