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

The thin boy's tone was flat, as if he was chatting about everyday life, but the content of his words was like thunder, causing ripples.

"With me?" Li Xuewen pinched the corner of the table vigorously with trembling hands, "This is impossible! I have no impression of you."

Realizing that his tone was too fierce, he softened up and explained: "I mean, if I met you in the past, someone as special as you, I wouldn't forget it."

Bai Ling didn't make a sound, just looked at him quietly.

This look made Li Xuewen's hair stand on end.

A thought struck him, he sat up straight, and asked hesitantly: "Perhaps the one you mentioned is my younger brother."

This was exactly the topic Bai Ling wanted to bring up.

Bai Ling narrowed his eyes: "Brother Xuewen has a younger brother?"

Li Xuewen nodded slightly: "Twin brothers."

Obviously, he didn't want to look back on this kind of memory, but he wanted to hear from Bai Ling some past stories about his younger brother who died young.

He may not have noticed that he showed a nostalgic and sad expression.

Bai Ling pursed his lips: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad." He lowered his eyes: "Because the 'separation' was mentioned on the paper, I remembered something."

He said that he met "Li Xuewen" in the forest.

That forest is the chaotic forest of the mass burial ground "Songhe Garden".

Songhe Garden has been abandoned for a long time due to some reasons, and there are often no living figures for several weeks and months, and there are lonely ghosts wandering around.Strange to say, Bai Ling doesn't know if it's a common problem with ghosts, or the Songhe Garden is really weird. The ghosts wandering in the Songhe Garden have no memory of their life, and most of them survive for a period of time in a daze, and then reincarnate when the time comes.

In Bai Ling's impression, Xie Chongsen was the fifth living person he met - the first four were passengers whose car broke down on the road and asked for help, but when they walked in, they found that it was a cemetery in barren mountains, old forests, and they ran away in less than a minute. .

Bai Ling once mentioned this ghost memory at the dinner table as an old story, and everyone laughed it off after hearing it.

But this time when he brought it up again, Li Xuewen's alarm bells rang out: "Wait, don't tell me that Xueling was among those four passengers! Xueling died in an accident in [-] years..."

Bai Ling asked gently: "Why are you so sure that the one I saw was Li Xueling?"

Li Xuewen's face turned blue: "Because I have never experienced a car break down on the road. I only heard about the 'Songhe Garden' you stayed in."

Xie Yihai also had a bad face when he heard this: "Brother Xiaobai, did you read it wrong? When you mentioned it last time, you didn't say that there was a Xuemei among those four people. Think about it again?"

That's right, Li Xuewen was very puzzled, if those four people did have someone who looked similar to him, why didn't Bai Ling mention it before?

Facing the puzzled or hopeful eyes cast on him, Bai Ling considered his words: "If I say, I just realized it now, would you believe me?"

He paused, and looked at Xie Chongsen with a sense of loss. The complex emotions contained in those eyes had never changed, allowing him to gain the power to make him feel at ease as before.

"I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine, or Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly. I seem to be enlightened in an instant, and my three senses are fully opened. It seems that my words, deeds, memory, and thinking were all covered by a masked glass-involuntary speech, superficial thinking, you guys Know that feeling? It's like writing with your left hand, running in ill-fitting shoes, talking through three layers of masks, a dim firelight wrapped in oiled paper...

"And now, I have finally obtained complete control over 'me'."

Bai Ling's explanations were mysterious and mysterious, and his words were insincere, but Li Xuewen could understand them.

He re-examined this young man who was unconsciously exuding alienation and nobility.

"It's like the feeling of an adult remembering the words and deeds of childhood, right?" He stared closely at Bai Ling's starry night eyes, which were black and white. "Do you know the morphological field theory?"

Li Xuewen asked Bai Ling to close his eyes.

He didn't say what to do, stretched out an index finger, and slowly stretched it towards the center of Bai Ling's forehead——

Bai Ling grabbed Li Xuewen's wrist with one hand, and opened his eyes. His fingertips were still two centimeters from the center of his forehead, and did not touch the skin.

"You felt it, didn't you?" Li Xuewen smiled. He pointed to his forehead and then to Bai Ling's, "The pineal gland is commonly known as the third eye. People with higher talents generally have a more developed pineal gland." .”

