Just like in memory, Huanhuan's cursor went to the big world and began to play inside.

Based on her, Fernan could be sure that he was there too, just as before.

This was not the same as Feinan's prediction, and according to what he knew about himself, once he saw the contents of the note, whether he believed it or not, he should do something.

In the second article, he mentioned that if he saw the note, he should at least come and see Ah * to check if he had been manipulated, instead of doing what he should do as if it was okay.

Feinan roughly extrapolated two possibilities.

First, I saw the note last night, but I didn't pay enough attention to it.

Second, I didn't see the note last night.

He thinks the latter is more likely.

If it's the latter possibility, where did the note go?

Was it blown away by the wind, or was it taken or tampered with?

There were many reasons, but he didn't want to delve into it, and he was sure that one thing was enough, and that was that someone was interfering with him and didn't want him to communicate with his current self.

Whether the other party is good or not, it makes Feinan wary, because this kind of thing will never happen only once.

If he wants to change the timeline, he needs to put in more effort.

According to Huishi's suggestion, the retrospective self and the current self cannot meet.

Judging from last night's note, if you want to communicate with your current self, you will definitely be disturbed and blocked.

So, since it is difficult to change his current self, why doesn't he try to do something about it himself?

Ah * is the key to breaking the game, even if he can't kill the Huoyun Evil God, it will be a big help.

In addition, there is Feng Chengcheng, Huanhuan was taken away by her, and he has to put an end to this hidden danger in advance.

A* and Fat Tsai Cong were asleep in the room, but Fernan didn't wake them up, but just walked to A*'s side.

The last time he tried to do something to Ah * while he was unconscious, it triggered his Buddha light and was bounced off.

Obviously, what is the second line of Ren Du is completely nonsense, Ah * has always been like a divine palm, but for various reasons, he has not been able to take the initiative to exert it.

Fei Nan judged that it should be his psychological problem, so this time, he had to enter the subconscious world of A*, to find the answer.

Reaching out his palm and pressing it on A*'s forehead, Feinan closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank instantly.

……

It's a small southern town, lazily lying in the evening sunset.

Outside the city, the trees are shady, and the moat meanders through, making it a summer scene.

Walking around the city, Fernand looked around with interest, looking for a target.

The shops along the street are open, and the hawkers are hawking, and it is a lively scene.

On the street, from time to time, a stunned little boy will run by, and his face is exactly the same as his childhood.

He seems to have countless clones, and he can be found everywhere in the entire small city.

Carrying a soy sauce bottle to make soy sauce, carrying a schoolbag to the school, laughing and playing with children of the same age, every part of this small city is full of his memories.

Fei Nan came to an old house, where there was also a childhood A* who was practicing a set of palm techniques one by one.

He struck a palm at the old tree next to the old house, and a gust of wind blew, only to see the old tree swaying for a while, as if it was injured by the palm wind, quite a bit of momentum.

Xiao A*'s face was overjoyed, and he ran back home excitedly.

Fernan stood aside, thoughtful.

From his point of view, Xiao A* did indeed strike a palm wind just now, shaking the old branches.

It can be seen that at this time, A* has already practiced the Divine Palm.

Fei Nan followed him into his house, where several families were busy in the deep courtyard, but no one could see him.

Following him to the inner room, Fernan saw at a glance a thin booklet that he pressed under his pillow.

Pulling it out, Fei Nan flipped to the front, and on the simple cover was a Buddha statue sitting on a lotus flower, with four big characters written on it, such as the palm of the gods.

Flipping through the cheats, Feinan's eyes froze.

There was a blank space in the cheats, not even a trace of ink.

How so?

Suddenly hearing movement, Fei Nan tucked the cheats back under his pillow and turned to look.

Xiao A*, who drank a stomach of cold water, ran in, took out the secret book from under the pillow, opened it carefully, sat on the small bench next to him, and read it with relish.

Fernan stood behind him, looking down, but the cheats were still blank.

Why can he see it, but I can't?

Is this kid's self-protection mechanism?

Fernan pondered for a moment, then turned and left the courtyard.

Walking down the street, he followed the other little Ah *, taking a closer look.

In many places, there is a figure of Xiao A* concentrating on studying cheats, under the corner, in the school, on the street, but every time Feinan passes, he can only see a blank space.

"Let go of that girl!"

Fei Nan suddenly heard a righteous shout.

Following the sound, Fernan passed through the town and came to the moat on the western outskirts of the city.

There were a few older kids snatching a little girl's lollipop, and it was the little A*, who was standing next to the side, posing for POSS, who shouted that sentence.

The older children pushed the little girl away and came to the little A* in a menacing manner.

With his palm on his chest, Xiao A* slapped a serious palm and slapped it on the leader's long-haired chest.

Fei Nan saw it clearly, when he moved his palm, there was a faint layer of golden light surging around Xiao A*'s body, but when he slapped the palm, the golden light did not gush out.

The soft palm did not hurt the long hair, but Xiao A* was slapped to the ground by him.

The group of older kids rushed up and punched and kicked him, and when they got their hair, they on his head.

The older children walked away, and the little ones* sat in silence, everything around them was cast a gray shadow.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Fernan silently turned around and left.

After waiting quietly at the corner of the street for a while, Fernan heard the shout again: "Let go of that girl!"

Back to the moat, the scene was repeating itself.

Xiao A* is still upright, facing a group of older children who are stronger than himself, without fear.

The big kids came to him, and with a serious face, he clasped his palms to his chest and slapped them.

This time, Fernan did not stand idly by, but snapped his fingers, and the long hair was slapped by Xiao A*, and immediately flew upside down, knocking down several companions behind him, and falling into a rolling gourd.

There was a hint of joy on Xiao A*'s face, but soon, Long Hair got up from the ground, as if he had not been hurt at all, and returned to him with a fierce face, slapping him in the face, knocking him to the ground, punching and kicking.

He was beaten and bruised and swollen, and lay on the ground with his head in his arms, as if nothing had changed.

Feinan watched from the sidelines, frowning.

A*This knot is a little deep-rooted!