Early the next morning, Zhang Qingyun did his morning homework, had breakfast, and went out carrying the futon.

"Drink... spit..."

As soon as I opened the door, a mouthful of thick phlegm fell in front of my feet.

A young man blocked one nostril with one hand and shook away the heavy snot from both nostrils. He didn't realize that he was almost causing trouble, so he walked forward. He walked hurriedly, as if in a hurry, and he didn't know if he was trying to avoid being cursed by others.

"You...why are you so disgusting?"

Zhang Qingyun frowned and did not curse out of self-cultivation, but some people were not used to this problem of his.

The young woman who was eating steamed buns while walking suddenly lost her appetite. Because the young man just now had runny nose, some of it landed on her shoes.

"Can't you just put it in a paper towel and throw it in the trash can?"

The woman was disgusted and angry: "It's really uncivilized."

"What's wrong, who are you calling uncivilized?"

The young man came back again, and he was so arrogant that he even had his eyebrows drawn and put on elaborate makeup. This young man had a bad temper. Although he was a little thin and short, he was not timid at all when facing women: "You

Why is there so much fragrance spraying out of your mouth?"

Looking at this man whose makeup is more exquisite than hers, the woman is even more disgusted.

He has the body of a man but the heart of a woman.

The behavior was uncivilized and he sprayed feces all over the floor.

If this young man comes back from a trip to Thailand, she will despise him for embarrassing his female compatriots: "My pet dog knows how to go to the bathroom to poop."

Are you fierce?

Is this girl afraid of you?

The man was even more unfazed and puffed out his dry chest: "Who are you talking about? Are you saying that I am not as good as a dog? Or are you saying that I vomit and poop?"

When a man and a woman quarreled, even though time was urgent, some office workers still stopped to take a look, and finally left in a hurry. As for those who helped, they didn't have much time.

"You admitted it yourself. I just said that my pet dog knows how to be hygienic. You just copied it and compared yourself to a dog. Who do you blame?"

Women don't have time to quarrel here. Otherwise, if they quarrel, how can women be afraid of men?

She has to go to work and doesn't have much time. She also has to squeeze into the bus and subway...

But the man has plenty of time. He is a barber in a hair salon, so he is not afraid of going early or late: "Don't go, please speak clearly. Who did you scold just now?"

"Young man, you have to be merciful and merciful. My little girl doesn't want to argue anymore, so why are you trying to hold me back?"

An old man selling breakfast couldn't stand it anymore: "Besides, it was you who was at fault in the first place. Spitting and shaking your nose are just uncivilized."

"Is it related to you?"

The young man tilted his head: "My parents can't control me no matter what I do. Who do you think you are?"

"I will never buy your breakfast again. You are not a good old man."

The young man watched the woman walk away, but still refused to let her go. He chased her directly: "Don't leave. Speak clearly. Who did you scold just now? My father doesn't dare to offend me now. How dare you scold me?"

have to?

This young man who has never been severely beaten by society thinks that you are not afraid of your father and that everyone in the world is afraid of you?

The old man selling breakfast shook his head: "The young people today are incredible. Not to mention, this young man threatened me, old man. You seem to have never bought me breakfast, okay?"

Zhang Qingyun glanced at the thick mouth of phlegm at his feet. The young man was spitting while chasing the woman, and frowned: "It was only half a centimeter away, and it landed on Pindao's feet..."

How disgusting...

Even if you swallow your own phlegm, you won't feel sick, but someone else's phlegm will make you sick just by looking at it.

"Young people, if you don't get a lesson, you don't know the dangers of society."

Making secrets with both hands, Zhang Qingyun smiled and said: "Pindao likes to educate people the most."

The fingerprints traveled through the void and landed on the young man.

The young man didn't realize it at all and grabbed the woman's arm...

However, at this moment, the entire pedestrian street was filled with snot and spit from the young man, as if time had gone back and suddenly appeared in the mouth of the young man who had just opened his mouth to scold the woman...

His mouth was too small to hold it, and his mouth was filled with yellow-green snot and disgusting phlegm...

