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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Psychic

Soon, his whole body settled down, and he felt that his consciousness was drifting. He had a feeling that his soul and body were separated. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't.

In a daze, he felt that he had come to a dark place. Although it was dark, he could actually see his hands and feet clearly, as if he was the only shining thing in the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a large piece of white mist suddenly appeared in front of him. In the white mist, a black figure walked towards him.

"We meet again." It was Wong Tai Sin from before.

Song Qian, listening to Huang Taixian's words, suddenly felt as if she was attracted by a gravitational force. When he calmed down again, she found that he and Huang Taixian were already very close.

This feeling now is indescribable, how can I put it? It's like a dream. You know you are dreaming at the moment, but you can't wake up no matter what, but the things in the dream are so real. You can feel it in the dream. At the same time, I can feel that I am lying on the bed at the same time.

This feeling was something Song Qian had never experienced before.

It was as if two selves suddenly appeared. They were doing different things, but at the same time they shared the same thought.

Song Qian stood calmly in front of Huang Taixian at this moment.

He is not at all afraid of things he is unfamiliar with.

"You are amazing. You can stay calm and calm from beginning to end."

Wong Tai Sin did not open his mouth, but Song Qian knew that the sound came from him.

Song Qian smiled when he heard Huang Taixian talking to him like this: "I have seen more than the average person, so there is nothing for me to panic about."

He talked to Wong Tai Sin as if he were talking to a friend he had just met. There was no distinction between high and low, everyone was equal.

This state is also something Wong Tai Sin admires very much. Very few people can achieve this.

"If you have anything to ask, just ask." He could feel Song Qian's thoughts and knew that he had many questions in his heart, so he showed up.

"Are you real?"

"certainly."

"Can you travel back and forth in our time and space?"

"You can go, but there will be many restrictions."

"Can you directly control humans?"

"I want to explain that this requires very advanced magic. Everything has laws. If anyone breaks the rules, he will be punished by God. That is no joke."

"Then why did you suddenly show up looking for me?".

Song Qian didn't know why it found him so suddenly.

"Because your breath and mine can blend together. I can feel it. I know you are special."

"Uh...thank you." He took it as a compliment.

"Oh, by the way, one more thing is what exactly are you looking for me for?"

Huang Taixian across from him suddenly stopped and looked at Song Qian with a deep look.

"I just don't know if there can be trust between you and me." Huang Taixian looked at Song Qian.

I always feel like there is a trap of trust in this statement. Distrust comes from yourself. If you are willing to trust, you can naturally believe it. If you don't believe it, then what others say is meaningless.

"I don't think there is any dispute of interest between the two of us. In that case, what can we do to hurt each other?" Song Qian thought for a while and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wong Tai Sin slowly began to become transparent until it disappeared.

Although Wong Tai Sin is gone, his voice still echoes in this space.

"Stay alive..."

The sound seemed to be echoing back and forth in the empty valley, making people's heads buzz.

For a long time, Song Qian felt that there was a sound going back and forth in her head, hitting her brain, which made her feel sick and have the urge to vomit.

So he immediately lay on the bedside and retched twice, but he couldn't vomit anything out, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Song Qian immediately crossed his legs, as if he was meditating. After relaxing for a while, he felt much better, and the uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared.

Could it be that the way he was just now was a problem left by the psychic? That was really too uncomfortable.

Song Qian thought about that feeling, and then shuddered. He didn't want to think about this feeling again. It was simply too uncomfortable, and he couldn't get up or down.

After the uncomfortable feeling gradually calmed down, Song Qian began to think deeply about what he had just talked about with Huang Taixian. Although the two of them just talked about not much, it would not prevent him from extracting his own thoughts from it. Organize the content you need and get the information you want to know.

In fact, although he didn't ask many questions just now, he has actually solved most of the doubts in his heart, especially the few things he asked before, which actually answered a lot, allowing him to understand some things that he had been thinking about before. Doubtful things arise.

Of course, he could not rule out that Wong Tai Sin had intentionally concealed part of this.

Song Qian could not guarantee that everything Huang Daxian said was true. It was unpredictable how much of it was true or false.

Xu Ke once said that since some things exist, they must have their fundamental truth, and concealing them from the world must also have their truths, and people can only comply with the destiny of heaven.

Song Qian was actually wondering whether what Huang Taixian said before was to let him down his guard so that he could help him do something.

Alas, it's really hard to tell about this kind of thing. After all, he has never encountered it before, so he doesn't know what is real and what is fake, so there is nothing he can use to identify it.

This approach is just like gambling. If you guess correctly, it will be good, and you may be able to make a career in the sky. If you make a mistake and make a mistake, you will lose everything, and you may not be able to recover.

Also, what Wong Tai Sin said about living at the end was also very confusing. He didn’t understand what it meant. What was it?
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