Overhead currents are heavenly masters

That's right... there's nothing wrong with it!It's just like Boss Guan holding his breath in his heart, ready to quarrel at any time.

This kind of "unfathomable" cloudiness and uncertainty would only be avoided by others, only Qin Yue felt that it was not a problem at all.Boss Guan, there are always hours in a day when you have to be angry.Normal!

However, occasionally he still misses the little Guan Yunheng who has small plans but is generally honest.Soft and cute, it is an angel on earth!It's a pity... sweet dreams are always very short-lived.

Qin Yue shook his head, and took out a napkin folded into squares from his pocket. After opening it, there were a few strands of dark chestnut hair wrapped in it, all of which he secretly pulled out from Yang Xueman on the way to the doctor.He deftly braided the hair into two red knots, one was worn on his wrist, and the other was thrown into the circular magic circle in the center of the quarto.

Seeing Guan Yunheng standing aside without saying a word, he followed the inertial thinking and thought he had grasped the key: "Don't worry, the mirror reaction between us only involves physical damage. Even if I appear in Yang Xueman's consciousness If there is an accident, it should not implicate you."

Unexpectedly, after saying this, Guan Yunheng's face became darker than before.He almost gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"I just want you to relax."

"No, it's the latter sentence. 'There was an accident in consciousness', what kind of accident?"

"..."

"Explain it to me. What are the risks?"

Qin Yue conveniently placed the incense burner, took out three incense sticks from the incense box and inserted them: "As we all know, everything has risks. It's like this trick of 'sending the soul into a dream'. In fact, it uses formations to enter someone's consciousness. Create something similar to a dream, and find out the truth of the news. Aunt Zhao, you saw me use it that time, if it goes well, it’s just a waste of some spiritual power.”

"If it goes well?"

Well, he officially announced that Boss Guan Da is this year's little expert in catching keywords!

Qin Yue was still trying to organize his words, but Guan Yunheng had already come to a conclusion: "Yang Xueman is different! At least you didn't light incense last time, and you didn't take out the bell. Are you going to ask me to help?"

Qin Yue began to laugh, and said: "These things are just in case. The guide incense can let me enter her consciousness smoothly, and it can also help me find the way back. If I wait until these three incense are burned out, and I still haven't woken up, so you can ring this yellow gate bell to wake me up. It's equivalent to double insurance, so be prepared!"

Guan Yunheng's fingertips stacked into a tower shape: "I really don't know why you like to be involved in this kind of thing. Don't you know how to write when you are afraid?"

Qin Yue said with a wry smile: "I know." He is not indestructible.Maybe Guan Yunheng felt more confused than he imagined.

"Don't laugh at me when you say it. But I have a strange feeling, as if before I knew it, I was already in the circle of the storm. If I didn't do anything, I would feel even more at a loss."

He has lived the most comfortable and ordinary life in his life.From then on, he has been pushed in an unknown direction by the vague undercurrent.He couldn't figure out the disappearance and death of his grandfather, or the accident three years ago.So he habitually traces back to the source, which is as natural as daily breathing.

Part of Ni Xiaohong's soul appeared in the birthday candle. According to her confused words, she was killed because she broke something.The birthday candle was made of dragon carp from Qixia Lake. White fish are rare, and dragon carp is even rarer.Accident or coincidence?

The tracing of the birthday candles involved a strange puppet. Behind the puppet was a warlock who didn't want to reveal his identity, but knew the demons.Why don't you want to reveal your identity?Is it purely liking the enemy's darkness, or is it for other reasons?

What role did Yang Xueman play in Ni Xiaohong's death?what is sheIs the second victim a puppet?

Qin Yue let her thoughts grow wildly like weeds.There were no lighters anywhere, so he asked, "Have you quit smoking recently?"

The man gave him a blank look, but didn't answer directly.Instead, he went to the kitchen and took out the long-handled flint gun in the drawer and threw it to him.

"I really quit smoking. But you used to smoke less." Qin Yue caught it with both hands and lit the three incense sticks.A cold aroma slowly diffused from the room.It's like the new snow on the treetops accidentally fell on the neck of a person, making one shiver uncontrollably and refreshed.

Qin Yue sat upright and put her hands on the paper formation: "Then I'm going in. It will take an hour to burn out all the incense. If it goes well, I can come out in half an hour. If it doesn't go well, I'll ask you to shake it for me." It's ringing."

He was chanting words, his hands formed seals, and golden broken light gradually leaked out between his fingers.As he was thinking, his head drooped forward slightly, as if falling into a deep sleep.

"It's really talking to yourself. Who promised to help you." Guan Yunheng said with a snort, and sat down beside the young man.

