From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - C.409 - : 189 Closing One’s Eyes (Second Watch)

Chapter 409: 189 Closing One’s Eyes (Second Watch)

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At this moment, he truly felt the meaning of being alive.

It was the happiness of taste buds being conquered by delicious food, the satisfaction of the stomach being filled with food, the little girl calling him “Brother Shiba” in every sentence, and the gentle and caring gaze of the woman across from him…

Thirteen once told him that WT was their belief, and the so-called belief was the lifelong pursuit, the unyielding dedication to shed blood and sacrifice without regret.

He wanted to refute, but was left speechless.

Here and now, he understood that his belief was freedom.

The night was getting darker.

All the children were asleep, and Shiba was squatting in the living room, cleaning up the mess.

Ming Chen had been pestering him to play with puzzles, and Shiba could complete the most complex Lego blocks in the shortest time, which caused Ming Chen to scream continuously, and even Ming Ti couldn’t help but look at him in admiration.

Shiba carefully packed the Lego blocks, one by one, into the box.

Ming Jing came down from upstairs, and Shiba looked up at her, put down the Lego blocks, and stood up.

“Come with me.”

Shiba followed Ming Jing out the door.

The elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor of the same building, with two households per floor. Ming Jing walked to the west household and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

The house was huge, with painted walls but no furniture, making the living room seem vast and empty.

There were no lights on in the room, only the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window providing a faint glow.

As soon as Shiba closed the door, a strong wind came from behind him. He immediately raised his hand to block it, but his opponent’s fingers gripped the seven inches of his arm bone. The fingers felt like steel needles, causing pain in every inch they passed. Shiba’s face twisted slightly, and he used the Black Tiger Stealing Heart move to strike directly at his opponent’s vital point. Suddenly, a flash of white light appeared before his eyes, like a white lotus blooming in the dark night, floating softly over his head, hooking his outstretched right hand with her right foot, and her other foot pointed at his heart. Shiba’s chest boiled with blood and energy, and he was thrown out like a kite, crashing heavily to the ground. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

The girl landed gracefully, her white skirt dancing, reaching her ankles. The silver lotus on her feet emitted a faint glow under the moonlight.

Shiba looked at her in astonishment, the girl standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a crescent moon hanging, her figure pure and ethereal, as if she were an immortal.

“Your foundation is decent, but your speed is lacking. In order to overpower your enemy, you must be fast and unstoppable.”

“In a battle of masters, one second can mean life or death.”

Shiba got up, looking at her in confusion: “How can I train to achieve such speed?”

“Concentration,” Ming Jing said indifferently. “When Ziyi sat through the night with a candle, his gaze never wavered, nor did his knees move. With a heart free of distractions, one can achieve the unity of heaven and humanity.”

Shiba nodded vaguely in understanding.

“To develop concentration, meditate in the morning and evening, letting go of all worries and focusing on the present moment. Even if the mountains crumble and the earth shatters, remain as immovable as a mountain.”

Shiba asked, “How did you do that arm technique earlier?” His arm was still numb, truly impressive.

“The human body has twelve main meridians, eight extraordinary meridians, and fourteen meridian points divided into fifty-two single points, three hundred double points, fifty extraordinary points, totaling seven hundred and twenty points. Among them, there are 108 key points, divided into fatal and non-fatal points. There are four levels of soft numbness, dizziness, light and heavy points, and nine points in four levels, totaling thirty-six death points.”

“When Baihui is knocked to the ground, one cannot return home, when Zhangmen is hit, nine out of ten people die, Taiyang and Yamen will inevitably lead to the underworld, the spine cannot be connected without bones, and below the knee is imminent death. By mastering the eight extraordinary meridians and the essential points, defeating and controlling the enemy can be as easy as a mantis shaking a tree.”

Although her words were filled with killing intent, they sounded gentle and unhurried when spoken from her mouth, like a refreshing spring breeze.

“Will you teach me?” Shiba had only seen it in the martial arts novels that Thirteen had hidden, never expecting that such skills truly existed.

Ming Jing turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window: the view from the eighteenth floor was unique.

“Life is like the moon, with its waxing and waning, gains and losses. What will you exchange with me?”

Shiba lowered his head and thought, seemingly making a difficult decision. After a long time, he said solemnly so.

“I believe you are my redemption.”

“For freedom, for loyalty.”

“Once uttered, even a galloping horse cannot catch up.”

Under the bright moonlight, the girl smiled gently.

“From now on, this place will be your home.”

Last year, Elder Theodore Shelby celebrated his seventieth birthday, and Shen Zhou held a low-key celebration.

Those who wanted to butter up and flatter him left disappointed.

This year, on the contrary, they were preparing for a grand and extravagant event that did not conform to Shen Zhou’s usual style, so everyone speculated what meaning Shen Zhou’s actions held.