Overhead currents are heavenly masters

The three sticks of incense were slowly burned to a third, and a scent of cold plum blossoms filled the surroundings.The flavor is not strong, but enough to be hard to ignore.

10 minutes passed.

Guan Yunheng looked up at the wall clock, and never left Qin Yue's eyes after that.

The posture of the young man has been artificially adjusted from slightly bent over to leaning on the back of the chair.The gap between the waist and the backrest is filled with a soft pillow.He quietly closed his eyes and gently closed his lips, as if he was willing to fall into a sweet dream.

In the silence, there are occasional purrs of the orange cat, so peaceful and quiet that one begins to relax one's nerves.

Suddenly, a small knot formed between the young man's eyebrows.His body shook violently from side to side, as if he was standing on an uneven ground, and it was only because of the man's hand that he didn't roll directly to the ground.

Guan Yunheng pressed his arms, fixed him, turned his head and said loudly: "What's going on?!"

Xiang Liu turned his ears, propped up his limbs, and stretched his body with his feet: "It's an unexpected stress reaction in his consciousness. He should be fine. Look, he's quiet again."

Most of the young man's body fell into Guan Yunheng's arms, his forehead pressed against his Adam's apple, his warm and orderly breath sprayed into the socket of his neck, and his eyes remained closed.

The man stretched out his hand to find his pulse, but after touching the beating full of vitality, the disordered heartbeat gradually returned to peace.he asked:

"What kind of accident will it be?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's just that the owner of the consciousness had a nightmare, which triggered a linkage reaction." Xiang Liu said lazily, "If you're worried that he will get hurt, you can carry him to the sofa."

Guan Yunheng asked doubtfully, "Don't you have to keep sitting all the time?"

The orange cat sneered in a drawn-out voice, and glanced at him with the expression of looking at a country bumpkin: "Of course. Just like eating, chewing slowly or wolfing down will not affect the food in the stomach."

"Then you didn't say anything when I gave him a pillow to rest his back just now?!"

"Why did you say that? Didn't you ask? Besides, it's fun to see you flustered and busy."

"...Fat cat!"

Xiang Liu's beard was bent into a three-dimensional angle.It gave Guan Yunheng a sly look, and quickly rushed to the top of the cabinet, condescending.It was hard to imagine that as a fat man, it would have such agility.

Guan Yunheng looked down at the young man's black eyelashes.Bending down, carefully wrap one arm around his shoulders and pass the other just below his knees.With a little effort, he fell backwards and got up, and the young man lay obediently in his arms.

It was so light, lighter than he imagined.Obviously the food intake is not small, but it feels difficult to raise a few taels of meat.Boss Guan Da silently planned the "Project of Raising and Feeding Qin Yue" in his heart.

He took a few steps and gently placed the young man on the sofa in the living room.After some movements, the young man's golden forehead hair hung down softly over his eyebrows.

The man crouched beside him like a large, loyal dog.He rested his chin to look carefully at the young man's face, then stretched out his hand to brush the strand of forehead hair, and then used his fingertips to loosen the folds between his eyebrows.

"What kind of accident can we meet?" he said to himself.

The incense ash that barely maintained its original shape for a while broke silently and fell into the incense burner, raising almost invisible fine dust.

*********

Time went back a little earlier, and Qin Yue stepped out of Yang Xueman's consciousness.

He was slightly startled, and forced himself not to make unnecessary struggles. Anyway, he is not a body of flesh and blood now, even if he falls from a high place, he will not really bleed and get hurt.

He kept falling, as if there was no end to it.The difference from the real world is that the ear is extremely quiet, and there is no wind sound that should be in the ear of a free fall.

It seems that Yang Xueman's consciousness has not yet come to an end, hidden under the barren and barren consciousness.

The passage of time became meaningless until he was thrown into a cloud of liquid.

The liquid seemed bottomless, viscous and illiquid.The only luck is that he doesn't have to worry about choking on water.

Qin Yue popped her head out of it, and then smelled a disgusting fishy smell.The smell was like rotting meat, and no amount of effort could alleviate it.

"Damn it. This is simply a kind of mental torture." Qin Yue muttered in a low voice and began to look around.

The liquid is dark red, like the color of blood.The surrounding environment has broken away from the previous illusion of blue sky and white clouds, presenting a disgusting flesh-pink color, as if it has entered the body of some living thing.

Not far away, surrounded by the liquid, there is a flat stone platform. In the center of the stone platform is a long and narrow white...coffin.

That's right, Qin Yue felt like a coffin when he saw it at first sight.

