Li Zhuiyuan held up the black book and waved it in the direction of the fish pond.

Although I don't know if it can "see" it, I have to do my best. Now, there are many things and distractions at hand, and I have to deal with them one by one.

"Brother Runsheng, come and get something." "Okay."

Runsheng came over, picked up all the things, weighed them, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Forget about the formation flag, but this set of corpse-retrieving equipment is his favorite treasure. When he woke up today, he didn't dare to think about it, and his heart ached when he thought about it. "Xiao Yuan, where are they?"

"Going home." "What about us now?" "Going home too."

After returning home, Li Zhuiyuan went straight to the second floor and walked into his room.

There are many books piled neatly on the desk. Li Zhuiyuan read from "The Chronicles of Jianghus and Monsters", "The Records of the Righteous Way to Conquer Demons", "Essential Interpretation of Yin-Yang Physiology", "Deduction Theory of Fate", "Liu's Qi Jue" and "Qin's Jiao Observation Technique".

》 Take one book from each of these six sets of books.

Then he looked for the blank edge of the page, picked up the carving knife, and cut off a strip as wide as his thumb, for a total of six strips. After hesitating, he opened the black book he had just received and cut out a strip as well.

I found a piece of white paper and wrapped the seven items in order. I also found a black plastic bag and put the gold ingot in it. Carrying these things, I walked downstairs and came to the east room.

Liu Yumei had just taken a shower and was sitting next to the coffee table, with moisture on her silver-white hair.

Seeing the boy coming, she pointed to the closed door and said, "Ali is taking a bath." "Grandma Liu, I'm here to see you."

"Oh? Then make tea."

Li Zhuiyuan put the things away and started making tea.

"Xiaoyuan, grandma, I really like watching you make tea." "This is my honor."

After the two of them each picked up their tea cups and took a sip, Li Zhuiyuan put down the cup and took out the paper bag:

"Grandma Liu, I know you are an expert in paper and cloth. I have some notes here. Can you take a look at them for me?"

Liu Yumei's biggest hobby in daily life is designing clothes for Ali. She is often seen sketching with a brush. Although she is only painting clothes, she can taste the unique charm in the details, which is no less than the retired art academy in her family's courtyard.

Everyone.

Unsurprisingly, Aunt Liu's painting skills should have been learned from her. Moreover, Ali's painting skills are equally profound. Such painters often have a good understanding of paper materials.

"Okay, let me show you."

Li Zhuiyuan first took out two pieces of paper and placed them in front of Liu Yumei, which were from "Essential Interpretation of Yin-Yang Physiology" and "The Theory of Fate Deduction".

Liu Yumei reached out and touched the two pieces of paper and asked: "Do you want to know what material and method it was made of or what year it was made?" "Year."

"I think you know a lot about antiques. Why, can't you tell the age of the ancient books?" "Grandma, you are joking. I just read a lot before, so I don't understand."

"Yes, ancient books are a relatively small branch in the antique shop."

Li Zhuiyuan waited quietly for the answer.

"These two pictures are from the Republic of China." "From the Republic of China?"

"If I guess correctly, the words written on it should be neat and small, suitable for recording." "You have poisonous eyes."

Li Zhuiyuan took out the slips of paper "Qin's Jiao Observation Technique" and "Liu's Qi Observation Technique" and placed them on the

There are no words on it, so Liu Yumei doesn't have to worry about what kind of book it is. Of course, even if the words are cut out, she probably won't be able to read it.

In these two books, the characters become more freehand and uglier as they are written later. At the beginning, Li Zhuiyuan could guess what the characters were based on the context. At the end, it was like he was familiar with the special symbols created by the writer.

Got it.

Of course, these ugly words have deep meaning. It can even be said that it is precisely because of these ugly words that the value of this "pirated version" is far greater than the original version. Liu Yumei picked up the two pieces of paper and gently

He rubbed it and put it in front of his nose for a while, then put it down and said, "Ming and Qing Dynasty."

"I see."

"If you bring me the part with the words, I can tell a more specific date." "Then I'll go get the book right now?"

Liu Yumei shook her head: "No need."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled, as if he already knew the answer.

Next, he placed the three pieces of paper from the "Jianghu Zhiguailu", "The Righteous Way to Conquer Demons" and the black-covered book. In fact, it was these three books that he mainly wanted Liu Yumei to read.

