Qin Rong forced a smile and said, "Sister-in-law, don't make a fuss, Qinglin is ignorant and shouting, I'll train him when I go back." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He Shulan also felt embarrassed, and if she continued to talk, I was afraid that Liu Chongshan and his wife would think that she was using the topic to play, not to say it, and they should panic in their hearts, so they glared at Song Baojun fiercely.

Liu Qinglin broke free from the nurse, trotted in front of Song Baojun, with a flattering smile on his face, and said, "Brother-in-law, if I am obedient and take medicine, can you take me to play?" ”

Liu Chongshan and his wife glanced at each other and chose to remain silent. The child refuses to take the medicine, you can't pour it hard, and now he takes the initiative to say that he is willing to be obedient and take the medicine, it is better than anything, although Liu Xiyue's male classmate appeared so inexplicably.

"Okay, my brother-in-law will take you to play in a while." Song Baojun said stubbornly, feeling the gaze of "mother-in-law" like killing a pig.

Liu Qinglin hugged Song Baojun like a child.

Song Baojun was about to show the courtesy of his hairy-footed son-in-law when he first entered the door, only to see the sadness in the big boy's eyes appear clearly again, and a wave of his ghost energy gushed out of his brain.

In front of everyone's eyes, Song Baojun entered the imaginary space, and he didn't know how many times he was pulled in like this.

Song Baojun first felt that his body was materializing in this space, the blood in his veins was flowing, his heart was beating, and he really felt pain when he pinched his thigh.

He stretched out his feet on a hard ground. Ground! When the thirty-two personalities first created the imaginary space, Song Baojun only had a piece of nothingness around him, but now he can finally step on the ground, and it seems that the construction of this space is getting faster and faster.

Then the smell of earth came from the tip of the nose, smell! Even the sense of smell is gone!

Without waiting for him to take a closer look, several foggy shadows in front of him said, "Welcome, Lordship." ”

"I'm a little surprised, what happened to that kid just now?" Song Baojun tried to reach out to touch the other party, but he pounced, so he had to stop and say, "I feel that he has awakened the hidden ghost energy in his body." ”

The voice of the philosophical personality said, "Don't get me wrong, I woke up. This situation is very complicated, and I will briefly explain to you that in the contact just now, we noticed that a new personality was being born in this young man named Liu Qinglin......"

Song Baojun was taken aback: "He also has thirty-two personalities?" ”

The philosophical personality says: "He has two personalities, and it is correct to say that the original normal personality has collapsed and is on the verge of destruction because of brain damage, and a new personality is being born." But in his current state, it is difficult for his new personality to develop on its own. So the young man is in an extremely dangerous situation, and at any moment he may become a vegetative person due to the annihilation of his personality and fall into an eternal slumber. ”

Song Baojun said: "We can save him? ”

"Of course, it is also a rare experience for us to be able to observe the nurturing, growth, and expansion of other people's personalities to the greatest extent." The philosophical personality says, "This experience helps us how to respond to danger when it comes." ”

Song Baojun said: "What are you waiting for? Save him, that's my future brother-in-law. ”

The philosophical personality said: "This requires a huge amount of ghost energy and long-term protection, and in the future, it may be difficult for us to awaken a new personality, are you mentally prepared?" ”

Song Baojun didn't care, and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you can save your brother-in-law, you can do anything." ”

The philosophical personality was wrapped in a cloud of white flowers, leading the other personalities to float forward, and said, "Follow me." ”

Song Baojun trotted behind, attentively observing this newly constructed imaginary space.

The sky above him and the distant four directions are boundless deep black, covered with bright stars, densely connected, flickering and blinking from time to time, just like the eternal existence of the Milky Way, forming a gorgeous picture.

There is solid ground under your feet, and you will occasionally kick a small pebble or two. The grass brushes the surface of the feet with the running, a little numb and itchy, which is very wonderful.

The breeze is blowing around me, as if I went to the suburbs with my class for the first time in elementary school, and that unrestrained feeling is still reminiscent.

A tall camphor tree in the distance, the crown of the tree swayed lightly with the wind, and the fragrance was not ambiguous at all, light and pleasant, which made Song Baojun almost drunk in this deep dark night.

Its shadow was mottled and cast on the ground, and Song Baojun seemed to feel that the past of his childhood was coming one after another, and he couldn't help but want to compose a song "The Love of the Camphor Tree".

It's wonderful!

Following the philosophical personality, Song Baojun found a young man lying under the camphor tree. With a handsome face and closed eyes, isn't it Liu Qinglin? How could this kid appear in the imaginary space?

