The car was downhill and bumpy on the slightly bumpy road. The bag in the car basket slowly moved in the tremor and wind, and finally slipped down at a moment.

Then, the bag hanging on the handlebar was arced in the air and hit the front wheel bar.

The sharp brake sounded, and the cold wind of death blew in the face. The two people in the car flipped out, the boy was on the outside and the girl was on the inside. One side of the boy was the lawn on the side of the road, and the other side of the girl was the running car.

In an instant, the irresistible terror occupied the boy's entire heart. That kind of terror was not only fearing death, but more fearing about losing. It was fearing about losing one's own life, but more fearing about losing another person.

The fear of loss even exceeds the fear of death. This fear is so strong and fierce that it instantly burns out all the boy's reason. All logical thinking is invalid here, and the mind is blank, and what remains is just the most instinctive and straightforward reaction.

So, the boy, who was in mid-air, reached out his hand, grabbed another tender hand, and then pulled it hard, and the position exchanged - the picture was blurred.

The next clear picture is in an apartment. On the sofa, the girl was sitting honestly. On the ground, the boy squatted uprightly. The boy took out a lot of medicine, which was used to develop the skin, remove scars, promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and got everything he could think of. After carefully sprinkling the external medicine on the wounds on the girl’s left knee and right elbow, the boy bandaged it with bandages.

A girl with stars in her eyes couldn't help but scold her, "Silly Qi, you are really stupid this time. Because of you, Xixi will wear two scars when she wears a skirt and short sleeves in the future. For a beauty, this will be a lifelong suffering, so your sin is really great!"

The boy paused his hands, his eyebrows were frowning tightly, and he felt guilty and could no longer speak. If he hadn't turned around proudly while going downhill, he wouldn't have found the loose bag, and today's things would have happened.

"Okay Mengmeng, stop talking about him, today is an accident." The girl's voice was soft, and then she was a little playful: "Hey, fool Qi, is this considered to be the eternal mark you left me?"

"Huh--" The boy took a deep breath, put away all his negative expressions, and then smiled: "Don't worry, I will be responsible for the rest of my life."

"Haha, what do you say!" The star-eyed girl patted the boy's shoulder with a smile and said, "Fortunately, both of them have nothing to do today. And you can pull her back in the air, which is indeed manly enough. So, to redeem your sins, as our good buddy, you can just take responsibility for the scars. You don't have to be responsible for the rest. Don't forget that although you are in another place, they also have-"

Hom, the picture suddenly shattered, turning into countless meaningless turbulences and collided in the mind, causing a painful storm to roll up in the ocean of consciousness. The unavoidable pain was so sudden and so intense, as if the entire soul was instantly pierced and torn apart.

In the small dark room, Yang Qi suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head and opened his mouth and shouted: "Ah—!!" The roar rolled and echoed in the empty room. In the echo, Yang Qi hugged his head with both hands and fell on the bed in pain, and then calmed down a little after a while. He was panting and sweating, and Yang Qi slowly sat up.

With a self-deprecating smile, Yang Qi murmured: "Inner Demon, I didn't expect that she would become my inner Demon. I was not a person who couldn't see it out of my mind. This should not be caused by this situation. It seems that there are some unstable places in my way of force-delaying. Before hitting the seventh round, I should review the first six rounds again."

The inner demon is a word that everyone who likes to read novels is familiar with. The definition of the inner demon in each novel is different, but for Yang Qi, the so-called inner demon is something that affects your thoughts when you are deeply self-reflective and self-aware. To put it bluntly, in fact, everyone has the inner demon to more or less. Those things that make us toss and turn and cannot fall asleep, those things that make us dream back to our pillows at midnight, those things that make us anxious and uneasy and make us have no appetite, those are the inner demons.

The inner demon is not mysterious or far away. Everyone has it. Regret, regret, self-blame, guilt, loss, despair, these emotions are the inner demons. Even in ordinary people, these inner demons may lead to neurasthenia and other diseases. In masters whose mental power is higher than ordinary people, the destructive power of the inner demon is even greater.

