"So, you're a ghost?"

"Ghost...... Hahaha, now I am indeed a ghost, a ghost who can't see the light......"

"Then do you know how Xiao Yu is doing now? Was he injured? ”

Compared to this weird ghost, Xia Buhe obviously cared more about Xiao Yu.

"He's safe now......"

A picture appeared in front of Xia Buhe's eyes: Xiao Yu was standing at the door of the house, stomping his feet anxiously, his face full of helplessness.

"This picture ...... Is it true? He's not ......"

Isn't he being hunted down?

Shabhe couldn't accept it for a while, if he was at home, then who took me last night?

"Your lover has indeed been ordered to be killed by an organization called 'Grolla'. But in today's world, no one should dare to attack him. ”

The voice in consciousness paused for a moment, as if a sentence had been silenced. Then he said.

"It wasn't Xiao Yu who took you away last night, but a body that looked the same as him, but had no feelings."

At this moment, Xia Buhe also remembered that something was wrong last night.

Although the person who took him away looked the same as Xiao Yu, many details had been exposed - he was not Xiao Yu.

He was wearing a set of clothes that Xiao Yu had never worn, Xiao Yu had no money on him, and it was impossible to buy new clothes;

And the suit of clothes and the car he drove were Xiao Yu's least favorite - black.

Most importantly, his attitude and look......

Shabh secretly regretted that he hadn't noticed something was wrong sooner......

"So, Xiao Yu does have a secret hidden in him?"

"Everyone has secrets hidden in them, and Xiao Yu is certainly no exception."

Shabho's mind raced to figure out the connection between this series of bizarre events.

A strange man appeared on the bus;

A note that inexplicably appeared in his hand;

ghosts in the consciousness;

A man who looks exactly the same as Xiao Yu......

All this weirdness was beyond the scope of Shabhe's cognition, so that she could not find a clue.

"You don't understand it because you don't understand the nature of the world......"

The "ghost" in the consciousness read the mind of Shabho.

"Essence?"

"It's like you only know that Xiao Yu is a magician, but you don't know that he is a magician."

Shabhe felt that he had listened to nonsense.

The ghost also realized this, and went on to add, "The second magic spell, which can also be called a spell, magic ......"

Shabhe was dumbfounded, and this statement completely overturned his perception of the world: "So there really is magic in this world?" ”

"Magic is everywhere, electric light can shine; Combustion can generate heat; A single tank of gasoline can drive a car that is several times heavier than itself to travel hundreds of kilometers; A bowl of rice can give you stamina......"

"Cut ......"

I really don't learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, and it's magic everywhere......

And the essence of all these phenomena is energy. Whether you call it electricity, heat, chemistry or bioenergy, it is the transition between energies that is deliberately directed in a particular direction. ”

"Oh~"

Xia Buhe seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he still said "oh".

It's like when you read a book, whether you understand what the teacher is saying or not, you will make such a sound and pretend to understand.

"The means of controlling the direction of energy conversion is magic." The voice in the Divine Consciousness continued, "The energy that is free of the world is also called Reiki, and people can obtain different abilities by controlling these energies in different ways. ”

"Everyone has energy in their body, but the amount of energy is different. And whether or not you can use these energies is the difference between a magician and an ordinary person. ”

Xia Buhe's eyes widened suddenly, and he thought of a terrible point:

In this way, Xiao Yu is not only a trickster, but also an immortal cultivator!

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because you're locked up, you need to learn magic to control the energy in your body......"

Shabhe scratched her head in embarrassment, and the shock of the moment made her ignore the dangerous problem: she was being locked up in a room with no light at all.

"You can put a slide in front of my eyes, and you should be able to get me out too, right?"

"Sorry master, I can't do ......"

Shabh was disappointed: "Didn't you say that you are the master of this world?" Can't do that? ”

There seemed to be a hint of grievance in the ghost's fluttering tone: "I'm just your prisoner now, I can only affect the space in your divine consciousness, the things in reality, and I have to rely on you to ...... yourself."

"So what should I do?"

"Feel the energy in your body, focus it where it needs to be used, and then imagine what it can do."

"It's as simple as that?"

Xia Buhe couldn't believe it, it sounded like such a high-end skill, could he do it just by relying on YY in his heart?

"It's not hard to think of the use of energy, it's hard to feel the energy in your body and mobilize it."

Xia Buhe closed his eyes, sat down cross-legged, and tried to feel the ethereal "energy" in his body.

Heartbeat......

Breathe......

The flow of blood......

Pulsation of the meridians......

The temperature of the body......

None of these require energy to drive.

In an instant, Xia Yuhe felt the energy in his body.

The energy that keeps the body running is like an intricate system of rivers that pervade everywhere under the skin. Streams, one by one, continue to flow without stopping......

…………

Outside the room where Shabhe was locked was a thick metal wall.

The space in which these walls are located resembles a secretly built military base, or a prison for death row inmates.

The entire space is surrounded by a large hollowed-out mountain, surrounded by huge rocks exposed by the walls.

Columns of soldiers patrol along the perimeter wall, which is also covered with a dense high-voltage power grid.

A flying insect that landed on the power grid instantly stirred up electric light, and then burned into ashes.

Above, several bright rooms were embedded in the mountain, facing the tightly guarded prison. The room was filled with non-stop equipment, and people in uniform were coming and going.

The other room is a different kind of busy scene from above.

A man in glasses and uniform is sitting in front of a computer, bored playing solitaire.

He had pens in his pockets on his chest, and the pages of tables in front of him were recording some data.

The data filled in those forms is all zero.

"There's no more cards to catch...... the man removed his glasses and leaned back on the back of his chair.

Suddenly, a flashing red pop-up window appears on the screen, obscuring all the cards in the game.

"Warning: Monitor data anomalies!"

The prompt in the pop-up window stunned the man for a moment, he rubbed his eyes, and put on his glasses again.

The mouse clicks on the pop-up window to enter, and the flat straight line that was originally maintained on the 0 scale quickly climbs at an angle of almost right angles at a certain moment.

Eighty......

Hundred......

Three thousand......

50,000 ......

……

The man frantically recorded the data until the values on the screen stayed at 999999.

The man picked up the walkie-talkie beside him and shouted at the walkie-talkie like crazy:

"I'm going to report to the team leader! No, Director! No, I'm going to report to the commander......"

Moments later, the entire base flashed red and sirens sounded.