As their daughter, Shen Zhiwei declined to comment on the matter.

Her mind was on her own occult talents.

It's amazing.

Since perceiving the existence of the immortal flower, Shen Zhiwei's senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch have become more and more acute day by day.

Especially today, when she perceived the immortal flower again, her five senses improved a lot.

Taking hearing as an example, she could hear the subtle movements of ants crawling within a radius of one zhang, but now the range of what she can hear has expanded to three square feet.

If she hadn't been able to unilaterally block information that she wasn't interested in, these numerous and mixed voices alone would have been enough to torture her from a normal person into a nervous breakdown.

Easing his emotions slightly, Shen Zhiwei continued to stare at the pot of plants in front of him, observing its stems and leaves, recording its veins, studying its growth, and trying to outline its existence with perception.

The shock from the kidnappers strengthened her senses, but it was still not easy to perceive an ordinary plant.

Shen Zhiwei's fingertips touched the leaves of the plant.

The leaves are cool, and their surface is covered with a layer of translucent hairs.

A few specimens of dust fell on it, and she looked at it carefully.

Close your eyes, close your senses of hearing, smell, touch, and taste, and the world of consciousness is empty—because of the distance, the immortal flowers are not perceived, and the plants in the pots cannot be perceived.

Why?

Could it be that she can only perceive elixir?

Evergreens are also plants, what is the difference between evergreens and ordinary plants?

Could it be that immortal flowers are spiritual creatures, while ordinary plants have no spirituality?

Thinking about the problem in her mind, Shen Zhiwei did not break away from the closed state of her five senses, and she didn't know how long it took, she suddenly felt a faint trace of vitality in the void.

Grasping this glimmer of vitality and tracing back to its roots, a plant gradually appeared in the boundless world of consciousness.

It gave Shen Zhiwei the illusion that she was the plant, that she needed water, sunlight and nutrients, and that she wanted to change to a larger pot......

By the way, yesterday there was a pesky moth that laid eggs on it.

These eggs hatch to hatch more nasty caterpillars, which prefer to eat its young leaves the most, and it would be nice if they could be killed......

The thirst for plants lingered in his mind, affecting Shen Zhiwei's thinking.

She felt a second ray of life, different from the plant, full of vitality, like a thumping heart, which was the eggs of a moth.

The small life in the moth egg is in the process of being conceived, and the information it conveys is difficult to decipher, and it is not as clear as that of plants.

These two are like two people asking Shen Zhiwei for arbitration.

The plant coherently states the sin of the moth egg, which vaguely states that it eats the leaves in order to survive.

The arbiter, Shen Zhiwei, was not fair, she first perceived plants, and then moth eggs, and her attitude was naturally inclined towards plants.

Since the eggs have not hatched, let's kill them.

Her will controls the plant, causing the leaves to grow sharp burrs, piercing the moth eggs to draw nutrients, and releasing a substance that expels the moths from laying eggs on their bodies.

After doing these things, Shen Zhiwei withdrew his consciousness from the plant and analyzed the information transmitted by the plant and the moth eggs with an unaffected mind, which he found particularly interesting.

The plant doesn't have a mind, but the plant has instincts, and it knows what it needs.

Moth eggs also do not have a mind, because they are not hatched, their instincts are weak, and they only know how to survive but do not know what they need.

Because of this, the moth eggs could not affect her thinking, and she could not "argue" with plants, so that they were wiped out.

But plants are not able to actively attack.

It is able to kill moth eggs and release substances that are harmful to moths, firstly because Shen Zhiwei's will makes the most advantageous choice for it, and secondly, because Shen Zhiwei's occult arts give it the ability to actively attack natural enemies.

Shen Zhiwei withdrew from the realm of the sixth sense, restored the five senses, and secretly thought: The mystic art I awakened must not be ordinary perception. If the object of the occult is a human being, will I not be able to control the human mind?

Looking down at the potted plant in front of him, Shen Zhiwei could still sense its situation, and knew it better than himself.

Occultism can guide plants to a better future, and theoretically can also drag plants into the abyss.

She meditated, wondering if she could deprive the plants of life.

Under the influence of occultism, the plant gradually withered, the leaves turned yellow and withered, and its vitality was ruthlessly extracted, and it was weak if it lost a trace.

When the last wisp of vitality was also taken away by Shen Zhiwei, the plant turned into fine dust debris, leaving only a faint light frozen in Shen Zhiwei's fingertips, which was the vitality and spirituality of the plant.

Life can be gathered, but spirituality cannot.

In just twenty seconds, the plant's spirituality vanished cleanly.

Shen Zhiwei found a small porcelain bottle to preserve the droplet-shaped plant essence.

The smooth excavation of the use of occult magic made her feel excited, and her eyes fell on the ants on the edge of the flower pot.

Compared to potted plants and moth eggs, ants are difficult to perceive.

Shen Zhiwei spent a quarter of an hour, but found nothing, picked up the cup and drank a sip of water, and was about to continue, when he suddenly heard footsteps.

It was the maid, Dongfang Wuyang and Shen Yushu who sent the message.

Shen Zhiwei hid in the room and studied the occult for a long time, her father and mother rose from accusing each other to pointing their noses and exposing each other's secrets, and then quarreled, both thinking that the other party was unreasonable.

The youngest daughter was called, Dongfang Wuyang wanted to pick up the youngest daughter, but after being stopped by Shen Yushu, he slapped him unhappily.

There was no slap in the face, it was Shen Yushu's back.

"What are you afraid of me doing to go back to my parents' house with Sansan, or are you afraid that I will change Sansan's surname?" Dongfang Wuyang crossed his waist, his eyebrows were upside down, and his expression was full of mockery, "Don't use your dirty mind to figure out my thoughts, I am sober-minded, and I am not stupid enough to let Sansan give up the identity of the Shen family!"

