Yun Qing noticed that the two of them were obviously relieved when they heard his words, and did not think much about it. After reaching the fifty and the fifty-first floor, they took the elevator to the fifty-fourth floor.

As soon as he left the elevator, Yunqing felt a sense of coldness, not the coldness in his body, but the coldness deep into his soul. In an instant, Yunqing knew the abnormality between Lao Hou and Guozi just now, but he didn't take it seriously. He pretended to patrol along the corridor from the elevator entrance.

After walking a few steps, Yunqing felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if someone was blowing cool on his neck. Yunqing touched the back of his neck with his hand, "I had known it would be so cold in the middle of the night, so I would have worn more clothes."

"Woo--" A faint cry of a young woman fell in the empty dark corridor. Yun Qing shrank his neck and his expression became nervous. He first used a flashlight to shirk back and forth, but he didn't notice anything abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to patrol, but his steps became faster unconsciously.

The light at the top of the corridor suddenly lit up, flashed for a few moments, and then suddenly went out again. Yun Qing's face began to turn pale. He held the wall with his hands tightly and held the rubber baton, his lips trembling, "Who, who? Don't pretend to be a fool, come out-"

There was no echo, and there was a silence in the dark corridor as if dead. Yun Qing waited for a while, but no stranger was seen. He seemed to have recovered some courage and stumbled forward with his hand holding the wall.

"Bang--" With a loud bang, the door of an office that Yun Qing was about to pass suddenly made a loud noise, which scared him.

"Who--out!" Yun Qing shouted, his tone a little hysterical. He waved a rubber baton in his hand and kept shouting.

Without a response, it was all like his illusion. Yun Qing mustered up the courage and rushed forward suddenly. The end of his patrol, the door of the passenger elevator had already appeared in his eyes. He accelerated to rush forward, but screamed, covered his head with his hands and fell to the ground. There was no shadow of the passenger elevator in front of him, it was obviously a wall.

Yun Qing trembled all over, as if it was in pain, as if it was afraid. He got up, closed his eyes, waved the police baton with one hand, and moved forward with the other hand, muttering constantly: "There is a head of resentment, and the debt is a master. I am just a little security guard who begs for food. On the first day of work, don't come to find me no matter what you do."

Yunqing fumbled for a long time with his eyes closed and actually touched the button of the elevator. The elevator was silently opening. He jumped into the elevator, pressed the closing button, the door closed, and the elevator started to move. The lights in the elevator made Yunqing feel relieved, and then he let out a long breath.

The next moment, his face turned pale again, because the elevator was not going down, but upward! The entire Tianhe Building only had fifty-four floors, and he was already fifty-four floors!

Yun Qing let out a sigh of helplessness, turned around and looked at the woman in white clothes behind her, full of sweaty faces, and said impatiently: "Hey, I already give you a lot of face and act so dedicatedly. This is the first time I have cooperated with someone to perform like this. Are you finished? Don't go too far, do you have to play me to death?"

Even though her face was covered in blood, the dullness on the woman's face was still so obvious. She obviously hadn't come back to her senses from the sudden suddenness of the prey's sudden escape from the script. She had already raised her pale hands with sharp nails, spit out her long blood and long tongue, and long blood and tears flowed out of her eyes. She was ready to give the prey a last blow, just like those preys before, and the pleasure of revenge had been brewing to the extreme. She was about to explode but was suddenly interrupted, just as the masturbation boy who was about to launch was interrupted by his parents who suddenly pushed open the door and came in.

Yun Qing ignored the woman standing as if she had been imposed on a stamina and continued, "...... In order to cooperate with you, I clearly installed the wall on purpose, I was very sincere, right? What else do you want? I just don't want to deal with you ghosts. I really think I'm afraid of you? You female ghost is really stupid. I deliberately showed so many flaws. You really didn't notice it? You can't find it, pretend that you didn't find it. Let me go. I'm going out and tell others that you see a ghost will not affect your reputation. I'm not good? I have to make you beat me up and meet naked?"

Yun Qing complained for a long time in a mixed manner, and then he suddenly realized that his personality was not right now, completely different from his lazy nature before, and also from the calm personality of the middle-aged man named He Kun. It seems that he is the frivolous and ostentatious young man. What's going on?

