Chapter 10: Urination

The boy paid no attention to the duck, but instead lifted the entire infant girl in his arms towards the sky

What exactly do you want to say? Why are you nodding and shaking your head at the same time

Although this duck seemed to want to inquire about just how low this young man's intelligence was, it ultimately restrained itself and said: "Your master? Who is your master?"

Still saying no? Extend your hand over here

The little girl curled up among the pile of clothes, her lower body damp, with some brownish-green droppings on the swaddling. In the cold wind, she curled up even tighter, appearing utterly helpless, like a glow that could be extinguished at any moment.

Where does your master live

The duck shook its wings and said with annoyance: "Forget it, just call me Duck. The first one? That name doesn't sound like a name at all. I just find you very interesting. Well, to be precise, I find it quite amusing how you lost this time. You are so strong, how could you be so foolish? How could such mindless words deceive you? And what about... overcoming oneself? Quack quack quack quack!"

Duck: "It means a shortened lifespan. Fortunately, you have only practiced for three years, and it seems you still have fifteen years to live, at most not exceeding eighteen years. By the time you are thirty-four, you will be doomed."

She urinated

Since you do not know, let me be the one to tell you first. The so-called thought entity is ... ...

Saying this, he nodded and sat down again, holding the little baby girl in his arms. The duck also waddled over in front of him and plopped down.

I do not know either. The master comes to teach me when he wants to, and after the lesson, he leaves

The boy's face showed no anger; he simply continued to maintain a serious expression and said, "I have been quite foolish since I was young. My master also said I could be quite foolish. I admit that I am indeed foolish, and it is quite normal for me to be deceived by others"

The young boy shook his head and adjusted the little girl in his arms, lifting her up slightly again

This indeed made the duck feel somewhat strange, and it asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

The young boy pouted, appearing quite helpless. At that moment, he looked around while holding the little girl and directly stepped forward, walking out of the alley.

These chills may not mean much to the young boy and the duck... However, for this little girl...

Wuwuwu... Waaahーーーーー

The young boy turned his head and saw a house nearby that had also been reduced to ruins. Quite by chance, some clothes hanging in the yard had remarkably not been blown down. He hurried inside, tore off a few pieces of clothing to drape over himself. Then, he took several clean garments and spread them on the ground, unwrapping the swaddling of the infant girl in his arms once more

The young man appeared increasingly difficult to understand, furrowing his brow as he asked, "Yes, many people keep talking about the 'Nian Ti,' but I don't know what 'Nian Ti' actually is. Also, I have never complained about my life being too long, have I?"

The duck let out a sound and retracted its wings: "Indeed. To forcibly expand one's reserve of psychic energy without awakening the psychic body, and to release it purely through external projection instead of consuming it via the psychic body, you are not only shortening your lifespan, but it is also against the natural order!"

A faintly powerless cry finally escaped from the little girl's lips

The young man shook his head even more.

The young man first shook his head, but then nodded slightly. However, after some contemplation, he seemed to start shaking his head again, yet ultimately felt that nodding was indeed the correct response

The duck extended one of its wings, and the young boy, somewhat bewildered, reached out an arm from beneath the infant girl and offered it to the duck

What happened

The duck's neck stretched out once again, and it asked strangely: "Has your master really never taught you what 'Nian Ti' is?"

When the wind blows, it sways slightly heavily in the air

The young man shook his head

What is the relationship between the mind and mental power

Her pair of small eyebrows is also slightly furrowed

The young man said: "Three years. I started practicing when I was thirteen years old"

The first duck. Or you may call me the first one. Please emphasize my identity as the first. Among all the ducks, I am the one and only king of ducks, I am the true drake who has become the king of ducks. Simply calling me a duck diminishes my status.

The young boy lowered his head and glanced at the slightly damp area of his shirt, then turned his head to look at the little infant again

The young man smiled slightly, rubbed the back of his head, and said, "Well... isn't there still eighteen years left? It feels like a long time. I won't die anytime soon. By the way, what exactly do you mean by the so-called 'thought body' that you keep mentioning?"

Seeing the duck looking at him with such a disdainful gaze, the young man truly felt a sense of being utterly defeated

The duck walked over, jumped up, and stood beside the little girl. It lowered its head and gently tapped the little girl's head with its long beak, saying: "What are you planning to do with this little one?"

The duck's wings rested upon the youth's pulse; after a thorough examination, it retracted its wings and said: "How many years have you been practicing that... innate mysterious demonic skill?"

I do not know, a master is simply a master

However, this young man has at least one advantage, which is that he is quite foolish. He cannot comprehend these principles, and if he cannot understand them, then there is no need to think about them, isn't that sufficient

It is now late at night, yet in the distance, the direction of the Qian residence remains brightly lit.

The young man listened, nodded slightly, and simultaneously let out a sound of "oh".

The hem of the swaddling blanket is damp

Finally, this duck raised its wings and flapped its own head. It was completely desperate regarding this foolish young man before it. What kind of master would teach their disciple in such a manner? Could it be that this young man is the sworn enemy of its master, destined to be tormented like this?

Then ... ... the duck

The young man nodded slightly: "Oh, the first one. What do you want to talk to me about now?"

The duck stared with wide eyes, looking at the young man in disbelief. After a moment of shock, it finally exclaimed: "How can you know nothing at all? Those guys who fought against you said that you haven't even awakened your psychic body yet. How can you dare to possess such strong psychic power without having awakened your psychic body? Are you tired of living and want to overdraw a bit of your life, is that right?"

It seems very uncomfortable, and before long, finally...

The duck thought that perhaps it should show some kindness and impart some knowledge. However, just as it began to speak, the young man over there suddenly froze, and immediately stood up.

A question mark once again appeared on the boy's face: "Shortened lifespan?"

At night, even though it is still considered summer, the evening breeze can still bring a touch of coolness