Be a psychic in a star card game

Over there, Chen Cici felt a sudden chill in his neck.

"Swallow, did you feel a gust of wind?" He rubbed his hands and stomped his feet, always feeling that the temperature dropped a lot at that moment.

Interstellar now, there are no pure fabric clothes anymore, they are all made of special materials, warm in winter and cool in summer, so you can wear whatever you want in a season, even in winter, there are shorts and short sleeves on the street that are cool to wear.

He Yan didn't feel the wind over there, but he actually saw the strangeness of the smoke from "Xiangtao".

Not only him, but also the people in the live broadcast room saw it.

Honestly, it's weird.

In Daheitian, the originally straight smoke suddenly turned a corner and rushed towards the stone monument. When I saw the picture, I felt evil, but later Chen Cici said that he felt the wind, and everyone thought: so it is.

Of course the wind will blow the smoke around!

But He Yan is different. There is wind on Chen Cici's side, but there is no wind around him. The two are not standing close to each other. He Yan is only one step away from "Xiangtao". precise!

No wind!

Automatic without wind!

shouldn't be...

He Shoudao had never taught He Yan psychic skills much. He was born with the ability, but he was also the most sensitive. It is "Yuanbao" incense.

That's right, residency!

In the vicissitudes of life, although spirits are difficult to move and can only move in the same area, as long as certain conditions are met, they can still be carried by some carriers to other places.

For example, this stone tablet itself is a carrier that can carry spirits.

Of course, the person who built the stele may not know it. After all, the stone stele is special in terms of materials and writing power, and has nothing to do with the technology of making the stele itself.

Perhaps due to special reasons, a spirit from a certain place was carried on this stone tablet and placed here.

He Yan did not feel the ominous aura in this area, so there was no grass growing, and the creatures were not close. The main reason was that the spirit did not match the local soil quality. The breath of the spirit spread and affected the land, which formed a similar "saline-alkali land" "Effect.

In fact, if the soil of this land is taken out for testing alone, it will be found that there is nothing wrong with the soil, and plants can still be planted in a petri dish. It is purely due to the limitation of the breath field that no grass will grow.

But... It stands to reason that the breath of a spirit would not only affect such a small area, only a few steps away from the periphery of the stone tablet. Could it be that this spirit is very weak?About to dissipate?

Furthermore, it stands to reason that even if the other party senses "Xiangtao" and smells the scent, they will not appear.

Because in the eyes of the other party, "Xiangtao" is similar to "Yuanbao" in Chen Cici's eyes, and under normal circumstances they would ignore it, and it would be too late to avoid it, so how could they come together?

But the person under the stele...was he wrong?

It's weird everywhere.

He Yan deliberated for a moment, and decided to take a look first. He saw that the inscription was covered by smoke, and after a while, a figure emerged from the inscription, looking around like a thief. He didn't see anything of the same kind, so he looked suspiciously at "Xiangtao" next to the stele.

He Yan followed He Shoudao, and the most important skill he learned was the ability to control himself.

When he doesn't want to communicate with the spirit, the other party can't see his abnormality, just like the other party sees Chen Cici at this moment, they are common mortals, and they don't belong to the same kind that the spirit recognizes in his mind.

But the other party didn't know that He Yan could see him.

It was a fat man in a yellow robe with a slightly fat body. His inspiration was not weak, even much stronger than "Gu Kaizhi", but this man was a little too sneaky.

Obviously in his eyes, there should be nothing of the same kind everywhere, only a smell of "Xiangtao", but he still carefully inspected it for a long time before stepping out from the stone tablet.

First he stretched his arms and legs, then stared at "Xiangtao" suspiciously for a long time, as if he was sure that it was for him, and then carefully went up to grab a bite.

This mouthful is quite big. I probably haven't eaten good food for many years, and I feel a little impatient.

But as soon as the incense was in his mouth, he chewed it curiously. The fat man in the yellow robe immediately turned green and turned his head: "Ah bah!"

