"Yuan, small, new. ”

Chen An'an was thinking about the problem in his heart, and Zhao Can in front of him shouted coldly.

Looking at it in surprise, I found that Zhao Can's face was no longer indifferent, a subtle expression appeared, his eyes were no longer dim, and his spirit gradually condensed, has this changed?

Chen An subconsciously urged a candle flame to light up in the spiritual platform, illuminating the domain, and examining Zhao Can's soul again, but still did not find anything.

Suddenly, he expanded the scope of his inspection to include his interaction with the outside world, and then discovered the problem.

At this time, Zhao Can's heavenly soul was stretching little by little, gradually completing the interaction with the outer world, so as to slowly "wake up".

His previous situation was because of his bond with this heaven and earth?

Chen An suddenly realized that this Zhao Can's deity was just an ordinary boatman, or had practiced boxing and kicking for two days, but after all, he had never cultivated his divine soul, so it was even more impossible to be like himself, and his divine soul almost turned into a substance and came and went freely in the outside world.

The soul of an ordinary person without physical protection will inevitably be harmed by all kinds of energy free in the air once it leaves the body.

It was like this before, he directly pulled Zhao Can's soul out of the container body and took it to the dark space, so it was inevitable that he would be injured during such a journey, so he couldn't wake up.

The damage to the soul is generally manifested in the physical body, which is exhaustion, and even shock and coma.

No wonder I checked it several times and didn't find anything unusual, it turned out that Zhao Can was just so tired that he couldn't do it.

So how can he defend against this kind of aggression so that his soul can be safely brought to the dark space above his head? You must know that there is nothing in the dark space that can make up for this loss, and you can only wait until you return to Da Zhou to think of a cure.

And he has to take Qingyu, Siqing and even Li Qiluo to the dark space together in order to find a way to escape, if it drags on for too long during this period, it will inevitably cause irreparable damage to it.

As soon as Chen An had this thought, he saw that a trace of alien energy had infected Zhao Can's soul, causing Zhao Can's speed to "wake up" to speed up.

Is this negative energy?

Or rather, it is the yin qi in the yin and yang.

By the way, Yin Qi is very useful for warming and nourishing the soul, and it is the easiest thing to obtain, so it can be completely used locally. Of course, this thing also has a certain amount of pollution and assimilation, but as long as the time is right, it is not impossible to protect the soul without injury.

It has always been Chen An's good quality to do it when he thinks about it, but now Zhao Can's appearance is obviously not suitable for being an experimental specimen, even if he can gradually recover with the help of the free negative energy in the air, it will not be better to see that it is not good for a week or two, of course it is impossible for him to wait for him here.

Fortunately, he still has an experimental product, which may be verifiable. It's just that before that, you need to think carefully about where you can get enough negative energy to protect the divine soul to the dark space.

Chen An's gaze gradually intersected with Zhao Can, there was a whirlpool in his eyes, and he said with words in his mouth: "You have never seen me, you have been sleeping, and you will not wake up until your soul is completely repaired." ”

With his chatter, the little sparkle that Zhao Can's eyes barely gathered suddenly disappeared, and his eyelids sank and fell asleep again.

With a wave of his hand, he solved the illusions of the other people in the ward, and Chen An walked out of the hospital directly.

As he walked here, Chen An thought about where to collect negative energy.

The cemetery is definitely there, but how to collect it yourself.

I don't have a container, and I don't know the magic tricks, I knew that there was this, and I should have learned some of the spells of the Imperial Soul Sect when I was in the Haotian Realm.

Do you still have to use your own soul to contaminate?

Until he is forced to do it, Chen An will never do such a stupid thing. His divine soul is condensed enough to be almost substantial, even if he is exposed to the real world, he will not be harmed by the free energy in the air, but he has not yet reached the level of a celestial immortal, and if he takes the initiative to contaminate those alien energies, he will inevitably be injured.

Although it may not be impossible to recover, but after that, he will have to wield the Blood Moon Knife to cut off everyone's bond with this world in order to save people, which is equivalent to facing the unfathomable existence once, and any difference in state may lead to the result of failure, so he can't be careless at all.

But what else can be done to collect the negative energy for your own use?

Chen An suddenly remembered the white shadow in the small park late at night and the red at the corner of the stairs of the teaching building.

Negative energy is very beneficial to the soul body, this world is incomplete and there is no reincarnation, and there are outsiders like yourself, so it is not easy to produce ghosts here. If you catch one or two ghost things as carriers, then ......

It doesn't matter who is unlucky, as long as he and the people he cares about are okay, that's fine.

For a while, Chen An's thoughts were clear, and he basically determined the next goal.

After dinner in the afternoon, he came to the small park under the pretext of going to his classmates for self-study.

It's fine during the day, it's Sunday, and occasionally you can see a couple of young couples walking and chatting here, and after about five o'clock, the place starts to get quiet.

Perhaps because of his popularity, it was only at this time that Chen An noticed the abnormal flow of some negative energy.

