A long time after Yunfei left, her sentence 'You think about my words' still vibrated in Fan Yin's heart, and her heart was cold. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For normal people, it is really a very tragic thing to become a lonely ghost, but what is even more tragic is that before the crime has been decided, the best friend will 'gently persuade him' to become a lonely ghost is the best choice.

It's ironic.

She suddenly remembered that day Yunyin solemnly told her, let her believe him, and give him some time.

She should have believed him, she could only trust him.

After making up his mind, Fan Yin was a little settled in his heart, and then he realized that he was very hungry, and looked around carefully, and found that there were several measuring sticks lying in an inconspicuous small corner.

The transparent energy bar naturally blends in with the surrounding environment, and the people who watch over her are prepared with both hands - crazy her or starve her, this is really a last resort, and the delicate mind makes people have to admire.

Fan Yin felt that since he had promised Yun Drink to give him some time, he should keep his promise, and it was not good to let him work in vain, so he reached a temporary reconciliation with the 'biological and chemical weapons' who were very knowledgeable about the current affairs, and swallowed the energy bar in an intoxicated posture of eating a full banquet.

After 'tricking' herself into swallowing two energy bars in a self-deceptive manner, she felt six or seven points full, and the collective protest of the entire esophagus and stomach also made her more sober, so she began to think about the top priority - how to avoid being driven crazy by herself in 360 degrees?

Following in the footsteps of Shakyamuni, meditating with your eyes closed should be the best choice, but considering that your understanding of Buddhism is pitiful, and it is unlikely that you will have some understanding, you may accidentally go mad, so it should not be a good choice.

So what else can be done?

Just as Fan Yin was scratching her ears and cheeks, and there was nothing she could do, a familiar sigh suddenly sounded in her mind, although this sigh contained mockery, but it still made her eyes burst into tears.

"Dusty, your grandmother's! Not only can you pull me into the Spirit Scepter at any time, but you can also keep in touch with me at any time! You were going to see me laugh until I was going to go! ”

There was silence in his mind for a moment, and then the voice of the Absolute Dust sounded again: "You don't need to know what I originally planned, but now I plan to 'forever'." ”

"Hey, hey, Brother Jiechen, Grandpa Jiechen, we have something to discuss, but if you don't have such a quick white face, you can't ruin the revolutionary friendship."

"Humph! It doesn't take more than three seconds. Jiechen's words covered the hall and settled the conclusion for Fan Yin's revolutionary integrity.

"People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads; The dragon was played by shrimp in shallow water, and the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang; The feathered phoenix is not as good as a chicken・・・・・" Fan Yin thought about it in a mess for a long time, and barely suppressed the monstrous anger in his heart, and finally concluded indignantly: "One day the tiger returns to the mountain, and blood will stain half the sky." ”

When she closed her mouth proudly, she finally remembered that since Jiechen could send her words through her auditory nerves, she could naturally hear her broken thoughts.

What a sin this is!

"What's that" Fan Yin tried to call out to Jiechen in his mind, and made up his mind to save a little affection, "I ・・・・・・"

"Don't worry, I'm never threatened by a kitten with teeth and claws."

The condescending contemptuous gesture of "・・・・・・", this malicious and mocking tone, is really bearable, aunt, well, of course, you can bear it.

"Your mental power in this cell is so suppressed that you can't enter the Spirit Scepter for the time being, but it's not too much of a problem, anyway, it's mainly on your own next." Jiechen said a few words ominously, and Fan Yin's head was full of mud when he heard it.

Fortunately, this paste was quickly turned into a clear spring by the dust, so when he taught 'how to control the mind', the dust kept scolding: "You have water in your head?!" ”

Controlling the concentration, wandering, and divergence of one's spiritual power, and even achieving communication with the universe, and then realizing the distortion of time and space, to put it bluntly, are all a kind of 'inward' exploration, a kind of reconciliation in the sense of self.

But if you want to control the thinking of external objects, in addition to establishing contact with your own spiritual power, the most important thing is to try to compress the space of your own mental power and maintain a state of disconnection with the other party.

This is the most confusing point for Fan Yin, since it is to control the thinking of external objects, it is natural to let his spiritual power override foreign objects, suppress and guide his spiritual power, how can he compress the space as much as possible? After compressing the space of mental power, how can you establish contact with the other party?

After being exhausted from one explanation at a time, Juechen finally sighed infinitely melancholy: "Come, tell grandpa, do the teachers who were angry with you in the previous life have a reinforced platoon?" ”

Fan Yin was silent, feeling that her attitude towards knowledge was completely insulted.

"To use an inappropriate analogy, as you often say 'affinity', to establish a cordial connection with the other party, but not to make the other party feel resistant, this requires one party to compress their own space as much as possible, and take the initiative to reach out their tentacles, touch the other party's most fragile and soft spiritual end, so to say, do you feel better understood?" At this time, Juechen took out the patience of a kindergarten aunt, and thought that he would be going to smoke in the next second, and he would be in the immortal class.

When Fan Yin heard this, he suddenly woke up, thought carefully for a long time, and finally asked the last question that troubled him: "Report!" What is it like to have affinity? ”

Dustless, dead, ominous.

After Yunfei got out of the Space Legion office building, he drove the aircraft in two big circles alertly, got rid of the federal agents who were tracking him, and then drove in the opposite direction to the private manor in a hurry.

Passing through the central business district and passing through the slums, the primrose-colored aircraft became more and more desolate until they crossed Yaping Mountain, a barren mountain range that defines the area of human activity and the wild.

The aircraft encountered a small force field defense system in front of the Yaping Mountain Range and had to stop, but soon, the scanning system emitted a crisp 'tick' sound, and the force field defense system instantly tore a gap.

The slight hum of the aircraft's engine sounded again, and a primrose-colored color disappeared lightly into a green wave with yellow and red.

At this time, it is the beginning of autumn, and the forest sea is colorful as far as the eye can see, replacing the pale green of late summer, and the mountains extend and disappear until the end of the sky.

Although she couldn't see the elegant and chic manor yet, Yunfei could still accurately sense its location, and as the distance got closer and closer, she was both excited and a little nervous.

Finally, the manor, which is almost integrated with the surrounding environment, still hugs the lute and half-hides the corner, and the huge stone villa perched on a waterfall tells the extraordinary identity of the owner with its rough and majestic lines.

Skillfully parked the aircraft on the tarmac behind the boulder villa, Yunfei walked forward not far, and sure enough, he saw the half-sleeping lord under a tree of osmanthus. (To be continued.) )