At some point a grocery store appeared on the roof of the teaching building of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School.
The old man was still lying on the chair, breathing long and deep, as if he was breathing in heaven and earth, and heaven and man were one.
Gu Jianlin once again felt dizzy because of the side effects of time travel. His vision was pitch black, and there were vaguely hallucinatory stars twinkling. He could only hold on and keep retching, feeling his stomach churning.
But when he started breathing with that mysterious frequency, he gradually fell into the rhythm.
His consciousness gradually became clearer, as if the depression in his chest had been expelled.
My mind is as clear as ever.
"Yes, take your time and remember this rhythm. Breathing is a unique secret technique created by Taoism during the period of various schools of thought. It is a treasure unique to mankind. It was later promoted by the First Emperor. The true meaning of breathing is the unity of heaven and man. , the combination of man and nature, entering an ethereal and selfless state.”
Jing Ji drank the bottle of bourbon and explained: "When you enter trance, you can accumulate spirituality through meditation, and you will advance much faster than others. Breathing techniques can even assist your fighting, allowing you to You regain your spirituality during battle and gain unimaginable, huge advantages. Its benefits don't stop there."
He deliberately emphasized: "This secret technique has nothing to do with the path, but the choice of the environment and the gift of nature to human beings. On the earth, humans are the primates of all things, and although the ancient gods are powerful, they are just some invading alien species." "
When Gu Jianlin heard this, he fell into deep thought: "Are the ancient gods unable to use the breathing technique?"
"Yes, although with the life level of the ancient gods, it is easy to master this ability. However, due to their own repulsion and the limitations of natural rules, they are unable to breathe."
Jing Ci smiled and said: "I said that humans are the primates of all things on earth, and they can naturally receive spiritual gifts. Even if you master the ancient deification, you are still a human being. Among the probably 100,000 sublimated people, only If five or six people can learn the breathing technique, your qualifications are pretty good."
Gu Jianlin was a little surprised: "So few?"
"Of course, most people don't feel that there is anything mysterious about this breathing frequency. You have just become aware of this breathing rhythm, so you can try to understand it more."
Jing Ci said: "Even if you don't enter meditation, it can make you feel better."
really.
As long as Gu Jianlin breathes according to that rhythm, he feels like he is expelling the dirt from his body.
It seems that the body is much lighter and the consciousness is as clear as water.
"Remember, breathing is an assistant. It does not require you to be able to do two things at once, but to turn it into an instinct. If you pursue it deliberately, you will fall behind. Now, pay attention to me. "
Jing Ci placed the bottle of whiskey on the rooftop wall, pointed to a footprint on the concrete floor, and said with a smile, "These are the footprints that I specially preserved using my alchemy weapon, otherwise they would have been blown away by the wind."
Gu Jianlin knelt down and took a closer look: "The styles of shoes are different, but they should be from the same person."
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The dust on the cement floor is scattered, and the general outline can be vaguely seen.
The footprints are small, the weight is very light, the height is not high, and she is female.
It's the same person under the viaduct.
Gu Jianlin stood in the direction of the shoe print and profiled himself, transforming himself into a light and petite woman. He squatted down slightly to adjust his height, and his line of sight was blocked by the cement wall.
Well, she should be on her tiptoes by then.
His bent legs straightened up slightly, and he looked over the wall, just in time to see the canteen that had been blown up before!
The canteen was blown up during the last battle and is still being rebuilt.
It is said that the students of No. 2 Middle School cheered and expressed that they could leave school in a grand manner.
Others expressed why they didn’t blow up the school too.
"This is the third person you told me about, who is protecting me in secret."
Gu Jianlin said softly: "There are very few traces left at the scene, except for footprints..."
He stared at the wall opposite and found two clouds of dust scratched on the wall.
And this position just corresponds to his chest.
However, judging from Gu Jianlin's position, there was no way his chest could touch this wall.
Gu Jianlin roughly observed the shape of the two traces and fell into deep thought: "Female, the height is no more than 1.62 meters and the weight is no more than 85 kilograms. Although she wants to hide her whereabouts, her behavior is not She is quite cautious and doesn’t seem to be too worried about people discovering the traces she left behind.”
