little mermaid wearing back

Many times, Rong Xueqing felt that the logic of the two sisters was very strange and their thinking was not normal.

Rong Xueqing casually found a reason to deal with Rong Yanrou.

He could actually imagine that, perhaps, the two older sisters had already called the police a day earlier.

According to the law of the Los Empire, if the missing time is less than 48 hours, it will not be accepted.

It has not been 48 hours today, and the two sisters still continue to call the police.

Rong Xueqing thought, fortunately he woke up in time, otherwise, he might face the police forcefully breaking the house.

Rong Xueqing told Rong Yanrou not to worry about him, he said that he had just been playing games for the past two days and had forgotten the passage of time, and by the time he realized it, he had been groggy for a long time.

Rong Yanrou: Ah Qing, games should be played in moderation. You have been in poor health since you were a child, so you must take a good rest.

After Rong Xueqing responded obediently, she turned off her personal optical brain.

He rubbed his temples.

The white noise in the room continued.

He was thinking that the two sisters would come back tomorrow.

It was necessary for him to restore the basement to its previous state before the two sisters returned.

There is also a question, what should he do after he differentiates into the second mermaid form?

Is he going to tell his sister?

Is he going to enter the Shrine of Sean?

What will happen to him after entering Se'an Temple?

According to the rules of the Se'an Temple, when you reach the age of 20, do you marry someone who suits you?

Just thinking about the follow-up problems after the differentiation gave him a headache.

No.

Compared with these, what he needs to do now is to build a mental power barrier to prevent the mental power from escaping.

If he doesn't build a mental barrier, when his mental power dissipates, under the spiritual power that belongs exclusively to the healer, probably a person with supernatural powers will be able to detect his identity as a healer.

Even now, he will not heal anyone's mental image.

I heard that the healer has a complete set of tutorials to appease the supernatural.

He will not.

He thought of what Rong Yanrou had said to him again.

- Hounds are everywhere, they are dedicated to finding every healer, manipulating them, locking them up, controlling them, controlling them.

From Rong Xueqing's point of view, there is not much difference between it and Se'an Temple. If it must be said, the former is a relatively spacious space, while the latter is a narrow space.

What he must do now is to build a mental barrier to prevent his own spiritual power from spreading.

Until the age of 16, he thought he was out of the possibility of becoming a healer, but he did not expect to embark on this path after three years.

He thought that when he was young, both he and Rong Yanrou had a vague premonition that he would become a healer.

That's why when he was very young, Rong Yanrou insisted on teaching him how to build a mental barrier.

When the mental barrier is successfully established, the five senses will be reduced.

What you see, hear, and feel will be reduced, and that layer of barrier is a necessary protective compartment.

The clothes they wear will not make them feel too unbearable, the sound will not be too harsh...

To live well, for supernatural beings and healers, a mental barrier must be established.

For supernatural beings, when they withdraw from the mental barrier, their strength will be greatly improved, but at the same time, their bodies receive a lot of complicated information, which is fine for a short time, but their spirits may not be able to cope for a long time. bear the load.In contrast, healers can bear this kind of load, but the hounds will sense where they are, and they will run towards them at the fastest speed like vicious dogs that smell fishy.

Rong Xueqing closed her eyes, recalling the method Rong Yanrou had taught him in her mind, trying to build a mental barrier.

The way to build a mental barrier is to consciously manipulate one's own mental power, erect a solid wall, and block one's mental image.

He thinks he can do it.

Rong Yanrou said that she and Rong Yanhe had very good talents, so it took a full three years to build a perfect spiritual barrier.

As for the imperfect barrier of mental power, it is a false barrier as thin as a cicada's wings. It can temporarily block one's mental vision and prevent the escape of mental power, but...

All it takes is the deliberate action of the supernatural being, a malicious mental shock, and that layer of mental power barrier, which is as thin as a cicada's wings, can be instantly collapsed.

This kind of bad behavior by supernatural beings is strictly prohibited inside the Se'an Temple, and of course, it is also prohibited outside the temple.

However, it has been repeatedly prohibited.

In fact, healers seldom go out, and ordinary people can't feel the spiritual impact of people with supernatural powers, so people with supernatural powers often carry out such bad behaviors outside.

Rong Xueqing thought, what he needs to do most now is to build up that thin barrier of mental power, after that...

He thought that in the next few years, he would need to take a break from school.

According to imperial law, every male between the ages of 18 and 24 must join the army.

He is now 19 years old, and he must spend the next five years learning to build a perfect mental barrier to prevent his spiritual power from spreading.

Rong Xueqing began to consciously perceive her mental power.

After being differentiated into a mermaid, he found that he had a very clear perception of mental power and excellent manipulation ability.

Rong Yanrou once told him when he was still young that it would take a long time to build a barrier for the first time, even the weakest barrier, but he successfully built a mental barrier in less than half an hour.

Not as difficult as he imagined.

However, as the builder of the mental barrier, he knows better than anyone how fragile this mental barrier is.

He was still relieved.

According to what Rong Yanrou said in his memory, as long as he established a mental barrier, it meant that he initially had the possibility of contacting people.

