her left eye is unusual

Chapter 567
Su Xin's thoughts touched the trace of energy in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As the saying goes "asking for trouble", she really "asked for it" when she was frightened just now.

It turned out that Su Xin had devoted herself to Zhu Hui's case during this period of time, and gradually formed a wisp of energy that remained in her sea of ​​consciousness.

When people are particularly focused on something, they will involuntarily think or do something, which is a "magic disease" in the eyes of others.

Previously, she had found this place precisely because of the induction of this trace of Qi, but now it was because the distance was getting closer and the Qi was connected, which almost made her unconscious.

After thinking clearly about the root cause of her being tricked, Su Xin was a little relieved.

In other words, the voices that Su Xin heard just now do exist, and they are the cries of the souls imprisoned in the black jar.

But they didn't come out of it, let alone outside her car.

It was all because the qi in her sea of ​​consciousness resonated with them and "heard" their cries.

Even Su Xin herself didn't know that she had reached such a level in this case.

Maybe it's because seeing those kind old couples who have always loved and supported each other is like seeing your own parents.

As children and daughters for a lifetime, they should have a fulfilling old age, so subconsciously want to save them urgently.

In the past, Su Xin often heard people talk about things beyond ordinary people's understanding: especially between mothers and children, mothers may suddenly hear their children calling themselves when they are doing things or sleeping, and then call to ask, it will definitely be a problem What's up.

Su Xin withdrew her thoughts, "reason" is also suitable for this place, no matter how urgent her heart is, but she can't let her emotions blind her reason.

To be on the safe side, she directly wrapped this ray of energy with her spiritual consciousness, and then refined it without hesitation.

Take precautions, and once you find the problem, you will remove it without hesitation. This is Su Xin's style of work.

Although there is this wisp of energy, it can make it easier for her to find the places where the black jars are placed.

But I haven't reached my destination yet, and my soul is almost taken away because of the "obsession" in my heart.

If it gets to the place, what kind of power and other moves might there be?

After Su Xin wiped away the wisp of qi, when she meditated and adjusted her breath again, she really didn't hear those old cries for help again.

The night passed quietly, and just as the sky was getting brighter, Su Xin ate dry food and drank ginseng soup, and set off along the potholed dirt road.

Yesterday she sensed that the air mechanism was guiding in this direction.

Now we can only take one step at a time.

As we walked, the dirt road became narrower and narrower, and the surrounding forests became deeper and deeper. Fortunately, we can judge that this is indeed a mountain road walked by people based on the grass on the ground and the broken grass stems.

From the dawn of the morning to the time when the sun was slanting in the sky, more than three hours later, Su Xin turned over the top of the mountain and looked from the hill, and a valley fell into his eyes.

Because the foot of the mountain is far apart, the valley is open, and a trampled white dirt road at the foot of the mountain leads to a small village in front.

From a distance, there are about 20 households in the village, scattered on Pingba in a half-moon shape.

From the chimneys of several houses there were slow wisps of smoke, which seemed to be preparing for lunch.

A group of children were playing in the courtyard dam, and several women gathered around the well in the village to wash clothes, wash vegetables and so on.

In front of the village is a large piece of land, and the criss-crossing ridges divide the green into large or small squares.

Several uncles bowed and worked on it.

At first glance, the village is peaceful and quiet... Just like his hometown, Su Xin immediately felt very cordial.

Unknowingly, Su Xin's tense mood relaxed slightly, and a subconscious thought came up: maybe someone took advantage of the isolated environment here to deliberately put those jars here.

Just when Suxin was trotting down the hillside with brisk steps, and was about to say hello to the uncle who was working in the field... because it was like this in my hometown, every time I came home from school in the town, I was always in "Xinwa" along the way. School is over wow", "Xinwa has grown taller" and the simple greeting voices spent.

But this time, when Su Xin just ran a distance, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Probably due to the caution and vigilance accumulated through countless life and death experiences, she subconsciously stopped, poured spiritual power into her left eye, and looked towards the fields and villages ahead again.

As for Shi Feng's claim that there was a thread of blood in her left eye, Su Xin felt that there was nothing wrong with her body, and she found that since returning from Gobi, her left eye was more sensitive to energy, which was a good thing, so she didn't Take the "bloodshot" thing to heart.

Besides, even if it was a side effect of her left eye ability, Su Xin would not hesitate to jump into it.

For example, the left eye will turn red and other things. Compared with the powerful strength it brings, Su Xin will of course choose the latter.

It doesn't matter if it looks good or not, if it doesn't have strong strength and vision, it will be just a pile of dry bones after a few decades of wasting.

At this moment, when Su Xin looked up again with her left eye, she found that the uncle, who was clearly still tens of meters away, was standing a few steps away from her.

Driven by the mind, the spiritual power continued to flow to the left eye again, and a red light flashed.

If Su Xin had a mirror at this time, he would find the red thread in his eyes faintly glowing blood-red, and gradually spread to the eyeballs.

Of course, Su Xin didn't have the time to think about the problem of eyes and winks. She only saw that the originally peaceful village in front of her was wiped away layer by layer by an invisible force like a brush, revealing its original and original appearance.

Only a dead silence and desolation remained.

Su Xin was still standing at the intersection of the white path. The uncles who had been working in the fields were just scarecrows blown by the wind.

The scarecrow was covered with a piece of human clothes, exposed to the wind, sun and rain, already torn into strands, rustling in the wind.

The children playing in the village are gone, and the women talking and laughing are gone.

The tidy house looks very dilapidated, revealing the frame of the bamboo fence inside and the large holes, and the cold wind passes through the hall, making a whining sound.

Unexpectedly, the magnetic field here is so strong, even if Su Xin doesn't have the slightest energy, she can still create illusions according to the slightest thoughts floating in her heart.

Sure enough, there are people beyond people and beyond.

Fortunately, these are purely magnetic fields acting on mental power, and there is no killing intent, at least not now.

(End of this chapter)