star hunter

When he woke up, the sky was very bright, and Zhong Yuncong's eyes hurt a little from being shaken, so he quickly closed them and lay down in a daze for a while before opening them again, finally adapting to the light.

"Ah yo..." He just wanted to turn over, but found that he couldn't move at all. The flesh and bones in his body weighed about a thousand kilograms, making him lie there like a salted fish, almost fused with the bed.

At first, he thought that he had been given a "fixation method" or something, but then he blinked his eyes and thought for a while, before realizing it belatedly—there weren't so many strange abilities, the reason why he couldn't turn over was purely Because I was exhausted.

So... why am I like this?Although Xianyuzhong has realized a truth, it does not prevent him from continuing to use his rich imagination-this whole body hurts everywhere, most likely because he was beaten up by someone fat! ... Who has such a deep hatred for him?

Just when he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps, he turned his head to look at the person coming, saw the bowl in his hand, and couldn't help rolling his eyes. Liang: "Is it rice? Is it rice? I haven't eaten all day and I'm starving to death!"

"One day?" Su Xian pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, and conveniently put the bowl on the low cabinet, "It seems that you are not too sober."

Zhong Yun, who was sipping on the steaming bowl of white porridge, was stunned when he heard this. Su Xian's words sounded...as if he had been lying down for a long time.

"How long have I been sleeping?" He asked tentatively, Su Xian stirred the hot porridge with a spoon, and sighed: "It's been almost three days."

"Ah?" Zhong Yuncong was taken aback, and immediately felt more sore in his limbs, "No wonder I'm so hungry."

Su Xian glanced at him: "Didn't you notice the needle hole in your arm? It took Zhang Jibai two days of infusion before sending it back. Otherwise, how could you survive?"

"Uh..." Zhong Yuncong tried to lift his arm, but failed to do so, "I seem to have lived in more hospitals in the past few months than I have since I was a child."

The actions of Su Xian's men paused.

But it was only for a moment, Zhong Yun never noticed his abnormality, he sniffed the rice fragrance, his saliva almost flooded: "Hurry up, I'm starving to death!"

Su Xian checked the temperature of the bowl wall with the back of his hand, and felt that it was almost there, so he pushed the porcelain bowl towards him a little: "It's not hot anymore, you can eat it."

Zhong Yuncong struggled for a long time without getting up, but in the end Su Xian couldn't see him and helped him up: "You don't have any strength at all?"

"Really not...but why?" Zhong Yuncong said he was at a loss, "Could it be that I didn't eat and had hypoglycemia that morning? But it wouldn't be dizzy for three days..."

Su Xian's expression changed slightly: "You don't know why?"

Zhong Yuncong leaned weakly on the head of the bed: "...I really don't know."

He let out a "tsk", folded his arms and tilted his head to look at him, with a look of indescribable expression: "You are really... how are you?"

Zhong Yun looked back at him innocently.

"Forget it, it's understandable... After all, the supernatural ability has only been awakened for a few months." Su Xian shook his head and laughed, but then he straightened his expression and said seriously, "Simply speaking, you have become powerful again."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuncong's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he moved closer to him, "How do you say it?"

"Don't you feel anything yourself?"

"Feeling?" Zhong Yuncong frowned into two pimples, "I can't remember clearly... I just remember that I was very angry at the time, thought they were noisy, and wanted them to shut up..."

"This is the root cause." Su Xian smiled slightly, "Anger is also a very powerful energy, which directly pushes your mental strength to a new height."

Zhong Yuncong blinked and turned his head a bit: "Oh... so my becoming like this has something to do with my mental strength?"

"Hmm." He nodded, "It seems that you have cast a supernatural ability on a large scale without knowing it yourself, and because of this, you have consumed a lot of mental power, so you fainted from exhaustion .”

Zhong Yuncong was speechless: "...so what did I do?"

Su Xian propped his chin and raised half of his eyebrows: "Is it true that you have no memory at all?"

He smiled helplessly: "Why did you lie to you?"

Su Xian shrugged: "You turned the rioting crowd into a group of wooden chickens... Although it didn't last long, thanks to you, the resolution process of the whole incident has been accelerated a lot."

Zhong Yuncong took a deep breath: "... so awesome?"

It was the first time for Su Xian to see such a self-proclaimed and shameless person, and wanted to scorn him with a straight face, but he didn't hold back, and couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, it's awesome, if you don't faint, it will be even more awesome Forced."

"Don't leave any pot unopened, please? What will happen if you compliment me?" He muttered in a low voice, the corner of Su Xian's mouth deepened a little, and he pointed to the porridge: "Save your energy, no? Are you hungry? Drink it quickly, it will be cold later."

His stomach also sang an empty city plan very appropriately, emphasizing his own existence, Zhong Yuncong did not dare to neglect, eager to fill his stomach, but the reality is cruel, it took him a lot of effort to reach out I picked up the spoon, but my hand was really weak. I just picked it up, and it fell back into the bowl with a bang.