He waved his arms and legs, and slowly swam to the stone platform.The coffin is not covered, so as long as you stand to the side, you can see everything inside——

Yang Xueman lay flat in a dress covered in red spells.Her eyes were closed and her hands were folded on her chest.She had IV-like things inserted into her wrists, neck and calves.The other end of the tube seemed to be connected to a red pond, in which a viscous red liquid flowed, which was continuously delivered into her body.

The cold hair on the skin on the back of Qin Yue's neck suddenly exploded.

Of course, the person lying here cannot be Yang Xueman in the real world.The latter is still in the affiliated hospital of University A, and the situation is unknown.

So it could only be... Yang Xueman's soul?

He held onto the edge of the coffin and poked inside.Inadvertently, his finger was bitten by something.Qin Yue took two steps back and observed carefully.

It turned out that the main body of the white coffin was covered with spirit insects.Because of the similar color, it was overlooked at a glance.This kind of worm is like maggots to a rotting corpse. When the soul shows signs of collapse, spirit worms will be born naturally, greedily absorbing the last bit of remaining value.

Then the stench he smelled before was from Yang Xueman's soul?

Qin Yue looked at everything around her with brand new eyes——

Could it be that he didn't just fall into Yang Xueman's subconscious, but into the "heart aperture" where the soul is parked?

This place is too deep, if you are not careful, you will come and go.He suddenly felt very troubled.Press and hold the red string connected to the outside world on the arm,

He held his breath and searched for the trail of Xiangluxiang.However, he smelled nothing but a tangy, sickening smell of blood.

Qin Yue's heart sank, recalling the whole process, he followed the rules and did not make any mistakes.Which link went wrong?

He took out a miniature hourglass, which he carried with him in order not to exceed the time limit.He glanced at the remaining amount of sand and thought to himself: There are probably less than 15 minutes left.

He has to find a way to get out, otherwise things will go to the worst situation.He thought with great relief that luckily he asked Guan Yunheng for help before leaving. A smart person like him should know how to adapt to changing situations.

He raised up two fingers, trying to seal on the spot.Although his spiritual power had been weakened in other people's territory, he was quite confident at the beginning.

But the strange thing is that the spiritual power is like a flame under the rainstorm, dying to form a half-dead formation.It didn't last for more than two seconds, and it dissipated like frost.

It shouldn't be.Even if it is a half tank of water, he is also a quality half tank of water, as long as the mantra is hard to remember, it is hard to forget.

Unbelievably, he tried two more times, but the result was still the same as before.The shallow formation quickly melted away.Such a situation is like a leapfrog operation, because it does not have authority, and thus is erased from existence by something above all.

above all else?

Unless... this place is not an ordinary "heart aperture" at all.

The red liquid "Gulu Gulu" surrounding the slate began to bubble, as if someone was adding firewood below.Countless faces, stuck to elongated scarlet threads, emerged from the liquid.The shrill and noisy wails filled the space, making one's hair stand on end——

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" someone can you save me."

"It's so painful, why is it so painful? Why is it so painful even to die?"

"I want to get out of here! I want to get out of here!"

Qin Yue also found a somewhat familiar face in it.

"Engong, Engong, do you still remember me? Help me..."

It was the soul he had rescued on the pedestrian street the day he met Guan Yunheng.It's just that his expression was distorted, and he was no longer as curious and peaceful as before.Due to the long soaking time, only the right half of his soul remained, struggling in the liquid, which attracted his attention.

It's...it's impossible to be saved.Qin Yue's scalp was numb, and she took a step back unconsciously.

It seems that this red liquid is specially used to melt the soul!

How many lonely souls have become Yang Xueman's nourishment, and how many souls that should not be here have completely lost their chance of reincarnation?

no.He must get out of here as soon as possible!

"Papa papa." Someone stood on the shore and applauded.

"who?!"

The person who came was wearing a long black cloak, and his face was blurred like through frosted glass.The laughter was neither male nor female, with some sharpness and meanness.

"Are you the one who secretly fed Yang Xueman's soul? What is your purpose in doing this?"

The man laughed again, as if he didn't bother to answer.When he raised his hands and feet, a three-person tall monster emerged from the mucus, stretched out soft tentacles, wrapped around Qin Yue's arms, and hung him high in the air.

Creators enjoy an absolute advantage.

Although Qin Yue didn't have the power to fight back, the man's gestures to command the monster were quite familiar, and he had suffered from that man's hands not long ago.

"It's you. The one who used puppetry to attack me."

The man was quiet for a moment, and finally couldn't restrain himself and said: "I'm already wrapped up like this, and you can still recognize it? To be honest. Do you always miss me?"

There was a hint of morbid excitement in his tone of voice.