"What...a person are you?" After finally waiting for Yun Qing to stop talking, the woman asked hesitantly.

"Okay, it seems we have to talk. Then who, Miss, can you change your appearance? Don't you say that women love beauty? It's really hard for men to have a conversation like this." Yun Qing interrupted her deep thoughts, came back to her senses and continued to say frivolously.

"I hate men with smooth tongue the most! There is no good man with smooth tongue the man with smooth tongue!" The woman said hatefully, but she finally became a normal role model. This should be the true appearance of her childbirth. A quiet girl wearing wide-brimmed glasses on her face and a well-fitting female professional outfit is not too beautiful. After all, the pair of wide-brimmed glasses on her face covers one-third of her face, but it is also fresh and charming.

"I don't like people who are too good at speaking. I wasn't like this - forget it, why do I tell you this? Well, now you know you can't do anything to me, and I don't want to interfere in your affairs, so let me go." Yun Qing was a little excited, waved his hand, ready to press the real elevator button on the right.

"Wait, you have to help me!"

"Why?"

"Because you are the only one who can see me and not be afraid of me."

"Why?"

"Because you are the security guard here, if I did not make any mistakes, you must be new, so I was arranged to patrol the night of the 54th floor. If you don't agree, I will pester you every day when patrolling!"

“I can’t do this job.”

"If you really quit, I can't do it either. You probably guessed that I can't leave this floor. But I don't think you won't quit."

"You're very confident."

"Because there is curiosity in your eyes."

Yunqing squatted at the door of Xinyi Community, evaluating the patience of the young colleague at the entrance of the gatehouse.

"I'm so dizzy, come and care about this little business!" Yun Qing murmured in his heart, stood up and prepared to move, because he saw that the impatient young colleague was walking towards him with a baton.

When the other party walked to him, Yun Qing pushed open the door of the restaurant at the entrance of the community and walked in. He glanced at the young colleague from the corner of his eyes and walked back to the guardhouse in disappointment. Yun Qing was not so idle that he came to tease the young colleague on purpose. But the young colleague was too dedicated and didn't let him in no way.

Yun Qing wanted to enter this community for a woman, a strange woman who had nothing to do with him. The woman's name is Xu Aoshan, and from the photo, she is a charming young woman.

Yun Qing had been guarding the gate of Xinyi Community for a day, spending time for entertainment with the patience of teasing the young colleague. Finally, he found the woman named Zhang Xian among the crowds after get off work in the evening. Thanks to his unusual spiritual sense, otherwise he would not have discovered the target of driving in the car.

"I left, I wasted another day, but I just knew that the person named Xu Aoshan really lives in this community. I don't know if the fatigue of this day can make that guy calm down for a night." Yun Qing patted the soil on his butt and ran to the bus stop in the distance. Because this is a high-end community, almost all the residents in and out of the bus stop are driving, so the nearest bus stop is also quite far away.

When he returned to his residence, two other colleagues in the same dormitory had not yet gotten off work, Yun Qing took a casual shower and fell on the bed to make up for the night of the night.

A sword light passed through Yun Qing's throat, and blood scattered towards the sword swinger. The swordsman in white floated away, and there was no drop of blood on his clothes, and he was endlessly elegant and elegant.

"Damn!" Yun Qing swears, gritting his teeth and preparing to endure the huge pain he will bear next. Some people say that if the pain level is divided into twelve layers, the first layer is a bite by a mosquito, the twelfth layer is a woman giving birth. The thirteenth layer is a woman giving birth by a mosquito when giving birth. Of course, this is just a joke. Some people say that the most painful way to die is to be drowned. In endless fear, feeling the cold water poured into the chest and lungs, pressing out the air in the body bit by bit, and suffocating depression stimulates the brain nerves that have begun to be numb due to hypoxia, so that it can always keep its consciousness awake.

However, if we only look at the intensity of the short-term pain, Yun Qing feels that death from being cut through his throat should be ranked before being drowned. Because he is also suffocated, drowning by his own blood is definitely greater than drowning by water. In addition, the pain of the throat being cut, the short-term pain level of death from being cut through his throat is definitely greater than drowning.

Yun Qing was surprised that he could think of so many messy things in such severe pain. Then he was surprised to find that he had already left the body of the character he possessed, and that body was obviously not dead yet because he was still rolling on the ground with his throat covering his throat.