Sure enough, there are oddities.

ran home and hurriedly ate some food, pulled Liu Fei as a pretense, reported to his parents, and Chen An ran back again.

But he risked being scolded by his parents and squatted until twelve o'clock, and he didn't even see a single white hair, let alone a ghost.

He didn't give up, and the next day after school, he began to squat here again.

Of course, he was not idle during this period, in order to catch ghosts, he studied the Heavenly Master's Mansion spell that he got from Yao Qin.

Among them, the great power is naturally not used, after all, he wants to catch, not kill, of course, in fact, he will not use that level of spells. With the level of a half-person like him, even if he is close to the body, he can at most get some yellow talismans to sprinkle. Other more advanced purple runes, gold runes, and the like just think about it, let alone make them, they can't be used.

In addition, that is, if it is the martial arts system of the Central Realm, it is okay to use the yellow fu, but if you want to make it, you don't have to think about it without the cultivation of the peak of the grandmaster.

However, it is not easy for a layman like him to make yellow runes, yellow paper can be replaced by ordinary straw paper, but the writing of runes, ordinary red ink is used for funny, cinnabar must be used, and his little pocket money can't even afford half a catty of cinnabar.

Ten talismans were hastily drawn, and seven were discarded.

Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion, it seems that the cultivation of every path is not easy, it is really not omnipotent if you can fight.

It was midnight again, Chen An returned home again with nothing except for three talismans, Zhang Ping had not slept yet, and said with a worried face: "Xiaoxin, have you been studying for so long late? It is the third year of high school, and it seems to be ten o'clock." ”

Chen An smiled reluctantly: "Mom, in the past two days, the school has been teaching in a surprise manner, and I have asked for evening self-study, and it has resumed after these two days." ”

"Oh, that's good, if you do this every day, and don't burn down your body, you can't compare to those eighteen-year-old adults when you're still growing up. By the way, if you're hungry, Mom will help you warm up some milk, and then go to bed after eating. ”

Chen Anxin was still a little strange at this sudden warmth, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, Mom, you go to sleep first, I'll wash and sleep after eating." ”

"Sleep, put the bowl in the sink and soak it, Mom can wash it tomorrow." ”

After saying that, Zhang Ping still wanted to watch her son eat, but was pushed back to the house by Chen An.

Chen An let out a long breath, he was afraid that he would be immersed in it for a long time, and he did not want to return, because the current life was exactly what he had been asking for. If you don't carry too much on your back, there's nothing wrong with sinking in this world all the time.

Chen An, who squatted for two days on Tuesday and Wednesday and still found nothing, felt that it was not a way to go on like this, so he decided to change his mind and start from other ways.

In the last physical education class on Thursday afternoon, the physical education teacher was sick again, and everyone had no choice but to be ordered by the head teacher Li Xiao to study in the classroom.

Because Li Xiao has a class this time, the class leader Chen Shu can't control people, the classroom discipline is a little chaotic, there are serious learners, and there are also those who sit there who don't belong to the gods, except that no one dares to laugh loudly, the classroom seems to be chaotic.

Chen An turned his head and said to the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy sitting in the back: "Hey, slut, what's the good stuff today." ”

When he asked, the guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in the back didn't answer, Liu Fei on the side couldn't hold it back, and turned his face and said: "Yes, slut, I didn't enjoy it last week, bring me two more, I want it now." ”

As he spoke, he took out a dollar coin and pressed it on the desk behind him.

The guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks sitting in the back is called Ge Jian, everyone calls him a profiteer, a slut, and his family runs a bookstore, black, yellow, red, and blue can get almost any book.

It can be said that in the three years of junior high school, he helped the male classmates in the class more than the teacher in the physiology and hygiene class.

Of course, it's not free, five cents per book, not called renting a book, it's a risk fee.

At this time, facing Liu Fei's hungry fat face, Ge Jian looked calm and asked calmly, "What color?"

"One yellow and one black. ”

Ge Jian gave a look of no problem first, then buried his head in the table, rummaged through, but after a moment's effort, he handed two fairly thick books from under the table to Liu Fei's hands.

Liu Fei gave a copy to Chen An, looking like a good brother sharing blessings, and then he couldn't wait to flip through the book in his hand.

"Romantic women. Chen An subconsciously glanced at the title of the book, a little speechless.

Ge Jian didn't care about this, but with a satisfied expression of doing a good deed every day, he lowered his head and continued his reading experience.

Chen An hurriedly called out to him and said, "Hey, slut, the book "Strange Tales of Spirits" you showed me last time was quite interesting, where did you get it?"

Before his consciousness was awakened, it was only after reading Ge Jian's book that he kept having nightmares and hallucinations.

Originally, it was normal to think about it day and dream at night, but Chen An, who had already awakened, always felt a little unusual in it, plus he had always seen some strange things in the past few days, so he couldn't help but think about it too much.

For ghosts, there are no other clues anyway, so it's better to ask more.