Zhong Yun glanced at Su Xian quietly from the corner of his eye.

Su Xian shifted his gaze to another direction, pretending not to see it.

He sighed deliberately, and turned his head away, pretending not to hear.

"...Remember it!" Zhong Yuncong glared at someone angrily, and then sighed again, "Forget it, do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing."

After speaking, he bent down and buried his entire face in the bowl. Fortunately, the bowl was big enough and his face was quite small, otherwise, he would probably be stuck.

There is no way, the sky is big and the earth is big, with the biggest belly.

Fortunately, it was liquid food, and he only needed to swallow it, but this way of eating was always inconvenient and unsightly, and worst of all, it always reminded him of some kind of animal.

No, the more you think about it, the worse it gets, Zhong Yuncong almost couldn't hold back, and hummed a few words from his nose.

He raised his head abruptly, and not surprisingly, he found that his chin was covered with porridge.

Su Xian glanced at him, amused by his embarrassed appearance.

When Zhong Yuncong saw it, he was furious: "You can still laugh? Su, do you have a conscience?"

"Before you ask this question, you can first ask who made the porridge that you ate half a bowl of?" Su Xian turned around, shook his head, took out a piece of paper, and helped him wipe off the stains on his face. Mi Li finally closed her eyes and picked up the spoon, "Okay, don't sell it badly, it's just this one time, don't make another example."

Zhong Yuncong drank a spoonful of porridge from his hand, and replied with a smile on his face: "Next time you are sick, I can also feed you."

"..." Su Xian looked at him very speechlessly, "Are you cursing me for revenge?"

"Okay, I said the wrong thing." Zhong Yuncong licked the corner of his mouth, then tapped his finger lightly, "Then how about it, if you are not sick, I can feed you."

Su Xian almost dropped the bowl.

He took a deep breath, and was so angry that he laughed: "I found that you still seem to be quite strong, huh?"

Zhong Yuncong quickly put on a pitiful face.

Although it wasn't smooth sailing, after all, he finished the bowl of porridge, but Zhong Yuncong still had some thoughts: "Can I have another bowl? I'm not full."

Su Xian didn't speak, but just gouged him out. Zhong Yuncong recovered a little bit of strength at this moment, and waved his hand quickly: "I don't want you to continue feeding me... I'm really not full. Of course, if you are willing to feed me ..."

"No." Before he finished his teasing, he was flatly rejected, still with a double meaning: "Zhang Jibai said, you can't eat too much at once in this situation, let's do it first, take your time." Come."

Zhong Yuncong stared at him sadly.

Su Xian turned his face away angrily: "It's useless to look at me."

He shrugged helplessly: "Okay. Then you chat with me?"

Su Xian didn't say yes or no, but he still sat in his original position and didn't intend to move.

"Speaking of which," Zhong Yuncong put a pillow on his back, "Although it sounds amazing, I still haven't figured it out. How did I do it? Don't you all say my 'tactile force' ? I thought at least there had to be a medium or something..."

"The mental power is strong to a certain extent, and anything can be a medium." Su Xian told him, "Not just touched objects, the land, the air, are all mediums."

Zhong Yuncong opened his mouth wide: "...Damn it, could it be that I'm even more powerful than I imagined???"

"...I advise you not to talk anymore, otherwise you will be easily beaten."

"Just kidding, don't be so serious." After laughing, Zhong Yuncong's eyes dimmed slightly: "Actually, I am very self-aware. I always feel that this time a blind cat met a dead mouse. It might not be able to make it happen next time." come out."

Su Xian put one hand on the back of his hand and shook it: "There is no absolute in everything. It is undeniable that this time it was more accidental, but at least it shows that you have this potential. Besides, mental power can be improved through training."

He paused, then coughed lightly again: "You are really amazing, without you this time, it would be a lot of trouble..."

Zhong Yuncong looked at him as if he had seen a ghost: "No...so you can praise me, but if I praise me, I risk being beaten? What's the reason?"

The atmosphere was instantly destroyed.

Su Xian, who became angry from embarrassment, slapped him on the back of his hand: "Shut up!"

After finishing speaking, he got up to pack the bowls and spoons, Zhong Yuncong looked at him, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, how is the matter resolved?"

Su Xian's movements stopped: "It's almost there. After you exerted your strength, the water drawn by Frozen End built a water wall to separate the crowd from the guards. I also asked for the command from Ding Chengye." , the picket team is still cooperative, cooperating internally and externally, and finally stabilized the situation."

"Afterwards we arrested some people and most of them were released."

While Zhong Yuncong breathed a sigh of relief, he was also a little worried: "It should be all right, right?"

Su Xian lowered his eyes slowly: "Well, it should be gone."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave with the bowl and spoon, Zhong Yuncong looked at his back, and suddenly said again: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Su Xian paused in place.