But the inner demon is not unsolvable. Even the most saints cannot help but have one or two dark history, a bit unbearable to look back on. But in normal times, everyone can relieve themselves and adjust themselves. Time soothe everything. After time passes, even if you pass by that person, you just nod and smile. It would be fine if you sigh in your heart, no one will seek death.

But when people are emotionally unstable and their minds are unstable, these emotions will be amplified to the point where they cannot be self-sustained. This is the moment when the inner demon attacks. Yang Qi's spiritual cultivation is already very high, but today the inner demons are produced, so it indirectly proves that Yang Qi's mental cultivation is not stable.

"That's right, my chakra skills were finally practiced by taking a different approach. Using blood and energy to open the spiritual chakra, there may be something wrong with this method. Fortunately, I discovered it early, so it would be too late to practice the crown chakra. I'll practice it again in the orthodox way." Yang Qi calmed down his emotions and regained his rationality: "After building a solid foundation, the inner demons will naturally dissipate. Moreover, it is precisely because of today's inner demons that remind me of the past."

He flipped his left hand and the phone appeared. One phone number was dialed out: "Hey, Wendy, I'm Yangqi, let Feminister answer the phone."

When the phone was handed over, Feminister's incredible voice came: "Yang Qi? Can you really call your cell phone in prison?"

"These are all small things. I remember a message might be useful. Do you remember the diary of the central figure? It mentioned a black coroner."

"Uh, I remember there was such a person, but they all mentioned it in an vague way. Why, is there any problem with this coroner?"

"I'm not sure if there is any problem, but go find him and try it. Although he doesn't have much hope, he may know something." Yang Qi remembered the sixth article in the strategy: "Remember the sixth article in the strategy: go find the black man to collect the coroner. Although this mysterious guy may not say anything, he may know something."

"Okay, I'll go and investigate the matter of the corpse collector immediately. How about you?"

"Me? My place is very good, and the beautiful life has just begun."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qi sat steadily again. This time, he no longer rushed to attack the crown chakra, but turned around and re-examined the root chakra. Focusing his consciousness on the first round of the seven chakra, Yang Qi re-cultivated according to the orthodox method. The cultivation essence that the fool Meng said should pass through his heart, and Yang Qi sank into deep cultivation.

From here, we are on the right track of cultivation.

Before he knew it, time quietly flowed away. The rotation of the sun and the moon could not be seen in the small dark room, but Yang Qi gradually did not need the sun and the moon or even the clock to count the time. After re-climbing the seven-wheeled foundation, some mysterious abilities gradually appeared. The sense of time in his mind became clearer, which made Yang Qi like to do some small experiments when he was interested. For example, he said a time himself and then used various methods to confirm it. There was a little deviation at the beginning, but gradually he began to fit in and hit every stroke.

This is just an unexpected surprise, just like a gift given when recharging a phone call, it makes people happy but not the subject. The biggest progress lies in the progress of the fourth level of touch micro-knowing change in Prajna Prajna Prajna. When he re-educated to the third round, Yang Qi finally found a slight feeling of touch micro-knowing change. From time to time, that super touch will appear and make a comeback.

On the seventh day, Yang Qi stood in front of the iron gate. He closed his eyes and reached out to cover the door panel. He shook his hands gently, and a shocking microwave spread rapidly along the main body of the door panel. This shock was not enough to form a sound that could be heard, but it spreads and flows back like ripples on the rigid structure. When Yang Qi's hand skin felt the tremor of the return, the structure of the iron gate had been roughly depicted in his mind. Where there is a lock core, where the reinforcement beam is, where the rust is more fragile, it is clear and clear.

Although this super-tactile feeling is still very unstable and sometimes not. However, Yang Qi knew that he was not far from formally mastering the fourth level. Perhaps it was just an opportunity and one comprehension that could officially advance to the subtle changes.
Chapter completed!