Luo Yang knew that as long as he passed through the wall and hid inside the house, he could avoid the wind.
However, his Yin Spirit was as light as a plastic bag, floating back and forth in the air. Without the wind stopping, it couldn't descend and couldn't get close to the villagers' taller houses to use the wall to block the wind.
In the wind, the Yin Spirit truly drifted with the current.
Thinking that if he couldn't return to his body in time, his life would be at risk, he grew even more anxious.
But there was nothing he could do—the wind blew, the Yin Spirit floated, just like surfing in the waves, only able to follow the flow.
Thinking that it was only death at worst, worrying blindly was useless. He might as well "surf" in the wind and enjoy the last few hours of his life.
With this thought, he felt much calmer.
At first, the Yin Spirit tumbled in the wind, hard to control. After a while, he managed to glide through the wind. He wondered if this was what it meant to ride the wind.
The gust of wind gradually weakened, and Luo Yang was blown more than two miles away, standing atop a pine tree, more than twenty meters above the ground.
As sunrise approached, if he couldn't rush back home in time, he would have to wait eighteen years to be a hero again.
Two miles wasn't far, but it wasn't near either. Let alone the Yin Spirit, even running back in his body would take quite some time.
The night was fading, and it would be daylight soon. In his urgency, he thought that since he could glide in the wind, he should be able to glide in the air as well.
With no more time to think, Luo Yang jumped from the top of the tree, like skiing. Just when he was about to hit the ground, he turned his body sideways, back down, limbs spread, and indeed rose again. When he rose to a height of several meters, he glided down again, repeating the cycle.
Having learned to glide in the air, Luo Yang was delighted. The trick to this method of moving forward was to choose a high point to jump from to start gliding, then it was much like surfing. As long as there was air, he could glide forward.
Returning to his doorstep, the sky in the east was showing the white of dawn. If he had returned a few minutes later, his Yin Spirit would have been burned by the sunlight.
As he walked into the landscape painting, he smelled a sweet fragrance. Looking around, he saw seven strawberries growing in the grass, bright red and dripping, with the scent coming from there.
Luo Yang walked over, crouched down, and sniffed with his nose. A faint fruit fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and he thought to himself, "Can I eat these strawberries?"
He was worried they might be poisonous, as the environment inside the landscape painting was unfamiliar to him.
Anyone would feel uneasy around unfamiliar things.
After the Yin Spirit returned to his body and he revisited the strawberries, feeling a bit hungry, he thought to try one. He picked one and popped it into his mouth. Gently chewing, it was juicy and sweet, the flesh dissolved instantly in his mouth, leaving a lingering fragrance. After eating one, he ate another, and quickly finished all seven.
Just as he was about to leave the landscape painting, his head suddenly started to hurt. He felt a surge of electricity around his brain and an impending burst, lasting about half a minute, before it automatically returned to normal, with no more odd sensations.
This bizarre occurrence somewhat worried Luo Yang. He was still thinking about it the next morning at school.
Strangely, there was nothing wrong with his head or body; everything was normal.
During the morning reading session, Hong Jiaxin turned her head and said, "Luo Yang, do you have any more of that skin care product?"
Since she had used Beauty Stream Water, her body's skin had become as beautiful as jade, her cheeks more rosy, and her skin as soft as a baby's, making her title of school beauty even more deserved.
Luo Yang had partnered with Chen Jie to sell Beauty Stream Water and could no longer give it away at will.
When she heard that it now cost five thousand yuan for a bottle of the skin care product, Hong Jiaxin was startled. Many girls in the class had asked her to help them get Beauty Stream Water from Luo Yang, and she had agreed. Now she was finding it difficult to fulfill those promises and didn't dare to ask anymore.
Luo Yang knew that if he started giving it away for free, many more would ask for it. Since Hong Jiaxin didn't ask anymore, he didn't bring it up either.
Taking out his Chinese textbook, he browsed through a few pages, and Luo Yang was greatly shocked. After turning a few more pages, he felt both alarmed and delighted.
Being able to read ten lines at a glance was nothing to him now; he could now read a page at a glance and remember everything!
After calming down and thinking it over carefully, he thought it was mostly because of eating those seven strawberries that he came to possess such strong memory skills. In a moment of excitement, he wanted to challenge the top student to a recitation contest.
Hong Jiaxin was a good student and could be considered a top scholar. Her excellent memory played a significant role in that.
Luo Yang gently poked Hong Jiaxin's soft back with his finger, and she initially thought he was agreeing to give her the "beauty stream" water. But when she heard that he wanted to compete in recitation, her pretty face dimmed again.
"If you can beat me, you can have as much as you want; I'll prepare it for you," Luo Yang generously said.
"Really?" Hong Jiaxin became interested.
"Truer than gold. But what if you lose," Luo Yang said with a sly smile.
"Anything you want, it's all fine. Competing in memory skills with me, you're bound to lose one hundred percent. My memory is famously good in the school," Hong Jiaxin said confidently.
After glancing at her full upper body, Luo Yang felt a bit warm.
"So you'll agree to whatever condition I set?"
"Sure, but I have one condition. I get to choose the content for the recitation," said Jiaxin.
"Okay."
So, Hong Jiaxin flipped to the back of the Chinese textbook and selected a random text to recite.
While Hong Jiaxin was still intently reading the text, Luo Yang said he had memorized it already. She didn't believe him, so he recited it for her.
"No way, you must have memorized it beforehand!"
"Then choose another."
This time, Hong Jiaxin picked another page. Less than a half-minute passed when Luo Yang again said he had memorized it. When he recited it, it was indeed word-perfect. She was utterly convinced of her defeat.
"Class monitor, I won. Actually, my request, well, isn't too difficult..."
"I won't agree if it's too much."
"But didn't you say any request would be fine?"
"It must not cross my limits."
"Just massage my shoulders after class; that's not too much, right?"
As they were talking, their class teacher Suyun walked into the classroom and headed straight towards Luo Yang.
She wore a long white dress with her long hair draped over her shoulders, her skin was so delicate it seemed breakable, and the curves of her figure emitted an endless charm.
For Luo Yang, who possessed X-Ray Ability, the closer Suyun came, the clearer he could see her body.
Had he not been in the classroom, surrounded by so many classmates studiously reading aloud, Luo Yang might have struggled to control the stirring within him.
When Suyun came to Luo Yang's side, she said softly, "Luo Yang, please come with me."
Following behind Suyun, he could better appreciate the smooth curves of her figure—a slim waist and rounded hips, long legs and fair skin, truly a masterpiece. He thought if she became a model, she would definitely become famous.
As he walked, he wondered if living next to Suyun would allow him to see her sleeping posture at night. Unfortunately, he had no idea where she lived, otherwise he could have tried to find it.
Lost in thought, he then entered the teacher's office.
He had thought Suyun brought him there to discuss something about studies, but the situation in the teacher's office startled him.