What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

That Zhang Danfang, in theory, does not mean that it is not feasible.

The Eight Immortals of the Other Shore stabilize the Yang soul, and the slough of the Heavenly Snake has the effect of reshaping the muscles and bones and stabilizing the seven souls; it is said that the blood boy body can make ordinary people "immortality and immortality". Physical effect.There are also some scattered treasures of heaven, material and earth, all of which have the effect of prolonging life and tempering the body.

Taking these herbs alone, except for the flesh and blood of the blood boy, the energy is too overbearing, and if you are not careful, you will explode and die.

Therefore, in normal prescriptions, you will not see such a group of natural treasures gathered together, they are all used as the main ingredient, and many auxiliary medicinal materials are added to ease the effect of the medicine and assist absorption.

No one would think of using these treasures of heaven, material and earth together, and anyone who can get one will offer it as a family heirloom.

Li Xuewen thought, perhaps it was because of such a theory.

People who have never eaten tomatoes have heard people who have eaten tomatoes say that tomatoes are poisonous, and they will die if they eat them.They didn't dare to eat it, and the rumors spread ten or ten times.One day, a man put poison in a tomato and coaxed someone to eat it. The man was poisoned to death. The rumor was true, and no one wanted to do an autopsy. They only thought that the tomato was indeed poisonous—the rumor became the truth.

Another example, bury the mainframe of the computer in the ground for the ancients to see.The ancient people smashed the monitor with a hammer, and there was no picture, so the ancient people took it for granted that the computer was working by the monitor.

To put it a bit deeper-

Destroy the human brain, the brain stops working, and the human body dies.People die, brains die; brains die, people die, the equation.People think that it is indeed the brain that controls the body.

This is exactly the same as the ancient theory of "display controls computer".

He didn't know when his fingertips were cold, and he heard a voice from upstairs——

"What are you talking about?"

I have heard that voice many times in recent days. It is the soft voice of the young Qingyue, who always likes to pick up the ending. I don't know if it is due to personality or habit.

Not today.

This made the familiar voice feel unspeakably strange.

Xie Yihai raised his head and met Bai Ling's expressionless face.

It was still the delicate face of porcelain white, with innocent black eyes always sipping a smile, but suppressed without emotion, and the fine eyelashes were like a veil covering the darkness.

Xie Yihai shivered unexpectedly.

No one paid attention, the boy went downstairs on his own.He added: "I woke up feeling much better... I went to find Brother Chong, so I don't need to trouble him to make requiem. He may be immersed in work and ignore me."

As he said that, he looked at Xie Yihai's uncomfortable eyes abruptly: "Why don't you talk?"

"No, no," Li Xuewen was the first to react, "We were chatting. Are you hungry? The porridge is ready."

Hearing this, Bai Ling showed a very sweet smile, with dimples looming: "I said it smells so good from upstairs, it really is brother Xuewen's handicraft, today I'm going to eat again."

The boy didn't seem to have changed, and the strangeness just now seemed like an illusion.

Holding the large bowl, he showed the expression of a satisfied cat as always - he would do this every time he ate his favorite food - and then praised Li Xuewen's cooking skills with his sweet mouth.

Normally, when Li Xuewen was in a good mood, he would laugh like the reincarnation of Guanyin, but this time, he could only forcefully smile a little along the lines of the conversation.

After Bai Ling had eaten, like many times before, he volunteered to take out the food, put it on a serving plate, and brought it upstairs for Xie Chongsen.

He is as delicate as the face of a horn-blowing cherub in the church sculpture group, slowly disappearing into the shadow of the stairwell with his footsteps.

In just a few minutes of getting along, Li Xuewen broke out in a cold sweat.

He put down the chopsticks with no effort, and the long wooden chopsticks rolled down the edge of the bowl with a "crash" just like his mood.

Xie Yihai was puzzled by his gaffe: "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't you feel it?" Li Xuewen shivered unbearably, "Bai Ling..."

When you get acquainted with a person, you will unconsciously capture his "personal characteristics".Expressions, small movements, idiomatic tone, and even diction grammar.

Each individual's individual characteristics change many times throughout a lifetime.It may be affected by people or the environment, but it is all subtle and gradual.

Therefore, when personal characteristics suddenly change, people close to them will have an indescribable sense of strangeness.

It's like a smiling old teacher who is "kind and friendly", suddenly one day his face is expressionless and his tone is blunt, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

This discomfort was magnified ten times in Bai Ling's body after the analysis and foreshadowing just now.

Where did it come from?

Is it the eyes that don't smile, the expressionless face that seems to be out of the way when listening to people's words, or the innocent eyes that can no longer be found after depression?

The first time I saw Bai Ling, I would have a deep memory of the "juvenile feeling" in him.

One is his tenderness, and the other is his behavior.Although he is nearly twenty, with a height of more than 1.7 meters, he has no memory, and his mentality is pure and kind. There is no shadow in his eyes and the joys and sorrows of the adult world.

So after this "juvenile feeling" fades, there will be an effect in horror movies, that is, the "age contrast" deliberately created, such as a 7-year-old child is the murderer of a massacre; a 10-year-old child is possessed by a demon, etc.

Bai Ling went upstairs and never came down.

He didn't invite Xie Yihai to play games together as usual, Xie Yihai knocked on his door, he only said that his head was still dizzy and he was going to bed early.

Li Xuewen lay on the bed, closed her eyes, all the trifles that she experienced during the day flashed through her mind, organized and filed.

