"If I'm not mistaken, she's an extremely smart person — she's making lossless investments." Small air ducts.

"Worthy of my son!" King Yan suddenly interjected, and said to me instead, "Think about it, what is the probability that you will attack an ant?" ”

"I see!" It dawned on me that "she kept muttering, "Riding on an elephant," to tell everyone who came to her for a trick. She didn't care who came to her, whether it was to save her or to test her! ”

"That's right!" Xiao Fengdao, "She is an associate professor of psychology, she is reasonable, and her understanding of people's hearts should be more accurate." I don't know how she calculated the "ten years" she said to Li Feng at that time, and how she expected that such a strange incident would occur more than ten years later. But according to my estimate, ten years after she pretended to be crazy, she would indiscriminately say the phrase "on an elephant" to anyone who visited her. ”

"I see." I continued: "If the person who visited her was someone like us who wanted to find out about the strange events that happened more than a decade later and give the truth a chance in the light of day, or simply someone like JC, then her words would have been a signal for her to ask for help." She told the other party that she was not crazy, but had expected that the case would happen more than ten years later, and she was just pretending to be crazy to save her life. But the case is too complicated for her to do anything about, so make sure you get everything back and get her out – as long as you don't get involved. ”

"That's right." Xiao Feng said, "Maybe the ending of Xiaowei's adoptive father jumping to his death a few years ago will also be the end of her adoptive mother." It's just that her adoptive mother wisely avoided it - she pretended to be crazy for more than a decade.

To put it another way, if the person standing in front of her is the one who has come to test her. What she said, the other party didn't understand, so if you didn't think about it; If the other party can understand it, then this sentence instantly becomes her way of begging for her life: The case is so big, I am just an insignificant little person, you can let me go!

At the same time, she pretended to be mentally ill for more than ten years in advance, and before the case occurred more than ten years later, she did not expose any information, including watching her ex-husband get closer and closer to death, and she would not remind her, which would become a bargaining chip for her to show her "loyalty" to the other party: You see, for more than ten years, I have not been exposed, nor has it had any impact on you, so you can let me go! ”

"It's just that there's something I don't understand," Xiaofeng continued, "where did she get her confidence, and her loyalty would definitely be her life-saver?" ”

"Could it be Xiaowei?" I frowned and said, "She made a bet that after ten years, Xiaowei, as one of the characters related to those people, would protect her?" ”

Putting this question aside, while this sentence does not give us a valid progressive message, it does allow us to be sure of one thing: all events are a very long-term plan, or rather, a cyclical plan. We're not going in the wrong direction. Xiaofeng added.

I felt a steady stream of cool air rushing up from the soles of my feet. Compared to the horror of the case itself, this woman is even more terrifying. One is the weirdness that contains surreal elements, and the other is the real fear that comes from the human heart.

"Bang Bang!" A round of applause came from beside me.

The master's black shoehorn face showed a look of satisfaction: "You two have analyzed well, although I can't tell you whether your analysis is right or wrong, but I still have to applaud you." Compared to you who flew around like a dizzy fly before, you are growing faster and faster now. ”

A smile appeared on my face: it was rare to receive praise from this old man.

But then the old man added, "But you still have to learn a little more from your uncle." ”

Nima ......

"There's no need to think about the rest of the question." The old man said, "I have come to you today to teach you something, and then I will tell you one more thing. ”

"Teach something?" I said in unison with Xiaofeng, "Teach what?" ”

"Good son, don't worry about it first." The old man touched Xiao Feng's hair and said, "You two are currently too weak in self-preservation, so today, I am mainly here to teach my apprentice grandson, after all, there are some special things on his body." ”

"Something special about me? Are you teaching me how to control ghost energy? I asked curiously.

"Not bad!" The old man said proudly, "With my guidance, I believe you will be able to make progress soon." ”

"You have to learn to turn into a hundred ghosts first! That is, it is commonly called, and the appearance of ghosts! ”

In my mind, there was a scene of Di Wu crackling all over, and then countless eyes, especially the scene of a big eye flying around with a line of flesh around my neck, and I couldn't help but shudder.

As if he had guessed my thoughts, the old man said disdainfully, "Don't be in a hurry to feel disgusted. A ghost like your girlfriend is a high-level ghost that needs to be fused and honed for a long time to achieve. If you can do one-tenth of her, I'll burn high incense. ”

"High-level ghosts? So, Di Wu's strength is considered a master level? I looked at the old man and remembered the scene of the battle between Di Wu and Mask Xiaowei that night.