Qin Yue suddenly took control of the man's mentality - although he didn't want to reveal his identity, he was unwilling to be lonely and wanted to show off.

He replied: "Because of gesturing. I don't know if you have noticed it yourself. Your gesturing is very different from the authentic way of Taoism."

Hearing this, the man leaned back and laughed: "Hey—Xuanmen is authentic? Do you know what is authentic?"

His laughter is full of madness, contempt and disdain,

"Aren't you, an authentic descendant of Xuanmen, also held in my hands? And the barrier of your Xiao family, hehe, vulnerable. Don't you feel ashamed?"

I really don't think so.

Qin Yue said: "Being a monk halfway through, not good at learning, dare not represent the orthodox Taoism." Otherwise, Xiang Liu would not have taken the opportunity to ridicule her.

The hourglass in his arms trembled slightly, indicating that the guiding incense was about to burn out, and it might not be realistic to find a way out by himself.

While listening attentively, he asked unwillingly, "Why did you save Yang Xueman?"

"Who said I was saving her on purpose? It's just a dying soul, just for fun."

"For fun?"

"That's not the case. Otherwise, how can I show that my skills are better?"

"..."

The man smiled and continued, "It's just that I never expected that someone would throw himself into the trap. You have good spiritual power, so your soul must be very nourishing. Just let me see how different the soul of a monk is from ordinary people!"

"..."

"Why? If you don't speak, is it because you are afraid?"

Jingle bells, jingle bells... It seems that there are bursts of rapid ringing bells from a far away place.

The man's smile faded: "Huangmen Summoning Bell? Are you a direct descendant of the Xiao family?" His breathing suddenly became a little short.

Qin Yue closed her eyes, not intending to answer his question.He was concentrating on answering Guan Yunheng's call.As an ordinary person, the power of the Huangmen Soul Calling Bell can only be used one-tenth, and whether he can go back depends on good fortune.In fact, he had already prepared the worst plan in his heart!

"Qin Yue, Qin Yue, Qin Yue!"

The sound was deafening from far to near, and it seemed that there were thousands of infinite forces coming in from outside.

"Qin Yue, come back to me! Otherwise, I'll throw Fat Cat, Yuxiao and Guqin into the garbage dump!"

What a rather unlovable threat.

Qin Yue smiled silently.A pure white dot appeared in front of his eyes, from small to large, it came into view and absorbed him.

The moment he escaped from the wondrous space, he heard the weird man complain loudly: "Damn it! Careless!"

Open your eyes and see nothing.It turned out that he was buried in Guan Yunheng's arms.The man's heart was beating violently, and his chest was shaking because of the roar: "Did you hear that? I've locked Xiangliu in the cat cage. I've packed Zhu Ming and Tulan as well. I'm also going to crouch demons." Take it for yourself and sell it to someone who knows how to do it.”

He clearly felt that Guan Yunheng's body was trembling slightly, but he still persisted in ringing the bell as he explained.

What kind of person would say childish threats in his mouth, but in fact, even the strands of his hair are nervous that something will happen to him.

Qin Yue's ear tips began to feel hot, and suddenly her heart softened completely.

There is probably only one "Guan Yunheng" in this world.

He wanted to raise his hand and touch his back.Shun Shunmao to Boss Guan who is running amok.However, the body is too heavy.Each of his fingers was like a heavy iron weight, painful and numb, unable to move at all.

He sighed and said, "200 yuan."

The man's arms were like powerful iron clamps, pinching him to his chest.After feeling the slight squirm, he slowly let go of him in disbelief, lowered his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

The throat that has not been moistened with saliva for a long time is inevitably hoarse.Qin Yue stared at him, a smile gradually formed on the corner of her mouth: "I just said... 200 yuan."

Guan Yunheng looked at him silently, his gaze almost burned a hole in Qin Yue's face.

The other party is so serious, so the joke can't go on.Qin Yue rubbed her nose and explained resignedly: "Grandpa said that he bought Fumo from the second-hand goods market. It's only worth 200 yuan. I believe no fool would pay a high price for it. So... It's useless to sell it."

His voice faded under the man's gaze.Well, the explanation is clear, but it is even less funny.

The man's lips were pursed into a straight line, like a stretched nerve.His eyes fell on him with an unprecedented seriousness, not to mention the two fiercely furrowed eyebrows, which could scare a whole street of children into tears.

He threw the bell heavily on the sofa and said angrily, "Do you know how long I've been shaking this shit?"

"..." The well-known magic weapon in the industry, the Huangmen Summoning Soul Bell, which is hard to come by with a lot of money, is like this, and it has an additional nickname of "broken thing".Fortunately, this magic weapon was born blunt, and it has not developed a spirit yet.Otherwise, you have to cry and pass out?

