This should also be regarded as a kind of supernatural power. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And, it feels pretty good. This entire area, three feet into the ground, and more than a hundred feet above the ground, this piece of heaven and earth is all in the perception, and nothing is missing.

If necessary, Xu Guangling could paint a picture of this park, covering every plant, every leaf, every vein, and every small life that inhabits this park.

It's amazing to think about.

Or, more than just amazement.

But other than that, Xu Guangling didn't seem to be useful when he found this magical power.

What can it be used for?

At least for the moment, Xu Guangling didn't expect it.

This morning, Chen Zhihe followed the two old men to the park, and then took the bead string given to him, and when he put it on, until Xu Guangling left, Lao Chen did not have any special reaction.

However, in the evening, Xu Guangling came to Zhang Lao's small building again, and the senior brother's gaze was obviously different.

If Xu Guangling is not mistaken, there is shock in it, and more is blazing. - This is not a big surprise to Xu Guangling.

Well, the situation is pretty much clear at this point.

It seems that the mist does have an effect on the human body or living organisms, and it is not limited to animals and plants. The main thing is that its role can be clearly felt by ordinary people. (Academician Chen, who was classified as an "ordinary person", cried and fainted in the toilet.) ）

And when the little girl Zhou Qingzhu saw Xu Guangling again, she was obviously eager and familiar with him, if she didn't feel wrong, the little girl even had some dependence on him.

In terms of treatment, this is certainly a good thing.

Dependence is a higher recognition than trust.

This is undoubtedly a more effective "righteous mind".

"Brother Xu, I borrowed the book from the library, and I have already continued the next five songs. As soon as they met, before Xu Guangling could sit down, the little girl said in such a hurry.

"Can you recite it already? Xu Guangling said with a slight smile.

The little girl didn't have a book with her.

That must have been in my mind.

"Brother Xu, the fifth poem you said yesterday is "Ancient Song" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty, and there is a sentence in it that is "ten thousand winds generate night sounds", today I flipped through the dictionary of Song poetry, and I found one at the beginning, which is Wang Yuyan's "Village Travel". ”

The horse wears the mountain trail chrysanthemum and the early yellow, and the letter horse grows in the wild.

Ten thousand gullies have a sound with evening sounds, and the peaks are speechless and the sun is slanting.

The leaves of the begonia pear are carmine-colored, and the buckwheat flowers are white and snowy.

What is the matter with melancholy? The original tree of the village bridge is like my hometown.

The little girl recited the poem in a very clear voice.

Of course, Xu Guangling nodded in approval. This is another poem that goes beyond the textbook for middle school students. But then, the little girl Zhou Qingzhu found what she was familiar with.

"Brother Xu, the seventh song I arranged is "Mountain Walk" by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty. ”

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, Baiyunsheng has a home.

Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February.

Then the eighth song is Zhang Ji's "Fengqiao Night Park" in the Tang Dynasty.

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

These two songs, both of which the little girl learned, read them very fluently, unlike the previous first song, although she didn't stammer, but it seemed a little jerky, and the next one came to the little girl unfamiliar:

The cold forest wants to live in the dark, and there are no green lights in the wall.

The light rain makes people pretend to sleep, and lie down to listen to the tired horses gnawing on the remnants.

This is Chao Duanyou's "Staying at Jeju Ximen Wai Hotel" by Chao Duanyou of the Song Dynasty.

However, after this song, the little girl's expression was slightly excited, because she returned to the familiar "field": "Brother Xu, the tenth song is "November 4th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty. ”

The zombie and lonely village does not mourn, and Shang Si is the national military wheel.

Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier fell into a dream.

The common denominator of these two songs is undoubtedly "lying down", and both have the image of a "horse", which is very normal and logical to be deducted from the excitement of the little girl at this time.

It's just that after reading this one, the little girl was slightly depressed, "Brother Xu, the one behind, I thought about it and looked for it for a long time, but I didn't find a suitable one." ”

Xu Guangling smiled.

"Xiaozhu, it seems that you are 'the mountain and the water have no way out'. ”

In fact, it is not that the mountains are heavy and the waters are restored, but that the mountains are cut off. For the little girl, the amount of reading about poetry is obviously still too small, and it is normal to encounter a gap in this derivation.

"Stiff Lying, Lonely Village, Self-Mourning, Luntai, Night, Iron Horse, Binghe?" Xu Guangling read the phrases in the poem just now, which are all buttons that can lead to the next poem, "Presumably, in these, Xiaozhu, you haven't found a suitable one." But did you miss a single thing about this poem?"

"What's missing?" said the little girl, confused.

"Girl, the title! The title should also be counted, right?" this was not Xu Guangling's words, but Mr. Zhou, who was sitting on the side, added.

"Title: November 4th, Stormy Storm?" the little girl realized, and then fell into thought, but it was evident that for a while, from these two buttons, she still could not find a suitable next song.

"Girl, I know a song here. Mr. Zhou said again.

"The old man also knows a song. Mr. Zhang said.

"Twenty-one. Mr. Chen said.

"White. Mr. Zhou picked it up.

"Cyan. Mr. Zhang added with a smile.

At this time, several old people seemed to be rejuvenated and played games.

Chen Zhihe's lips squirmed, and it could be seen that he seemed to be able to match this "free solitaire", but because the two elders were in front of each other, they kept silent with interest.

Zhou Qingzhu's little girl's gaze followed the three old men, but of course, from this extremely limited number of words, she definitely didn't find the result, so next, her gaze turned to Xu Guangling again, and in the face of this gaze, Xu Guangling smiled and said: "Xiaozhu, you go to the Tang Poetry Dictionary tomorrow and look up Bai Juyi's poem, there will be one in it, which can match." ”

After that, it's back to the treatment.

That's the right thing.

Before meeting Zhou Qingzhu, Xu Guangling refined three words for the treatment plan for cancer, "anti", "support", and "dispelling".

But now after focusing on the little girl's condition, Xu Guangling found that these three words were not wrong, but they were not very suitable for the little girl's situation.

It's still a little girl's heart problem.

If the nutrition is not enough, you can "help", and everything that the body lacks is not enough, you can "help", but what should you do if you have congenital hypoplasia, or even may be a deficiency at the genetic level?

At least for now, Xu Guangling has no way at all.

What he did today was still acupuncture, and it only made the little girl open her stomach, just like yesterday.

The situation in the little girl's body is very fragile now, and Xu Guangling doesn't even dare to dredge the blood in her body to make it flow more smoothly. - That's good for the little girl's physical defenses, but it consumes a little more energy.

And this kind of consumption is not allowed by the little girl's current physical condition.

"Frost, ice. ”

At this time, inexplicably, Xu Guangling remembered a sentence in the "Kun Hexagram" of the Book of Changes that he had read.

Xu Guangling didn't understand the whole book of the Book of Changes, including the Kun hexagram, and also included this sentence in the Kun hexagram, but at this time, I don't know why, he inexplicably felt that the little girl's current situation was "Walking on frost, ice to the end." ”

Frost, ice to.

In the I Ching, the last sentence of this sentence, or the latter level, is, "The straight is big, not practiced, and there is no disadvantage." ”

What does this phrase mean?

Is it possible to help the little girl's condition?

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Anyway, according to the description in this chapter, does anyone know what the eleventh psalm should be?

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