"Humph! You seem to be underestimating Di Wu Nannizi! The old man said, "The Linglong Heart Eye is the essence of the power of the Hundred Eyes Ghost, and it is extremely difficult to control the Linglong Heart Eye, not to mention that Di Wu's Linglong Heart Eye already has an independent consciousness. Being able to do this at a young age, even the old man has to admire. ”

"Wow!" I exclaimed. Unexpectedly, the old man's evaluation of Di Wu was so high.

No wonder the extremely arrogant Sun Ce didn't dare to take a breath when facing Di Wu. But this is such a Di dance, in the Di family, but he is also restricted everywhere, and he is not even qualified to participate in the Di family's secrets. Di Jia, how big is its energy?

"Now, take your shirt off first." The old man's voice interrupted my train of thought.

"Ah...... Yes? "I was a little reluctant, mainly because the scar was already starting to appear on my back, and I really didn't want to expose it in front of people.

"Ahhhh The house is full of men, are you still ashamed? Turn around and turn your back to me! The old man blew his beard and glared.

"Yes, yes, you big man actually took off his shirt and grinded and chirped." Xiao Feng stood next to the old man, stuck out his tongue and mocked me, "Are you still afraid, I was so excited that I passed out because of your shirtless appearance?" ”

"It's not...... It's Xiao Feng ......" Before I finished speaking, Xiao Feng pushed me 180 degrees, turned his back towards him and the old man, and then said to the old man cheaply: "Dad, don't worry, I'll take it off for him." This guy is so bad, he's too shy and wants to put the blame on me. ”

Because there was heating in the house, I only wore a pajamas. Xiaofeng pulled hard, and the whole pajamas fell off, revealing the dense cracks on my back, one after another, and even some of the cracks were still squirming gently.

"I thought you had a lot of material, and you didn't have any muscles, so you were still shy...... Uh,! Yes...... Vomit...... ...... "Xiao Feng moved his gaze from the old man to my back with a flattering face, and then immediately turned his head away and began to vomit wildly. Fortunately, the old man moved quickly and dodged it, otherwise, the smell of the old man's body would have to be added again.

Xiaofeng vomited for at least two minutes in a row, and then only listened to "Boom! I fainted directly.

The old man pursed his lips and looked at the breeze on the floor speechlessly.

"Master...... Little wind, he ...... He has a phobia of intensity. I turned my head to the old man in embarrassment and said, "This may be called self-inflicted!" ”

The old man kicked Xiao Feng onto the sofa and said, "It seems that your ghost spirit has begun to echo with you." But you don't have the slightest control over them, and the crack in your back actually squirms. ”

Then, the master held his hands in the air, as if something was gathering in his palms, and then, he forcefully slammed the empty palms towards my chest.

I only felt a sharp pain spread from my chest to my limbs, and gradually gathered in my back. I could clearly feel the cracks in my back that seemed to be shaking unconsciously.

After a while, the feeling of creeping cracks was gone, but I could also feel that the feeling of powerful power I had obtained because of the echo of the ghost qi before had also dissipated.

"I've used the 'Ghost Refining Fire' to disperse the self-consciousness generated by the ghost qi in your body. The old man said, "From today onwards, you must train strictly according to my method every day, and guide the ghost qi to echo with you." But remember, as soon as you show signs of a runaway spirit, apply this plaster to your chest as soon as possible. The old man took out a dozen foul-smelling plasters from his tattered pocket: "Remember to keep it, don't lose it." ”

"There are many manifestations of uncontrollable ghost qi, and creeping cracks are just one of them, and you will slowly understand for yourself in the future." The old man said.

"So how do I need to practice every day?"

"The ghost aura on your body is extremely special, more like a hundred-eyed ghost sacrificing himself and merging into his body, without the slightest desire to destroy. Therefore, the ghost is in perfect harmony with you. Otherwise, with your profound ghostly energy, you will never live to be fifteen years old, or even ten years old. The old man said, "So, your training method is also very simple, you only need to run ten kilometers every day, and then do 100 push-ups, 100 squats, and 100 sit-ups." ”

Listening to the old man's words, I always felt a little familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

Then I tasted it carefully, and I was immediately unable to complain.

Nima, running ten kilometers, 100 push-ups, 100 squats, 100 sit-ups, isn't this the training method of One-Punch Man Saitama?

I stroked my thick black hair and fell into deep thought.