I'm not a theatre god

At this time, the fatigue in Chen Ling's eyes was gone, and her physical and mental state had returned to its peak level!

Although in the archives of the times, he probably closed his eyes for less than two seconds, in fact Chen Ling had spent a month in Xidao Guzang.

This month, Chen Ling's life was very fulfilling. The most important task every day was to practice sparring with his senior brother Ning Ruyu. After he took away the boning knife, he felt that the weight and length were very suitable, so he used it with Ning Ruyu. Under Ruyu's strange gaze, she temporarily used it as a melee weapon.

Under the daily high-intensity battle load, Chen Ling's melee combat skills soared like crazy. If he could not get away with three moves under Ning Ruyu's gun before, now he is holding a boning knife and can fight Ning Ruyu twenty times. Several back and forth... Of course, this is a situation where neither party uses their mental power.

This is undoubtedly a qualitative leap. You must know that Ning Ruyu's [fighting] skills are among the best in the nine realms. Chen Ling can fight with him in close combat, which shows that his fighting skills have reached an extremely terrifying level. It far surpasses the Bingshen Dao of the same level or even the fourth level.

During the rest of the time, Chen Ling spent her time learning opera from several senior brothers and sisters, as well as collecting information about Emperor Shinto.

"Are you ready to rest now?" Yang Xiao asked in shock, "Didn't you just close your eyes?"

"That's enough, I'm in good shape now...very good."

Chen Ling turned his neck and made a popping sound. His eyes were as bright as torches, and his energy and spirit were completely renewed.

"...What a monster." The extremely tired Yang Xiao muttered to himself.

At the same time, Su Zhiwei looked back at Chen Ling:

"Director Chen, can you explain it now?"

Chen Ling took Su Zhiwei away without explaining anything at all. The two parties relied on pure trust and a friendship of sharing weal and woe. To be honest, Su Zhiwei is still very confused about all this.

Chen Ling did not answer, but looked at Yao Qing in the driver's seat.

"Yao Qing is one of our own." Su Zhiwei said.

"I belong to my sister!" Yao Qing immediately added, staring at Chen Ling through the rearview mirror, "My sense of anti-fraud is very strong! I want to see what tricks you are going to play... I'm warning you, there are I'm here, don't try to deceive your sister."

Chen Ling ignored Yao Qing's warning. After thinking for a moment, she slowly spoke:

"Dr. Su, have you... felt any changes in your body recently?"

Su Zhiwei was stunned.

"Change?" Yao Qing's heart skipped a beat, "Sister! Are you sick..."

"It's not illness, it's something else...for example, what can you sense? Can you control something? Or is there some kind of energy flowing through your body?" Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

After coming out of Shennongjia, Yang Xiao could vaguely sense the existence of the magnetic field, and Su Zhiwei would most likely be aware of the changes in his body. Starting from this point, Su Zhiwei should be more trustworthy.

"Okay, he is indeed a charlatan!" Yao Qing gritted his teeth and said,

"What age are you now, and you are still here pretending to be a superpower? My sister is a doctor of scientific research! How can I believe your lies??"

Su Zhiwei frowned and thought for a long time, then nodded,

"have."

This word instantly brought Yao Qing, who was full of fire, to an abrupt halt.

"No, sister, you..."

"After coming out of Shennongjia, I could vaguely sense something... It was everywhere, and it was vibrating at a certain frequency. I could clearly hear their 'voice'." Su Zhiwei closed his eyes, "I thought it was a hallucination after fainting in Shennongjia, so I took leave to go home to recuperate... However, no matter how much I practiced meditation, it showed no sign of disappearing, and the sound became louder and louder."

Su Zhiwei's answer was similar to what Chen Ling guessed. He said in a deep voice, "You should be able to guess what you heard...right?"

Su Zhiwei opened his mouth, and after struggling for a long time, he tentatively said the answer he imagined:

"Is it...'Xian'?"

"The theory you are studying is becoming your power... Dr. Yang Xiao should also be aware of this." Chen Ling glanced at Yang Xiao, who also nodded. Chen Ling continued, "There is something going on in you. The changes that have occurred will trigger a series of things in the future, and even change the world... But now, someone wants to get rid of you. "

"Director Chen, didn't you also enter Shennongjia? Have you also changed?"

"No, I am different from you... What I have is 'Shinto', which is the embodiment of spiritual civilization. Your 'theory' can actually be regarded as spiritual civilization, but you should be the only nine people in the world who have this kind of authority."

"No, it's getting more and more outrageous!!" Yao Qing couldn't help interrupting the conversation between the two of them, and asked Su Zhiwei while driving, "Sister Zhiwei, you don't really believe his lies, do you?! This thing Doesn’t it sound like those evil arts?”

"Yao Qing, this world is more than what you see..."

As a member of the exploration team, Su Zhiwei witnessed a series of supernatural phenomena and walked on the edge of life and death. He knew very well that what Chen Ling said was not groundless.

But from Yao Qing's point of view, a materialistic young man in college couldn't accept it at all for a while, so he just felt that Chen Ling was coaxing Su Zhiwei to join some kind of cult organization similar to MLM, and she would be tortured at any rate. He had seen too much news like this, cheating money and sex, or even being brainwashed to commit suicide...

Yao Qing became anxious. He stepped on the accelerator unconsciously, and the vehicle crossed the main road with rapid traffic and sped straight to another path.

"Sister, if you think about it again, I think this is wrong..."

Yao Qing was still trying to awaken Su Zhiwei's sanity, but at this time, Chen Ling frowned and looked through the rearview mirror to lock the cars that were following behind.

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Seeing this line of prompts, Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly...

"Keep driving, and drive to a place with fewer people." Chen Ling suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

"Those cars have been following us since we came out of the Su Mansion." Chen Ling said in a deep voice, "There was a lot of traffic on the main road, so I didn't pay attention... Now it seems that they are probably coming for us."

"Is he from Nie Yu?" Yang Xiao's face suddenly darkened.

"Maybe, knowing that he wouldn't be able to come in a short time, he sent other people... It seems that he is determined to kill Dr. Su."

As soon as these words came out, Yao Qing, who was driving, felt a thump in his heart and looked behind him. There were indeed several cars following him, but he had no impression... After all, there were too many cars on the main road just now, and they were all blocking each other. , who can remember the shape or license plate of each car?

"No? There are usually a lot of cars on this road. Are you overthinking it?" he asked doubtfully.

"They did it secretly enough, but they couldn't hide from my eyes." Chen Ling's eyes flickered, "Yao Qing, right? If you don't want your sister Zhiwei to be involved in danger, just weld the accelerator to me." Drive forward and ignore the surveillance cameras, they can't capture you."

Although Yao Qing couldn't tell whether what Chen Ling said was true or false, it was related to Su Zhiwei's safety, so he gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator. The vehicle suddenly accelerated and roared out, running through five or six traffic lights!

At the same time, several cars behind also accelerated suddenly, following closely behind.

"They are really chasing after you?!" Yao Qing exclaimed.

"What should we do now? It's almost impossible to get rid of them on this kind of urban road network." Yang Xiao looked at the few cars tightly locked behind and asked in a deep voice.

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. He glanced at the expectations of the remaining audience. After hesitating for a moment, a boning knife slipped out of his sleeve...

The mirror-like sharp blade reflected his face, and those cold-gleaming eyes, he spoke leisurely,

"Just drive forward...leave the rest to me."