Tu Yaning said first: “I’ll practice boxing.”
Jiang Shou: “What a coincidence, so am I.”
The two looked at each other again and almost said in unison, “Sparring?”
Hearing each other’s voices, fighting spirit appeared in the eyes of the two teenagers.
Later there was a scene of the two of them discussing and fighting, and Xie Lang arrived after discovering that Tu Yaning was not there and secretly ignored Tu Yaning’s warning.
After listening to Jiang Shou’s two-day experience, Mi August asked him, “You just came back from the deck. How do you feel about the concentration of spiritual poison in your body now?”
Jiang Shou said: “Generally, I don’t deliberately absorb spiritual energy for cultivation, so the impact is not big.”
Mi August: “Try nursery rhymes.”
Jiang Shou was surprised. Did August really not know the magic of nursery rhymes? He didn’t ask for an explanation, but just took out the nursery rhymes carefully stored in his sleeve pocket as Mi August said.
A half-dog face emerged from the shadow dog’s head under his feet, and its eyes widened to peek at the content of the nursery rhyme.
Mi August kicked him lightly.
The dog’s head shrank back in despair.
Zuo Si next door was allowed to scold the coward in his heart, but he did not order it to show up again.
Jiang Shou read the nursery rhymes carefully, while Mi August watched his changes carefully.
Jiang Shou was seen looking nervous, his brows and eyes were furrowed, sweat appeared on his forehead soon, and his face turned red visibly.
Mi August thought his change was due to the nursery rhymes at first, but soon he noticed that the boy’s eyes were twitching and wandering, clearly unable to concentrate on something.
She was a little confused, then took a closer look at Jiang Shou, and then she understood the reason for Jiang Shou’s embarrassment.
Mi August calmly looked away and asked as if he didn’t know, “How is it?”
Jiang Shou took a peek at her, put on a calm expression and said, “Maybe it’s because we just finished a fight and it’s a little difficult to get into concentration.”
Mi August shook his head, “It doesn’t matter, it’s getting late.”
Hearing that she was leaving, Jiang Shou stood up to see her off, and then gave her the nursery rhyme paper in his hand.
Mi August didn’t answer, “This is useful to you, so just keep it.”
Jiang Shou said seriously, “No! Such a precious thing…”
Mi August smiled.