Chapter 12: Meditation
By the time the meditation is over, it's already three hours later.
"Each of you who has successfully done meditation can follow the course. ”
Zhou Xi's words made all the students in the special class happy.
Luo Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the skill points were strong enough.
At this time, he saw Shi Tian and Zhou Tong walking out of the classroom together, remembered the prank of the two yesterday, and asked the table next to him.
"It's an illusion, it's not called an illusion, the two concepts are very vague, but they are very different. ”
Yang Mengxiao said: "There must be emotional resonance in order for people to hallucinate. ”
"Resonance?"
"Yes, not all psychicists can create illusions and cannot be used as a yardstick. Yang Mengxiao said.
"Then how do you know if you have a resonance?" asked Luo Yan.
"Ask the teacher. ”
Luo Yan was stunned, Zhou Xi's aura was too strong, and the thought of facing it alone made his heart furious.
However, with the idea of endless learning, I still came to Zhou Xi's office.
"You came just in time, and you haven't tested your mental talent yet. ”
Zhou Xi was fiddling with a metal helmet with a lot of tubes attached to it.
After Luo Yan put it on, Zhou Xi whispered softly.
It didn't matter what the content was, Luo Yan's spirit was in a trance for a while, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
During this process, a screen displays values and curves.
Zhou Xiliu frowned, the data showed that Luo Yan's mental power was very ordinary, and there was nothing worth paying attention to.
However, the instrument is not 100% accurate, and this is something that every spiritual master knows.
After Luo Yan came to his senses, he asked what the result was.
"Ordinary. Zhou Xi said truthfully.
Luo Yan found that he was not very surprised, and he was used to it.
Zhou Xi saw that he was not affected, and nodded slightly.
It is not easy to have an unwavering heart in practice.
Luo Yan asked about the hallucination.
"Hallucinations are very difficult to interfere with, and if a psychic master can deceive the enemy 100% through hallucinations, then he can simply erase them. ”
What this means is that the spirit level needs an illusion to deal with the mortal level?
However, it is not excluded that it can sometimes work wonders, and it is not wrong to master one more skill.
Seeing that he was interested, Zhou Xi took out a book.
The title of the book is only one word: "Fantasy".
After school, Luo Yan couldn't wait to go home and open the book, which was detailed about illusion.
The difference between hallucinations and illusions is the trigger conditions.
Hallucinations must be through eye contact or physical contact.
Luo Yan thought of Shi Tian and Zhou Tong's pranks.
Illusions are different, and you can be hit within the range.
As a result, illusions are more difficult to detect and detect.
In order to hallucinate, it is necessary to concentrate one's mental energy a little.
By touching in a similar way to meditation, it is not difficult for those with the gift of empathy to do so.
"It's talent again. ”
Luo Yan didn't know the bottom of his heart, so he fetched a basin of water according to the method in the book, waited until the water surface was still, and put his face up.
If you can see what you want on the water, it means that you have the ability to empathize.
The hardest part of this process is meditation, which requires a little concentration.
Luo Yan found that learning meditation through skill points allowed him to retract and release freely, and naturally put out the content of meditation in his mind.
As the pupils dilated, a handsome face appeared on the surface of the water.
Luo Yan was ecstatic, and finally he had never lost in terms of talent.
It can't be said to be a talent completely, the key is that the meditation method is free, and the resonance is not completely a talent, similar to empathy.
Empathy refers to empathy, empathy, empathy, and empathy.
To put it simply, it is psychological transposition and comparing hearts to hearts.
Luo Yan glanced at his watch, and before he knew it, it was already half past seven in the evening.
When I walked out of the room, the living room was pitch black, and my mother hadn't come back yet.
Luo Yan frowned, did he go to borrow money again?
The gift placed in the foyer is still there, ruling out this possibility.
"The place where my mother tutors is in the North Gate Pavilion. ”
Thinking of this, Luo Yan's face changed greatly.
At the end of school, he saw explosion-proof cars rushing in that direction.
The teacher said that the students who came home from school were to get out of the way.
Thinking of the report in the morning, Luo Yan panicked.
Relieved, he put on his coat and went out.
It takes 20 minutes to walk to the school, and the North Gate Pavilion is between schools, so it doesn't take 10 minutes to run there.
Yes!
Passing through a dark street, Luo Yan heard a woman's scream, coming from an abandoned department store next to him.
This is a commercial street, and at this point in time, the shop fronts on the right have been closed, and the whole street is quiet.
The department store used to be the liveliest part of the old town.
With the development of the new town, it was abandoned.
Luo Yan pricked up his ears, and there was no sound.
He couldn't tell who the terrible cry was.
Maybe it's psychological, it sounds a bit like Mom.
After hesitating, Luo Yan climbed over the wall and went into the corridor, where he used to explore with his playmates and became familiar with the terrain.
In the dark and quiet environment, the sound of breathing and heartbeat can be heard clearly.
After not taking a few steps, Luo Yan covered his mouth and nose and held his breath.
Until the state calmed down, he lightly touched the second floor.
The second floor is so wide that you can't see it all at a glance.
Luo Yan continued to move forward, his eyes crossed the corner, and suddenly found a figure flashing, and quickly hid behind the pillar.
Immediately after, he turned on his psychic sense, carefully probing it.
Behind the frosted glass door, there are two figures.
No!
It's three!
Under the vision, there was another person lying on the ground, motionless, with liquid flowing from his neck.
Dead person!
Luo Yan's scalp exploded all at once.
A woman is tied to a chair.
"Not Mom. ”
Judging the result by his figure, Luo Yan was relieved and regretted that he was too anxious to come in.
Now I'm going to sneak out and inform the Wind Guards.
What are you kidding, he's still a student.
Suddenly, Luo Yan broke out in a cold sweat, and at some point, the figure of the deserter disappeared!
There was a faint sound of breaking the air in his ears, Luo Yan didn't look back, he rolled on the spot, the ground was covered with dust, and he continued to run forward with his hands and feet.
Footsteps approached behind him, followed by crashing and screams of pain.
In the dimly lit environment, the fugitive ran into an obstacle and his wounds were bleeding.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Yan hid under a broken sofa, which was the most difficult place to be found in the past when playing catch and seek.
His heart was about to pop out of his throat, and he kept telling himself to calm down.
Turn off the spiritual vision, save spiritual power, and before that, take a look at the time.
Two minutes until 8pm!
The faint light on the second floor comes from the street billboards outside.
Luo Yan, who lives nearby, knows that after eight o'clock, the lights must all be turned off.
By then, it will be pitch black!
"Bad luck!"
The fugitive He Jin held the wound in his abdomen and cursed in a low voice.
Originally, he hid in an abandoned factory to recuperate from his injuries, and he was about to recover, but a student smashed the glass.
It didn't take long for Fengwei to come and investigate.
After a hard fight, he finally escaped.
As a result, I didn't spend a day in this department store, and a man and woman came running in search of excitement.
Originally, he was going to endure it.
As a result, the man and woman chose to run errands on the table where he was hiding.
Can he bear this?