Before humans evolved into what they are now, it is said that they had three eyes.One left and one right recognize orientation, and the middle one recognizes color. After evolution, the third eye disappears and degenerates into the pineal gland, leaving only two eyes to complete all functions.

"No one can clarify the relationship between this organ and the 'yin-yang eye'... Let me ask you, is yin-yang a real material world? What is it that a celestial master who can communicate with yin and yang has more than ordinary people?" Li Xuewen paused , "The 'event' that happened is not material, but there are often multiple crashes at the same place; unheard of strange things happen once and are easy to be staged many times. I occasionally glimpsed a pregnant woman in red on the road, and then I saw four or five or even more in succession.

"I told you before that the ancients smashed the monitors, thinking that the monitor is the reason why the computer runs, right? So, is the brain really the center that controls the human body? Why isn't our consciousness like a cloud network, gathering thousands of Thousands of consciousnesses and co-operation?

"Then the question is, what if I can go beyond self-awareness and touch the consciousness of others? Do you think that after getting acquainted with friends and family members, you can realize what he will do next without words? Twins , The previous consciousness of the mother and the child, because the time spent together is too long and the wavelengths are similar, they can interfere with each other to a certain extent.

"For another example, people in the same classroom solve the same math problem together, and the wavelengths are similar, so once one person solves it...even without words, the rest of them solve it one after another."

Bai Ling quickly digested the information, and then his face became more and more ugly: "Then my memory..."

"Are you a soul body? You have no three souls and seven souls, just a touch of consciousness, and your fake three souls and seven souls are now healthy, close to the 'you in life', so your memories are starting to come back..."

Bai Ling bit his lower lip: "I'm starting to get closer to the memory of my physical body. But here comes the question, is the me without memory the same as the me of the physical body? Can the me with the memory and the physical me still overlap and coexist?"

Xie Chongsen suddenly said: "It's all fallacy. Xiaobai, as a dead soul, you have long lost your body, and there is no problem of your worries. As for your memory, words and deeds coming back, it should be a drug problem."

Li Xuewen wanted to continue speaking, but was stopped by Xie Chongsen's sharp glance.

Li Xuewen cleared his throat: "Let's go back to the original question, brother Xiaobai, you said you saw Xueling, or me, but the fact is that Xueling died three years ago, and I have not experienced such a thing. I am equally sure I don't have a second brother, so... these three conditions, which one is the problem?"

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Xie Yihai was already dizzy just now, he gurgled down a pot of coffee, and suddenly remembered something: "Are you thinking too much? You see, my brother just remembered it now, it must have been a long time ago and I can't remember what happened at that time Well, understandable."

After finishing speaking, he went to the kitchen, ready to make another pot, but he heard Li Xuewen's surprised voice: "Time!"

Just listen to his excited incoherent speech: "Xiaobai, think about it carefully, when did you see this group of people? You...how long have you stayed in Songhe Garden?"

Bai Ling was young, claiming to be less than 20 years old, and several people subconsciously thought that Bai Ling was a new ghost who had just died.

But when people die and souls are scattered, Bai Ling's appearance will be frozen at the moment of death... How long did Bai Ling stay in Songhe Garden?It may have been more than three years since I met those four people and then I met Xie Chongsen.

Bai Ling himself was also taken aback.

He didn't think about it.The time in Songhe Garden is almost stagnant, with endless cycles of day and night, endless loneliness and desertion, and the boundaries of the four seasons are blurred without fear of cold and warm.

Bai Ling always thought that he was a new ghost. When any new ghost asked him, he said that he came here a year ago—how many years ago?

When Bai Ling lived in Xie's house, Li Xuewen and Xie Yihai did not try to investigate Bai Ling's life experience, but "Bai Ling" is a pseudonym and has no memory. There are too many people who died at the same age, and it is really impossible to start.Later, seeing that Bai Ling was friendly and harmless, he put this matter aside.

If what Bai Ling saw was really Li Xueling when he was alive...

Li Xuewen's heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand.

If you ask Li Xuewen what he thinks of Li Xueling, Li Xuewen will say without hesitation: He is the person I want to live the most.

Even though they are twins, they look exactly the same, but their personalities are completely opposite.

Li Xueling is rebellious and straightforward, like a newborn calf who has an indomitable curiosity about new things.

Just like Xie Yihai.

Li Xuewen always thinks, I have such a good relationship with Xie Yihai now, is it because I feel guilty for not caring about my brother for a long time?Can't tell.