This is a habit he has formed since he was a child. It is an advantage to think about it three times a day, but it has been difficult for him to fall asleep since he was a child. Xie Yihai always advised him not to think too much, but he couldn't change it.

At about two o'clock in the morning, he heard footsteps upstairs, from west to east, presumably it was Xie Chongsen who had completed the requiem medicine and gave it to Bai Ling.After the sound paused, it didn't sound again. It should be that everyone on the third floor and a ghost are asleep.

He was clearly under the warm blanket, but his heartbeat was chaotic and unreasonable; his mind was tumbling over the events of the year, the water stains at the end of his eyes were dry and wet, and he was sleepless all night.

He stared fixedly at the velvet curtain by the window, and there was an incongruous slit in the middle; he watched it gradually change from a faint fish-belly white to a brilliant golden light, and then dawn dawned, and a new day came.

He went downstairs before seven o'clock, with a splitting headache and tight eyes. He didn't know why he fell in love with the kitchen, which he hated so much when he was a child. Perhaps it was safer to have a narrow space where he could flex his muscles. feel.

But at the bar, there was already a person sitting.

Bai Ling.

He carried the stairs behind his back, his soft curly hair was neatly pinned behind his ears, and his long, fair neck was exposed outside the collar of a large loose sweater, like an elegant swan.

He had already heard the footsteps, and when the footsteps approached, he turned his head unhurriedly, showing a beautiful and clean smile: "Brother Xuewen, what a coincidence."

Li Xuewen paused.

Seeing that he was silent, Bai Ling jumped off the stool on his own.The young man was very light, like an elegant cat, stepped down from the throne, and slowly walked towards Li Xuewen.

Nothing on the bar.Li Xuewen thought he was reading a book, playing a game console, or eating, but the bar was empty.

What was he doing just now?

wait for me?

This absurd idea made Li Xue close her eyes without smelling the trace, and then opened them again, no, don't be sensitive anymore, Bai Ling is fine, it's you who are suspicious, you are suspicious of everything.

When he came back to his senses, Bai Ling had already walked in front of him.

The boy raised his hand and gently stroked the corner of his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" His voice was as soft as a feather falling to the ground, ethereal and unreal, like the whisper of a demon in a dreamland, "Is 'he' coming?"

"Him?" Li Xuewen subconsciously repeated his words, "Who is he?"

"You'll know right away."

Bai Ling put down his hands, turned and walked towards the bar: "I'm waiting for him too."

In the end, Li Xuewen couldn't figure out who the "he" Bai Ling was talking about.

Xie Chongsen went downstairs, he seemed to come straight to Bai Ling, and he seemed to just get up early as usual.Seeing Bai Ling who shouldn't appear at this time in the living room, there was only a trace of surprise in his eyes, and he wiped it away.

He whispered: "Exactly. A new case is coming."

Li Xuewen hid her personal emotions and sat on the farthest single sofa in the living room to look through the hot A4 paper that had just been printed.

Perhaps the transmission was in a hurry, and the file did not follow the format, but a large block of text.

In the cities of Jiaogui and Nanyuntai in Heilongjiang Province, where there are many traces of the activities of the Blood Boy Sect, as well as Tailai City and Jiulongyuan City in southern Shonen, the number of missing persons has increased sharply in recent days.

It stands to reason that most of the missing persons are old people who suffer from illnesses and mental disorders, and children with poor discrimination ability. However, the missing persons who have increased sharply in recent days are mostly adults, men and women, and most of them are between 18 and 40 years old, which should be the lowest proportion of missing persons. a part of.

On the second piece of paper was a testimony from a cohabitant of a missing person.

"He's crazy. No, he's sane, I just thought he'd had too much to drink, or he'd been hit too hard... He said he saw a double of himself. He said there was one who looked exactly like him, Someone with the same look, following him. Can you imagine? I can hardly imagine. But that's what he said, for a week, and then disappeared.

"He cried and yelled at me more than one night, saying his doppelgänger was going to replace him.

"No, I don't know if he's been replaced. He's definitely had a change in his last few days and I think he's gone crazy.

"Then he disappeared."

Doppelganger?

There are rumors that people have seven clones in the world, and the seven clones are exactly like themselves, distributed all over the world.When you meet your double, they take your place...

Of course, Li Xuewen didn't believe in such amusing nonsense.

But the concept of double body is not only such urban rumors, it has been mentioned many times in ancient literature and folk myths.

The most famous is the concept of "killing the three corpses" which is a mixture of Taoism and Buddhism.

The three corpses represent the three "evil desires" of human beings. If a cultivator wants to become a flying fairy, he must eradicate and destroy the "roots of the three corpses", that is, good corpses, evil corpses and his own corpses. Mindfulness, "clean and inaction, clear mind and see nature"; Buddhists call it "breaking attachment".

This is just an idea.

The fact is that no one has a "second self", and no one really becomes a flying fairy.The ancient emperors had tens of thousands of alchemists, but it was only a hundred years.

Li Xuewen didn't take the word "separate body" seriously, he closed the A4 paper, and frowned: "The matter of eradicating the blood child sect is urgent, and everyone in the Taoist society is in danger like in the past, so let's work together to get rid of evil spirits." ..."

Xie Chongsen didn't say a word, he stared at Bai Ling, who was reading the black and white words with his eyes downcast, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Is it really the Blood Children's Cult?" The black and white eyes avoided Xie Chongsen's, "Brother Xuewen, you haven't been right since just now, what are you nervous about?"

As he said that, his crow-black eyes fixed on Li Xuewen motionlessly: "I remembered something. About my life experience... I have you in my memory."