Be a psychic in a star card game

Swallow seems to have changed.

Most of the time, Chen Cici has a big heart and no brains. The previous He Yan was smarter than Chen Cici.

But people with big hearts are often just because they don't think too much, but they are more careful than others where they can observe.

For example... I feel that He Yan has changed.

In the past, He Yan was really young and mature when he worked alone to make money, but when he encountered such a thing as being hacked by the whole network, he was also shocked and depressed for a long time.

But the He Yan in front of me... or He Yan in the past month, from a certain day, suddenly no longer depressed, but became extraordinarily calm.

Could it be that he suffered too much blow and grew rapidly?

Chen Cici couldn't figure it out, but He Yan's calm expression brought him a great sense of security, and made him no longer feel anxious before, so he chose to trust He Yan unconditionally.

……

BBQ stall.

It was late at night and the rain stopped.The two fled amid the roar of laughter from the guests and came back, standing in front of the barbecue booth.

Due to the thunderstorm, the stall was closed early, and the customers left half an hour ago. At this time, the owner is shaking the antique cattail fan, nestling on the reclining chair woven with green rattan to watch the moon.

Looking back, I saw a familiar figure, one fat and one thin, sneaking up in the middle of the night, and I was quite surprised.

These two...he knew each other!

The fat man sang and danced just now, and the thin one next to him was his friend. The two of them came together, and they didn't eat much. They ordered a 280-star barbecue after a long time, and it felt quite searchable.

No matter how poor people are these days, can they still spend more than 200 star dollars?What's more, they are all well dressed, which shows that they are still rich.

The boss subconsciously felt that it was two people picking.

But when he opened the door to do business, he would only think about it in his heart, and he still smiled when he met everyone.

"Two, the shop is closed." The boss greeted with a smile.

The skinny man waved his hand: "I know, I was full with you just now, and I didn't come here for barbecue."

I am full?Before the boss could answer, the fat man's stomach growled, as if actively protesting the thin man's words.

Boss: Hahahaha.

He Yan stretched out his hand to touch his stomach. This body is fat and fat, and it is relatively flexible, but the fact that food is digested too quickly makes him hungry soon after eating.

Coupled with the fact that I ate less just now, I feel a little bit regretful.

If it weren't for the "spirit" here, you don't have to come to barbecue for dinner, it's still a bit more expensive, and it belongs to petty bourgeoisie consumption.

But if you are hungry, you still have to do business.

So in the next second, the boss saw the fat boy walking towards him with slightly bright eyes.

boss:?

Suddenly, I felt nervous, why did you come towards me when your stomach rang.

The cattail fan that the little old man was shaking stopped, and compared with the fat man's majestic body, he looked weak, pitiful and helpless.

"Boss, can I borrow a table?" He Yan glanced at the folded tables and chairs that were piled up at one side. He forgot that the table was prepared for the incense table. In the past, others prepared it to invite him, but now it is To be self-reliant.

The little old man waved his hand vigorously: "Take it, take it."

Secretly relieved.

I couldn't help but probe my head again to see what the two of them were going to do.

The ephemeris is 3000 years old, surveillance is everywhere, the speed of police dispatch is astonishingly fast, and citizens' self-protection equipment is also equipped with new tricks every year. The little old man is not afraid that these two teenagers have bad intentions for him.

But that's why I'm even more curious. I don't sleep in the middle of the night. Why are you here?

The table was quickly spread out and set aside, He Yan did not avoid people, and put the incense burner on the table.

First, he burned incense and bowed three times, then inserted it into the incense burner, then dug out the small paper figurines that he had dried ink on, threw them into the incense burner, and set them on fire.

The paper was dry and burned, and there was a trace of burnt smell in the air.

Chen Cici raised the camera and watched He Yan's every move with wide eyes... for a long while, she didn't see anything.

Isn't it just lighting incense and burning paper... At most, the paper figurines are more delicately folded, but probably no one will see them after taking pictures, right?

Just when Chen Cici was hesitating, He Yan over there had already read and sang a passage of Daoist scriptures step by step, and his tone and movements were like those of a grand opera singer.

Afterwards, he stood intently for a long time, then turned around and habitually wiped the incense ash from the stove on Chen Cici's forehead.

It is often said to offer incense to ancestors or gods, and incense ash can become a medium of communication between Yin and Yang.

