Yang Mo's face was indifferent, he took the wooden sword and saluted, Lao Li nodded, Yang Mo turned around and walked to the field, returned to his seat and sat down, no one can ignore him anymore, because he defeated the older generation of Korean kendo masters, and he is also one of the strongest people in the field, even if he is so young.
It is precisely because he is so young that his achievements in the future will be stronger.
"Okay, Yang Mo, I didn't expect you to be so strong, if the master knew, I don't know what to be happy about."
Senior Brother looked at Yang Mo excitedly and said.
"Hmm."
Yang Mo looked ahead and replied lightly.
As soon as the senior brother saw Yang Mo's performance, he immediately realized that he was not mistaken, Yang Mo at this moment was the same as before he was eighteen years old, it can be seen from the loneliness on his body, at least this morning's Yang Mo did not have this huge sense of loneliness, completely detached from the deep darkness of the world.
Senior Brother stopped talking, he knew that even if he said a flower, Yang Mo would not take a second look.
Yang Mo doesn't have a split personality, right?
Yang Mo himself studied psychology, and even if he had, he would have solved it a long time ago.
With Yang Mo and Lao Li Zhuyu in front, all the discussions after that became meaningless, so the originally planned exchange meeting ended hastily, after taking photos, when people smiled and said polite words to each other, Yang Mo had quietly disappeared, and when everyone reacted and was ready to look, Yang Mo had already returned to the car, started the car, drove out of the garage quickly, and galloped away on the highway.
Guo Xiao and Wu Yunqing walked to Senior Brother and said softly, "Senior Brother Zhang, Yang Mo." ” "Don't worry, if it was Yang Mo we saw when we first came to South Korea, I would still be a little worried, if it was Yang Mo who looked like that just now, then there would be no need for others to worry."
Senior Brother said calmly.
The two thought about it and nodded secretly, yes, the Yang Mo they knew never had to worry about others.
The Chinese exchange mission stayed in South Korea for only one night and returned home the next day.
Seoul is very close to Chungju, Yang Mo hurried all the way back home, lying on the sofa on his back, he wanted to fall asleep like this, his eyes kept fighting, and he was about to fall asleep, he pinched his thighs suddenly, sat up, led Xiao Hei to Zheng's house, and rang the doorbell.
"Click" The door opened, Zheng's father walked out in slippers, he didn't see anyone at first sight, he leaned out and looked around, and found Yang Mo leaning against the door asleep.
"Yang Mo, Yang Mo wake up, why did you fall asleep at the door of my house?"
Father Zheng woke up Yang Mo and asked, from the time the doorbell rang to the time he opened the door and came out, it was only two or three minutes, and Yang Mo had already fallen asleep.
"Uncle."
Yang Mo, who woke up, bowed to Zheng's father, and then said, "Have you been free in the last few days?"
” "Free, what's wrong?"
Father Zheng asked suspiciously.
"I may have something to do in one or two days, and I don't have time to take care of Xiao Hei, so I want you to take care of it, I don't know if it's convenient?"
Father Zheng took a serious look at Yang Mo, and found that his face was full of tiredness, his eyelids drooped, and occasionally he could see his eyebrows raised, and he was trying to open his eyes, he couldn't help but ask with some worry: "Yang Mo, are you okay, you look sleepy." ” "It's okay, just get some sleep, I wonder if my uncle can help me take care of Xiao Hei?"
Yang Mo is now eager to sleep, it is not without a price for his strength to rise before, and it is good to be eager to sleep now, although he doesn't know what the consequences will be after sleeping, but he knows that even if he can't help but sleep, he will not be able to bear it in the end, and he will eventually lie down.
"Yes, yes, you go back to sleep first, I don't know what you did last night, you will be trapped like this, don't worry, I will take care of Xiao Hei, just sleep in peace."
Even if it is not his own son, after getting along for so long, Zheng's father also has a certain understanding of Yang Mo, and his perception of Yang Mo is still good, now that Yang Mo is not in the right state, he can't help but worry, and immediately responded to Yang Mo's request, and Xiao Hei has been in his house for a long time, and his family likes it very much.
"Thank you, uncle."
Yang Mo bowed, and then walked towards home slowly, Father Zheng looked at Yang Mo with worry.
"Eh, be careful!"
Father Zheng saw Yang Mo stumbling and was about to fall to the ground, so he couldn't help but run over to help him, but Yang Mo's body was like a tumbler, but he just stood up miraculously when he shook under his feet.
"Huh, I'm scared to death, this won't work, I'll send you back."
Father Zheng let out a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but pick up Yang Mo and walk forward.
Yang Mo's consciousness was about to be drowned in endless sleepiness, but he fought hard and persevered until he got home, and when Zheng's father went back, Yang Mo officially lay on his back on the sofa and began to fall into a deep sleep.