"She's also my daughter!" Shen Yushu was even happier than her, "In the past six months, the number of times I've seen her is so small that I can count it clearly! Dongfang Wuyang, it's all because you live outside with Sansan!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Shen Zhiwei could only pull away his father: "Dad, mother, I'm still standing here." ”

Anyway, I also take into account the face of being a parent, what is it like to quarrel in front of my children?

Dongfang Wuyang stopped refuting Shen Yushu's words and said, "Sansan, you tell your mother, is it wrong for your mother? But your father relies on the extra two taels of meat under his crotch, and thinks that all mothers in the world should marry and teach children!

Shen Zhiwei didn't speak, he was preempted by Shen Yushu, he had a handsome face, his trembling fingers pointed at Dongfang Wuyang, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak fluently: "You, you are really, you really dare to say anything in front of the child!"

"What's the matter? Sansan is still young and can't understand. Even if she could understand, she wouldn't have lost her flesh. Dongfang Wuyang despised Shen Yushu's pedantry and said to Shen Zhiwei, "My mother doesn't think I'm wrong." My mother sent someone to call you over, not to let you listen to how your father and your mother quarreled. ”

"Sansan is not yet two years old, what do you want to tell her?" Shen Yushu interjected, "I don't have children involved in your business, you said this." ”

"Yes, I said that. Dongfang Wuyang nodded, "But Sansan is not an ordinary child, you and I can't treat her with the same attitude as an ordinary child." ”

Raising his hand to stop Shen Yushu's speech, Dongfang Wuyang said: "Sansan, I may have to move back to Dongfang's house, do you want to follow me, or do you want to follow your father? I can't accompany you all the time, but I won't ignore your growth and education; ”

Shen Yushu frowned: "How can I be that kind of person!"

Dongfang Wuyang affirmed: "You are that kind of person!"

Shen Zhiwei looked at the couple and waited patiently for them to finish their fight before asking, "What does my mother mean, is it to reconcile with my father?"

"Don't get along!" Dongfang Wuyang's answer was without hesitation.

"Think beautifully!" Shen Yushu's answer sounded at the same time as Dongfang Wuyang.

The relationship between the two is still there, and the contradiction comes from the concept, but the concept is such a thing, you have your reason, and I have my reason.

However, there are never a few couples who choose to part ways due to disagreements.

Shen Zhiwei had no intention of interfering in his parents' marriage, and said euphemistically: "Whether you are divorced or not, you are all my parents, and there is no question of who you have to choose with." Mother, my eldest brother is very happy to be close to you, just as I don't live in this courtyard, I am also happy to be close to my father. ”

It's just that she has memories of her past life, so she doesn't care whether her parents' marriage lasts long; Shen He and Erya are both children with unformed three views, and when their parents have conflicts, they will feel sad, helpless, and even painful.

Dongfang Wuyang seemed to realize that it was a stupid idea to ask his daughter who she chose to follow, and she didn't care about being angry with Shen Yushu, so she hurriedly squatted down and faced her little daughter: "I'm sorry, I was wrong! I shouldn't have called you over......"

She was incoherent.

Shen Zhiwei shook his head: "I know what my mother wants to say, but my mother doesn't have to explain." Looking up at his father, "Do you really think that my mother should be a model wife with husbands and children?"

"Of course not. Shen Yushu denied it.

The Dongfang Wuyang he likes is a woman with pursuits, and it is impossible to be trapped by the family.

The answer without thinking made Shen Yushu stunned, and his eyes met Dongfang Wuyang's eyes.

The next moment, he avoided it in shame and said, "Wuyang, I'll send Sansan back to the house." ”

"Dad, I can go back by myself. Shen Zhiwei left his father and mother in the house, stood outside the house and thought about it, and went to the guest room to find Xiaoyu.

The boy was mentally unsound and suddenly came to an unfamiliar environment and may not have adapted to it.

Previously, Shen Zhiwei did not go back to Dongfang's house with Shen He, and for safety, the person Xiaoyu followed was Shen He.

Later, Erya was rescued, Dongfang Wuyang didn't want to go to Dongfang's house, and Shen He also left with Xiaoyu and returned to his home.

The family is in a big place, and when he walked to the pavilion, Shen Zhiwei saw Shen He from a distance, so he stopped and waited for him: "Big brother, who are you?"

"I have a question for my father, and I heard that my mother is also there. Shen He said that his parents quarreled very implicitly, and asked his sister with his eyes, "...... they are now?"

"It should be reconciled. Shen Zhiwei held the eldest brother's hand and went to the guest room together, "What's wrong with Xiaoyu?

"No, he's very well-behaved. Kind of like you, when you were born, you were also quiet. Shen He recalled, looked down at his sister, and said in a subtle tone, "Sansan seems to like him very much?"

"I like it, he's good. ”

"What about Erya? Sansan, do you hate Erya?"

"That's my sister. Shen Zhiwei realized it and found Shen He's careful thoughts, "Big brother doesn't like Xiaoyu?"

"......" Shen He didn't speak, and when he arrived at the courtyard where the guest room was, he pulled his sister's little hand and said seriously, "He's a fool, if you like him like your father likes your mother, if you want to marry him, the child born may be a fool." ”

Belch?

Shen Zhiwei was taken aback at first, and then smiled dumbly: "You know a lot." After saying that, he left Shen He and went straight into the courtyard to find someone.

Shen He: What does Sansan mean?

It's a pity that he thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have the cheekiness to ask Shen Zhiwei, so that he always thought that Shen Zhiwei liked Xiaoyu and found all kinds of thorns on Xiaoyu.