Suddenly, Rong Xueqing received a communication request.

He was not surprised when he turned on his personal optical brain, it was the video communication from Rong Yanrou.

He refused the communication request, and sent a private message to Rong Yanrou: Sister Ah Rou, I'm still in the bathroom.

Rong Yanrou: Can't you hear?

Rong Xueqing: What?

Rong Yanrou: Ah He and I are very worried about you. Now that the police have arrived at the house, they have been ringing the doorbell.

Rong Xueqing: "..."

Rong Yanrou: Can't you hear the doorbell?

Rong Xueqing replied immediately: No, I turned on the music in the room, which might have overshadowed the doorbell, and I opened the door as soon as I was ready.

Rong Yanrou: Ah Qing, what are you hiding from me?

Rong Xue paused, and replied: I didn't.

Rong Yanrou: Well, then, please ask the police to go in and check. I'm worried that something happened at home.

Rong Xueqing: ...

Rong Yanrou sent another private message: Ah He reported to the police in the way that a stranger broke into his home, and they would search at home.

Rong Xueqing: "..."

Rong Xueqing: Okay, I see.

Rong Yanrou: Then go and open the door.

When Rong Xueqing was about to turn off his personal optical brain, he saw the private message sent by Rong Yanrou: Ah Qing, although it is summer, remember to dry your hair after you come out of the bathroom. Your health has been bad since childhood, I am worried You will be sick.

Rong Xueqing's movements paused, and he replied again, turning off his personal optical brain.

He stood up, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, and the hunger that he hadn't eaten for two days in a row.

His eyes glanced around the metal room, there were too many things he needed to do now.

He forcefully propped up his heavy body and stood up, walking towards the exit with water marks all over his body.

In fact, now he doesn't even know how to get out of this fully enclosed room.

He walked in the direction of the "door", and every time he took a step, he felt that the mental barrier built around the mental image was crumbling.

As a novice, the mental power barrier he built was too unstable, as if it would break if he poked it.

However, there is no alternative.

There are people outside the door, and he needs to open the door for the people outside the door.

Finally, he walked in the direction of the basement exit, just like when he came in, he put his hand on the metal door.

A cold electronic mechanical sound sounded.

——It is detected that your mental state is still unstable, are you sure you want to go out now?

Tentatively, he responded, "Yes."

Following his reply, beams of light shone from the metal door covering his whole body. After identity verification, he withdrew his hand.

The door opened to both sides.

Rong Xueqing took a deep breath and walked out from the closed basement.

The moment he walked out of the metal door, he heard the doorbell.

--Jingle Bell.

--Jingle Bell.

Every time the bell rang, Rong Xueqing felt a sense of urgency.

After confirming that the door to the basement was automatically locked, he quickened his steps to go upstairs, washing his body amidst the doorbell that would ring every few minutes.

When he looked at himself in the mirror after taking a bath, what caught his eyes was long white hair that reached his waist, and...

White eyelashes.

very conspicuous.

His eyelids twitched, his eyes wandered around the room, and his brain was thinking, how would he cover his long white hair and white eyelashes?

A peaked cap can't completely cover the hair, and a winter hat can, but in the summer in mid-July, no one will wear a winter hat.

He looked around the room and found nothing that could be used.

I can't help it with my hair, I really can't, I'd better use a winter hat for now, as for the eyelashes...

Although he doesn't know much about cosmetics, he knows mascara.

At this moment, he sincerely hopes that Mom and Dad's cloakroom is not locked.

He dug out the simple long-sleeved trousers from his closet and put them on, walked out of the room, and walked towards the cloakroom on the second floor.

To his relief, the door opened with a push of his hand.

He glanced around and saw...

wig.

His mother's hair is short and simple, and there are six long wigs of different styles in the cloakroom.

He froze for a moment, feeling that a wig might be more natural than covering his long white hair with a winter hat.

He chooses one of the many different styles of wig at random, puts it on himself awkwardly, and then finds mascara to blacken his eyelashes.

It was the first time he did this kind of thing, and his movements were awkward. Under the urging sound of the doorbell, he applied mascara, and his hands were unsteady twice, and it directly stuck to the skin.

His complexion is very fair, so the black ointment on it seems very strange.

Considering that he only uses mascara to hide the color of his eyelashes, he doesn't care much about the smudge range of the mascara.

The downstairs doorbell rang continuously.

--Jingle Bell.

--Jingle Bell.

Another private message from Rong Yanrou came from the personal optical brain, and she asked: Ah Qing, why don't you open the door?

Rong Yanrou: Did something really happen?I let them break down?

Rong Xueqing replied immediately: I will open the door now, don't ask them to break the door.

Rong Yanrou: Ah Qing, I don't trust you.

Rong Xueqing: No, I'm fine, I'll open the door right away.

Rong Yanrou: Yes.

Rong Xueqing turned off his personal optical brain and reconfirmed that he could not see the long white hair or eyelashes under the wig before he walked out of the cloakroom.

He went downstairs, walked to the door, and opened it.