The philosophical personality didn't need to wait for Song Baojun to speak, and he could feel his doubts, and said: "Through the exchange and fusion of ghost energy, we were able to bring Liu Qinglin's personality to the imaginary space and directly guide and help him. But it's very spectroic energy, and it doesn't make him aware of our existence, so it's up to you to do the rest. ”

"Rely on me? I can't! Hey, big brother, you can't just leave a mess like that. ”

The philosopher's personality says, "You are the master of the imaginary space, where you can do whatever you can think of, provided that there is enough spectral energy to support it." Let your imagination run wild. ”

"Huh?" Song Baojun didn't have time to ask more, only to see that the philosophical personality, the violent personality, the literary personality, and the hypocritical personality turned into nothingness one after another and disappeared into the deep night.

The young man at his feet groaned softly, covered his head and slowly sat up, looked at Song Baojun blankly, and asked weakly, "You, who are you?" How am I here? The tone is calm, no longer has the milky childishness of the real world, and it sounds like a normal person.

"Liu Qinglin, I'm Song Baojun, your brother-in-law."

Liu Qinglin looked at a loss, from the outside, his mental state was very low, his eyes were foggy, his chest was rising and falling violently, he was wheezing hard, his complexion was pale as if he was seriously ill, even if it was a very ordinary action of sitting up, he used all his strength.

He stared at Song Baojun in a daze, thought for a long time, and suddenly had a shocked look on his face, and said, "You, how did you find here?" ”

"Here? This is my territory. Song Baojun's face appeared like a god stick at the right time, and said, "I brought you to my space to help you get out of the way." ”

"Lost?" Liu Qinglin held his head in his hands and thought hard, and said, "Where am I?" Where the hell am I? What about my mom and dad? Why didn't they come to my rescue......"

The last word stopped abruptly, and he hurriedly covered his chest and gasped for air, looking extremely laborious, as if he might die at any time.

Looking at this appearance, Liu Qinglin's personality is very unstable, and what the philosophical personality says is true.

"Since the philosophical personality says that I am the master of the imaginary space......" Song Baojun thought secretly, raised his right hand to concentrate his thoughts, and it didn't take long for him to feel a warm current flowing from his chest and conveying to his palm.

Is this the materialization of ghost energy in imaginary space?

The ghost energy continued to gush out, accumulating more and more, and the palm of the hand gradually became a white and transparent piece, and even the blood vessels were clearly visible, like a bright light under the shadow of the camphor tree.

Song Baojun didn't know how to use it, so he simply pressed his hand on Liu Qinglin's head.

The light cluster on the palm of his hand suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the white and miserable white up and down the willow green forest.

The mentally handicapped young man couldn't help but open his mouth wide and looked at Song Baojun in a daze.

In an instant, the light clouds melted from his palm into the mentally handicapped boy's head.

"It's strange, it's like a magic movie, am I a magician, an apostle of the gods, or a spiritual master, a true person?" Song Baojun thought about it in a mess, and felt that since he even had thirty-two personalities, these things were really not surprising.

Liu Qinglin slowly calmed down, seemed to have a little more strength, his face had a lot of color, and he gasped and said, "This, what is this?" ”

Song Baojun squatted down in front of him and said, "I can save you." ”

Liu Qinglin frowned, suddenly remembered something, straightened out and grabbed Song Baojun's hand and said, "Brother-in-law, is it you?" Brother-in-law? ”

"You're finally remembering."

Liu Qinglin was quite excited for a while, his face turned red, and said, "I know, I understand!" For a split second, I saw you looking at me. No one has ever seen me in so long but you! It's been eight years! It's been eight years! ”

Song Baojun put his arm on his shoulder and said, "Young man, speak slowly, don't get too excited." ”

"I—I don't know when, but, but when I woke up, I found myself confined in a dark room." Liu Qinglin said hesitantly: "I didn't have anything to eat or drink, I shouted wildly, and no one paid attention to me." ”

"It's pathetic." Song Baojun shook his head and sighed.

Liu Qinglin said with tears in his eyes: "Brother-in-law, save me, I know I'm about to die." After so much time in that room, I grew weaker and weaker, and I became less and less energetic......"

"Don't worry, you can't die."

After Song Baojun finished saying this, he suddenly saw a huge crack appear in the sky above his head.

The ground shook violently, the canopy of the camphor tree swayed from side to side, and the leaves flew one after another, flying sand and rocks everywhere.

"What's going on?"

Song Baojun immediately understood that the ghost energy was not enough to support the imaginary space, and Liu Qinglin cried and shouted, "Brother-in-law, what should I do?" Help me! ”

"It's too late now, you hold on a little longer." Song Baojun sighed, "If you can feel me in the real world, you must try to cooperate with me." ”

Liu Qinglin wiped a handful of tears: "Brother-in-law, I don't want to die." ”

……

A white light flashed, and Song Baojun returned to the real world, and the previous scene seemed to be just a boring dream.

A thunderous voice shouted: "Song Baojun! What's the matter with you! "Scared him.

When I looked up, everyone was glaring at me, including Liu Xiyue, my mother-in-law, and my uncle and wife. (To be continued.) )