The young man was stunned, the woman was stunned, and the pedestrians who turned to see the two of them arguing were stunned.

"vomit..."

The woman whose arm was being pulled easily broke free from the young man's hand, ran a few steps, squatted on the ground and began to retching.

Among those pedestrians, eight out of ten were women. At this time, there was no distinction between men and women. They squatted on the ground and retched: "vomit..."

Disgusting!

The man's face changed, his eyes were full of surprise, and then he felt unspeakable discomfort.

"spit..."

I spit out a lot of phlegm and mucus from my nose, but there was still a lot of it on my face.

The strange thing is that just after the young man spit it out, the phlegm and mucus came back before they hit the ground, filling the man's mouth...

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

Is there any reason to return something that has been vomited out?

"vomit..."

Many people were squatting on the ground and retching.

How disgusting!

"vomit..."

The young man also vomited, and all the food he had eaten the night before was vomited out, leaving filth all over the floor.

But... the young man had just vomited, and the dirt was all over the floor, and it returned to the man's mouth and stomach...

The young man's face was full of fear. He originally noticed that there were not many people here, but he was attracted by the people vomiting in half the street. Someone was eating breakfast and suddenly vomited: "vomit..."

Zhang Qingyun shuddered and quietly closed the door that had just been opened to allow one person to walk out: "The only person who can disgust the whole street is this young man who loves makeup."

Zhang Qingyun also felt his stomach churn: "I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore."

The function of this talisman requires young people to take care of their own hygiene. Only when these filth go to the right place will they stop. Otherwise... it will just continue like this over and over again.

"It's better now. I will never forget this lesson for the rest of my life."

When he arrived at the backyard, Zhang Qingyun practiced and carried the exercises for a while before suppressing the discomfort in his heart.

Carrying the futon and walking out of the Taoist temple again, Zhang Qingyun found that there were almost no pedestrians on the street. There was only one sanitation worker, frowning, cleaning the dirty floor...

"Why..."

Zhang Qingyun was a little ashamed: "It was the sanitation worker who punished the young man and finally suffered everything."

Kneading with one hand, a breeze blew by. When the sanitation workers didn't notice, the ground was covered with filth, and Zhang Qingyun sent it into the trash can.

"Huh?"

The sanitation worker was an aunt. The sanitation worker she was familiar with originally had resigned or was transferred. The aunt was a little surprised: "The floor was full of filth just now, why is it so clean now?"

There are no more plastic bags, no more cigarette butts, no more dust...

Now even if the manager takes the measuring tool and uses a brush to clean the dust and weigh it, I'm afraid he won't be able to sweep out even a tiny bit of dust.

As soon as Zhang Qingyun sat down, a familiar figure appeared: "Taoist Priest..."

Looking up and looking at Wang Zi in front of him, Zhang Qingyun frowned: "Where did you come from?"

Just now at the end of the street, Zhang Qingyun did not see Wang Zi's figure.

Wang Zi pointed to the back door of the community: "Where did I come from?"

Zhang Qingyun didn't delve into why Wang Zi came out of the community. He really didn't pay attention to the back door of the community just now. Looking at Wang Zi, Wang Zi saw Zhang Qingyun raising his neck and squatted down on his own initiative.

It seemed that it was just to facilitate Zhang Qingyun’s conversation with him.

We haven't seen each other for more than a year. Wang Zi has grown taller, about 1.8 meters tall. He is also a little more handsome. His inner strength cultivation has also broken through to the sixth level of inner strength...

This is fast!

At normal speed, Wang Zi can break through the fifth level of internal energy, which is already an excellent martial arts talent.

But thinking about how rich this guy's family is, Zhang Qingyun felt relieved.

The cultivation of internal energy depends on the abundance of qi and blood. If the nutrition keeps up and there are great supplements, such as ginseng, Ganoderma and the like, if you eat a few more meals, the qi and blood will be very strong, and the internal energy will grow quickly.

but...

"Taoist Priest, I am not naked!"

Wang Zi watched Zhang Qingyun sizing him up, and quickly explained: "I'm not even talking about love."

"Xiaozi, let's go quickly, you're going to be late."
To be continued...