This is a wrong view. I don't know if there are any gods, but for the existence of "spirit", it is possible to communicate with it: only psychics who have learned the real skill or are born with this talent can do it.

Of course, the incense ash is not completely useless. When the incense ash is really used by a psychic for psychic communication, if it is applied on the forehead of an ordinary person, it can make the other party see the "spirit" for a short time.

This is also the reason why in He Yan's world, people respect and fear psychics with real abilities!

What can be more real than what you see with your own eyes?

In the past, He Yan's master channeled psychics for others, and often used the function of incense ash as a pretense.

Later, He Yan entered the society by himself, and found that trust would gradually disappear with age and social level, so he got used to solving the problem, so he would put a handful of ashes on the customers who invited him, at least let the other party I feel that the money is not wasted.

This habit has now been brought to Interstellar, and Chen Cici has become a substitute for customers.

So when he touched this smear of incense ash, He Yan was used to it, and he didn't feel anything.

But for Chen Cici, at this moment, the scene between heaven and earth directly overturned his cognition of this world for more than ten years:

In the vast night, behind the incense burner, an antique long street suddenly appeared, and pedestrians wearing long robes walked back and forth.

And an elegant middle-aged man with long hair and a crown was walking on this street with his hands behind his back. Gradually, he seemed to notice Chen Cici's gaze.

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Cici with distant and deep eyes, he opened his lips slightly, looked at Chen Cici but did not speak to him: "Get into my eyes."

Chen Cici: What?

At this moment, the screen turned, and it was still the middle-aged man with disheveled hair, writing something quickly at his desk, but stopped writing at a certain moment.

Only then did Chen Cici see clearly that the middle-aged man seemed to have drunk alcohol, and on the table in front of him, paintings were scattered all over the place, the most eye-catching scattered among them seemed to be a portrait of a woman, The colors are extremely beautiful,...

"Luoshen Fu... Luoshen Fu's picture is famous because of it, but it is also trapped by it. Other works are more in line with the original heart. The things in the memory are preserved on the paper, no matter the vicissitudes of life. This is the most real and rich. Doesn’t it look good? It’s not a dream, it’s illusory and groundless!” The middle-aged man had bitter eyes, but he forced a laugh.

The painting was thrown into the brazier and burned blazingly.

[Memory is the most useless thing, memory will deceive you, but I won't]

A middle-aged man's voice from heaven and earth came to Chen Cici's ears.

The scene changed, and the middle-aged man turned into an old man, lying on the couch surrounded by servants. He coughed a few times, but his expression was extremely quiet.

It seems that at the moment when I am about to leave this world, I suddenly look back on my life and feel it is ridiculous.

[My name is Gu Kaizhi, Hele Ankang, the best hope of mankind, I have not touched a single word]

Chen Cici froze in place, the shock he saw with his own eyes seemed like he had experienced it himself, so he hardly had time to think about it.

At this time, the images of old people disappeared again, replaced by refugees all the way, middle-aged people turned into young children, he held his mother's hand, refugees in ragged clothes walked numbly past them, and a few directly Passed out under the scorching sun and never woke up again.

The mother's hand tightened suddenly, the child was puzzled and looked at the mother hesitantly.

But he saw the always gentle woman brows were full of sorrow, and her eyes were gloomy.

Later...the mother of the child disappeared.

The young eagle lost its warm nest and gradually grew up, but he will never forget those tired and disappointed eyes...

Auntie.

【The world is dark, I want you to see the light in your eyes】

The sky was bright, the middle-aged man turned around, turned into a cloud of green smoke, and entered the card in He Yan's hand.

Chen Cici: ...

Chen Cici had the incense ash and watched the whole process directly.

And when the "heroic spirit" enters the card, there will be a vision. This point has also been mentioned on the game forum.

When someone who has a special resonance with the "heroic spirit" draws out the "heroic spirit" to receive cards, the heroic spirit will be revealed in the eyes of the world.

Therefore, the boss on the other side tilted his head and watched curiously for a long time. He thought it was boring at first, but suddenly came across the scene of He Yan collecting the spirit.

"Want to enter my eyes? Possessed spirit." The middle-aged man's voice turned into a gasp, disappearing invisible.

The old man was frightened.

He was stunned for a moment, the cattail leaf fan slipped in his hand, knocked over the teapot below, rolled around, and the tea spilled all over the floor.