It is dangerous to enter someone else's subconscious. As he said before, a person's subconscious mind has infinite power. Of course, when he taught Chen Yan this method, he didn't expect to be able to use it so quickly.

Lance's consciousness began to contact the outermost layer of Chen Yan's brain. It was dark because she had turned off all the senses.

The larger the dark area, the greater the capacity of the person's brain. Colonel Lance had previously entered the brains of other people because of interrogation, and it was with a momentum like a bamboo. But now, he wants to wake up this brain and catch the intruder trapped in it, and the situation is even more complicated.

Colonel Lance has never been the kind of person who is looking for trouble, and improvisation is the logic of his thinking.

He closed his eyes and relaxed himself, and in that darkness continued to sink with the power from where, and after a long time, it seemed that after a long time, a sudden feeling of weightlessness came, and he felt himself fall to the ground.

One can do anything in the subconscious, create any illusion, as long as you want, as long as you are happy. Colonel Lance suddenly looked a little expectant, and when he opened his eyes, he could see something.

It's a deep canyon. Streams that flow through mountain streams shimmer in the reflection of the sun, and moss grows in places where the sun does not shine. Birds chirp and the sound is crisp.

Not far away, a little girl in a school uniform was turning over rocks by the stream, and she looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

He walked over that direction. The little girl heard her footsteps and looked up. The whole is a miniature version of Chen Yan.

"Who are you?" she asked curiously.

Colonel Lance walked up to her and crouched down quietly, "Tour, just passing by here." Who are you?"

The girl's eyes were clear, reflecting the figure of Colonel Lance, and her childish face was full of curiosity. Hearing Lance's words, she didn't doubt it at all, lowered her head and continued her "great cause", while solemnly introducing: "My name is Chen Yan."

Unexpectedly, in her subconscious, she actually returned to her childhood. Colonel Lance looked at the little girl quietly.

The little girl was generous, and suddenly revealed her old bottom, "My father and I came here for a vacation." There are a lot of small crabs under the rocks here. ”

Then he looked at the uncle who suddenly appeared next to him, and he thought he was a good person, so he generously pulled him in, "You can find it together, and then let Dad cook it for you." ”

Colonel Lance couldn't laugh or cry, for the first time in his life someone dared to invite him to dig crabs with him, and that man himself felt very generous.

The girl's little hand turned over a stone, and the puddle in the riverbed was immediately filled with the water, and she quickly picked up the crab with her hand, stuffed it into a bottle, grinned, and glanced at him, "Hurry up, I won't be able to eat it tomorrow." ”

He was inexplicably infected by this simple happiness, and began to follow her example and turn over stones, while pretending to be casual and asking, "Why can't you eat tomorrow?"

"I'm going back with my dad tomorrow, and the vacation is over", she regretted a little, but soon became happy again, "I can come back next year." ”

With Colonel Lance on board, the little bottle of crab filled up quickly. The girl took him to a small cabin, "Daddy, I caught a lot of crabs today, thanks to the help of this uncle!"

Lance coldly heard Chen Yan call him uncle, and couldn't help but get goosebumps.

An elegant middle-aged man walked out of the wooden house, he took the bottle in Chen Yan's hand with a smile, and greeted Lance. Knowing that he was a passing tourist, he was warmly invited into the house to have dinner together. It seems that this father and daughter are as innocent.

Xiao Chen Yan jumped into the house, consciously invited Lance to sit down, and brought him some fruit, and then went into the inner room to tinker with something.

Lance looked around and saw some books scattered on the desk next to him, with the name Chen Yan written on the cover. His heart skipped a beat, and he had a guess.

"Chen Yan, is the notebook on the table yours?"

"Well, that's my workbook. Uncle, what's wrong?"

"It's okay", Lance looked at the word "Chen Yan" on the notebook. Her name in Yashu has always been Chen Yan, and she changed her name for herself.

There was a small exclamation from the room inside, and Lance, worried about the intruder, immediately rushed over, only to find that Xiao Chen Yan was looking at each other with a spider.

Thinking that now Chen Yan could even take out the brain of a giant beast quietly, he suddenly felt that this child who was afraid of spiders was very cute, "I'll help you get it?"

The girl nodded busily. After Lance cleared the obstacle for her, she returned to her work.

Lance came back from throwing the spider, and his heart jumped. What Chen Yan tinkered with was an old-fashioned safe, the same as the one in the abandoned factory.