Qin Yue sat upright, her two arms were as stiff as a zombie in an ancient ghost movie.After a long delay, most of the numbness finally faded away.He put the bell away carefully, and patted Guan Yunheng on the shoulder: "Thank you."

"Humph!"

Before he had time to send the [-]-word thank you speech, his stomach was rumbling.

"Uh... I'm in a hurry to come back tonight, and I only ate half of the food. Excuse me, is there anything else you can eat here?"

"..."

After more than an hour, Qin Yue stuffed a fresh shrimp wonton in his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's so good. Which restaurant's takeaway is this?"

"The Metropolitan Hotel next door."

"..." Okay, rich people play in such a simple and unpretentious way.Isn't the Metropolitan Hotel's vow not to deliver food delivery an iron rule?

As if seeing his doubts, Guan Yunheng said indifferently: "The Metropolitan Hotel became a wholly-owned subsidiary of Starlight not long ago. It's just a bowl of wonton, I believe it's not too much trouble."

"..." Did you see it, the top Versailles tutorial on the spot!Qin Yue wanted to laugh, but unfortunately she couldn't.

After eating, he moved his still numb fingers: "I accidentally entered Yang Xueman's 'heart aperture' today."

"Heart aperture?"

"It doesn't mean the heart of flesh and blood, but a saying in the industry, it is a place deeper than consciousness. The human soul is parked in that position."

"What happened?"

Qin Yue said in a slow voice: "It has been transformed by people. I saw Yang Xueman's soul there, and there are countless other souls that melted into nutrients. More importantly, I also met that person last time."

When they talk, they have always used "that person" instead of the mysterious person.So Guan Yunheng said clearly: "You mean that this matter has nothing to do with him?"

"Correct."

Guan Yunheng said with emotion: "He is really free."

"Yes. It is said that the villains are all career-focused. I think he is no exception."

"...What about the main character?"

"Too busy being beaten up by the villain or wasting time falling in love." Wait, this topic is simply okay.

Qin Yue cleared her throat: "I noticed it last time. His gestures are very special. When he said it today, his reaction was a little strange. "

"So weird?"

"Probably...inexplicable hostility. He even deliberately laughed at me today, saying that the barrier of the Xiao family is vulnerable. But thinking about it, he seems to have studied the barrier of the Xiao family and has mastered the method of overcoming it. "

The Xiao family used to have a Sutra Pavilion with thousands of volumes, one of which was specially used to preserve the spells collected from all over the place.Over time, a relatively complete system has been formed.Among them, the most proud is the usage of enchantment.Now it is equivalent to being ridiculed by someone pointing their noses. Thinking about it, it is a bit embarrassing.

Guan Yunheng asked: "In your memory, is there any enemy in the family?"

Qin Yue sighed: "Nowadays, a society ruled by law, even if there was one, was a thing hundreds of years ago."

"..." You are a person who sneaks into other people's consciousness to inquire about news, how dare you talk about a society ruled by law?Guan Yunheng was speechless.

Qin Yue continued: "Speaking of it, that man does have some skills. But just like the enchantment of the Xiao family, no matter how perfect it is, everything created by man has weaknesses. If he can find a way to overcome it, I can find a way to make up for it Method. Last time, he just warned me not to meddle in my own business. This time, he probably really wanted to kill me... It's a pity that I missed the move."

Guan Yunheng couldn't see that he was leisurely and not in a hurry: "Don't you need to worry about safety?"

The young man inserted his palm into his blond hair and tilted his head, looking like a demon tempting to commit crimes: "Think about it carefully, Guan Yunheng, don't you think it's interesting? The first time that person used a puppet, after the warning There was no provocation again. The second time was in a non-real life. Although he really wanted to kill me this time, he failed, and then he didn't want to continue. What do you think the two have in common? "

"You mean, he may have limited mobility in real life?"

"That's right! Not only that, but I also suspect that he lacks the control of spiritual power. Therefore, after each heavy use, he needs to rest for a long time. It sounds like he may have become a monk halfway like me, or worse... He is just an ordinary person who accidentally obtained a cultivation method? So unlike me, because of genetics, he will be fine after two days of rest."

"Most likely."

The two talked for a while, then Qin Yue leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.Guan Yunheng found that his complexion was much better than when he woke up, so he turned and walked into the bathroom.

Just as he took off his T-shirt and picked up the toothpaste, the bathroom door was knocked open——

"Guan Yunheng, that person definitely has a special relationship with Yang Xueman! Because he... eh!"

"Didn't your grandfather teach you to remember to knock on the door when you enter the room?"

"...Hehe, sorry to bother you."

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