Li Zhuiyuan was still modest about himself before, but he could tell the approximate dates of the four books just now.

But he has never been able to figure out the age of Wei Zhengdao's book. Based on the quality and state of preservation of the book, he tentatively thought it was from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. But now the problem arises. The one in the fish pond is from the Six Dynasties period. It is from the Six Dynasties period.

It's almost 1,500 years ago.

The handwriting in the black book he gave himself was exactly the same as Wei Zhengdao's.

Li Zhuiyuan could tell whether the handwriting of the book was written by himself or was deliberately imitated by later generations when they copied it.

Because whether it is "The Chronicles of Jianghu" or "The Record of Zhengdao Conquering Demons", there is a sense of "feeling good about oneself" revealed between the lines. At this point, it is also found in the black book.

This also means that the three sets of Wei Zhengdao's books in my hand are not hand-copied copies by later generations, but the original versions.

But if the time span is suddenly extended to 1,500 years ago, then the preservation of the original book would be amazingly good.

Liu Yumei just glanced at the three notes casually at first, then her expression froze, and she immediately stretched out her hand to pick up the three notes and asked: "What book is this from?"

Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Do you really want me to answer?"

"Forget it, no need to answer." Liu Yumei let go of her hand and the three pieces of paper fell slowly. She picked up the teapot again and washed her hands with hot tea regardless of burning it. Li Zhuiyuan asked curiously: "Grandma, these three notes

What age is this piece of paper from?”

"Oh, this is not paper." "That is..." "It's human skin."

Li Zhuiyuan blinked: "Human skin?" "Have you ever heard of human skin papermaking?"

"No."

"No, that's right. As long as you are willing to spend enough money, there are many ways to preserve books for a long time. Using human skin as raw material is the most time-consuming, laborious and thankless. Only some special professions will use human skin paper to write things.

.”

"I see."

"Do you really understand? Then do you know which era these three pieces of human skin are from?" "After the Eastern Han Dynasty, before the Sui and Tang Dynasties?"

"I can give you the most specific year." "Say."

"Nanliang."

"Grandma, please tell me more specifically."

"Emperor Xiao Yan of Liang Dynasty once made paper out of three thousand human skins and was good at recording Buddhist scriptures in order to worship the true Buddha.

However, before this batch of paper could be used much, Hou Jing rebelled, and this batch of paper was circulated from the palace and became known as Buddha skin paper. Your three books were written on this Buddha skin paper."

"Isn't he famous for making paper out of human skin?"

"What's so strange? When an emperor prays to Buddha and seeks enlightenment, it's not for the sake of compassion and to save all sentient beings. He just wants to live forever so that he can continue to enjoy his glory. Isn't the same thing true for the emperor who practiced Taoism in the Ming Dynasty?

This kind of emperor does not love the country or the beauty, but only loves himself. He is very selfish at heart. Therefore, how can he really care about human life."

"Been taught a lesson."

"If this book and paper are well preserved, they can be regarded as real antiques. It seems that there are many good things hidden in your grandfather's basement." "Did you know that there are books in my grandfather's basement?"

"He himself said that when he was breaking the Four Olds, several groups of people left it with him. They all said that someone would come to pick it up in the future, but until now, no one has come to take it away." "Who on earth kept it?"

"I haven't even read those books, how could I possibly know who they are? Besides, I'm presbyopic now, so I'm not suitable for reading." "That's a shame. I think there are a few books that are quite interesting."

"When Ali's illness is cured, you can recite it to grandma." "If you can't recite it, you still have to read it yourself."

"Is there anything else you want?"

"Yes." Li Zhuiyuan opened the black plastic bag, took out the gold ingot, and placed it in front of Liu Yumei. "You kid, are you going to be a water monkey?"

"No, I wouldn't dare."

"This is gold, used for burials." "It's gold."

"What, you want to change money at my place?" "Yes."

"Hehehe." Liu Yumei covered her mouth and laughed, "You kid, do you think my grandma's place is a pawn shop?" "Real business, don't involve other things."

The main thing is that it left a gold ingot, which is the money for renting land and planting trees. It was given directly to the grandfather. Firstly, it was not easy to explain, and secondly, it was troublesome to exchange it for money. After all, the grandfather only needed to go to the village to pay and sign the signature.

, Li Zhuiyuan had many things to consider.

"Okay, how much does it weigh?" "No weight."

