Call!

In the night, An Qisheng turned over and sat up, and a hazy moonlight outside the window shone on his surprised and inexplicable face:

"This feeling, this feeling ......"

An indescribable feeling spread through An Qisheng's heart, making him tremble slightly.

Until this point, he didn't know what was happening to him.

But he knew that what he had been looking for for a long time had finally appeared!

Close your eyes!

Open!

Close your eyes!

Open!

.......

Anqisheng seemed to be tired of closing his eyes and opening them, as if a child had found his favorite toy.

It seems that as long as he wants to, whether he closes his eyes or opens them, that strange perspective will appear!

"Not good."

After trying it a few times, Anqisheng shook his body and fell on the bed, only to feel exhausted, like running a marathon after an all-night in an Internet café.

With the eyelids, I am unwilling to sleep:

"This perspective will drain my stamina?"

........

"Layman, layman ....."

"Lord, is the layman sick?"

"An Xiaoyou, An Xiaoyou, wake up ......"

Shaking with a loud scream, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

"You're finally awake."

Seeing An Qisheng wake up, the old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the little Taoist priest to go and boil medicinal food.

"Dao Chief, what's wrong with you?"

An Qisheng half sat up, only to feel a headache exploding, and his spirit was a little trance.

"You've been asleep for two days, and you don't wake up again, Lao Dao doesn't know how to get better."

The old Taoist priest looked haggard and seemed to have not slept for a long time.

An Qisheng couldn't sleep, but he scared him a lot.

The snow is so heavy that ambulances can't get in, if something really happens.......

"I'm fine, let the Taoist chief worry."

An Qisheng kneaded his temples, and he didn't expect that the perspective to consume so much.

After sleeping for two days, he felt weak.

"Xiaoyou's pulse is very weak, it seems that he has consumed a lot of physical strength, and now he needs to rest."

Seeing that An Qisheng was about to get up, the old Taoist priest gently pressed him down:

"Xiaotan went to boil medicinal food, you should rest first, calm down, your body is already very weak, don't do anything to hurt your body."

Looking at the old Taoist priest's embarrassed expression, An Qisheng was a little speechless.

What do you think I've done?

"Don't think about lewdness, don't think about food, don't think about sleep, remember Xiaoyou, remember."

The old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed lightly.

How can a young man be physically exhausted when lying in bed?

After that, he ignored An Qisheng, who had a black line on his face, and walked straight out of the guest room.

He was indeed tired for the past two days.

Get!

An Qisheng didn't bother to explain, lying on the bed, he didn't dare to try to open that perspective again, just closed his eyes and tried to analyze what happened to him.

First of all, that perspective is not a change in his eyes, but in his body, or rather, his soul?

Second, under that layer of perspective, time is really going against the current, and what you see should be true.

Thirdly, that layer of perspective will drain one's physical strength.

Where does this ability come from?

What does it do?

Can you cure yourself?

"Layman?"

After lying down for a long time, the little Taoist priest walked into the guest room with medicinal food.

"I'm sorry for you."

An Qisheng sat up, lay down for a while, and somewhat regained some strength.

"No trouble, no trouble."

The little Taoist priest put down the medicinal food.

An Qisheng had something in his heart, so he didn't say much, hurriedly finished eating the medicinal food, and lay down to rest again.

Looking at the little Taoist priest who cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, An Qisheng's heart suddenly moved: "I didn't look carefully before, I don't know what the effect of looking at people is?" ”

Thinking about it, An Qisheng raised his eyes and looked at the little Taoist.

Airplanes~

An Qisheng only felt a slight heat in front of him, and in the corner of his vision, a line of symbols appeared:

【？？？ 】

"What is this?"

An Qisheng was stunned.

"Layman?"

Seeing An Qisheng looking straight at him, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but wipe his face: "Is there anything dirty on my face?" ”

"No, no."

An Qisheng came back to his senses and saw that the little Taoist priest was about to leave with dishes and chopsticks, so he hurriedly stopped him:

"Xiaodao Chief, I don't know what your name is."

"My common name is Tanjingshan ......"

As Tan Jingshan spoke, An Qisheng's heart was shocked, and the line of runes in the corner of his eyes twisted slightly.

Impressively since [??? ] has become [Tanjing Mountain]!

"Layman?"