"Hey, I actually got out of the body of the possessed character before the other party died? Is this accident or do I really have this ability?" Yun Qing was ecstatic.

"Well, severe pain can make me escape from the character I possess. Then I can try to use severe pain to escape from this dream. Well, Ximen Chuxue, someone next door is reading martial arts novels. By the way, no one is reading martial arts novels except these old-fashioned security guards." Yun Qing half-floated in the air, watching "Ximen Chuxue" who was white in Shengxue killing the world like chopping melons and vegetables, and thought to himself.

Then he found himself in a tragedy because he was already a ghost-like existence, without his body, and he had no idea how to "pain" himself.

Perhaps you have to change your mind. The so-called pain is just a strong stimulus transmitted to the brain by the nerves. The brain responds to this stimulus and produces fear, anger, resentment and other emotions, and then directs the body to make corresponding responses. According to Buddhism on this earth, all external objects (six dusts) act on physiology (six senses) to produce the impression of the spirit (six consciousnesses), and then reflect it based on experience. If a normal person's hand touches fire, he will subconsciously shrink his hand, because fire

(Heat) This external object tends to the tactile nerves of the fingers, which transmits this stimulus to the brain. The brain directs the fingers to avoid harm based on past experience (it will hurt when it is touched by fire), so as not to be hurt. If the brain does not have previous experience, it will only feel pain and will not direct the body to make the hand shrinking action immediately (subconsciously). A very small number of people are born without pain, so when their hands are burned when they are young, they will not make the hand shrinking action.

Simply put, the so-called pain is just the definition of a physical stimulus that may hurt oneself. Another equally strong stimulus, such as the feeling of love, is not defined as pain because the consciousness believes that it will not cause harm to oneself (at least physically), so it is not defined as pain; and because of a person's physical and psychological needs, the consciousness defines this stimulus as beauty.

There are a very small number of people in the world who suffer from "sensory tandem dislocation", which is a very interesting disease. Some people who suffer from this disease will taste the corresponding taste when they see a certain color (such as red) and their tongues will taste the corresponding taste (such as tomato sauce). This is a tandem dislocation between vision and taste; some people will smell a certain smell when they hear a certain sound. All these are symptoms of physical and mental dislocation, that is, the physiological sensory organs are inconsistent with the corresponding consciousness organs. In fact, ordinary people also have this symptoms, such as people who hear the sound of sharp objects passing through the glass, will produce a feeling of tooth acid.

In short, all feelings are conscious (spiritual) definitions of stimulation based on experience. Different people have different definitions. For example, ordinary people’s emotions towards physical abuse are fear and pain, and their corresponding reactions are escape; but some people (sm enthusiasts)’s emotions towards specific physiological abuse are actually a rising sexual level, pleasure, and their reactions are desire and yearning.

After thinking this out, Yun Qing tried to recall the memories that made him feel painful. He fell in the pool of blood between his brothers and himself. Yun Hong's blood-stained corpse was so close to him, but he could not reach it. The voice of the peak murderer of Qi Refining came from his ears: "Hmph, an ant dares to fight for women with me? Only by killing you can you get your woman? So what if I kill you? But a guy like you who is overestimating your abilities actually has a brother who is willing to die for you, but it's a pity that he is just an ant at the low level of Qi Refining like you!"

Yun Qing recalled the most impressive scene in his seventeen-year career over and over again. He thought he would be out of anger, but was surprised to find that he was not as angry as he imagined. Maybe he had known the essence of the original world's jungle, maybe he had seen low-level disciples being bullied by high-level disciples, maybe he had been teased by those patrol members who had refining Qi, and had already developed a slave-like nature to accept it. Maybe... he originally thought it would be his own.

But the touched wound began to become numb without realizing it! Didn’t I die with my eyes open because of boundless resentment and my soul traveled to this other world? Is I also despaired by my own world like this unlucky man possessed? The greatest sorrow is to die of my heart and have no love for the whole world and come to this other world? Then what is the main consciousness of the unlucky man named He Kun? Did he travel to his own world and become himself? God, what is the truth?

Yun Qing was immersed in his inner world, and did not notice that the dream space around him began to become dim, twisted, the sky collapsed, the earth collapsed, the mountains collapsed, and the sea collapsed, and finally shattered like glass.
Chapter completed!