Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

He didn't even have a mobile phone!

Shi Mingxin, who found nothing, was shocked, because Chen Ze's body was cleaner than anything else, except for a small sachet for unknown purpose hanging on his waist.

Could it be that I dropped it?
Shi Ming stared suspiciously at the trolley that had just transported Chen Ze, but he didn't find anything left behind.

".The hot ballad is our expectation——"

The phone rang again, Shi Mingxin picked up the phone impatiently, turned around and left the secret room again.

This time, he really went far.

So the actor Chen Ze, who was lying on the ground, turned over and stood up, first of all, he began to look at the secret room.

This is a very large room, about [-] square meters, square.

Surrounded by concrete walls, the air carried the dampness typical of a basement.

There is almost no furniture in the room, only various instruments and tables occupying most of the area.

Chen Ze, who used to work in the Pangea Biological Miscellaneous Laboratory, immediately recognized that these are professional instruments and equipment.

As for the specific use, Chen Ze was still a little unsure about it.

Obviously, the research directions here and those biological laboratories are different.

However, Chen Ze can still recognize some simple CT machines, but he can only judge that this place should be related to the human body.

"Tsk tsk." Chen Ze pouted with emotion.

Unexpectedly, Nanhua Temple, a well-known temple all over the world, hides such an underground laboratory of unknown purpose deep in the back mountain.

After wandering around the laboratory for a few times, Chen Ze refrained from tampering with the instruments because he didn't want to break his face for the time being. He didn't even try to turn on the computers.

Of course, Chen Ze had already confirmed that there was no monitoring or listening equipment here.

There are no mezzanines and matryoshka chambers.

After his two-pronged search of Yuan Qi + spiritual consciousness, no secrets can be hidden.

The door of the secret room was locked from the outside, but Chen Ze had just followed the cart all the way in, and had already observed the scene along the way clearly with his spiritual sense.

The outside is just a path leading to the ground, and here is this secret room.

That being the case, Chen Ze didn't go out, and directly took out the mobile phone in the storage bag in the secret room.

Sure enough, there is not only the Internet, but also an excellent signal.

Although he didn't know if the signal base station here had been tampered with, Chen Ze didn't want to shrink back.

Strength is confidence.

"Hello." Soon he dialed Wang Zhenguo's phone number,

"Old Wang! Hahaha I'm still eating, I have something to do"

While talking on the phone, Chen Ze took photos of the messy equipment and sent them to Wang Zhenguo.

Kaka Kaka, the nameplates and appearances of various instruments were clearly recorded.

It's just that when the camera turned to some debris on the corner of the table, Chen Ze let go of the shutter button.

"Hey, I've seen this brand before. It's very expensive, and you have to declare half of it after customs declaration."

Wang Zhenguo on the other end of the phone was still commenting on the past one by one, but Chen Ze deliberately ignored the tabletop and took pictures of other details.

In a short while, Chen Ze, who was numb in his hands and feet, had finished filming.

"Hurry up, old Wang, find out why this is used." Chen Ze's tone was relaxed as usual.

"Don't worry, I have to work overtime for you, Boss Chen again hahahaha."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ze immediately went to the table where he hadn't taken a picture just now, and took back the photo.

But it was not sent to Wang Zhenguo.

It was a mess of papers, pens, and notebooks, and Chen Ze accurately pulled out a post-it note with a name written on it in cursive handwriting.

"He Ping"

This strange name didn't seem to deserve Chen Ze's attention.

But soon, Chen Ze took out a photo from the storage bag, which was taken from Wang Zhenguo earlier, and it was a group photo of Wang Weide's itinerary.

And this photo is one of them in front of the Taoist temple, with the couplet behind it saying "the immortal caresses my head, and the hair is tied for longevity".

Except for the two young people behind him, the one in the main position is Wang Weide, and the other is dressed in Taoist robes, with a fairy style, smiling at the camera and stroking his beard.

On the back of the photo, there is handwriting marking the people who took the photo and the time when the photo was taken.

The man in the Taoist robe was He Ping. He only knew that he was a friend who participated in the exchange forum with Wang Weide, but he didn't know any other information.

The reason why Chen Ze had a deep impression on him was because he had searched for Wang Weide's friends on the Internet.

The others are basically famous masters, but this He Ping is an unknown one.

Of course, it may also be because the name is too popular.

Today's Chen Ze does not say that he has an unforgettable memory, but his memory, especially the things he cares about, is quite solid.

