When he woke up from the dream, Xiang Fei's stomach also growled. There were still a few minutes when he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality, and Xiang Fei named this time "Xiang's Tangled Moment".

"Little friend, Mr. Tang wants to see you." The beautiful nurse walked into Xiang Fei's room in time and rescued Xiang Fei from the "Xiang's tangled moment".

The beautiful nurse followed her through a milky white matte corridor to a door embedded in a white wall, the door and the wall were the same color, and it was difficult to see that it was a door if you didn't look closely.

The nurse stopped in front of the door, but instead of opening the door, she leaned sideways and made a gesture of please.

Xiang Fei glanced at the nurse blankly, and the nurse smiled. When Xiang Fei looked back at the door, he found that the white door was quietly opening.

As the door opened, a burst of music came out. The sound was like the color of the wall, pure and not noisy. After only listening to it for a moment, Xiang Fei sank deeply, and it seemed that he fell asleep again in an instant.

Suddenly, he felt himself being gently pushed by a hand, and he entered the room in a daze.

The milky white door closed quietly again, and it was not until the last crack was closed that the little nurse outside the door sighed regretfully. The voice was so beautiful that it made her feel that the simple job of bringing people to the door was the benefit of all her work.

The inside of the door was still matte milky white, but the light here was softer, and the white that used to be quite harsh now looked very refreshing. Xiang Fei felt like he was in a dream, but his mind was more awake than when he first woke up from a big sleep.

There were more than a dozen people in the room, his boss Mr. Tang was sitting on a sofa, and a dozen children who looked to be only six or seven years old were in a meditative posture, half male and half female, sitting in two rows behind Mr. Tang on the left and one on the right, like two rows of Dharma protectors.

Seeing Xiang Fei walk in, Mr. Tang put his middle finger to his lips and made a silent gesture, and then motioned for him to sit on another sofa.

The soft sound of music surrounded Xiang Fei, making Xiang Fei feel like he was lying in cotton. He felt that every cell in his body was surrounded by soft things like him, and the exhaustion and pain of his body disappeared without a trace. Later, Xiang Fei even had a feeling that his body was slowly melting, but it was a melting that was neither terrifying nor bloody, just like nature should be, he naturally belonged to this music, and now he just returned to his original ......

I don't know how long he drifted with the sound of music, Xiang Fei suddenly felt refreshed, and his body sank again. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the hallway, and by his side was Mr. Tang.

Mr. Tang smiled helplessly and said, "Hehe, good music has been ruined by your stomach, so let's eat first." ”

Before the words fell, Xiang Fei's stomach grunted again.

Along the way, Xiang Fei was recalling the tune of that music, but he couldn't remember it again, but remembered the gurgling sound of his unassuming stomach.

While waiting for the meal to be served, Xiang Fei suddenly remembered a legend in the welfare home. At that time, he was ten years old, and Liu Xiaoyu was not surnamed Liu, but he was still a friend of his welfare home. The dilapidated welfare home suddenly moved into a big castle that made people very orphaned. But outsiders are envious, and some strange legends have begun to slowly become popular in welfare homes. As for the source of the legend, everyone said that they heard it from their elder brother, and it is impossible to verify which elder brother it is. When Xiang Fei grew up, he felt that the legend must have come from the aunt who managed them, because the legend had obvious traces of the aunt.

The legend first appeared when children noticed that after moving to a new home, those cute children were suddenly unpopular with their adopters. On the contrary, some children who are withdrawn and usually taciturn are often taken away. It was okay at the beginning, but everything was fine in the new welfare home anyway, and no one cared if there was anyone to adopt them. But there are many such things, and there is a strange saying: the new owner of the welfare home does not like unlovely children, so he will take those unlovely children away and eat them.

The legend started out as a legend, but because of this legend, more children began to pay attention to it. The results of the observations also seem to be very consistent with the creation theory. When those lively and lovely children are taken away, they can still see the parents who came to adopt. But when the withdrawn and unlovely child was taken away, there was only one car, and it was the same car every time.

The old dean had explained to them that the children had a disease called psycho and needed to be treated. It's just that they haven't come back since they went, which still made the young Xiang Fei have a lot of psychological shadows.

Thinking of the legend when he was a child, Xiang Fei couldn't help asking: "Boss, you won't really give up technology and become a human trafficker, will you?" ”

"Oh? How do you see that? ”

"The kids in the room are also from the orphanage, right?"

Mr. Tang seemed to be deliberately embarrassed by Xiang Fei, and asked provocatively: "Why do you have to come from the welfare home?" Isn't it just right for them to be my children? ”

"I'm not talking about age, I'm talking about looks. They're kind of too good-looking......"

Mr. Tang almost squirted out a mouthful of water in his mouth, but he still held back and continued to provoke: "I am a rich man, and the child's mother is beautiful. Is this explanation reasonable? ”

Xiang Fei was finally speechless. Hesitantly, he asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Am I too injured and have lost money?" Are they the ones you found to replace me? This mission is actually a test, right? I'm not qualified, am I? ”

Xiang Fei didn't give Mr. Tang a chance to speak at all, and the cannon was usually a string of questions.