As if he had eaten something extremely disgusting, he felt the salty and stinky smell stuck in his throat, and the slightly fat man retched non-stop, as if he was about to cough up blood.

He Yan: "..."

"The world is going down! Some descendants are starting to murder me!" The fat man whimpered and kicked the "Xiangtao" over. Contact, can only hide very far.

But he seemed to be afraid of something, and he was still unwilling to step out of the range where the stone tablet was barren, as if there were even more outrageous things waiting for him outside.

"Don't take it away yet!" He looked up at the sky and sighed, stretched out his hand to point to He Yan, and then pointed to Chen Cici in the distance, knowing that the two people couldn't see him, he could only be helplessly furious: "Unworthy descendants! Don't take it away yet!" Walk!"

He Yan: This is Interstellar, you still have descendants, who are your descendants...

At this moment, Chen Cici saw that something was wrong. Although He Yan saw Ling, he had the same expression as when he didn't see Ling, but his eyes always looked in a direction where no one was there. There must be something there!

Out?

Chen Cici didn't dare to disturb He Yan, she walked towards "Xiangtao" by herself, took out a handful of incense ash, and wiped it on her forehead!

Take a closer look, there is nothing, nothing!

Cooperating with this ash is not something anyone can wipe off if they want to, can they?

At this time, the slightly fat man had already started to put his face on the stone tablet and lamented that things were right and wrong, "It's boring and boring, life is boring, and after death is boring, it's better to live... I regret it, rouge tears, staying drunk, when will it be heavy. Life grows to hate..."

If the tone of He Yan’s reading of the inscription before made the audience feel a trace of ancient rhyme, then the voice of this fat man’s words directly entered the ancient flavor, and he is a spirit, so the context is easy to penetrate People's hearts are easier to render emotions.

It's a pity that the only one who can hear it here is He Yan. When he was a child, he would feel sad for the birds when he couldn't control his abilities. Later, it all faded away. According to people in this industry, if he saw it too much, he was either crazy or indifferent. up.

He Yan was the latter, he heard a small shout, and turned his head to see Chen Cici's face covered with ashes, like a coal plow, laughing haha, looking ignorant of worldly affairs.

He Yan: "Pfft."

"Hui! Hui!" Chen Cici pointed his eyes and whispered into his ear, "As your current assistant, I have to protect you, don't be scared."

The chubby man was crying over there, while Chen Cici was cheerful. The gloomy atmosphere in the peach grove was completely dissipated, so that He Yan wanted to laugh a little, "Just don't scare him."

"?" Chen Cici didn't understand what it meant, his forehead was smeared, and his eyes immediately seemed to be dripped with chrysanthemum brand eye drops, and he saw the slightly fat man on the stone tablet who was aggrieved with his face stuck to the stone tablet.

Depend on!

Living spirit!

Facing "Gu Kaizhi" for the first time was not so intuitive, but this time facing the fat man, Chen Cici was not so at a loss for the first time, he has experience!

First, he took a look at the yellow robe on the opponent's body. Good guy, it was also embroidered with dragons. Although the interstellar people had a little understanding of dragon robes, Chen Cici still realized something. This fat man should have a high status.

He has reached the point where he lives on a stone tablet, and he can still keep his yellow robe uncluttered, his body is very clean and tidy, and his hair is combed meticulously, which shows that he is also a person who pays attention to his image every day... a spirit.

It's not that someone will stare at him, so why pay so much attention to his image?

It's just that he seems a little timid, right?

Why is there a spirit crying over there, and no one scares him, or is he upset because he said that Xiangtao is not tasty?

Chen Cici also could tell that this fat man was not interested in Xiangtao anymore, probably what Yanzi said was right, this one really likes ingots that smell like rotten fish and rotten shrimp...the real and unique taste, "Why don't you move that open?"