Perhaps the uncle had just helped her with a problem, and she began to introduce herself, "This is the latest style, and I made a bet with my dad that if I could open it, I could have a meal of praline chocolate, as much as I wanted." ”

After thinking about it, she added, "I can share a little bit with you in a while, you helped me today."

Seeing her as if she was a little adult, Lance couldn't help but smile, "Well, thank you then." But are you sure you'll be able to open it in a moment?"

The girl gave him a blank look, concentrating on what was going on, "Don't be silent, I need to be quiet."

Gradually, Lance couldn't laugh, Chen Yan was using the method in the factory before, no, it should be said that the method in the factory was the latter one.

Clockwise, counterclockwise, clockwise, click. The safe was opened to reveal a box of pralines.

Chen Yan happily hugged the chocolate box and opened it, gave Lance a few, and then opened one himself and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lance wanted to say that he didn't eat sweets, but after thinking about it, he stuffed the handful of candy into his coat pocket.

"Did you think of this method yourself, or did your father teach it?" he asked, looking at the child who was enjoying it, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Of course I came up with it myself!" she puffed out her chest, "but Daddy also taught a little bit of ......."

Lance smirked, "You're already amazing, I can't," he complimented awkwardly, and immediately exchanged a big smile and a second handful of pralines.

Children seem to be like this, your little doubt can be exchanged for a shattered resistance, but a little praise can get unreserved joy and gratitude.

It's a pity that they forget this when they grow up. Smile is not because of praise, and rebellion is not because of denial.

Lance felt that this place was not bad, and he was a little reluctant to leave.

He had never hesitated to phrase it like at this moment, "Chen Yan ......"

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound in the mountains. Chen Yan was still at a loss, but he was picked up by Lance, the box of chocolates fell to the ground, and the candy inside rolled to the ground.

But instead of crying and picking it up, the girl began to tremble, at first only slightly trembling, and soon began to turn pale and tremble like a sieve.

Lance rushed out with her in his arms, and saw a mountain stream not far away that was still shining through the sun, which was now filled with floodwaters. The murky water roared upwards as if it were about to destroy the hut.

Chen Yan's father was gone, and Lance knew that it was all something that happened in her subconscious. Suddenly, another man rushed out of the slope and ran towards a high ground where the flood water could not reach it for the time being.

If you die subconsciously, it will cause irreparable damage to the human brain, and can even directly cause brain death. Therefore, Lance immediately rushed to the high ground with Chen Yan, and saw that the hut below was instantly engulfed by the flood.

The man was standing beside them, looking terrified. Colonel Lance suddenly asked Chen Yan, "Do you know him?"

The little girl seemed to be still immersed in the fright just now, looked at the man timidly, and shook her head.

Lance's eyes flashed, and he turned to the man and asked, "Who are you?"

"I also traveled through here, but I didn't expect to catch the flood so coincidentally. If you don't hide even if you do, you'll die," he said, looking frustrated.

Lance took a few steps back and slowly lowered the little girl, "Oh, I see. ”

Maybe his tone was too cold, or something else, and the man's expression was a little unnatural, "That's it." I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was already pressed face down on the ground by the other party.

"Why did you invade Ashur's driver's brain?" Lance asked coldly.

"What are you talking about? I'm just here for a tourist!Who knew that I would be so unlucky enough to catch up with a landslide and mudslide, and I couldn't even go back, I ......" His voice gradually diminished in Colonel Reim's grim eyes, and finally disappeared into the rumbling sound of the water.

"Editor, if you can go back, where are you going to go back?" Lance sneered and pointed at the little girl Chen Yan, "This is her subconscious, someone she doesn't even remember, it can only mean that it is foreign." I am, and so do you. ”

The surrounding flood had submerged everything, and there were no small houses, moss, and streams to be seen, except for the high ground where they were, which seemed to be "rising and rising" with the water line.

Because she herself is on it, she subconsciously wants to keep herself safe.

With a slight lift of Lance's wrist, the man let out a scream that echoed through the cliff-like mountain stream on both sides. The girl frowned, "It's noisy."

The world was suddenly quiet. The echoing sound came to an abrupt halt like a duck being choked by the neck.

The man shuddered.

"Say," Lance curled the corners of his mouth, "who sent you here and for what purpose".

The little girl Chen Yan had been silent since just now, without saying a word. Seeing the "uncle" who came first fighting with this later "uncle", he was also very calm.

It was as if the fear of the flood had dissipated and nothing could scare her.