Chapter 101: The Cemetery

Returning upstairs with Lin Qingya, Wang Lung asked, "Qingya, how strong is your mental power now?" ”

"It's growing every day, and now it's the size of a football, what's wrong?" Lin Qingya said.

"Do you remember why the three people, including your father, were so afraid of me when I stopped that car just now?" Wang Lung said.

"yes, why were they so afraid of you then? And listen to you like that? Supposedly they're seeing you for the first time, right? Lin Qingya couldn't help but say suspiciously, originally when Wang Lung appeared in front of the car, she was worried that she was not the opponent of the two practitioners, but she didn't expect that when Wang Lung came over, they would be so afraid of Wang Lung, logically speaking, they should have seen Wang Lung for the first time, which made her very puzzled.

"Look." Wang Lung said with a smile.

Then Lin Qingya felt that she was being held up by an invisible force, and Wang Lung on the opposite side was also like her, and the two of them floated in the room together.

"It's... Is this a spell? We're flying! Lin Qingya covered her mouth and exclaimed, her eyes were full of incredulity, originally she thought that Wang Long's high-level Xiong Linggen was just a little stronger than normal, but she didn't expect him to have such a magical spell.

"It's not a spell, it's a wonderful use of mental power." Wang Lung shook his head and said.

Then his gaze swept over the various objects in the room, those items that he saw, TV series, sofas, tables, chairs, etc., were all floating in mid-air, and after a while, Wang Lung put these things back in place, and then looked at Lin Qingya.

"Mental power! What a powerful mental power you have to do this! In the last few days, as my mental power has become more and more powerful, I also have a feeling that my mind can manipulate objects, but it is obviously not almost. Lin Qingya said.

"Qingya, you try this, concentrate, try to make this thin needle move." Wang Lung has an extra fine needle in his hand, this kind of fine needle was bought by Wang Lung some time ago, in fact, in his clothes, there are dozens of such fine needles, which is also his hidden killer weapon just in case, in case he encounters a master, such as a master whose strength is similar to Long Ling'er, it is difficult for his own spiritual power to imprison them, but he concentrates his spiritual power on a needle, the thin needle has almost no weight, and the resistance of the air is almost impossible for the fine needle, so as to break the surface, Then the needle will be more powerful than a bullet, and when the speed of the needle is extremely fast, it can easily shoot through several walls.

Wang Lung put the thin needle on the table, and then told Lin Qingya about his exploration and perception of spiritual power for so long, and then Lin Qingya stared at this thin needle according to Wang Long's instructions, and after a few seconds, drops of crystal sweat appeared on her forehead, obviously because of the excessive consumption of spiritual power.

Wang Lung watched quietly on the side, and did not disturb her, like Lin Qingya's mental power, just like a newborn baby, she is still very immature, and when she is released a little bit of external stimulation, her brain may sting, and if she is seriously stimulated by external stimulation, she may even be depressed for several days.

Slowly, the thin needle moved slowly, Lin Qingya took a deep breath, her face showed an excited expression, and she worked harder, and then, the thin needle slowly began to float.

"Ah, it's really floating!" Although Lin Qingya's eyes were full of tiredness, her expression was extremely excited.

But as soon as she spoke, she could no longer concentrate, and the needle fell on the table again.

"Qingya, you hold this thin needle, you can practice it every day, in fact, use more mental power, and you can also make your mental power grow slowly, I estimate that it won't be long before you can control your mental power and use the flying needle." Wang Lung nodded and said, and then with a movement of his spirit, a flying needle flew out from his sleeve, with a burst of coldness, and disappeared into the white wall in an instant.

"That's amazing!" Lin Qingya exclaimed.

"Actually, if you practice a lot, you can do it in the near future." Wang Lung said with a smile.

If Lin Qingya can control the flying needle, then at least in the face of ordinary people, she will have enough self-protection ability.

"Okay, the mental power consumption just now is too great, I'm dizzy now, I'll go back to the room and rest first." Lin Qingya nodded obediently and put away the fine needle.

"Yes." Wang Lung nodded, watched Lin Qingya go back to the room, and then went to Long Ling'er's room to find Long Ling'er, knocked on her door, and soon she opened the door.

"Brother, are you back? Qingya is fine. Long Ling'er said after opening the door.

"Well, it's okay." After Wang Lung walked into the room, he closed the door, and suddenly took Long Ling'er into his arms, and blocked her lips fiercely, just now on the road, Wang Lung was teased by Lin Qingya that there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart, but he couldn't do that kind of thing to this young little girl, at this time when he saw Long Ling'er, he couldn't help it anymore, and soon a piece of clothes was scattered on the ground...... (10,000 words omitted)

"Brother, you're so strong." A few hours later, Long Ling'er snuggled up to Wang Lung's side with a satisfied face and whispered.