The fat man over there seems to have heard this sentence, sniffled his nose, and just wanted to say something, to praise the skinny man for his color.

Seeing that Chen Cici got He Yan's hint, he happily moved away the "Xiangtao", and took a sip of the peach fragrance quite fascinatedly: "I don't know the goods, can I eat this fragrance?"

"..." The slightly fat man: "Ouch!"

Fearing that he would vomit on himself, Chen Cici hurriedly moved away, only to feel that the peaches he was holding were on fire, as if they were real peaches. The smell was either that, or it was very attractive!

He took a deep breath, and at this moment, a gust of wind blew up in the peach grove, blowing the trajectory of peach fragrance away.

Fat man: "Damn!"

He Yan: "?!"

He Yan and the fat man realized something was wrong at the same time, but the fat man seemed to have experienced something, so he reacted faster, crawling into the stone tablet with his buttocks pouted.

"Don't run!" He Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it. Originally, the fat man didn't run, so he didn't know how to grab it, but when he was psychic in his previous life, he grasped the spirit easily, and he formed a conditioned reflex when the spirit moved. With one hand, he grabbed the back of the fat man's neck.

Fat man: "???!!!??"

How the hell can you see me?

No, how the fuck can you not only see me, but you can also touch me?

At this time, I don’t understand that the two blind men just now were just acting, and the fat man’s life was for nothing. He’s been dead for many years, and has existed for tens of thousands of years. He has moved a lot, and he still has a good way at the beginning. The master could see him, and it seemed that such people died out afterwards.

What is that sentence called, spying on the secrets, all short-lived!

In short, in the next ten thousand years or so, the fat man has never met someone who can see himself, let alone someone who can grab him with his hand. Does this kind of person really exist?

Are you a human or a ghost?

But at this time, he didn't want to think too much, the fat man grabbed the clothes around his neck and pulled in, but he couldn't get out the stone tablet: "Let go!"

He Yan: "...What are you afraid of?"

"Don't let go yet! It's too late if you don't let go!" The fat man was so impatient, "I advise you to leave quickly, don't cause trouble for yourself!"

"Speak clearly, uncle, we can't help you if you yell like this in such a hurry." Chen Cici offered something, and hurriedly persuaded him.

He could also see clearly that the fat man was lured out by Yanzi with incense, if he lost the fat man and let him get into the stone tablet, then this spirit would not be able to be taken away today.

"You look pretty well dressed, little yellow coat, you're so ineffective, why are you so afraid of things, neither of us are afraid." Chen Cici patted his chest.

The fat man was speechless. It's really... Both of them are not afraid. He seems too cowardly to get into the stone tablet, but is the problem so simple?

"I am a dragon robe! What a little yellow coat, the glitter is also embroidered with gold thread, and it can be a treasure if passed down!" Knowing that his strength is insufficient, the fat man no longer struggled, "Grandma is here, it's good for you two not to see , I can see it... Don't blame me for not reminding me, anyway, I haven't done anything in the past ten thousand years, I chant scriptures on the stone tablet every day to pray for my aunt, my aunt knows this..."

Dragon robe... This must be an emperor. These days, the emperor has lost his temper, hiding and chanting sutras, it's too weird!

And who can make the emperor call his aunt?

"Empress?" It was the emperor's mother, "Empress Dowager?"

He Yan shook his head, "You don't understand, the real dragon emperor can't be controlled or suppressed by ordinary people, and it's not his relatives who can scare him. But very few emperors' spirits are preserved, and the emperor's fireworks are too heavy in the world. Received too many baptisms of thoughts, usually scattered in the world after death, not pure enough, this one is rare..."

The chubby man was still angry and didn't want to talk to them, but when he heard this, he couldn't help coughing, his old face blushed, and he was a little embarrassed, "When I was in power, the country was ruined and the family was ruined, just kidding."

He Yan: "..."

Chen Cici: "..."

How artificial you are!