Look back at the note on this table.

Apart from He Ping's name on the note, there were some cursing words, and the style was very similar to that of Shi Ming's vicious character.

It's just a pity that there is no valuable information other than cursing.

Putting the note back, Chen Ze searched carefully in the pile of sundries, and actually found the related item.

An unsigned invitation, or ticket to an event.

"Health Qigong Daoyin Health-preserving Exercise Exchange Conference"

This was the exchange forum that Wang Weide participated in before his dementia, and the time was right.

It seems that the He Ping on the note should be Wang Weide's good friend He Ping.

But now Chen Ze came to think about it after the fact.

It is said that Shimingxin is the successor of the Yijinjing, so isn't that within the scope of Daoyin's health-preserving exercises?

He also got involved with He Ping, so he also went to this forum together, right?

Moreover, Director Liu, who had been in contact with him, was also mentally stimulated.
This kid had the idea of ​​knocking himself out and kidnapping him as soon as we met.
With all these things, the possibility that Shi Mingxin is the mastermind behind Wang Weide's dementia has soared to the extreme.

The reason why Chen Ze didn't reveal these things to Wang Zhenguo was because he was afraid that he would do something irrational in consideration of their deep father-son relationship.

A bystander can tell, but Chen Ze can always keep calm.

At this moment, Chen Ze's ears moved slightly, and he noticed the movement coming from the secret passage outside.

Is this back?
Chen Ze immediately put all the things back into the storage bag, and lay back in the original corner to pretend to be unconscious.

It didn't take long.

boom!
The door to the secret room was kicked open.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!".
Shi Ming exhaled fragrance from his mouth, and kept greeting someone's family,
"Fucking bald ass! Crazy! Damn it!"

"Pooh!"

After emptily spitting, Shi Ming was suddenly taken aback.

Huh?
Why am I scolding those monks?
No, who am I scolding? ?

Ah? ? ?
what happened
In a trance, Shi Ming was relieved to see Chen Ze who was silent in the corner, and immediately got busy again.

It's just that during this process, his eyes gradually blurred, but he suddenly slapped his head and continued to be busy.

It took about ten minutes, and Chen Ze, with his eyes closed, was firmly fixed by restraint belts on a folding bed that had just been moved out.

Moving the folding bed to the side of a large machine, Shi Mingxin took out a bottle of a slightly different spray, pointed at Chen Ze and pressed it hard a few times.

"Cough, cough, cough cough cough" the effect was immediate, Chen Ze coughed for a while, and gradually "woke up" with a bewildered expression.

Soon after, the expression on his face changed to panic, and his body kept struggling.

"Don't panic, don't be afraid." Shi Mingxin looked calm, took an oxygen mask and put it on Chen Ze's face,
"Breathe! Take a deep breath!" Shi Mingxin commanded.

After inhaling oxygen for a while, Chen Ze gradually calmed down, while Shi Mingxin took off the oxygen mask and explained on his own,
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"I just need your help."

"Who are you!" Chen Ze asked loudly, pretending to be in shock.

"Hush—" Shi Mingxin put his index finger in front of his lips to signal Chen Ze to be quiet,
"You don't need to know that much, you just need to help me do a few experiments, and I'll let you go when I'm done."

"You are illegally detained!" Chen Ze yelled loudly.

But Shi Ming's heart seems to have nothing to fear,
"Hahahaha. It's okay, I won't do anything to you."

"Anyway, you can go then."

After finishing speaking, Shi Mingxin left Chen Ze, turned around and came to the computer desk to start operating the computer.

And behind him, Chen Ze, who has extraordinary eyesight, has seen all the small movements.

AU?

Seeing that Shi Mingxin had opened a professional audio editing software, Chen Ze became even more curious.

After a while, Shi Mingxin moved in a few big guys who looked like speakers, and arranged them around Chen Ze.

"Cooperate well, and I'll let you go earlier." Shi Mingxin looked at someone who didn't like moji, and finally took a meaningful look at Chen Ze before pressing the mouse in front of the computer.

"do, do do re la sol~sol~~"

A short three-dimensional melody echoed in the room, and Chen Ze noticed that Shi Mingxin had put on earplugs in advance, and was staring at him with piercing eyes.

This voice. Chen Ze keenly felt that this rhythm interfered with his soul.

Visually speaking, this kind of interference is like a small water gun attacking the sea, and the mere existence itself is ridiculous enough.