He stretched out his hand, and simply and roughly stroked back the youth's blond forehead hair, forming a slightly ridiculous back.The palm of the hand occultly descended along the cheeks, and stopped at the middle of the neck, with the pulsation of blood vessels underneath.Not robust, but present.

Guan Yunheng suddenly thought of a question: "Is he alone?"

He stood up and looked at the red jade flute and the guqin that was almost just for display.The white smoke and dust, one big and one small, gathered and scattered, and there was no way out.He looked at Xiang Liu with a little irritability.

The orange cat slowly raised its front foot, jumped onto Qin Yue's lap, raised its head and said lazily, "Otherwise? It's not a central air conditioner, and it drags three people in one. Do you know how troublesome it is to bring other people in?" ? That was something that the most powerful monk in Fuqiu could barely do. Although he is a three-legged cat who has become a monk halfway, although he has plenty of spiritual power, he has never really mastered the tricks. Let's make do with it."

The orange cat yawned again, adjusted to a more comfortable posture, and said with a half-smile, "Okay, what's the big deal? Don't be so restless."

"...Who do you think is fidgeting?"

With a gloomy face, the man picked up the soft skin on Xiangliu's neck, keeping his eyes on each other, "It suddenly occurred to me that you haven't run the four kilometers today."

"...surnamed Guan, you villain who will take revenge!"

"Ha, who said otherwise."

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When Guan Yunheng and Xiang Liu were arguing happily in reality, Qin Yue was trying to squeeze into Yang Xueman's consciousness with the help of Guiluxiang.Those invisible Lengxiang clearly outlined a straight path, so that he would not lose his way.

Each person's consciousness, like personality, is unique.Yuanyuan's is very simple, almost a road leading to the end, carrying her yearning and imagination for a better life in the future.But Yang Xueman's is much more complicated.Qin Yue can't remember how many times she pushed open the door in front of her.

The door is wrought iron, a little heavy.The railings were painted with dark paint, and there were large gaps between them.But all the doors look rusty as most of the paint has peeled off.It's hard to imagine that there are so many dilapidated doors in the glamorous Yang Xueman's consciousness.But this objectively shows that she is a thoughtful person who is not good at hiding.

Unsurprisingly, there are endless small hills inside the gate.There is no grass growing on it, and it is as barren as a desert.

Qin Yue bit the bullet and walked in, thinking: If this continues, he will have to go straight home.

Not long after, he crossed a hill, and another door appeared in front of him.At first glance, this door is no different from the others.But if you look closely, you will find that the scenery inside the door is different.

The path is golden, and the RMB in the shape of a butterfly is flying in the sky.On both sides are mansions that occupy a large area. The gates of the mansions are all open, and you can see the leopard from the inside. The magnificence inside is amazing.There are various styles of supercars parked in front of the mansion, many of which Qin Yue can't even pronounce their names.

Going further, dense forests appeared on both sides.There are countless sparkling jewellery, designer bags and expensive high heels hanging from the lush paper slips.

"..." Don't talk about logic with consciousness, consciousness will only reflect what this person really needs.

It is obvious that Yang Xueman is a person who lives a very realistic life and has a lot of material desires.Life Pursuit?achieve personal value?Give back to the whole society?What are those?Can I eat it?

This girl is soberly aware that she needs money, a lot of money!

When Qin Yue was almost dazzled by this forest of money, his eyes suddenly brightened.Not far away, there is a green grass field with a large number of colorful bubbles floating above it.After seeing the single appeal of the conscious master, looking at this piece of green again, I can't help but feel refreshed.

"What is this?" The deep consciousness is disordered and uncontrollable, and the scenes displayed are also very random, which may not have special meanings.

The first bubble popped around his leg—

"Can I have meat for today's lunch? Wang Xiaoming is so annoying, he always pulls my braid!"

Then came the second——

"I'm so hungry, I really want to eat instant noodles. It's better to have the pickled pepper flavor. It's sour and spicy. It's almost drooling."

The third -

"It's not that I don't like him! But poor and lowly couples are sad, who doesn't want to gain a foothold in this city? If you have a boyfriend like this, your life will probably be over!"

Although it is fragmented, the time axis also jumps repeatedly.But Qin Yue suddenly understood——

These colorful bubbles hidden in the depths are Yang Xueman's memory fragments, and different colors represent the strength of emotions, joys, sorrows and joys at that time.

After watching the small theater for a while, Qin Yue began to have doubts in her heart.

Even though it doesn't seem to be a problem at all, it's kind of weird.

Is a person's consciousness so barren and superficial that there is not even a trace worth digging into?

He looked up at the blue sky of the consciousness world, and couldn't help frowning.impossible.This is absolutely impossible!

When this belief accumulated to a critical value, a fissure in the ground suddenly opened where Qin Yue was standing, like a beast that had been dormant for a long time, swallowing him whole!

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