It is an abnormal encounter with an abnormal event in itself, which is not called an anomaly, it should be said that it is ordinary, but it is not so simple for a real ordinary person to encounter an abnormal event.

Just like right now, even if Di Zi'an, who is a traveler, doesn't do anything, his noble spirituality will attract all kinds of spiritual things like a torch in the dark, and Wen Zhujun, who belongs to the range of ordinary people, no matter how much he uses his connections to find it, it will still take three years to get in.

The transcendent realm is not so easy to access, especially in this world of denying the anomaly, maybe it is touched, that is, it is touched, and it cannot be reached, no matter how much it is longed for in the heart, it is impossible to force it.

The most important thing for this kind of thing is to break through from zero to one, it is not difficult to go from one to two, but it is difficult to go from zero to one, and it can take people a lifetime to cross.

As long as you can actually encounter an anomaly once, it will often be much easier to find it later. From a professional point of view, the anomalous events caused by the encounter with the spirit will make one's spirit more active, and even be revealed for a blessing in disguise like Di Lianwei, which will open the door to a new world.

......

Dizi's hometown was revisited, but at this time there was no abnormality in the gallery, the ice cave-like cold had disappeared, there was no sign of the police sealing off the residence, and there was only a "Wangpu for rent" sign at the door. But all the signs in the house suggest that

Someone has been here. And not ordinary people.

Dizi'an walked around the house, and almost all the canvases on the easels were taken, as were the paintings and collections in the artist's bedroom. The painter's body is naturally gone, and it stands to reason that if someone finds the scene, it will inevitably alarm the police, and it is indispensable to block the gallery to search for clues, although the low temperature that is completely illogical may be difficult to explain a little, but in any case, it is impossible to just put a sign at the door as it is now.

Is it a traveler from this world? Dizi is vigilant, to be honest, I haven't met the native travelers of this world yet, and I don't know what their attitude is towards their peers, but if it's really other travelers who help them clean up, then why haven't they contacted themselves yet?

Having experienced several worlds and seen such a traveler mentor as Yin Spiritual, Di Zi'an now knows very well that for ordinary people, travelers are a group of real monsters, harvesting resources in different worlds and strengthening themselves, it can be said that every traveler's means are strange and varied.

The last time I came to the gallery, I must have left a lot of "traces" when I returned the food. The traces here do not only refer to fingerprints, but also to the traces of the manifestation of the spirit, and even more mysteriously, the trajectory of life.

It's not that there is an old saying that if you want people to know, you can't do it unless you don't do it.

Everything everyone does in this world will inevitably leave traces, perhaps for ordinary people, some such traces are difficult to capture, and some need to be confirmed with the help of meticulous high-tech instruments, but in the supernatural world, you have been here, your breath, your influence are all left here.

If there really is a veteran traveler who comes to this gallery after Dizi'an, there is almost no suspense that he will find out about Dizi'an's existence.

"Is it that the travelers of this world don't care much about their peers, or is it not the travelers who come to clean up later?" Di Zi'an thought about it and left the gallery, in fact, Di Zi'an himself also wanted to meet the travelers of this world and communicate his feelings or something, at least he now has a very powerful mentor, and he also knows about Jialan Camp. As long as those travelers did not come with malicious intent, Dizi'an was not particularly vain.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Di Zi'an slapped his palm, since others don't look for me, there is no need to go to them, go home first, and plan the next things, such as "replenishing blood" for yourself. This matter is what Di Zi'an is most concerned about at present, otherwise he faints on the side of the road because of anemia at every turn, so how can he go to another world to adventure?

......

On Sunday, in Professor Huang's villa.

"Professor Huang, can't you reveal a thing or two even if it is for the sake of my father's previous face?" Wen Zhujun's face was a little ugly, she deliberately painted a little light makeup for today's meeting, which was originally more amazing with her beautiful appearance, but Professor Huang didn't seem to buy it.

"Since Wen Hou didn't tell Miss Wen anything, then I, an outsider, naturally can't overstep my bounds."

Professor Huang is the group member of the Dizi'an penguin group, wearing a gray woolen sweater that has not changed for thousands of years, and his eyes under the lenses of black-rimmed glasses do not reveal any other meaning, but he said lightly,

"Miss Wen is contemptible to be able to come and visit in her busy schedule, but if you just want to ask about this, then please go back. ”

"Wait, Professor Huang," Wen Zhujun seemed to have something else to ask, but seeing that Professor Huang didn't want to continue the topic, he straightened up,

"Please come back, Miss Wen, Wen Hou's ability We old friends know that it is impossible for a character like him not to be left behind, but he just doesn't want Miss Wen to get involved. ”

"Professor Huang, do you mean that my father really left any clues?" Wen Zhujun couldn't help but stand up excitedly and asked eagerly. But Professor Huang didn't answer anymore and went straight up the stairs. The white-collar woman waiting on the side seemed to want to step forward to stop her, but was stopped by Wen Zhujun with her hand raised.

"In any case, thank you Professor Huang for reminding me today. Wen Zhujun quickly adjusted his mood and bowed to Professor Huang's back, but there was no further response, and Professor Huang's figure disappeared at the staircase.

"Let's go. Wen Zhujun sighed faintly and exhaled like an orchid.

......

"Miss, those so-called masters in the Wenhou circle seem to have secretly discussed," leaving the professor's villa, Miss Bodyguard finally couldn't help but speak.

"yes, why the hell, they are all silent. Wen Zhujun Qianqian's fine hands gently rubbed her temples, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"Professor Huang this time, too, and Master Liang before, seem to know something, but they don't want to say, is it what my father meant?

Linked to the disappearance of his father.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhujun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became dangerous.

No, it can move the whole body. The old fellows were friends of their father's, and almost none of them were simple goods, and it was not certain that their father's circle would still meet on time. If it was really these people who directed the disappearance of his father, then he should be more careful.

There is too little information available. Wen Zhujun's beautiful face was undisguised with distress, but it was true, the bodyguard next to her seemed to have received some message on her mobile phone, and said in surprise,

"Miss, there's a situation in that gallery! The surveillance team found that someone entered the gallery last night. ”

"Huh?" Wen Zhujun expressed great concern about the news, "Let them call up the surveillance footage." ”

"Wait a minute...... Okay, huh? This person seems to look familiar? The white-collar woman followed the instructions, and soon the monitoring team on the other end of the phone called up the picture.

"I'll take a look," Wen Zhujun glanced at it, even she couldn't help but be stunned, the light of the picture was not very good, but the light of the street lamp just illuminated the side face of the young man, handsome and delicate.

It's him.

"Was it the one who touched porcelain yesterday?" the bodyguard woman also remembered at this time, "It can't be such a coincidence." ”

yes, what a coincidence. Wen Zhujun couldn't help but sigh with emotion that fate had played tricks, he had already added a WeChat account at that time, but he didn't even ask the name of the young man.

"Immediately let them send it to the police station to compare the skull, and let Chen Bo do it. It is also difficult for Wen Zhujun to describe his current mood, after three years of pursuit, he finally made a little progress, the disappearance of his father, the world in the shadows of the world, is that young man really a person in this way?

Hopefully it's not a fake rejoicing.