Therefore, it is not surprising for Li Xuewen that such a younger brother who disobeys discipline and does not fit in with the Li family's painting style will defect to the Li family, study abroad without saying a word, and then indulge in various extreme sports.

But when the news of his younger brother's disappearance came, Li Xuewen felt the sky falling for the first time in his life.

Before that, the relationship between him and his younger brother was not good, it could even be called annoying.

As the eldest son, Li Xuewen had to get in touch with family affairs, learn the ways of the world, and wrapped himself in the mud shell of "the prince of the Li family" prematurely; while Li Xueling was born only a few seconds later, and he could squander his life wantonly.

Li Xuewen thought that he would wipe his younger brother's ass for the rest of his life, and would stand in the shadows and secretly envy his younger brother's life as a playboy.Only he never thought that his younger brother, one of his family members, would leave his life in this way.

It was a cloudy and rainy day when we picked up Li Xueling's body and returned home.

The faces of the parents seemed to be ten years older, and they were sobbing on the coffin of the son who said "no such son" and "prodigal son".

Li Xuewen didn't cry, but one year later, during the Ching Ming Festival, he went to burn incense alone, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt paper ash. Next to the tombstone, there was a little daisy, which stubbornly got out of the shackles of the bluestone slab.

The little white flower was tottering from the rain in Qingming. He squatted down and pinched the little daisy in his hand.

"He...do you remember him, who was he with?"

Bai Ling lowered his eyes: "Three men and one woman. An off-road vehicle. It's been too long, I can't remember what I'm wearing...It should be classmates, siblings, etc. The girls are younger."

He sighed, as if he had figured something out: "Brother Xuewen, it shouldn't be you. When those people saw that Songhe Garden was a mass burial ground, they turned around and ran away in shock. If they were people on the road, they wouldn't have such a big reaction to the cemetery. .”

He smiled apologetically at Li Xuewen: "Maybe it's an irrelevant memory."

"No, no," Li Xuewen shook his head slowly, "It's not an irrelevant memory."

The over-excitement faded away, and reason came back, and he noticed an obvious contradiction.

——Li Xueling broke up with her family since high school, and paid for the living expenses by herself, and she never returned to China until the news of her death. How could she pass by Songhe Garden?Still with friends?

Li Xuewen remembered the three plane tickets that Xie Chongsen showed him, and he shook his head immediately, not daring to think about it.

It was Bai Ling's words that reminded Li Xuewen: Although Li Xueling didn't understand Fengshui and metaphysics, he was still from the Li family, so he wouldn't have such a big reaction to the cemetery.

This overthrows the "time disorder theory" just now.

Li Xuewen's gaze tremblingly landed on the two A4 papers that had long been forgotten on the table.

Avatar.

That person... Maybe he really was the "other self in the world" that the rumors said?

The self of an ordinary person, who went out for an outing with friends, and was seen by Bai Ling by accident.

Could it be a coincidence that Bai Ling's memory spanned one or more years, and at the same time, it was revealed today when multiple strange events broke out?

Li Xuewen suddenly remembered that he just put down the second page indifferently, asserting that this was the work of the Blood Child Cult, while Bai Ling said, "Is it really the Blood Child Cult?"

There is a Hua family in southern Hunan, and Li Xuewen insisted on going this time, so the two of them took a plane to the northeast the next day.

Sister She has been staying at Hu's house for the past two days. She and Mrs. Hu are old friends, and she didn't find out whether Hu Tianle or Hu Tianyu were involved in the blood child sect incident, but she learned some of Gui Haijing's past in the chat.

Gui Haijing is only in her early thirties this year and has already been divorced twice.When he got married, he didn't notify the Hu family, and when he got divorced, he slipped his tongue when he got drunk.His recent activities were in Southeast Asia, and he got very close to a Vietnamese businesswoman.It is said that the Vietnamese businesswoman is also from a family of heavenly masters. She is very business-minded and has a wide range of businesses.

When distributing the novel, she still showed an ambiguous smile, "That girl looks good! She looks especially prosperous! I don't know if Hu Tianjing can be this husband! Haha..."

The faces of the whole car are not very good. When you mention Vietnam and Thailand, you will inevitably think of little ghosts, Gumantong, amulets, etc. It cannot be said that they are crooked ways.

