Chapter 12: Fang Yu's dilemma

If someone sees the front of a truck, they will be shocked and unable to close their mouths.
I saw a boy in school uniform, stretching out his right palm, with one hand in front of the truck.
From the depression of the front of the truck, we can see how powerful the collision was.
Fang Yu's face was calm, and he glanced down at his shoes.
After rubbing more than ten meters on the ground, the soles of the canvas shoes he was wearing had disappeared.
However, if Fang Yu didn't wear shoes, what happened just now was not a collision, but an explosion.
Fang Yu has been refining for a full 1,500 years, and his body has long since reached the point where King Kong is not damaged. A truck crashed into it, but it was actually no different from crashing into a mountain.
Fang Yu had already noticed the existence of this truck and saw that the person sitting in the driving seat was Da Biao who had met yesterday.
Fang Yu was hit deliberately.
Because, in this way, he has reason to fight back in self-defense.
"Boom!"
Fang Yu pushed forward with his right hand, and the ten-ton truck retreated several meters.
Fang Yu walked to the door of the truck driver's seat and stretched out his hand.
"Crack!"
The driving door was forcibly opened by Fang Yu.
Da Biao was sitting in the driving position, still twisting the steering wheel hysterically and stepping on the accelerator.
But the power system of the truck has failed.
"How is this possible!?" Dabiao's brain went blank when Fang Yu appeared alive.
What happened in this minute was beyond his knowledge.
A person was hit by a heavy truck moving at full speed, and he was unharmed, and forced to stop the truck by force alone?
Is this human?
This is what happens in movie novels, right?
"The car has broken down."
Fang Yu's voice pulled Da Biao back to reality.
"You, you want...Ah!" Before Da Biao finished speaking, Fang Yu held his head and slammed on the steering wheel.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was a muffled noise, accompanied by Da Biao's screams.
Fang Yu saw the intercom in the passenger seat, picked it up, and pressed the call button.
Three seconds later, He Wencheng's voice sounded: "Da Biao, things are done? I have arranged for brother to meet you..."
Fang Yu did not speak, but continued to smash Dabiao's head.
Da Biao's screams were transmitted to the other side through the intercom.
He Wencheng stunned for a while, then shouted: "What's the matter? Da Biao! What happened?"
Da Biao was smashed into blood, and his screams became weaker and weaker until he fainted.
Fang Yu picked up the intercom, He Wencheng was still shouting.
"Come here within 20 minutes, you still have a rescue. Otherwise, prepare to collect his body." Fang Yu said lightly and turned off the intercom.
Fang Yu looked at the Da Biao without a trace of waves in his eyes.
After solving Da Biao, Fang Yu jumped from the truck and saw the beautiful teacher in a daze at the back.
He knows this beauty.
She is the English teacher of the key class next door, Ding Ran.
Because of her outstanding appearance, Ding Ran is very famous in Jianghai Middle School, and she is the perfect goddess in the minds of many boys.
Fang Yu met Ding Ran several times in the corridor, and at the same time heard of Ding Ran countless times in the mouth of the boys in the class.
Why is she here? Did she see what happened just now?
Fang Yu frowned slightly and stepped forward.
"Same, classmate, are you... okay?" Ding Ran opened his little cherry mouth, and his big shiny eyes were full of disbelief.
"Teacher Ding, you are offended." Fang Yu stretched out a finger and tapped Ding Ran's forehead.
Ding Ran trembled suddenly, and his eyes became hollow.
"Go home, just sleep." Fang Yu said.
Come back home?
Ding Ran fixedly looked at Fang Yu, and two seconds later, she stepped forward and crossed the zebra crossing.
Fang Yu used a small spell on Ding Ran.
This technique is very simple and basically only has an effect on mortals.
Not surprisingly, Ding Ran would sleep for a while after returning home. After waking up, she would no longer have the memory of just now. Even if she had a little memory, she would only treat it as a dream.
After Ding Ran left, Fang Yu looked around and found two surveillance cameras near the intersection.
The camera recorded everything that happened just now.
After thinking about it, Fang Yu took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hey, Xiao Jiang, it's me. Do me a favor..."
...
Fang Yu returned to the yard and was about to go upstairs, but Yu Yueyue ran out of her house and took Fang Yu's hand.
"Brother Fang Yu, my mother came back this morning. I told her about the incident two days ago. She said she wanted to thank you. Let's eat at our house tonight."