Furious by An Qisheng's eyes, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but speak:

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Xiaodao Chief, you, are you really called Tanjingshan?"

An Qisheng's eyes were bright and terrifying.

"I, I ......."

The little Taoist priest's hand shook and he opened his mouth, not knowing what An Qisheng wanted to do.

"Don't be nervous."

An Qisheng squeezed out a smile.

In the middle of the night, he walked out of the guest room as if the little Taoist priest had fled.

In the corner of An Qisheng's eyes, there was already a panel that covered the name, age and other information of the little Taoist.

"This panel, based on my cognition, presents everything I see in front of my eyes as data?"

"But what's the use?"

An Qisheng's gaze swept over everything in the room.

Sure enough, with the cheapness of his gaze, the data of all the furnishings in the room were also listed in front of his eyes.

The display names that you know, and the ones you don't know, are all question marks.

An Qisheng put his hand on his forehead and sighed:

"There's a for this......"

Rumble!

Just as An Qisheng sighed, the panel that recorded the name, height, and weight of the little Taoist priest shattered in front of his eyes.

Immediately, a slide of light and shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

Time is flowing back in front of his eyes again!

The difference is that this time the object of the countercurrent is only limited to the little Taoist priest named Tanjingshan!

He saw the little Taoist priest making a fire to boil medicinal food, seeing him waiting in front of his bed, seeing him sweeping the snow, seeing him doing morning classes, cleaning guest rooms, welcoming guests, and practicing boxing......

It seemed that it was only a moment, and all the things that the little Taoist priest had experienced in the past month had been seen by An Qisheng.

"This is, the little Taoist priest's past ??!"

After a glance, An Qisheng closed his eyes decisively, and it was only for a moment, and he was already a little weak.

Although there is a reason why he is already sleepy, it can also be seen that this ability to check the past of others is very physically demanding.

It's just a moment, if you look at it for a long time, won't you die suddenly on the spot?

"As long as I know a person's details, I can see their past? What about the future, can you see it? ”

An Qisheng kneaded his eyebrows, and after a slight surprise, he smiled bitterly:

"What can I do with these abilities? Fortune telling? ”

As long as you know the information, you can observe the past, which is not a powerful ability.

But for a dying person, no matter how powerful the ability is, the attraction is greatly reduced.

"I just want to live a few more years......"

An Qisheng sighed, realizing the past of seeing the little Taoist priest before.

All the pictures that the little Taoist priest had experienced in the past month emerged one by one.

Morning class, boxing practice, welcoming guests, cooking on the fire, cleaning the room, and even some indescribable teenagers......

Many pictures are densely displayed in An Qisheng's perspective, which makes people dizzy.

It's a strange feeling, as if the perspective has been cut into countless pieces, each corresponding to a different picture.

Many pictures together make up the memory of the little Taoist priest for a month.

"It seems that there is more to ...... than that"

An Qisheng's heart moved, and one of the many pictures suddenly approached, and quickly squeezed the space of all the pictures, becoming the only one in his perspective.

Airplanes~

In the next moment, An Qisheng was in a trance, only to feel that his consciousness seemed to have entered that picture, the body of the little Taoist!

"Is that okay?"

An Qisheng was a little surprised, he could clearly feel this living body without any pain, and even felt the peristalsis of the muscles of this body and the rhythm of the heart.

However, he could only feel it, and he couldn't control the movements of the little Taoist.

just "watched" the little Taoist priest practicing that boxing technique.

"Qingyuan Daoist, it's not like I deliberately steal ...... learning"

After a moment of understanding, An Qisheng withdrew from this state, but he did not forget the boxing techniques he had realized before.

Every move and style of this Xuangong boxing, as far as the power skills of each move and every style, were all deeply imprinted in his mind in this short moment!

"This ability ......"

An Qisheng was a little shocked.

Learning boxing is never a simple process, and the learning of a new boxing method, even for someone with boxing skills like him, will take at least a few months, or even years.

But he inadvertently and in a short time, he learned this Taoist Xuangong boxing that integrates cultivation, practice, fighting, and killing!

Even, with a reference, you can practice this boxing technique at a faster speed.

"It's just a bit ...... consumption"

The mood fluctuated several times, and An Qisheng, who was already weak, could no longer bear the sleepiness, fell on the bed, recited the mantra of the dragon sleeping pill, and fell asleep.