"Yan Feng is a treacherous and slippery, and he hides so deeply, I'm afraid he won't be easily fooled." Ling Xiyao said helplessly.

"Then set a trap to lure him in."

"Okay, I'll put a fake message out, if he takes the bait, it's the best, if he doesn't take the bait, he can only come hard, after all, we don't have much time."

The little guy nodded in agreement, and then asked curiously: "Mom, Yan Feng's spiritual power can be released, has his trick been opened?" He has tried hard for so long and has not made progress, and he is really worried.

Ling Xiyao shook his head, "His situation is very strange, his tricks seem to be unclear, and he is different from ordinary people who have released their mental power. ”

"What do you mean by what seems to be a common thing?"

"By reading the relevant memories, he stimulated the acupuncture points through a special mental power awakening machine, which caused the mental power to be released."

"It's not easy for the miners to have such a machine." The little guy sighed.

Ling Xiyao agreed, "It's not easy, but adopting this method will cause irreparable damage to the brain, and I think that's why they want to find other spiritual power cultivation methods." She had investigated Yan Chengyu's mental power, he was not destroyed by that machine, presumably Yan Feng couldn't bear to let his youngest son suffer from it.

When the little guy heard this, his little brows furrowed, shortcuts were not advisable, it seemed that he could only rely on himself, Ling Xiyao patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

Out of the room, Ling Xiyao sent a communication to Gao Hongbing, claiming that he wanted to set up another top-secret project before leaving, and the latter rushed over without saying a word, and Ling Xiyao arranged to receive him in the living room.

"Boss Ling, what kind of project is so mysterious?" The project of the Spiritual Power Starship is progressing smoothly, and he can't wait to taste the sweetness.

Ling Xiyao didn't sell it, and said directly: "I want to build a special spiritual power research project, do you have experts in this area?"

"This ...... There is only one, who is currently involved in the project to create a psychic starship. "It is a well-established fact that experts in the field of spiritual power are hard to find.

"I'm afraid one won't work, you have to find a few more, you try to search for experts in this area, I have a spiritual power research material in my hand, when you have gathered the number of people, next time I come over to build a research project."

"Okay, it's all up to you." Gao Hongbing responded quickly.

"Remember, today's conversation between you and me must not be disclosed to a third party, let alone leak the information I have in my hands to anyone, understand?" She deliberately emphasized.

"Understood."

After Gao Hongbing left, Ling Xiyao set out to create a false information, and Ji Yuntian rushed in, and he heard their conversation just now.

"Mom, let me come, I'll add a virus program to the file, if anyone dares to make an idea, make sure he is exposed."

Ling Xiyao thought about it and felt that it made sense, the documents that have been marked are only recognizable, and even if the other party gets it, he can't rely on it, "This is the best." ”

The little guy sat on the sofa, his fingers kept flying on the virtual keyboard, looking very serious, and after a while, he stopped his movements, sent her a document marked as top secret, and reminded him: "This document must not be opened, otherwise the light brain will be directly paralyzed."

"So exaggerated?" Ling Xiyao's hand shook and carefully stored it.

"Of course, but it's not my original, it's just borrowed from someone else's program to improve, and it should be no problem to deal with ordinary people."

"Okay, baby, hard work." Ling Xiyao stroked his little curly hair and complimented.

The little guy squinted his big eyes and rubbed it, and he liked his mother to praise him, which was sweeter than eating a cherry.

Ling Xiyao thought about the next plan, and instructed: "I'll go out early tomorrow morning, if the other party gets the news, he should come to the door, you stay at home obediently, don't run around."

"No, I'm going to come with you!" As a man, how can you back down at this time.

Ling Xiyao persuaded: "Have you forgotten that he can release his mental power?" If he learns the truth from you, won't our plan be in vain? She didn't want her son to follow the adventure, Peach Blossom Land seemed to be calm, but its defense level was indeed good, Yan Feng shouldn't be stupid to come here to do it.

"Then you bring Dad or Uncle Suifeng with them, they don't know, and they shouldn't ruin the plan." The little guy was worried about his mother's safety and suggested.

"No, mom isn't as weak as you think." Whether it was mental strength or physical skills, she asked herself that she would never lose to Yan Feng's old guy.

The little guy couldn't persuade him, and secretly decided to find a way to get his father to follow her tomorrow.

Because of the pretense in her heart, Ling Xiyao couldn't sleep at night, and there was a faint sense of anxiety in her heart, but she couldn't say what it was.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Wenjin, who was woken up twice, asked with concern.

"Can't sleep." Ling Xiyao was very depressed.

Ji Wenjin thought of the description in the book that pregnant women sometimes have inexplicable emotions, and automatically made up for the special reactions of pregnancy, and suggested: "Do you want to get up to listen to music or read books?"

Ling Xiyao shook her head and said she didn't want to get up, "Why don't you put a few lullabys." ”

Ji Wenjin did so, and the soothing and pleasant music immediately sounded in the room, Ling Xiyao listened to it for a while, miraculously calmed down, and began to think about where the anxious mood came from.

The last time I had similar emotions was in the mining clan, when Cooley was about to want him and Ji Wenjin, but this time she didn't know why, she thought about it, the problem was most likely to lie with Yan Feng and others, but in the dead of night, she couldn't find out in person, it was really annoying, and she couldn't help but turn over again.

Ji Wenjin was dazed by the lullaby, and was about to fall asleep, when Ling Xiyao moved, he immediately forced himself to wake up, "Still can't sleep?" ”

Ling Xiyao touched his face apologetically and said, "I'm sorry to wake you up again, you can sleep in peace, don't worry about me."

Ji Wenjin sighed lightly, turned on the light, and said, "You can't sleep, how can I sleep in peace, it's better to chat with you."

Ling Xiyao curled the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and looked at his slightly soft face under the yellow light, but he didn't expect that the serious Ji Sishao was still a warm man, and couldn't help laughing: "In the dead of night, lonely men and widows, what do you want to talk to me?"

The corners of Ji Wenjin's mouth twitched, and he pushed the question back: "You can talk about whatever you want." It was too suggestive, and he didn't want to make himself suffer.

Ling Xiyao pouted boringly, suddenly remembered something, grabbed him and put his hand on his stomach, and asked a question that all parents ask: "Do you say that the baby will look like you or me in the future?" To be honest, she didn't think about this problem at all when she was pregnant with Xiaotian, because he was described in the original book as looking very similar to his father, but now the baby in the womb is a character that does not exist in the original book, everything is unknown, and it is worth looking forward to.

Ji Wenjin replied without hesitation: "Of course it's like me."

"Why?" Ling Xiyao said dissatisfied.

"Because the boys of our Ji family all look like their fathers, this is tradition." It is difficult to hide the pride in the tone, genetically speaking, whoever has a strong gene on one of the parents, the child is more like whom, and the genes of their Ji family are undoubtedly excellent.

Ling Xiyao thought of the black-haired and black-eyed man of the Ji family, felt a little toothache, and couldn't help worrying: "If the child looks similar to you in the future, then wouldn't I have to face three identical faces every day, and the cliff will be aesthetically tired."