Yang Mo slept for two days and two nights, and when he woke up, it was already afternoon, and Xiujing hadn't come back yet, but the TV series would start filming in a few days, and it was estimated that it would be soon.
After sleeping for two days and two nights, he could no longer find the black fog that had penetrated into his body, and the wisp of black fog that had always haunted him seemed to have never appeared, and disappeared in his body cleanly, and he could no longer detect it.
However, his state has also recovered, and he no longer has the feeling of seeing his surroundings as if he was nothing, but he feels that his strength has not decreased, and he can remember what happened before after a little recall, which shows that his state at that time was not a short-term burst like a control mode, but really gained those strengths.
Yang Mo was thinking about something, when he suddenly bent down holding his stomach, a huge hunger rushed over, like a surging flood, constantly washing his nerves, making him feel his strength leave little by little, he raised his arm and looked at it, and it was obvious that his arm had shrunk a lot.
He braced himself up, but found that his arms did not have much strength at all, as if his consciousness had occupied the body of a child, and his heart was weak.
After a lot of effort, Yang Mo moved from the sofa to the floor, pulled out the drawer of the coffee table, thank you Zheng Xiujing, if she didn't like to eat snacks, Yang Mo would have died here today.
Yang Mo took out the chocolates in the drawer and stuffed them into his mouth one by one, he didn't eat them too quickly, and it was useless to put them in his mouth, because his mouth was thirsty, and it was very laborious to melt the chocolate, so he could only chew it slowly little by little, and then swallow it hard.
It seems that the price of the surge in strength is not just a good night's sleep, but also the need for energy, Yang Mo couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, fortunately, he woke up early, otherwise he would really die of sleep, at that time, tsk.
First of all, he got some energy to ensure his life supply, Yang Mo slowly moved to the kitchen, poured a large glass of water, and then continued to eat, because he hadn't eaten for a long time, plus he didn't know if his stomach had also been degraded, so Yang Mo didn't dare to eat too much, but he just felt something in his abdomen, and his body and spirit gradually recovered, so he stopped eating.
Now he is very curious about his appearance, he will not just thin his arms, and he doesn't know what his face has become thin, and he will not become a skeleton!
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Yang Mo pushed open the door of the bathroom on the second floor with excitement, and then propped his hands on the bath table, looking at himself in the mirror blankly, with an uncertain expression.
"Am I a ****?"
Yang Mo couldn't help but ask, the person in the mirror was thin like a lightning bolt, although it was not as exaggerated as a skeleton, but he was now a little skeptical that he could win her by playing seesaw with Xiujing now, he was like a spider with slender limbs, his cheeks were collapsed, his eyes were sunken, the ribs on his chest were very conspicuous, the thickness of his limbs was almost close to Xiujing, and those two glowing eyes made him look like a monster.
It's a shame that no one is by their side, otherwise they would have been stunned, watching Yang Mo slowly deflated like a balloon, and there was nothing they could do.
Anyway, Yang Mo survived.
I don't know what Xiujing has been doing outside these days.
Yang Mo moved out of the bathroom, turned on his mobile phone and looked at the news, Zheng Xiujing, as an idol, will always have some reports when she goes out to run the itinerary.
"Poof, why didn't I go!"
Yang Mo saw the photo of Zheng Xiujing on his mobile phone, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, "But I also earned it." ” Yang Mo thought of his harvest this time, and suppressed the regret of not seeing Zheng Xiujing's stunning makeup this time.
The encounter in the white world is something that can be encountered but not sought, and it is rare to experience it once, and Yang Mo feels that it is completely worth it.
Now there is a very important thing, that is, snacks are not meals, it is impossible to completely replace meals to become a source of energy gain, Yang Mo flipped through his mobile phone and found a shop that sells porridge, although he often cooks at home, but he still knows how to order takeout, selected a few servings of porridge, Yang Mo began to get dressed, and walked outside.
Due to the very strong physical deficit, Yang Mo took a step to rest, rested on the stone bench in the yard for a while, and the takeaway arrived, and the Korean takeaway paid great attention to time, usually twenty or thirty minutes, that is to say, Yang Mo moved for about ten minutes after such a little road.
The takeaway brother rang the doorbell, then stood at the door and waited, occasionally peeking inside, and found Yang Mo who was slowly moving over, but the grid of the courtyard gate was very dense, and he couldn't see it clearly, he could only see a person in the yard slowly moving, it looked like.
Zombies in the movies!
The more the takeaway brother thought about it, the more frightened he became, and kept clenching his fists and wandering at the door, this time was very long, it was indeed very long, Yang Mo moved from the stone bench to the courtyard gate for five minutes, and then opened the door with a "click", revealing that terrifying face.
"Where's the takeout?"
"Ahh Zombies!
” ps: I can't stand this protagonist anymore, I must change his personality