Sister She didn't continue this topic: "I looked up the two names he posted in the novel. The ex-wife who just divorced, coincidentally, her surname is Lin, and her name is Lin Zhiman. She is in her 30s, and her seniority is not in the Lin family. Hey, Lin Qiming wants to call her cousin. But she is incapable, she can only read pictures. The point is, she has three printing factories under her name, as well as a 'Zhimanxin Audio-visual Media Studio', which is related to many small workshops. The doorway is most likely her printed brochure of the Blood Child Sect."

"She also has the ability to bring Zhi Tianyu into the entertainment industry," Bai Ling continued her train of thought, "If I guessed correctly, she should have also contacted Hu Tianle, and for some reason she chose Hu Tianyu."

Sister She showed surprise at Bai Ling's words: "yo brother, Shibie will look at you with admiration for a long time, you really guessed it right, I'm going to talk about Hu Tianle next."

Bai Ling smiled shyly: "I can't always be the Wuxia Amon back then."

Sister She pinched his little nose with pity, and continued: "Hu Tianle and Hu Tianyu say they are cousins, but they are actually brothers and sisters—they were born to the same mother."

In the old forests of the countryside, there are many unspeakable incest stories of uncles. Every family bows their heads and does not see them. They have no vision and shame, and they all live together.Their side blood is too far away, and they are already ordinary villagers in the countryside, so when they brag at the dinner table, they will talk about their ancestors having supernatural powers.

"So, both Hu Tianle and Hu Tianyu are talented..."

"I don't know why I chose Hu Tianyu by mistake." Sister She took a sip of tea, "The little girl remembers being tampered with, and she is ignorant of her talent, but she escaped by luck."

Bai Ling recalled, let alone Hu Tianle, except for a pair of triangular eyes, which was different from Hu Tianyu's, the rest of the facial features were indeed the soft and beautiful Hu Tianyu.

A few people were sitting in the living room, on the second floor of the Hu family's Gaoqiong small brick building, an old lady came down tremblingly.

The old lady has high eyebrows and a high nose, and she can see the heroic appearance of a northern beauty when she was young. It's just that she is old, and her spine can't help being young, and she bends her hostility and sharpness. She is a kind little old lady.

She greeted with a smile: "Boss Xie, you are so tall!"

Xie Chongsen got up from the sofa and nodded respectfully: "Grandma, long time no see."

Mrs. Hu's eyes were narrowed for joy. She was leaning on crutches, at least in her early 90s, but she moved neatly and was in excellent spirits.She patted Xie Chongsen's back with emotion: "The last time I saw you was during Chinese New Year. Everyone else wore cotton-padded jackets, but you wore a sweater. Everyone said that this kid will grow up to be promising! Really good."

As she said that, the little old lady squinted her eyes to look at Li Xuewen: "This is... oh, the little baby of the Li family!"

Sister She helped the little old lady to sit on the sofa, and the little old lady sighed deeply: "Seeing that you look good, grandma is relieved. What are you talking about in the world!"

She didn't say much, and turned her eyes to Bai Ling.

Bai Ling felt tense all over his body, as if stepping into a swamp in the middle of the night, thousands of poisonous snakes in the swamp all looked at him.

The reason for this may be something behind Mrs. Hu——

A giant fox with a stature of more than three meters, slender limbs curled up and bulging muscles, sitting casually and recklessly in the center of the living room.

This giant fox has long hands and long feet, a fox head and a human body. It is hairless all over, with its strong muscles exposed, and the black and red blood mist wraps its whole body.

Bai Ling speculates that "it" is at least a thousand years old, and "it" looks like a kind and elder, leisurely and casual, but its black eyes are sharp and sly.

"It" is staring at Bai Ling without blinking.

The giant fox slowly lowered its hairless head, the tip of its nose almost touching the top of Bai Ling's head——

"You smell so good..."

The voice was low and hoarse, like a whisper from hell.The giant fox sniffled suspiciously, and moved closer. If Bai Ling moved his head carelessly, he might touch the tip of its nose.

In the next second, the giant fox raised its head back.

Grandma Hu's voice brought Bai Ling back to his senses: "This kid looks really cute, grandma, I wish I had such a little grandson, hahaha."

Bai Ling also laughed out a pair of dimples: "Then I just want to have a grandma like you."

Mrs. Hu likes sweet-mouthed children very much, so she asked the servants to bring him snacks, and Bai Ling was not pretentious, so she stuffed mung bean cakes into her mouth.