Liu Yumei picked up the gold ingot, weighed it in her hands, and asked, "Can I give it to you at the current gold price?" "Okay. But this is a complete gold ingot."

"Oh, you kid, grandma will give you 10% more." "Thank you grandma."

This is also the benefit of exchanging it with Liu Yumei. If you go outside and cut it open in a store, the quality will be ruined. "Ating."

"Here we come." Aunt Liu walked out of the kitchen, lowered her head to Liu Yumei's ear and listened to the instructions, then nodded, "Okay, I'll go to the bank right now." Liu Yumei looked at Li Zhuiyuan and said, "In the evening.

I can give it to you."

"Okay, grandma."

"You haven't explained clearly what happened last night."

"It's not easy to explain clearly, but it's finally solved."

"That's good." Liu Yumei turned slightly sideways and looked at the boy, "You don't look good." "Maybe you haven't rested."

"No, it's like sleeping too much. You can take a snack. Sleeping too much is not good for people. It's easy to get confused and can't distinguish between reality and dreams." At this time, the door of the east room opened, and Ali stood at the door.

.

Some ancient words always feel exaggerated, but when you actually see them in reality, you will find that the descriptions are so apt, such as the sentence "naturally carved". I am used to seeing Ali's dressed up appearance, and now this rigid

When she came out of the shower, she looked extremely beautiful and delicate.

A smile appeared on Li Zhuiyuan's face. With her here, how could he not be able to distinguish between dreams and reality? Liu Yumei said coldly: "When I was young, I was as good-looking as Ah Li."

Li Zhuiyuan answered: "When you were ten years old, your grandfather fell in love with you?"

"Boy, beg for a beating." Liu Yumei stretched out her hand to slap Li Zhuiyuan, but Li Zhuiyuan avoided it. Ali came over and Liu Yumei stood up, preparing to help her granddaughter dress up.

Unexpectedly, her granddaughter ran directly into the main house and went upstairs with the boy.

For a moment, Liu Yumei felt a little embarrassed, but since she was already standing, she simply stretched out. "Hey, it's late at night, do you want to exercise?"

Li Sanjiang and Tan Wenbin came back with an empty cart. They had just gone to deliver tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks to people. Liu Yumei: "My arms and legs are old, so I need to move more."

"You need to move more. The mule at home is sick. I feel really tired after giving him a ride." Li Sanjiang walked to a chair and sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it. He needed to slow down. Tan Wenbin asked: "Xiao Yuan

Are you back?"

"I'm back, I just went upstairs." "Okay, grandma."

Tan Wenbin did not go upstairs to find Xiao Yuan, but ran to the workshop. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a strong aroma of meat.

"Hey, Runsheng, you are so kind, you actually secretly eat barbecue here."

As he said that, he reached out and picked up a piece from the stove, and put it directly into his mouth without blowing it. "Huh... it's so hot... it's so hot!"

Runsheng: ".."

"It's crunchy, not bad. Are you roasting pig skin? Why don't you prepare some dipping sauce? If you don't have chili pepper, just add some salt." "Does it taste good?"

"It's delicious, the meat is quite fresh." "Would you like some more?"

"Nonsense, of course."

"Here, whichever piece you want to eat, I'll cut it for you."

Runsheng laid out the two sets of leather clothes on the case, "lifelike".

He was just following Xiao Yuan's instructions to destroy it, but Tan Wenbin started eating it as soon as he came in. He didn't even have time to remind him. Tan Wenbin saw two people lying on the case.

His expression remained dull for half a minute, but he was still chewing numbly in his mouth. Finally, he lowered his head and spit out the contents in his mouth, covering his neck: "Ouch!!!"

"The toilet is next door, go there to vomit."

Binbin remained unmoved, squatting on the ground and continuing to retching.

Runsheng didn't want him to make this place dirty, so he simply lifted Binbin and sent him to the toilet, where he held the dragon chair and vomited loudly. After returning to the workshop, Runsheng cut all the remaining leather clothes and put them away in batches.

Into the furnace.

Destruction means destruction, but the stove must be cleaned afterwards, otherwise it will be filled with oil.

Tan Wenbin came back with a pale face. He looked at the empty cases and asked, "I just had a hallucination, right?" "It's nothing, just dirty meat."

"No, do you really eat this stuff?" Runsheng shook his head: "I don't eat it."

