Chapter 68: Incognito

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In a daze, the plane stopped at the edge of a beautiful city. I curiously asked the cook where this place was, and the cook smiled slightly: "Originally, I planned to use this place as my fiefdom, but now it seems that I have to fight for more." I said awkwardly: "Brother Cook has a high platform and ambition. Yuanda, it is difficult for ordinary people to buy a satisfactory house. By the way, where is this place?" The cook seemed to remember that he had just answered an incorrect question and answered again: "Yingtian Mansion." Yang Yi finally showed a smile: "Here is The scenery is good, the feng shui is good, we can recover faster." The cook was stunned: "You?" I quickly took over: "Yes, it is helpful for the recovery of our spiritual power. Even ordinary people, for You're in good health too." The cook nodded: "Yes, I just think the environment here is good." Then we took a car to a hotel by a lake.

After entering, the chef arranged a suite for us. The room was large and spacious, with all kinds of living facilities. Before leaving, he told us to wait until he had the new documents ready before leaving. After saying that, he hurried away. After watching the cook leave, I returned to the room, took out the little yellow dog and put it on the pillow, feeling that it still had a weak spiritual power. I couldn't help but feel a little sad, but at the same time I was relieved that at least Yinfeng was still alive. Yang Yi also returned to the room inside to recuperate her body. I took a can of drink, sat by the bed, facing the beautiful lake, and copied the map on the back of the basalt shell shield.

The sun was shining brightly, the breeze was calm, and I was overlooking the sparkling lake. I was drawing a map and thinking wildly. I couldn't even imagine what the life of a noble was like, just in this room. If it were sold, it would cost at least tens of thousands of taels of silver. Think again about the house you paid for in installments. You still bought the cheapest one. You can't pursue the environment, Feng Shui, transportation, school district, and business. All they can do is find a place to stay, and they have to pay back their debt for a long time. Thanks to meeting Huang Laoxie and Xiao Qian, it’s better that I can’t even afford the cheapest down payment now. I want to continue to recharge, I want to make myself better. The better you are, the more money you can make.

As I was painting, the sky gradually turned dark. After having a nice dinner, I, Yang Yi, went to the lake for a walk. The night by the lake is beautiful. There is a poem from later generations: The sparse rain washes the green greenery in the sky, and I look at the lake and the mountains. Outside the broken bridge, there are fragrant willows, and there are white gulls among the small boats. The moon is far away from the beauty, the spring is busy and the water is idle. Xiling still calls for wine, and the lamp shadow comes out of the flower gate.

Yang Yi is even more beautiful in the dim lights. Yang Yi and I sat by the lake, looking up at the stars. Thinking of dozens of days ago, we would also be looking up at the stars in a virgin forest in a foreign country. The starry sky there is vast and beautiful, and the vision is clear. Although the starry sky here is not as clear, it is still very beautiful. The autumn night was indeed a bit cold. Yang Yi suddenly pointed at the Milky Way and said to me: "The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the light fan blows at the flowing fireflies. The night is as cold as water in the sky, sit and watch the Altair and Vega." I smiled: "Sister Poetry is booming. I don’t know if there are any fireflies now, let’s go look for them.” Yang Yi nodded, and then we ran around looking for fireflies that didn’t exist. Finally, we went boating on the lake for a while. At that moment, I thought a lot about the evil formations under the water that had been cultivated for hundreds of years. Then I sighed, feeling uncomfortable in my heart. It would be great if Yang Yi was a human being. Yang Yi asked me why I sighed, and I answered with a smile: "I feel that my sister's spiritual power is not enough, I am just sad. By the way, sister, have you thought about the future? Should you go back and continue or go into seclusion?" Yang Yi in the night She smiled, very beautiful, and said to me: "I have thought about it, this is a suitable place for me to recuperate, I will open a shop nearby and live in seclusion." I smiled: "Sister, you are hiding in the city. Sister, how about we join forces, open a company, and create a brand?" Yang Yi nodded happily: "Okay, okay, actually, I should have ended my life on Daxian Mountain, but you, an ordinary person, saved me. . Rather than the great god who stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds, or the high-ranking person who mobilized many capable people and strangers as I imagined before. You are just a person from the ordinary people. The original me is dead, and the current me is also from A member of the ordinary people. By the way, what kind of company should we open?" I thought for a while: "Now young people like to drink milk tea, how about we open a conscientious and decent milk tea chain store?" Yang Yi nodded, holding up her hands. Agree. We talked a lot on the boat that night and had a lot of dreams. Looking at Yang Yi who was completely different from before, although I appeared very happy, I was filled with hidden worries. I thought of the lyrics of "California Inn": I must find the way I came from and go back to my past place. The gatekeeper says: Relax, we are all wired to be tempted, you can choose to end it at any time, but you can never really end it. I am afraid that it is difficult for us to stay out of the whirlpool of the times.

