Chapter Seventy-Two: Someone Is Singing
Egawa continued to go back to the house to take care of his skin.
Li Baitian frowned.
He can't be stressed, he doesn't cultivate at all, and he doesn't have visualizations, so how can there be a problem with his spirit.
Could it be that because he has refined the cartilage in the ear area, his hearing has surpassed Jiang Chuan, so only he can hear the tune?
He found Xia Weiguo in the mansion again, at this time Xia Weiguo was patrolling the mansion, the lights were blind, but he walked like a fly.
Li Baitian asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”
Xia Weiguo said: "What about patrolling, the subordinates will hand over in the second half of the night." ”
Li Baitian: "Why don't you light a torch on the patrol, can you see the fire in the dark?" ”
Xia Weiguo said: "You can see it, the Rising Sun City has a curfew at night, and if you don't light the lights, your son may not be suitable when you first come, and you won't get in the way if you meditate and practice for a night." ”
"I hear someone singing, do you hear me?"
Li Baitian stared at Xia Weiguo and asked, now at this distance, he could see the other party's face clearly.
Xia Weiguo's face was dazed: "No, from the time of my son to the present, I haven't heard any movement, and there will be no pedestrians on the streets during the curfew time, how can anyone sing?" ”
"That's fine, maybe I misheard."
Li Baitian was about to go back to the house, and the moment he passed by, he asked casually: "Adjutant Xia, have you grown a little taller?" ”
"No, I didn't understand what Childe meant."
Xia Weiguo's figure was stunned, and his tone was very calm.
"It's okay, I've been a little stressed lately, auditory hallucinations, I'm going back to take medicine."
Li Baitian ignored Xia Weiguo anymore, went back to the house, closed the door, and sat in front of the window listening to the distance.
When his heart calmed down, he heard the singing voice again.
"Five cardamom, six Hades, let's go to the lobby to discuss ......"
"The drum should be whipped to listen, first of all, please ask Xia Jiabing to ......"
“……”
"It's not an auditory hallucination, someone is really singing, I even heard the lyrics, how can it be an auditory hallucination?"
"This word is weird, the Xia family in Rising Sun City, it seems that there is indeed a problem, what are these people doing, does it have anything to do with the disappearance of the spy?"
Li Baitian muttered to himself, he wanted to go out and have a look, but it was too dangerous, although his physical body was strong, but if he died, he would pinch the foundation building period with his bare hands, and the victory or defeat of the Jindan period monk was still between the two words.
Rashly touching that strange thing may be a disaster.
And just now he did feel that Xia Weiguo was a little higher than what he saw in the evening, he believed in his eyesight, and now his eyes were rulers, and he couldn't make mistakes.
"Made, why did you encounter strange things as soon as you came to Rising Sun City, there are not so many abnormalities in Haoqi City, isn't it good for everyone to pass through the ordinary life?"
Li Baitian complained, but he also knew in his heart that perhaps it was because of the [Order] law that shrouded Haoqi City that there were no such strange incidents.
Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison, and it is still comfortable to stay in Haoqi City.
Throughout the night, Li Baitian was tortured by the opera, so he simply didn't sleep, lit a lamp and candle, and continued to scorch his eyes.
He deeply understands that sometimes it is not a good thing to be too acute, and he can now memorize the words of the play after singing it all night.
When the sky is bright, the rooster crows to stop.
Li Baitian roasted his eyes all night and yawned, even if his eyes were bright, he couldn't hide the tiredness on his face.
Jiang Chuan saw him like this, with a really like this expression: "Master Li, you have to live and recuperate, I have seen many people torture themselves all day long in order to improve their strength and temper their will, but after all, our monks are mortal fetuses in the flesh, and they also have seven emotions and six desires." ”
"Excessive mental destruction can indeed expand the visualization, but it also has deep side effects, and some people even go crazy because of it."
Jiang Chuan spoke bitterly, persuaded him with good words, and gave many examples.
For example, the Ye family of Haoqi City proposed a method ten years ago, throwing their children into the pile of dead when they were just one year old and could toddle, and saw the horrors of the world in order to temper their spiritual will, and the final result was naturally that most of them collapsed, and they became crazy since childhood.
A small number of people who persevered also grew up with all kinds of mental illnesses, and their emotions were extremely extreme, and they couldn't put it on the surface, so they could only arrange to do some dark dirty work, and later this method was banned because it destroyed human nature.
Li Baitian was speechless: "Well, I've just been thinking about the sound I heard last night, and I haven't rested well." ”
Jiang Chuan said: "I understand, I am a doctor, I am very professional, listen to me, as long as the mind is relaxed, the problem of hair loss can also be improved." ”
Li Baitian didn't want to talk to him anymore, this guy exposed his shortcomings when he didn't agree.
Nostalgic for the days when I had hair.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Xia Weiguo came over and said, "Two sons, there is someone from the second lady waiting outside the mansion, saying that they are inviting the two of them to the banquet." ”
"Came so early."
"Let's get over here."
Li Baitian nodded, and looked at Xia Weiguo's body again, which was a few centimeters shorter than what he saw last night.
He didn't understand the reason for this change, but now was not the time to care about this, so he took Jiang Chuan to the door of the mansion and found the waiting slave.
"The two of you can be regarded as coming out, this doorman said that he wouldn't let us in, it's really a brainless one, delaying my young lady's big event, do you think they can afford it?"
The servant's face was full of resentment, as a slave of the second miss of the Xia family, he was not treated respectfully, and this was the first time that he was blocked from entering the door.
"What can't afford to bear, they are the people of the Xia City Lord."
Li Baitian said lightly.
The minion's face changed immediately, and after looking at Xia Weiguo's armor and murderous appearance, he immediately gave himself a big mouth: "Little Zhang Wei, who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, collided with a few adults, it's the small one damned, and the small one will make amends to you." ”
Li Baitian laughed in his heart: "It's okay, lead the way." ”
Zhang Wei is quite talkative, and along the way, he can say two sentences no matter what he sees.
From the sugar gourds bought and sold by roadside vendors, to the surrounding buildings, he can tell you the customs thoroughly, but he doesn't know whether it's true or not.
When Jiang Chuan casually commented a few words when he saw the medicinal materials, Zhang Wei was surprised that he could also answer fluently.
Is the threshold for being a slave so high these days?
But when Li Baitian saw these objects bought and sold by roadside vendors, he always looked wrong, unlike when he just entered the city yesterday, and now when he looks at those things, he always feels that he can't see clearly.
This is very strange, he should have seen everything very clearly after baking his eyes all night, but when he looked at the objects on those vendors, he felt that there was an indescribable outline enveloping him.
In the blink of an eye, the silhouette was gone again.
What's the situation, seeing things ghosted?
Li Baitian opened his mouth and asked, "Zhang Wei, you know so much, do you know why there are people singing at night in Rising Sun City?" ”