Chapter 143 The second layer of skills is opened, and Lin Qingwen verifies the function

Qingwen gathered her spiritual power, controlled the light beads in her brain, and flew towards Jiahui.

After a few attempts, the light bead finally stopped in front of Jia Hui's forehead and stopped moving forward.

"What's the matter, girl?"

Xiao Jiahui saw Qingwen call her in, but she didn't speak, and asked suspiciously, but just closed her eyes as soon as she finished speaking.

After a moment, an innocent smile appeared on her little face, and she shouted happily: "Please close your eyes when it is dark!" The werewolf opened his eyes ......"

Qingwen secretly rejoiced in her heart, this is a game that everyone loves to play in the real world, from teenage elementary school students to college students in their twenties.

Sure enough, the second-level skill can make others fall asleep, and what he dreams about should be what he thinks about day and night.

Qingwen withdrew the white light bead, and after a moment, Jia Hui opened her eyes, and the smile on her face had not yet dissipated.

"Jia Hui, why did you suddenly ignore me just now? Smile with your eyes closed, but dreaming? Qingwen asked suspiciously.

Jia Hui's misty eyes looked around, her smile gradually faded, a trace of loneliness floated in her eyes, and then she said excitedly: "Girl, it's so strange, I could have been awake and awake, but suddenly I dreamed." Am I going to turn on the golden finger?

It's been three years, and I've been fantasizing about opening the golden finger every day, maybe I can go back. I miss my teachers, my classmates, my father, and my mom so much. ”

Silly girl, I gave you your golden finger, but I can't tell you yet. Qingwen silently read a sentence in her heart.

"Jiahui, what have you dreamed of?" She asked.

"I dreamed ...... I'm back in the real world, and I'm playing Werewolf Kill with my classmates, and I'm having a great time. Jia Hui's little face was full of joy.

"Do you remember what brought you to sleep?" Qingwen asked again.

"What makes me fall asleep?" Jia Hui shook her head suspiciously, "I don't know, it's just that I fell asleep suddenly." ”

Oh? Qingwen also wondered, couldn't Jiahui see the dazzling light?

She carefully manipulated the light beads in her head, circling around the room, but never approached Jia Hui.

Jia Hui's face was as usual, without the slightest change.

Sure enough, she couldn't see the light beads, which should only be seen by herself.

Qingwen suddenly thought that she could dream about other people's things through some medium, so could she manipulate others to dream about a third person through the medium?

She tried it silently, feeling that her spiritual power could still control the light beads for a short while, so she quietly changed the topic and said to Jia Hui:

"No matter, maybe it's because you have an obsession in your heart that you suddenly fall asleep. I remember that your sister Xiaohong has a ingot-shaped loop, which is very delicate, go and bring it to me to see. ”

Jiahui thought that Qingwen asked her to enter the house, and she was originally asked to pick up the yarn, but she fell asleep and delayed the girl's time.

She turned around in embarrassment and ran back to her room with Little Red.

The rope is an item that is usually worn, and Xiaohong puts it in the small wooden box at the head of her bed.

They are sisters who trust each other very much, and they don't have to hide their things from each other.

Jia Hui quickly got the yarn, held it in her hand and went to Qingwen's house.

"Girl, give ......" The light bead froze in front of Jia Hui's forehead, and she fell asleep again.

This time, the smile on her face was very funny, and she didn't know what she dreamed of.

Qingwen's mental strength was insufficient, so she withdrew the light bead and quickly wiped the sweat from her forehead.

But after a while, Jia Hui woke up, and before Qingwen could ask, she laughed to herself.

"Girl, I'm dreaming again, I dreamed that Sister Xiaohong was talking to Second Master Yun. Second Master Yun said that in the future, if you marry Sister Xiaohong, you will have to buy a few more acres of land. ”

Jia Hui shook her head like a little adult, and said regretfully, "It's a pity, this dream is too short, I still want to listen to it for a while, but I can't catch it." ”

Well, Qingwen understands that her light beads can not only make others dream about themselves, but also manipulate others to dream about another person through a certain medium.

There is nothing to avoid about Xiaohong and Jia Yun, and Jia Hui dreams of nothing, because their affairs are not a secret in Tubi Villa.

She knows, Mama Zheng knows, Jia Hui knows, and Mama Zhu also knows.

Of course, it is only limited to Tubi Villa, and others cannot tell it.

"Girl, what's wrong with me today? How did you daydream twice in a row? Jia Hui looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the door, and her big eyes were full of puzzlement.

"It's okay, maybe you'll find out later." Qingwen didn't explain, her face was calm.

"Oh." Jia Hui let out an "oh", her eyes looked at Qingwen, and she seemed to understand something, but she didn't seem to understand anything.

Qingwen didn't say anything more, took the veil in her hand and looked at it carefully.

The needlework that Xiangyun needed when he got married, the large ones were all done, and some small things such as sachets and strings were left.

The traditional pattern of the rope has a stick of incense, a stool to the sky, an elephant eye block, a square sheng, a chain, a plum blossom, a willow leaf and other woven patterns.

To put it bluntly, it is a straight line, a trapezoid, a diamond, two diamonds with one corner on top of each other, two rings together, or woven into the shape of plum blossoms or willow leaves.

Qingwen wants to make up some more well-intentioned patterns, such as gourd meaning protection and protection, pomegranate meaning having many children and grandchildren, peanuts meaning early birth of noble sons, and ingots of course meaning great wealth and wealth.

No one has made up these patterns before, and they all need to be thought out before they can be made.

Xiaohong was ingenious, and she had already made up the shape of the ingot, just for Qingwen to use as a reference.

Qingwen and Jiahui put their heads together to study the weaving method of the ingots, and Xiaohong came back with a book

"Girl, give me the book you wanted. Miss Lin lent this book to Miss Xiangling, and Miss Lin said that whichever book my sister wanted, it must be which, so Sister Zijuan and I went to the courtyard of the Xue family again, and exchanged it for a copy called Li Taibai. ”

"Let's put it there first, I'll see it later." Qingwen raised her eyes and pointed to the desk in front of the window.

She already knew that Daiyu had lent this "Du Gongbu Poetry Collection" to Xiangling, and she also knew that Daiyu would definitely not let Xiaohong take another book for her.

She deliberately asked Xiaohong to ask for this book, just to hold Xiaohong back and give herself enough time to complete the verification process.

Now that the function of the second level has been determined, it is just that the mental power to control the light beads by himself is insufficient, so I will have to practice more in the future.

Since then, Qingwen's life seems to have changed from the past, doing needlework, reading, studying food, playing with her sisters, and going out of the house every few days to inspect her grange and shop.

However, under Xiaohong's eager gaze, she would occasionally take out a collection of poems and pretend to read a few poems.

The emotional recitation always made Xiaohong smile unconsciously at her aunt.

Of course, these are what others see.

When others can't see it, she will practice manipulating the light beads whenever she has time, trying to make the control last longer.

Fortunately, the light bead is not visible to others, and there is no need to worry about the dazzling light.

Only occasionally, when Xiaohong and Jia Hui enter her house, they will find sweat on her face.