Mrs. Hu's attitude towards Gui Haijing also showed a hint of protection. Sister She winked at them. The purpose of this trip was not here, so she exchanged greetings with Mrs. Hu, and they left.

Grandma Hu saw that Bai Ling liked to eat mung bean cakes, so she specially asked the chef to bring him a box.He carried a small mahogany lunch box and obediently followed behind his brothers, not to mention how much he liked the old man.

Even the giant fox guest fairy was very interested in him. When he walked out of the house, he followed him with great interest: "Little devil, how did you die?"

"I don't know either," Bai Ling shook his head, "Can you see it?"

The giant fox was thoughtful, and he suddenly moved close to Bai Ling's neck and took another breath, as if there was some strange fragrance on him, with an infatuated expression on his face.The giant fox immediately let go of Bai Ling, and huddled behind the little old lady, waving its slender claws casually as a farewell.

They went to the Suburb City Police Station.

There have been frequent accidents recently, and the police station had to protect some people who saw the doppelgänger. The police had an ambiguous attitude towards this. People who didn't believe in evil felt that this group of people was jittery. During the protection period, no one had any accidents.

"How old is Mrs. Hu this year?" Li Xuewen couldn't help being curious, "How could I remember that it was her 98th birthday a few years ago? Or did I remember wrongly?"

"That's right," Sister She smiled, "She was more than 100 years old. I dare not celebrate my 98th birthday. After that, God will take you in. Every year is my [-]th birthday."

Li Xue smiled knowingly and said nothing.

Grandma Hu was the first group of "photographers" after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

At that time, there were "ghost phases" and "gold lines" on the road. She was the "ghost phase" and communicated with the dead instead of the living.The combination of truth and falsehood, seeing people talk about people and seeing ghosts talking nonsense, she dare not say that she has guest immortals, it is regarded as feudal superstition and will be fought.She said that she had a "spirited pigeon" in her belly, learned dialects from all over the country, and told fortunes by ventriloquist.

"Spiritual Pigeon" told the fortune-telling every other day with slurred speech, and with a touch of embellishment, it became a translation of a witch, which doubled its credibility.What made her most proud and frequently mentioned among the juniors was "calling back the soul" of an old gambler.

The old gambler has gambled all his life, the family life is tight, and the harvest has been bad for more than six years. The old gambler's son asked Mrs. Hu to ask if his father was busy.

Mrs. Hu said, your father gambled in the underworld again, and the debt cannot be replaced. Can the ghost creditor make your family safe? Hurry up and burn money to pay off the debt.

Mrs. Hu thought about it, these people who love to gamble usually have their own "favorite tools" and superstitiously believe that they will win chess and cards every time they gamble. She said, your father also said that if he wants to change his past, he must Only by entrusting the sorceress to take away the love of his life and bury it in 49 directions of seven or seven when walking in all directions, can he completely quit gambling.

When she asked, she found out something. The old gambler really has a pair of Hetian jade mahjong, which he bought from the old royal merchant in a game before his death. He specially told his son to keep it safe. It is a family heirloom.

The son didn't want to, but Mrs. Hu followed her in a persuasive manner: "If you don't give up his cards, he will continue to gamble, and he will be in debt every three days. Your family's life will continue to be difficult!"

As soon as the son gritted his teeth, he really gave Hetian Jade Mahjong to Mrs. Hu.

When there was a famine that year, Mrs. Hu bought jade mahjong, and everyone in the Hu family had enough food for half a year, and none of them starved to death.

Bai Ling thought it was amazing. He saw the car driving away from the old house of Hu's family, so he dared to ask: "What is Mrs. Hu's guest fairy? It is too strong for a fox, but it looks like a human body has grown into a bird." Fox head."

His voice fell, but the car was silent.

Bai Ling didn't know what happened. He looked in the rearview mirror, only seeing Sister She's expressionless eyes.

He instantly realized something was wrong, and leaned towards Xie Chongsen: "Sister She...?"

But it was empty.

He turned around with a stiff neck, Li Xuewen was sitting in the co-pilot, and Xie Chongsen sat on his right hand as usual, but on his right hand was a huge long hand that was imprisoned by muscles.

He followed his long hands and looked up. The hairless fox face showed two rows of fangs with a human-like smile: "Little devil... are you curious about what I am?"