"Huh." Tan Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief. "This meat is not dirty enough and it is not marinated."

Tan Wenbin slumped down, reached out and grabbed his hair, and said: "I always feel that you are lying to me." "What did you lie to?"

"From the beginning to the end, it seemed like a melodrama. I was left behind at the critical moment. I have never seen someone fall to his death without moving on his own." "Just think of it as a lie."

"But it's not like Xiaoyuan would lie to me about something like this."

Runsheng reached out and touched Tan Wenbin's forehead and asked with concern: "Are you suffering from food poisoning?"

Tan Wenbin shook his head aggrievedly. He had seen Li Zhuiyuan listen to himself reading math problems while simultaneously speaking out the answers. For a prospective high school student, this scene was more magical than seeing a living death.

"Runsheng, can you tell me what happened last night? Xiaoyuan asked me to ask you." Runsheng nodded and told me what happened last night and today.

After listening, Tan Wenbin's face turned even paler.

"So, the two water monkeys I met today are actually possessed by the dead?" "Do you need to ask, you just took the skin into your mouth."

"Don't mention that, I've already forgotten it." "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"No, not anymore." Tan Wenbin stood up shakily and walked out with staggering steps. "Where are you going?"

"Go to the canteen and call and ask my dad to pick me up and take me home."

Tan Wenbin walked to the dam and squatted down. He took out a cigarette with trembling hands and put it in his mouth. However, he struck the match many times but failed to produce sparks.

He was just joking, how could he call his dad to pick him up? If he didn't see him fall to death this time, there will always be a chance next time. This feeling is like liking spicy food but not being able to eat spicy food.

Like many people, it is very painful and uncomfortable, but they can’t help but want to continue trying.

"Crack!"

When it caught fire, Tan Wenbin immediately lowered his head and leaned over to light it.

There was a roar and a police three-wheeled motorcycle drove up to the dam. Tan Wenbin raised his head with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Tan Yunlong.

"Bah." The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

Tan Yunlong got out of the police car, walked over, and gave a fatherly kick. "Bang!"

Tan Wenbin was kicked to the ground. The dam was flat and he rolled several times.

"I put you here to smoke? I think you don't understand any rules at all!" Tan Wenbin retorted: "Dad, don't you also use the bus for private use?"

"Heh." Tan Yunlong began to take off his belt.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Li Sanjiang came out and grabbed Tan Yunlong, "Don't attack him all the time. What if you break him?" "Uncle, this guy was just squatting here smoking!

"

"Hey, I just pulled it out for you. I was teasing him. You're not going to do it at all. If you want to hit me, just hit me." "Uncle, you can't protect him like this. The child is too spoiled.

, will not learn well."

"I'm used to my Xiao Yuanhou. I think he's pretty good." "Can it be the same?"

"We're all just idiots, what's the difference?" "I've never dreamed of anything being different." "Come, sit down, and we'll stay and have dinner together tonight."

"No, sir, I'm here on business. There is a theater troupe. There was a car accident in Pingchao Town at noon. When the car was crossing the bridge, it crashed through the guardrail and fell into the river." "Which theater troupe?"

"It was performed in Siyuan Village yesterday."

"Oh, where are the people in this family? How are they?" "They are all dead."

"Hiss. How could this happen?"

"It was just a simple car accident, but too many people died. I came here for a routine visit to inquire. Is there anything that happened during yesterday's performance? For example, there were fights and conflicts."

"No, no, they performed very well yesterday. I guess they didn't sleep all night and were driving tired." "Well, these people have a special status. They are troupes from other provinces."

"I guess it's not easy to get work in other provinces, so I came here to look for work. Alas, it's a pity." "Okay, let's do that. Sir, Binbin is here and I'm causing trouble for you."

"It's not troublesome. This guy is very nice. He even helps me with my work. Actually, you have a very good character. I can see that."

God just wants to play."

"Aren't you all like this? My Xiao Yuanhou is also like this. He loves to play and has no intention of studying." Tan Yunlong: "..."

"Uncle, don't you know your Xiaoyuan's study situation?"

"It's not because of your help, otherwise I would still have to worry about whether he can learn." "Xiaoyuan didn't tell you?"

"He told me, he said you could help run it."

"This is what I should do. With nine years of compulsory education, how can it be possible for children to miss school? Since the old man doesn't know, Tan Yunlong won't bother to explain.