He cleared his throat: "The breasts are very full, at least the fourth letter, and the figure is very good."
Finally he looked around again and found a hair on the ground.
"Long hair."
He played with the hair and felt it carefully: "The hair quality is good."
Jing Ci was stunned: "You can even see this?"
Gu Jian said without changing his face: "As long as there are clues and characteristics, it will be much easier, even for new people, or even people you have never met. But if there are no clues, it will be difficult."
For example, the specific personalities and origins of the five people in the ancient tomb can only be determined from their conversations and needs.
As for the external features, everyone has wrapped themselves so tightly, and their voices have been deliberately processed.
That situation would be very annoying.
Or maybe it was Li Changzhi back then. Although his instinct felt a little contrary, he couldn't explain why.
"Interesting, let's go to the last place."
Jing Ci snapped his fingers and said the dream-like name: "Haiqing Expressway."
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The toll booth on the highway was replaced by a weird grocery store, and the old man was still lying on the mahogany chair and taking a nap.
The sound of his breathing seemed to fill the air with the howling wind.
Like an ancient low sigh.
For some reason, Gu Jianlin felt an unprecedented tranquility in this sigh.
Originally, this highway was a nightmare to him. He only came here once and never wanted to come back here again. He only came back occasionally when he dreamed, feeling the cold and helpless feeling of being shattered into pieces.
He thought he would be scared if he came here again.
However, in the old man's breath, he seemed to be able to feel the sound of wind flowing in the air, the leaves rustling in the wind, the chirping of insects in the jungle, the clouds and mist filling the sky, and the afternoon sun being so warm.
It was as if a quiet and beautiful piece of music was being played, and all misfortunes could not come close to him.
Gu Jianlin felt everything and bowed deeply towards the old man.
"Teacher, he is very defensive."
Jing Ci threw the empty wine bottle into the trash can and said calmly, "Follow me."
Gu Jianlin followed him and walked over.
Four months later, the traces of the car accident have been cleared.
But Jing Ji led him over the fence on the highway and into a grassy field covered with weeds.
Under the grass is a clear stream, with smooth pebbles scattered in the stream, and occasionally frogs jumping.
The sun falls on the stream, making the waves sparkling.
"You know what? What you saw that day is real."
Jing Ci suddenly said: "Gui Che, also known as the nine-headed bird. In the myths compiled by humans, its origin can no longer be traced. "Chu Ci Tianwen" records that if Nvqi does not get along, husband Yan To get nine sons? It is said that the goddess Nuqi did not have a husband, but she gave birth to nine sons. How did her nine sons come from? "
"So some people thought that she would come down to earth to have a son. Later, the nine sons evolved into the nine heads. When combined with some other myths and legends, they became the nine-headed bird and the ghost car."
He put his hands in his pockets and said softly: "But in fact, the so-called goddess is just a human form of Gui Che. She came to the earth not to have a son, but to extend her life. Do you know? Her Authority is immortal, as long as the nine heads are not destroyed at the same time, then she will never die."
Gu Jianlin's eyes trembled slightly, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling.
He had thought about it.
If the King of Blue accepts him as his disciple, he might tell him a lot about the ancient gods.
Among them, you can verify whether the ghost car is real or fake.
Unexpectedly, the answer would come so quickly.
"The so-called curse of your family has been verified, at least in your father's generation. How your ancestors died cannot be verified. But your father died in a ghost car."
Jing Ci turned to look at him: "An ancestor among the ancient gods, from the Suzaku clan."
Gu Jianlin remained silent and his breathing became heavy.
The ancestor is not the supreme being.
He clenched his fists silently.
"Pay attention to your breathing and don't mess up your frequency."
Jing Ci said softly: "Have you always felt that your father doesn't love you?"
Gu Jianlin didn't know what to say. In fact, he had always thought so before becoming an ascendant.
In his eyes, his father is an irresponsible man who doesn't care about his family.