Wang Lung sighed secretly in his heart, strong and strong troubles, even a thirty or forty-year-old like Qiu Manman can hardly bear herself, and just like a dragon like Long Ling'er, she has an incomparably strong physical fitness, so she can enjoy herself.

"By the way, Ling'er, do you only treat cancer? I thought that water-based spells could only heal ordinary injuries. Wang Lung suddenly remembered this matter, and said lovingly with his arms around Long Ling'er's soft and boneless delicate body.

"Of course, water is the source of life, and any illness can be treated, unless a person's limit has come, of course. Other people's water spells are definitely not good, that is, our dragon clan is the overlord of the water, so we can easily do it. Long Ling'er said proudly.

"So is there a way to bring a person back from the dead?" Wang Lung asked with some expectation, he couldn't help but think of his deceased grandmother, his only relative with blood relations, since the game of the Void came out, his life has changed dramatically, and many things that were originally impossible have become possible, so he has some expectations.

"That's naturally impossible, unless it's a powerful move, reversing time and space can resurrect the dead, but no power will be willing to do this, because the price to pay for reversing time and space is too great." Long Ling'er shook her head and said.

"Oh? Reversing time and space? What does it take to do that? Wang Long's eyes lit up and said that if he reached this state in the future, even if he paid a big price, he would resurrect his grandmother.

"I also heard from my elders, and I don't know exactly what level I have reached, but even my elders, whose strength is already extremely strong, can't do it." Long Ling'er said helplessly.

Wang Lung sighed regretfully, he now has endless money, which can make the people around him live a good life, but the grandmother who loved him the most before can no longer fulfill his filial piety, and Wang Lung still has a big question in his heart, since he was a child, his grandmother never mentioned his parents, as if he was from a stone collapse, even before she died, she didn't mention half a sentence.

"Brother, who do you want to resurrect for?" Long Ling'er couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"It's my grandmother, I've been such a relative since I was a child, although I don't have parents, my grandmother is very good to me." Wang Lung's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of sadness, if grandma can leave a few years late, seeing her grandson's current ability, she should feel happy, but unfortunately he used to be more playful, often go to Internet cafes to surf the Internet and not like to study, in the eyes of grandma, he should be a child who will never grow up and break his heart.

"Brother, you still have me!" Long Ling'er gently kissed Wang Lung on the cheek and comforted.

Wang Lung caressed Long Ling'er's smooth back lovingly, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't been to see his grandmother for a while, and couldn't help but say: "Go, Ling'er, I'll take you to my grandmother's cemetery to visit her old man's home, if she knows that I have such a beautiful woman as you now, she will definitely feel relieved in the spirit of heaven." ”

"Hmm." Long Ling'er nodded obediently, and the two got up and got dressed.

The cemetery of Yongan County is located in Dongli Mountain, at this time, because it is just two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the weather is still very hot, but there is no one, Wang Lung took the incense and a few bundles of paper money bought from the foot of the mountain, and Long Ling'er walked between the mountain paths.

Wang Lung had heard that the cemetery was laid out by a feng shui master, and he didn't feel anything before, but after learning "Yi", looking at the various layouts in the mountains, it gave people a very comfortable feeling, this should be some kind of simple feng shui formation, with various calculations in "Yi", in connection with some environmental science, in fact, Wang Lung wants to figure out the principle of this feng shui formation is not difficult, but now obviously he is not in this mood, and he is not very interested in feng shui.

The two soon came to the tomb of Grandma Wang Lung, but Wang Lung's face suddenly froze.

"Impossible!" A trace of shock flashed in Wang Lung's eyes, he found that there were traces of cleaning around his grandmother's cemetery, and there were no weeds around, usually he usually came to clean up every month, but he obviously didn't come for more than a month!

And in front of the tomb, there is a pile of ashes, Wang Lung squatted down and touched the ashes, obviously with residual warmth, just now, someone must have come to visit his grandmother, help grandma's cemetery in addition to weeds, but also burned paper money or yellow paper!

"Who is it?" Since he was a child, he knew that his grandmother had never had any good friends, and he had no relatives in his own family, and it had been a year or two since his grandmother died, and no one had ever come to visit her old man's home, even if someone knew her to come to see her, it was not his own family, and he would not clean up the surroundings so cleanly!