In the next few days, we sometimes studied maps, sometimes prepared for opening the store, sometimes went out for a walk, sometimes I hugged the little yellow dog to bask in the sun, and sometimes I tried to practice the chef's qigong and planned to explore its principles. I always firmly believe that since everything has a spirit, the human body is no exception. The so-called not knowing the true face of Mount Lu is just because we are in this mountain. Perhaps as humans, we have not explored the secrets of the human body. For example, why are people sometimes very healthy, full of energy in the words of girls, sometimes depressed, sometimes sick, sometimes very strong, sometimes very small. When you are in good condition, you can kill a cow, but when you are in bad condition, you cannot catch a chicken. The human body is very delicate and complex. Perhaps, the legendary harmony of yin and yang and the harmony of the five elements are the secrets that only a few people have a glimpse of.

Thinking of this, I thought of Grandpa Li again and the books he left behind. I finally figured out why Grandpa Li doesn’t do much exercise at ordinary times. At such an old age, he climbs mountains and jumps around. Moreover, he could cure any disease that people in the village had at that time. I especially remember that the village chief’s daughter once contracted an unknown disease and was sent to the city for treatment. However, the doctor said that there was no hope of saving and that she should be discharged. After coming back, the family members were preparing for the funeral. When Grandpa Li heard about it, he ran over and asked if they had performed any surgery to remove any organs. When the village chief’s family replied that they had only performed surgery and not removed any organs, Grandpa Li said that he still Can give it a try. The village chief's family is treating a dead horse as a living horse. As a result, Grandpa Li scraped the medicine and put a pair of medicine on the navel of the village chief's daughter. He said: "If she wakes up within a day, it means she is well. As long as it is not sweets, she can eat anything." If I can’t wake up, there’s nothing I can do.” Two days later, the village chief’s family specially gave Grandpa Li a few old hens, a basket of eggs, a sheep, a pig, and five taels of silver. I vaguely remember that Grandpa Li called me to drink chicken soup. He also said that it was lucky that no organ of the child had been cut off, otherwise he would not have been saved. I asked why, and Grandpa Li said that the five internal organs of the human body correspond to the five elements, and each one is indispensable. Once the five elements are incomplete and the yin and yang are imbalanced, even if you save your life, the living will be waiting for death. I also retorted: "Isn't it normal for a person to have one less kidney? He can still live with only one-seventh of his liver." Grandpa Li gave me a rare look: "A person has no hands, no feet, no ears, no nose, no eyes. You can live without a penis!" At that time, I was still young and didn't pay much attention to it. Now that I think about it, healing seems to be connected with the operation of spiritual power. But he didn't show any magic skills. I don't know if he hid it or if he didn't realize that step and just stayed in health care. I still want to explore the mystery of this bit by bit.

That day, I was rowing with my little yellow dog in my arms and basking in the sun in the middle of the lake. The little yellow dog looked much better. There is also more spiritual power. Suddenly I heard someone shouting. When I looked, I saw Yang Yi and the cook waving to me from a distance. I rowed back happily. With our new identities, Yang Yi and I can register a company and do business anonymously here.