Finally waiting for Xiang Fei to finish speaking, Mr. Tang sighed and said in a compassionate tone: "Alas! I'm sorry for your situation too, but I'll try to make you happy for the rest of your days......"

Xiang Fei almost collapsed, and just when Xiang Fei was on the verge of collapse, Mr. Tang suddenly burst out laughing: "Imagination is rich enough, it seems that I didn't find the wrong person." But they're not like you, they all have their own tasks. ”

Dispelling his worries, Xiang Fei's restless head began to float around again: "Then who are they?" Is it a mutant with any special function? And the music, ask for a playlist. ”

"They? In this world, they are patients, children with autism. Remember from the previous lesson? ”

Xiang Fei nodded and replied, "Remember, remember." The space-time in which we are located is divided into a material universe and an energy universe, and the universe can be divided into many layers according to the different energy densities, and our world is a material universe. The high-density energies in the energy universe are awesome, but you can control them, and you can control others through them......" Xiang Fei replied a little impatiently.

It wasn't until Mr. Tang stretched out his hand to signal that he could stop, that he finally stopped.

"Do you believe that people have souls?"

Xiang Fei shook his head and nodded reluctantly.

"Last time I told you that there is conscious energy in the energy universe, and that people in our physical universe can also be described as conscious energy with physical containers. The energy universe is distinguished by its unique energy and field. The same is true of human nature, but it is different because of the difference in human brains. But the human brain always echoes with certain energy universes. Human beings are born with such echoes, so the brain is inevitably affected by this echo and forms a brain structure that is conducive to the operation of the laws of cosmic energy movement. This is the formation of the human soul. However, because of the chaotic nature of the internal energy of matter, it is impossible to perfectly replace the field in the energy universe, so the echo between human beings and the purest energy universe will also weaken with age, and turn to some less pure energy universes to have new echoes...... Hey! Are you listening? Mr. Tang woke up Xiang Fei, who was distracted, for fear that he didn't understand, or he didn't believe it.

"I'm listening."

"Do you understand?"

"Of course, I've had a big idea since you said the soul. The energy space you are talking about is equivalent to the gods and gods, with great energy and the blessings of human beings. But as a believer, you must be religious, otherwise you can only be protected by some miscellaneous immortals. Right? It seemed that he didn't see Mr. Tang's expression that was almost collapsed, Xiang Fei asked his own question after summarizing Mr. Tang's lesson: "But what is the soul a kind of energy, or is it a way of energy movement." ”

At this time, Mr. Tang was distracted again. He began to regret that he had used the term "soul" before the lecture, and it seemed that he had to invent a word that could replace "soul" in order not to become a god.

"I'm talking about science! I can tell you, however, that the soul is neither a form of energy nor a form of energy movement, but the result of an orderly movement of energy. After pale and feeble defense, Mr. Tang talked about the children again: "Those autistic children are the ones who have the purest soul, and their souls should echo with the higher energy universe. ”

"The Higher Energy Universe." Tang Shao was a little puzzled: "Shouldn't it be more pure?" What does it have to do with high or low? ”

"Oh, the purer the universe, the more singular the movement of energy represents, and the higher the energy density. So they were assigned to the higher universe by me. ”

"...... You! ”

"Of course it's me, the originator of the Energy Universe Theory!" Boss Tang was very ashamed to deduct a title for himself.

After eating, Mr. Tang took Xiang Fei to see He Tang and Shen Yingyue again. Both of them looked very good, even better than the last time they saw them. Before Xiang Fei walked into their room, the two of them were discussing returning to the mainland. Listening to Mr. Tang, it was because the energy bomb was still the charger of the Feimi auxiliary robot in the two of them to some extent.

Then Xiang Fei followed Mr. Tang into the room where he was dragging roots. The strong smell of potion in the room confirmed Xiang Fei's uneasiness. When they arrived, they were just in time for the nurse to change the dressing for the child's eyes.

Mr. Tang asked the doctor who was recording the results of the test in the file: "How many times has this been?" ”

"It's the third time today." The doctor replied.

Xiang Fei took advantage of the nurse's removal of the bandage to look at the root of the eyes. The eyelids and eyelids of those eyes looked like they were scorched, and some flesh was turning out of the bloated. A pair of cloudy white eyeballs appeared in the slightly open slits of the eyes. Although he only watched it for a few seconds, Xiang Fei was already terrified.

"Will his eyes ever recover?" Xiang Fei asked.

The doctor shook his head, sighed regretfully, and did not speak. But Tu Gen'er spoke: "It's Xiang Fei, right?" It's just a pair of eyes, and with these eyes, I'm going to go out and fight and kill. Now that I'm blind, the boss will support me for the rest of my life, right? If it hadn't been for the nurse who had pulled the roots of the bandage in pain, he might have laughed out loud.

Mr. Tang also smiled and quipped: "If you don't go to fight and kill, it is estimated that you will have nothing to love." I promise that even if your eyes are ruined, I will give you the capital to fight and kill. ”

When he went out, Xiang Fei asked Mr. Tang with a lot of concern: "Are Uncle Long's eyes really useless?" ”

"Uncle Long? This is a strange name. Didn't you keep telling him to pull his roots? His eyes are not easy to say, anyway, I will send him to pick you up when you start school, and you can ask him directly when the time comes. ”

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