"It's better to stay and eat."

"No, no, I'm leaving."

After Tan Yunlong said goodbye to Li Sanjiang, he got on his motorcycle and left.

After Tan Wenbin saw his father leaving, he got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. Li Sanjiang pulled out a cigarette and handed it over: "Do you still dare to smoke?"

"Why don't you dare!" "Pa!"

Li Sanjiang gave Tan Wenbin a hard blow.

Tan Wenbin covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Don't hate your dad. Your dad is also good for you. When you grow up, your dad will smoke cigarettes for you in the future." "Hey..." Tan Wenbin thought of this scene, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "How dare you love me?"

good."

"Yasuko Tsuna, you won't be able to laugh when your dad hands you a cigarette for the first time."...

Li Zhuiyuan was not in a hurry to read the book, but sat in the room and played chess with Ah Li.

One after another, the boy enjoyed this process, which helped calm his anxious mood. He knew that he had a bad habit and always liked to think too much, but in front of the girl, he

It will be very quiet.

Aunt Liu came up and knocked on the door. Li Zhuiyuan walked out and took a bag she handed over, which contained money. "Thank you, Aunt Liu."

"Come down for dinner." "Okay."

Because Aunt Liu went to the bank, dinner was relatively simple, just noodles and two kinds of toppings, but it was also delicious.

"I ate too much at lunch."

"Hey, Zhuangzhuang, why don't you have an appetite tonight?"

"I thought your dad kicked you in the stomach."

No, his feet are very accurate.

"Zhuang Zhuang, you will also be a policeman in the future, right?"

"I don't.

"How wonderful it is to be a police officer."

"My grandpa said that being a policeman is very good. If there were not the word "people" in front of him, it would be much more tiring and the burden would be much heavier." "That's because he is a wise old man."

"Um, are you talking about my grandpa?"

"He is also your grandfather.

Tan Wenbin turned to look at Li Zhuiyuan and asked, "Xiaoyuan, which university are you going to apply for?"

"Haihe University."

"Okay, then I'll take the exam there too, and then I'll go to school with you to register."

“Crack!

Li Sanjiang hit Tan Wenbin on the head with the end of his chopsticks:

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you go to report with our Xiao Yuanhou, how many years will you have to stay in grade!"

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that Ali's noodle-eating movements became very natural and no longer pursued the even length of each meal.

When she finished eating, Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Do you want more?"

Ali shook her head.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the handkerchief, and she leaned forward on her own initiative.

After wiping her mouth and hands, Li Zhuiyuan folded the handkerchief and wiped it himself.

Seeing that the girl kept staring at the handkerchief, the boy deliberately put it in his pocket.

The girl seemed to pouted.

After the meal, Li Zhuiyuan coaxed Ali back to sleep. When he returned to the main room, he saw Runsheng and Tan Wenbin sitting together in front of the TV. There were rattan sticks in front of them, watching TV and doing something.

Tie paper.

Surprisingly, Tan Wenbin's movements were very skillful. Those who didn't know it would have thought that his family was also an ancestral papermaking shop. "Brother Binbin."

"Hey, Brother Xiaoyuan.

"Don't you read the writing assignments?"

"I've brought all my homework, and I've written the essay myself. You can help me write the rest before I go back."

"If you do this, your parents will never let you come here in the future."

"Don't worry, the worse my grades are, the more they will put me here.

"That makes sense."

"Hehe, after all, tying me to the Confucian Temple won't work here."

"Haihe University, is it easy to take the exam?"

"Brother Xiaoyuan, are you reminding me to study hard?"

"Just asking." "You don't know?" "I don't know."

"Oh, yes, domestic universities are all the same in your eyes. With my current grades, my success rate in getting admitted to Haihe University is as high as the probability that every household will have a color TV in the future."

"Then you should be able to pass the exam, one of my brothers said. When he arrived on the second floor, Li Zhuiyuan began to breathe and do horse steps. After practicing, he went to take a shower and then returned to the house.

Sitting by the bed, holding the black book in his hand. He knew that he would definitely learn.

Because he is young now, according to Liu Yumei, it is not appropriate to practice hard kung fu before his bones have grown, but he cannot accept his powerlessness when encountering crises again and again. Although, the recent crises he has encountered are a bit outrageous.