But if it is ordinary people facing the music at this time
Chen Ze pretended to be influenced, pretended to be extremely happy, and smiled from ear to ear.

"Good!" Seeing this scene, Shi Ming's eyes lit up,
"Genius! You are the genius I'm looking for!"

He immediately recorded the phenomenon on the screen of the tablet computer in his hand with a capacitive pen, and then switched to the next piece of music.

Different rhythms vibrate one after another, and even the placement of the speakers changes accordingly.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and then to more detailed emotions such as hatred, mania, and disgust.

And Shi Mingxin kept observing Chen Ze's reaction, making records and comparisons on the computer.

Chen Ze was surprised to find that these complex music can affect the emotions of the human body, even though there is no supernatural power mixed with Yuan Qi or spiritual consciousness.

It is not the kind of ordinary music that touches the scene, but really involves the mystery of the primordial spirit.

【Retrieving, please wait.】

The system also responded, but it was too late to get results.

That's not okay. Let this kid bring out some good stuff from the bottom of the box.
Chen Ze noticed that Shi Mingxin's experiments were carried out step by step, and the melodies released became more and more influential.

So Chen Ze simply stopped pretending to be affected, and instead put on an expression of indifference like a salted fish lying flat.

It was like this for several pieces of music in a row, which made Shi Ming completely unable to sit still.

"What's wrong with you?" Shi Mingxin took off his earplugs and asked Chen Ze in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Chen Ze responded to all changes without changing,
"Aren't you going to do an experiment? Go ahead."

"Aren't you sleepy?" Shi Mingxin looked at Chen Ze strangely.

According to his past experience, most people would show symptoms of mental depression and malaise after undergoing such a baptism.

"Not sleepy." Chen Ze said concisely.

What followed was a continuous bombardment of more than a dozen pieces of music, and Chen Ze still looked okay.

"Strange, strange, strange." Shi Mingxin put down his tablet, paced back and forth around the folding bed, looking at Chen Ze with more and more surprise.

"Hurry up and do the experiment." Chen Ze urged again,
"You're done with all that shitty music?"

"Hmph." Shi Mingxin's eyes flashed fiercely,
"Broken music? Hehe. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

After wandering around for two more times, Shi Mingxin finally sat back in front of the computer and solemnly inserted a certain mobile hard disk.

Chen Ze noticed sharply that the files on the hard disk were clearly in audio format, but they were a bit ridiculously large.

After the preparations were finished, Shi Mingxin didn't play music immediately, but solemnly put on a pair of thickened multi-layered earplugs, and set up a real-time video recorder in front of Chen Ze, before leaving the secret room unexpectedly.

"I wish you good luck, haha." Shi Mingxin sneered and left the secret room with a sneer, and then left the secret room with the tablet, closing the door tightly.

Not long after Shi Mingxin left, the surrounding speakers received remote commands and began to work on their own.

As a result, vibrations that are difficult to describe directly in words or words cross the speaker diaphragm and meet and dance together in the air.

This even caused Chen Ze to have an illusion, as if he was being surrounded by a bunch of invisible elves, holding some kind of grand bonfire party.

At the same time, there is an impulse, derived from the instinctive impulse of the human body.

In order to find out, Chen Ze let go of all his defenses, allowing the impulse to permeate his body.

And it was Yuan Qi who responded to this.

Yuan Qi, originally hid deep in the body, actually works by itself, and coincides with the principle of Zhou Tian.

This is luck and self-cultivation!

Although there are quite a lot of discrepancies with the alchemy method, and it is obviously not compatible with the Yuan Qi in the body, it is a bit out of place.

Chen Ze soon realized that this rhythm was probably aimed at the innate essence, but he had already passed that stage, and was driven by the essence instead.

There is no doubt that this is a kind of exercise for self-cultivation!
Chen Ze repeatedly confirmed that it is just the melody of the music, which can actually induce the human body to cultivate by itself!

【Retrieval completed, under renovation】

system!

[Unknown skill detected, whether to continue loading]

【warn! 】

【Skill Conflict.】

On the attribute panel, both [Chen's Neidanshu] and [Taoism] are highlighted, which are obviously conflicting parts.

But it doesn't matter, this is [skill conflict], not [skill coverage].

It also means that this special melody must have other merits.

"Fusion!" Chen Ze shouted silently in his heart. (end of this chapter)