What exactly is the colored fog in the personality space?

Why do they keep disappearing? Why is it sometimes turbulent, sometimes calm or dissipated?

This question bothered Wu Peng for several hours, and he couldn't figure it out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

During this period, Ding Sitian's voice has been echoing in the personality space. She treats Wu Peng as a secret tree hole and confides in her girl's heart. From time to time, they would make strange fantasies, such as if the flowers could talk, the trees could walk, and so on.

And in the process of Ding Sitian's muttering, the colorful fog of the personality space is also the most turbulent. As soon as she stopped murmuring, the mist immediately decreased.

What does this mean?

Wu Peng vaguely felt that if he could figure this out, many problems would be solved. But no matter how much he tried to touch the mist, he couldn't.

In this way, Wu Peng tossed in the personality space for several hours, and the colored mist gradually stopped surging, but became soothing and calm. It's like curling smoke, like silk.

Wu Peng was also a little tired and tired. This was the first time he knew that even if there was no body, the human consciousness body needed to rest.

It should be night now, right? Ding Sitian fell asleep?

Do you want to try to control Ding Sitian's body? Wu Peng hesitated, not out of some evil thought, but just in case.

In case something happens in the future, he has to use Ding Sitian's body to fight, but he doesn't know what the concept of commanding other people's bodies with his own consciousness is.

In a dangerous moment, any mistake can be fatal. Or try it? Anyway, try and you won't get pregnant......

Wu Peng persuaded himself, spread his consciousness, and quickly penetrated out of the personality space.

The next moment, Wu Peng came to the macro real world!

As soon as he opened his eyes, Wu Peng found himself lying on the bed, curled up. His hand was resting on the soft part of his chest, and a raised touch on his palm made him feel instantly uneasy.

Damn, this is wicked!

Wu Peng hurriedly stretched his hand out of his clothes and sat up.

He moved his muscles and bones curiously, and found that using his own consciousness to control other people's bodies seemed to be no different from using his own body.

This is a good phenomenon, but I don't know how much this body can exert in force?

Wu Peng looked at the surroundings by the moonlight, which was obviously in a yurt, a large bunk, sleeping four girls, and Ding Sitian slept on the far left.

At this time, the night was quiet, and the girls were asleep. Wu Peng hesitated for a moment, got up quietly, and walked barefoot to the outside of the yurt.

The body was really light, and Wu Peng immediately felt the difference between this body and his original body. This petite and delicate body still showed a sense of disobedience under the command of his consciousness.

Wu Peng's original body weighed 65 kilograms, and this body was 50 kilograms at most, and suddenly the weight was 15 kilograms.

This has a bonus effect on the leg kung fu, but Wu Peng's kung fu is all on a pair of fists, and the lower plate is light and fluttering, and the strength of the punch will definitely be much weaker.

Wu Peng shook his head, fortunately he decided to come out and try, otherwise when things came, a mistake would have to pay tragic consequences. He lifted the curtain and walked out.

The night sky on the grassland is particularly charming, and the starry sky is so close to people that it seems that you can reach out and pick one.

Insects chirp, grass blades move, and livestock chirp slightly. The night on the ranch is very quiet, and some subtle sounds are more like soothing and rhythmic lullabys, which makes people subconsciously relax.

Wu Peng didn't relax, he was a little clumsy and tied a knot of the coarsest cow in his hair, so as not to obscure his vision, so he bowed his body slightly and quietly walked towards the shade of the forest not far away.

"Woohoo!" Suddenly, the sound of a dog barking broke the silence of the night, Wu Peng was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to go back. But at this moment, he noticed that two black shadows flashed behind a yurt!

Well? What's going on?

Wu Peng only weighed it slightly, and immediately quietly followed.

Take a few more steps, and the difference in body becomes more obvious.

For example, when he climbed over the wooden fence, he jumped according to the strength he was used to, but his body jumped dozens of centimeters higher. When it fell, the lower plate was unstable and almost fell.

That's not going to work!

Wu Peng's heart sank a little, and he immediately tried his luck and threw a punch in the air.

This punch was thrown, and Wu Peng's heart sank a little more. Because he obviously felt that in this body, he couldn't do "energy and move at will" at all. Not only that, but when the energy was released, the tearing and stinging sensation from the meridians was also obvious. This situation is very similar to the prelude to his body when he first started to learn boxing and kicking.

No way! This body does not have the possibility of transformation and polishing at all! Because neither time nor conditions allow!

Thinking of this, Wu Peng had already given up the idea of using this body to use his fists and kicks at this time.

It seems that only guns can be used. Gun skills pay more attention to consciousness and have very low requirements for physical fitness. With a gun, it should be fine.

Wu Peng tried to make an aiming action and visualize the shooting scene, which was indeed in line with his conjecture, this body had little impact on gun skills.

It's just that how can Ding Sitian bring a gun at any time? Slipped a gun into her bag while she slept?

Also, the bullets don't seem to have much effect on the existence of the super-substances in the tomb of the goddess.

Wu Peng's mind was quickly thinking about countermeasures, but his movements did not slow down in the slightest. He followed the trail of the two dark shadows, and soon came to the depths of the dense forest.

The two of them stopped by a river, Wu Peng quietly hid behind a tree, and saw the faces of these two people clearly through the moonlight, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

It's them!

"You dead fat man, let you walk lightly, you just alarmed the dogs."

"Obviously, you touched the wooden fence, Hu Bayi, you don't have to give it to me!"

That's right, it's Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan!

In the middle of the night, what are these two sneaking up on here?

Wu Peng's eyes showed a vague smile, it seems that this trip is not in vain.

By the river, the two complained and joked with each other, and they had already started to get down to business.

"Tell me, what are you secretly calling me out for?" Hu Bayi asked.

"What else can you do?" Wang Fatzi said, "We've been giving advice to Political Commissar Yuan for several days, why hasn't she reacted at all?" I thought, let's just go by ourselves! ”

"Going on your own?" Hu Bayi sneered, "This place is more than 200 kilometers away from Turji Mountain, how can we go by ourselves?" ”

"Tsk!" Wang Fatzi smacked his mouth, patted his ass and made a riding posture and said, "Isn't it okay to steal two horses?" Let's go at night and come back early in the morning so that no one can find out. ”

"No way!" Hu Bayi shook his head resolutely, "It takes seven hours to go back and forth, how much time do we have to visit the tomb?" ”

Grave Visit!

Wu Peng, who was eavesdropping on the side, keenly caught these two words, and suddenly his eyes were bright!

What grave to visit? What tombs are there on Turki Mountain?

Tomb of the thousand-year-old goddess!

These two guys actually had the idea of robbing the tomb of the goddess for a long time!

Now that's interesting!