I don’t make much money, and I don’t go home very often.
His wife divorced him, and his son didn't care.
When he was a child, Gu Jianlin once had a high fever and cried at home for more than an hour without anyone caring about him. In the end, a neighbor's aunt sent him to the hospital. She called his parents but couldn't find anyone.
I don’t know where my father is, and I can’t even get through on the phone.
My mother was working out of town at that time and could not come back in time.
Sometimes, Gu Jianlin suspected that his father had a mistress outside.
"To be honest, you really misunderstood him. In his eyes, money is enough to ensure that you live a normal life and grow up healthy. Most of the money he left behind They are all deposited in private banks in Switzerland for financial management, and when you reach the legal marriage age of twenty-two, a lawyer will come to you."
Jing Ci said calmly: "Because he wants to protect you and doesn't want you to awaken and become an ascendant, he must stay away from you. Since he can't always be by your side, he can't give you too much money. He's afraid that you'll learn to be a bad person."
Gu Jianlin was stunned.
Thinking about it, it is indeed not a good thing if a person has a large amount of wealth during his teenage years.
With his self-control, he would probably go astray.
"Do you know why your father got married? Initially, he was adopted by the Gu family, but until he got married and had children, he never became an ascendant, and no one ever told him about the curse of the Gu family."
Jing Ci said with emotion: "But when he woke up, it was already too late. At that time, he was already married to your mother, and you were already in your mother's belly for four months."
Gu Jianlin felt inexplicably complicated after hearing this.
No wonder, my mother always said that men change after they get married, and the vows they made before were all nonsense.
Unexpectedly, this is the reason.
"Later, he learned about the curse of the Gu family. What he couldn't understand was why, even though there was a curse, the Gu family still wanted to continue the descendants with the goal of getting rid of the curse. And before his adoptive parents died, , and no one left relevant information to tell them these things.”
Jing Ci glanced at him and explained: "There is no way to verify your grandparents' thoughts, but they may also want to try to avoid this curse by preventing their adopted children from being exposed to the extraordinary."
Gu Jianlin understood: "So the reason why my father wants a divorce is to make up for his mistakes as much as possible. He would rather lose this woman than let her die because of the curse."
"I also met your father many years ago."
Jing Ji smiled: "He is a person who has been tortured by guilt and lives in pain."
Gu Jianlin fell into silence thinking about the documents he saw in the shelter.
"But do you know? He actually had a chance to survive. Because the ancestor of Guiche is not a supreme being, he is by no means invincible in the real world, and your father is an unparalleled genius in the human world. His sixth-level status But it can exert strength beyond the Holy Realm level."
Jing Ci pointed to the sky: "In that battle, he temporarily broke through to the Holy Domain level, and with the blessing of the mythical weapons, he really had a chance to survive... but he had a fatal flaw."
Gu Jianlin's eyes trembled slightly, and something collapsed deep in his heart.
Collapse inch by inch.
collapse.
"His only flaw is you."
Jing Ci said softly: "He died to protect you."
With a gentle sigh, Gu Jianlin looked down at the empty highway and couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The sadness deep in my heart was forcibly brought out, and sadness surged like a tide.
"After that battle, many people came here, including the person who was watching you from the viaduct and the teaching building. Surprisingly, she was the first to arrive, but she was a step late."
Jing Ci paused for a moment and said thoughtfully: "What is her relationship with your father? This may not be important. But she has been secretly protecting you for your father."
Snapped.
A crisp snap of fingers.
The asphalt pavement of the highway rippled like water, with traces of charred blackness emerging.
"Most of the traces on the battlefield have been cleared away. This is the only one hidden by the Aether Association."
Jing Ci said calmly: "If it weren't for the fact that the branch director of Fengcheng District is Lu Zijin, maybe he would have been taken away, right?"
He sighed: "It's time to show you."
Gu Jianlin lowered his head and saw mottled blood stains on the charred wasteland.
There were two lines of crooked characters.
"I'm sorry, dad can only accompany you here."
"Stay alive."