, Zhao Kuo, who was obviously studying at home, met Bai Qi when he went out.

But... you have to learn some non-physical means that can directly face death. It is a conspiracy to hand this book to itself.

However, the final result may not be what it wants to see.

Putting the book under the pillow, Li Zhuiyuan got out of bed, walked to the closet, and looked at himself in the mirror. Did he feel unfamiliar?

But very early on when I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt strange. Does being dirty distort emotions?

How I wish I had feelings and let them decontaminate me. You said I am like Wei Zhengdao, is there a possibility...

Li Zhuiyuan put his hand on the mirror, and his opinion in the mirror became blurred, as if he had become another stranger. Of course, this was just Li Zhuiyuan's own imagination. "Wei Zhengdao, Li Lan and I have the same relationship.

The same disease?"

I went to bed early and got up early. When I woke up, it was still dark. I looked sideways and saw that it was not time for the girl to come.

After getting up and washing up, she picked up the black book and walked to the terrace. She saw the door to the east room was opened and Ali, in a white top and horse skirt, came out. She raised her head and looked at the boy standing upstairs.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled and waved to her.

Although it's not yet bright, the sun has already risen.

The girl sat next to him, and Li Zhuiyuan began to formally read the familiar handwriting in the black book, feeling good about himself.

It seemed that because it was written for a friend, this feeling was even stronger. There was a sense of pleasure in sharing one's good things with good friends. Li Zhuiyuan felt that he might have hated the wrong person.

Wei Zhengdao may have really taught him this method purely, but some methods are not suitable for everyone. After reading further, Li Zhuiyuan confirmed his conjecture.

The first article, negative control.

The second part, consciousness integration.

The third article guides cognition. The fourth article completes control.

This book is not thick, and the content is not much. It only talks about methods. To learn it, you only need to follow the instructions. But it is very difficult. Not everyone can master just controlling the Yin movement.

of.

From this point of view, it is really a genius. It actually learned it and controlled so many deaths. In addition, this book is very sinister.

It treats the dead person as an "animal", establishes contact with it through ghost travel, and then integrates its consciousness to read its lifetime memories. Finally, it uses hypnosis and deception to lure and control its behavior.

Much like...taming an animal.

Maybe, in the book of the Eight Serious Classics, I have to hold my nerve and write "Destroyed by the Righteous Path" over and over again. But in the notes I wrote to my friends, I let it go and revealed my true thoughts.

Wei Zhengdao, Wei Zhengdao, you can think of such a method, what kind of righteous way is that?

For Li Zhuiyuan, the first step is not difficult, and the third and fourth steps are not difficult either. He can already control the Yin movement, and he can also hypnotize and seduce. After all, he also has the ability that has been studied by psychiatrists.

Rich experience.

It was this second step that he didn't have a clue about yet.

Wei Zhengdao's description was so mysterious that Li Zhuiyuan had to try to "translate" it into modern meaning to understand it better. It was very much like a frequency, similar to that of a radio. He wanted to create a resonance with himself.

.

Can this be understood?

How to control this frequency?

Li Zhuiyuan leaned back, leaned on the wicker chair, covered his face with the book, and closed his eyes. He wanted to find a feeling, and first found a state that seemed not to be sleeping but to take a walk.

Next to her, the girl saw the boy lying down, so she also lay down with him.

Under the morning light, a boy and a girl were lying side by side on wicker chairs next to each other, but the girl was turning sideways, looking at the boy's face.

Li Zhuiyuan found that feeling, as if he had succeeded in traveling. He slowly opened his eyes, but the surroundings were foggy and he could not see anything. According to the content in the book, Li Zhuiyuan began to try to control his consciousness.

Trembling, this is the frequency he understands.

In reality, the eyelashes of the boy lying on the wicker chair began to beat rapidly.

Ah Li noticed it. She stretched out her hand to touch it, but she pulled it back halfway. Then she closed her eyes. There was no change in the foggy surroundings.

Li Zhuiyuan finally realized a big problem, that is, he didn't even have a test subject to test something by himself? But what can he do? Should he ask Brother Runsheng to go out with him, tie him up and then come back to test it on himself?

?

But at this moment, the surrounding images began to tremble faster and faster, as if some powerful waveband was actively responding to him. The fog in front of him began to recede, and Li Zhuiyuan saw a girl sitting in the center of the darkness with her knees in front.
Chapter completed!