When I returned to the shore, I found that the cook and Yang Yi looked solemn, and the cook looked bad. I was startled and asked hurriedly: "What happened?" The cook replied in a low voice: "Something happened in Nanke. Let's go back and find out." Said." So the three of us hurried back. After entering the room, the cook pointed to Yang Yi's room. I went in and saw that Xiao Qian's iconic pink Hanfu was no longer neat and tidy, and the quilt on the bed slipped to the edge. She lay quietly on Yang Yi's bed. His face was pale, but his chest was rising and falling slightly. It looked like she had just struggled in pain. I hurriedly stepped forward and lifted Xiaoqian's wrist to feel her pulse. Sure enough, Xiao Qian's pulse was extremely strange, and his heartbeat was very weak. I looked at Xiaoqian's eyes again, and a heartbreaking scene appeared. Xiaoqian had already rolled her eyes. I didn't bother wiping my sweat, sat down on the ground, and began to feel. I hope I can communicate with Xiaoqian, but the more anxious I am, the less calm I can get. Yang Yi came over and patted me: "Brother, don't worry, we will protect you outside. You take your time." I opened my eyes and nodded. Then the perception continued. This time, I found the feeling quickly. The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, but I didn't care to appreciate the lake view full of spiritual energy. Instead, I tried to sense Xiaoqian's state. Finally, I sensed a familiar spirit body not far away. The spiritual power was much weaker. I knew That was Yang Yi. There was a small ball of light beside the spirit body, which looked blue and white. There is another blue spirit not far away, very weak, it must be Yinfeng. The white light closest to me was so faint that it was almost invisible. I was so anxious that I opened my eyes to see. In an instant, the surrounding environment turned into Yang Yi's room again. I was shocked. All three of Yang Yi's souls were gone. How could this be possible? This is completely beyond my imagination. In the theory I have learned, the human soul is the power of consciousness, which makes people human. It is generated by human power and bound to the human body. Even electromagnetic pulse bombs cannot harm it at all. How could Xiao Qian lose three souls all at once?

I hurriedly ran out and asked the cook what happened. The cook shook his head: "I asked other staff, Nan Ke has been stationed in the Folklore Department in Kaifeng Mansion, Tokyo, and has not been to any place far away. Last night, Nan Ke suddenly He stumbled to the door of Professor Huang's villa and collapsed. Professor Huang was frightened when he found out and rushed Xiaoqian to the hospital for rescue. On the way, Xiaoqian only said two words to Professor Huang - Wu Yong. The meaning of hospital It was Nan Ke, possibly severe epilepsy. After calming down, Professor Huang quietly tried some spells and found that Nan Ke had lost his soul, but was still conscious, but could no longer communicate with him. Only then did he dare to believe that someone had tampered with it. What kind of evil spell harmed Nanke? Professor Huang also tried to help Nanke summon the spirit, but to no avail. So he hurriedly contacted Bai Ke. Bai Ke didn't know where to start, but felt that the top priority was to save Nanke's life first. So he thought of me, asked me to escort Nan Ke out of Kaifeng Mansion, and suggested that he come to you." Yang Yi rushed to say: "The ability of this person to do something under everyone's nose without being discovered is beyond imagination. But Nan Ke Why did Ke say your name? Did she think it was you who harmed her? Or did she think you could cure her? Just like I thought you were a hope before? And why did Bai Ke suggest finding Wu Yong? He didn't doubt it Will Wu use it?" The cook shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but I think it would be better to leave Nanke here and send her home. I don't know how many shameful things will happen yet."

I didn't say anything. I entered the room and looked at Xiao Qian, who looked pale, and felt it again. Xiaoqian's feedback gave me almost only white light. I tried to communicate with that light, but there was no feedback at all. I adjusted the power of the moon spirit to the limit. My nose was bleeding and my head was buzzing. Then, I don’t know if I was hallucinating or Xiao Qian communicated with me. I saw Xiao Qian wearing a sky-blue Hanfu and waving to me: "Wu Yong, I hope that when I see you in the next life, we will be teenagers." Then there was nothing but a small ball of pure white light.

I opened my eyes and felt very sad. I know that the last trace of Xiao Qian’s soul has also disappeared.