Roach stood on the branch, slowly straightened up, and pressed one hand to the trunk, trying to catch the slightest sound just now.

The woods were silent, save for the near-regular sound of the wind moving the leaves. There must be a stream in the distance, and the flow of the water is hidden in the ravines between the trees, flowing quietly. Even though Roach's ears were good, he couldn't hear the sounds of animals moving. But there's nothing out of the ordinary, it's not really a deep mountain, and there are very few wildlife in such a close proximity to human activity.

Du Zhengyi came here to use a public post station that was not well known, and as far as Luo Qi knew, the energy field near the public post station was often abnormal, so what he heard just now might just be the sound caused by the slight fluctuation of the energy field.

However, he was still a little unsure, just now he really thought that there was a snake nearby. But he had never come into close contact with snakes, nor had he stopped the sound of snakes crawling. So that judgment is not so much that he hears the voice, but that he just has that feeling. He felt something approaching, and the feeling of a thorn in his back was fleeting, and he waited cautiously for a long time without feeling anything more.

It's just that in this way, this mountain forest has become a little creepy, and the sense of psychological security that Du Zhengyi brought by not far away anyway began to dissipate. Roach leaned against the trunk of the tree, concentrating, and first examined his surroundings, in the world of consciousness he did not check any active consciousness around him.

He opened his eyes, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and began to wonder if there was any way he could find his way back quickly. He doesn't have the skill to find his way in the wild, and the magician is now completely domesticated in the city, and his ability to survive after leaving the human city is not much stronger than that of ordinary humans. The worst thing is that his phone was confiscated by Mahjong, and in order to allow him to concentrate on the exam, he also forgot to come back with Mahjong afterwards, so he can't even count on human tools.

Roach sat down cross-legged on the branch, closed his eyes again, and after ten minutes of meditation he dared to lower his shield of consciousness a little and enter the world of consciousness. A new world opened up to him in his consciousness, his horizon became vast, the woods became noisy, and the simple consciousness of the stars flew like fireflies in his vision. He knew it could be squirrels, birds, or other small animals.

He saw the presence of humans and mages from afar, like coordinates in the Void World. He seemed to be flying in the air of this world, looking down at the lighthouse that guided him on the ground, and he could feel their real presence.

Roach disconnected from the world of consciousness, he opened his eyes, slightly dizzy. It was easy for him to determine their existence in the world of consciousness, but in the real world, Rocky thought with annoyance, and there was no scale to convert, and he still couldn't know their exact position. He raised one hand, resting his elbow on his thigh, his hand propped up his face, wondering what to do.

He remembered that when he was in Qionglin, he had escaped from the mage by avoiding the recognized consciousness. If he now relied on the sound of consciousness to locate himself in order to shorten the physical distance, he would need to keep the world of consciousness open, but that would be a bit dangerous. This place made him insecure, anyway, Du Zhengyi would be able to find him sooner or later, if he risked completely opening up the world of consciousness that he had finally stabilized in order to find them quickly, it would be too stupid.

He also can't risk using the animals here. Luo Qi already knew cats, and he had practiced in the ancient town for many days, so he was able to use cats to track Du Zhengyi. But now he is disgusted at the thought of mice, and he heard that the IQ of squirrels and chipmunks is not too high, and the higher the IQ, the more difficult it is to control. The brains of birds are a bit strange in their own right, and even more so unsuitable.

He thought depressedly for a while, and a new idea suddenly popped up. In fact, he can completely use human eyes instead of cat eyes, and he really knows people very well. As for the choice of Du Zhengyi's consciousness barrier is unshakable, Mahjong itself is a telepath, and it is not only difficult to contact his consciousness, but also dangerous for both of them. Guan Xinyue is a good choice, as she as a human will not actively realize the existence of alien consciousness at all.

But to do this, it's too perverted, and doing such a thing while the subject is awake is like being possessed by a legendary ghost.

Luo Qi calmed down on the branch for a long time, repeatedly demonstrating the feasibility of doing so, and after a while he thought that he could actually isolate Guan Xinyue's mind completely, and only accept the data collected in Guan Xinyue's brain, without touching her logical thinking area and memory area. At least that's what he does with cats most of the time, so he doesn't have the idea of eating mice and birds. Humans are more agile than mammals, and many parts of the brain are more developed, but the difference is not particularly dramatic in nature.

If they discuss which direction to look for him, he can follow their wishes and meet as soon as possible. Even if Du Zhengyi had come back to meet mahjong, it was entirely possible that he would guess that he would be looking at them through a certain pair of eyes based on his experience in the Heping Street Street Office last time. He's so clever that he might repeat a meeting point over and over again, drawing his attention to a place that can be used as geographic coordinates. Thinking of this, Luo Qi suddenly felt a little worried, maybe Du Zhengyi had already done this, did he waste too much time, he should have done it a long time ago.

A gust of wind blew from the depths of the mountain forest, bringing with it a cold, damp smell, and the short hairs on the top of Rocky's head were blown up, and the damp wind hit the skin on his neck, and he shivered. The unlucky feeling was like a red tide spreading on the sea, and Rocky couldn't help but turn around and look behind the trees.

Behind the trees are still trees, and beyond the mountains and forests are still mountain forests. The forests of the southern country are verdant, and the streams and streams are coiled around the roots of the trees, and it may be normal to feel cold and damp in the woods in early spring. This is an almost deserted public post station, there is such a place on this planet, Du Zhengyi randomly chose this place, and the possibility of an ambush here is probably less than one in a thousand.

Roach frowned and thought for a moment, then retracted back to the side of the trunk, forcing himself to relax, and he began to silently recite the operation process, his fingers flipping in front of him to draw out the complex operation diagram that he would use for a while, and gradually his attention became highly concentrated.

He closed his eyes, and the world of consciousness unfolded in his world again, and he found exactly the only human consciousness in range, as if it had landed from the sky towards the bullseye on the ground, and he circled around it, gradually invading it. He hides his traces and reduces the activity of his conscious existence, and he does it with great joy and ease, as if he was born knowing what to do.

He melts into a person's consciousness like a stream of water flowing into a great river. He temporarily gave up the world that his ears and eyes had received, he searched for her sight and hearing in Guan Xinyue's consciousness, and invested them in his brain, and the world became bright and clear again.