"Okay, I haven't tasted Aunt Wang's cooking in a long time." Fang Yu readily agreed.
Regarding eating, he will not refuse anytime.
Yu Yueyue's mother is called Wang Yan, and she is a beautiful woman with very good cooking skills.
As early as when Yueyue was ten years old, Wang Yan divorced Yu Chengye, who was addicted to gambling, and assumed the responsibility of raising Yu Yueyue alone.
"Xiao Yu, sit down for a while, and I'll make the food soon." Wang Yan put on her apron, poked her head out in the kitchen, and Fang Yu smiled.
"It's okay, not in a hurry. It's just that I'm here to Cengfan again and trouble Aunt Wang for you." Fang Yu said.
"What's the trouble! I've heard Yueyue say it, if it wasn't you who helped me that night..." At this point, Wang Yan's face was a bit ugly, she bit her lip and didn't go on.
"I'll cook first, you have a cup of tea." Wang Yan said.
"Huh? Brother Fang Yu, why didn't you wear shoes?" Yu Yueyue suddenly found Fang Yu barefoot and asked curiously.
"I stepped on a stone just now, knocked the sole of my shoe torn, and simply threw it away," Fang Yu said.
"Did you step on both feet?" Yu Yueyue asked with her eyes wide open.
"Yes, I haven't had much luck recently, and I always encounter bad luck." Fang Yu sighed lightly and said sincerely.
"Touch your head, I'll give you some luck." Yu Yueyue stretched out her hand and gently touched Fang Yu's head.
A few minutes later, Wang Yan brought the dishes to the table, a total of four dishes and one soup.
Of course, Wang Yan’s culinary skills need not be said. Fang Yu has always believed that her culinary skills are no less than many hotel chefs.
During the meal, although Wang Yan talked and laughed, Fang Yu found sadness hidden in her eyes.
Fang Yu was very willing to help Wang Yan because Wang Yan invited him to dinner, but if Wang Yan didn't say it, he would not deliberately ask.
After dinner, Fang Yu returned to the second floor.
In addition to a small living room in his house, there are two rooms, one is a bedroom, and the other is a room for sundries.
When passing by the sundries room, Fang Yu smelled the fragrance of medicine, and suddenly remembered what Tang Xiaorou asked today.
In the sundries room, piled up with medicinal materials brought back from the northwest and planted by Xia Xiuzhi outside the thatched room.
These herbs are all extremely rare varieties, and many of them have disappeared from the market.
It can be said that these herbs are truly invaluable.
But Fang Yu threw them in the trash room like a pile of rubbish. If Xia Xiuzhi knew that Fang Yu treated him like this, he would vomit blood with anger.
"The medicinal materials that can't be found in the prescription, UU reading www.uukanshu.com should have them here?" Fang Yu looked at the herbs in the sundries room and thought.
No matter what, help people to the end, let alone the Tang family even paid.
"Let the chick come and fetch it tomorrow."
In the middle of the night, Fang Yu was lying on the bed, with his eyes open, thinking about some questions.
Cultivating to his level, it is quite difficult to move forward. Although it is only the Qi Refining Period, it is also the ninth and eighth hundredth level.
As early as two thousand years ago, Fang Yu couldn't just cultivate his mind and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation.
If he wants to break through the layers, he can only rely on other methods. In the last two thousand years, Fang Yu's most efficient method was to swallow the inner alchemy of the monster beast.
With this method, he broke through from five thousand layers to nine thousand layers during the refining period.
But now, with the weakening of the aura on the earth, there are fewer and fewer monsters that can survive. In the past 100 years, Fang Yu has only found a handful of them.
Now, his cultivation has completely stagnated, and he has been stuck on the 9th 832th floor for a long time.
Fang Yu believes that as long as he can break through the ninety-ninth floor of the Qi Refining Period and reach the 10,000th floor, he will be able to enter the foundation building period.
At that time... his ultimate dream of practicing for thousands of years will be realized.
But I didn't think that when he was not far from the 10,000th floor, the monster beasts on the earth were almost extinct...
Now, he either finds other efficient cultivation methods, or he can only search for the few monsters left in the world.
"Forget it, I don't want to, anyway, I have a lot of time, take it easy." Fang Yu thought.
Fang Yu closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
But at this moment, he heard a depressed sob from downstairs.