Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

This person stood sideways and isolated from the shore, unable to see his face clearly, only a long straight pole in his hand was particularly conspicuous.

The long rods are uniform in thickness, and the outward end is tied with a thin thread, and the thin thread is connected with a straight hook.

There was only one person, but the uncle stood there dumbfounded, as if a vast mountain was coming towards him.

clap la la la-

Chen Ze lifted the pole and closed the hook, and the lively big fish scrambled to bite the pole, like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate.

The uncle fell to his knees with a slap, and then bowed his head until he was completely prostrate.

【Experience value +300】.
The experience value began to explode continuously.

And Chen Zecai pulled up a big wild catfish on the spot, and was about to get more experience points when he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Throwing the big catfish aside, Chen Ze came to the uncle in a flash and raised his hand to help him.

The uncle who seemed to be convinced was actually limp and unconscious.

Chen Ze: "?"

Fortunately, after examination, the uncle should have just passed out due to excessive exercise and being too nervous.

This physique is too weak.
Chen Ze casually dragged the uncle to the rubble pile by the stream, and scattered Yuan Qi for a little healing, just waiting for him to wake up on his own.

Until noon, the uncle who was as drowsy as a dead pig suddenly twitched his nose unconsciously, and then his movements became larger and larger until he opened his eyes.

First, a burst of fresh fragrance rushed into the nostrils and stimulated the taste buds. The uncle looked along and saw a stream, a pot, and a person beside him.

The creek was of course the small river he saw before he passed out, and some delicious food was stewed in the pot, but he had a little impression of that person.

"Are you awake?" Chen Ze checked his phone while drinking fish soup.

Before that, he took Shi Mingxin's mugshot to Wang Zhenguo for investigation, and now he has received the news.

Chen Ze was not surprised that Shi Mingxin seemed to be a scientist before.

It's just that Wang Zhenguo couldn't find Shi Mingxin's real name for the time being, and asked him to ask Ling Sifeng, because this person may have worked in a large company in a related industry before.

"Who are you? Uh, ah" the uncle sat up from the pile of rubble covering his head, and only then did he understand why he was so uncomfortable from being crushed all over his body.

"Guess who I am?" Chen Ze stared at him, silently running his spiritual consciousness and Taoism.

"I don't know. Oh, you are, you are." The uncle suddenly felt a splitting headache.

"How did you get caught by that group of monks?" Chen Ze asked in time to draw the uncle's attention away, and at the same time restrained himself a little.

It seems that this uncle can't stand too much trouble at the moment.

"I didn't find it in the back mountain, but they found it." The uncle's head gradually returned to normal, and he told Chen Ze with the eyes of his brother.

"Who are you looking for?" Chen Ze handed him a bowl of fish soup to warm his body.

"Thank you brother." The uncle took a sip of the fish soup, feeling that his tongue was about to be fresh off.

"I'm looking for my son."

"Your son." Chen Ze was a little surprised,
"Your son is on this mountain?"

"I don't know." The uncle may have been aroused by greed, and he wolfed down with a look of extreme hunger.
"I, uh, I just know that those monks took my son away, Gulu~"

There wasn't much fish soup, so the uncle drank it up quickly, put the empty bowl away, and looked at Chen Ze anxiously.

Chen Ze remained calm, took the empty bowl and filled a bowl for the uncle and handed it back.
"Why was your son taken away by the monk?"

"You don't call the police and go find someone yourself?"

Chen Ze subconsciously began to suspect the uncle's mental state.

Maybe it's because he stayed in Xianyue Hospital for a long time, Chen Ze now sees that everyone has something wrong with him.

"I am, I am not." The uncle hesitated, he couldn't even drink the fish soup,
"I can't see the light of this matter!"

"Why can't you see the light?" Chen Ze naturally asked.

"Hey! Brother, don't ask."

Uncle sighed,

"It's not like you don't know about me."

I really don't know what Chen Ze complained in his heart.

Chen Ze's spiritual consciousness method is not about searching for souls or directly reading memories.

Instead, by influencing other people's emotions and perceptions, they regard themselves as life and death enemies, or close friends, and tell the truth.

It can only be said to be quite "indirect", so the information obtained may not be 100% accurate.

For example, what this uncle hides in his heart is obviously a little private, so private that even Chen Ze, a "good brother", doesn't want to reveal it.

Considering the uncle's weak physique and the stimulation he had just received, Chen Ze did not press, but tried to insinuate.

"That's why you came here to ask for a child?"

"Yeah." The uncle seemed to be mentioned in the sad place, even the fish soup was put aside, and he began to beat his chest and feet,
"I'm useless, but it's hard for your sister-in-law."

"Who knew that asking for a child here is... Alas!"

"I originally thought that everything would be fine after the child was born, but I didn't expect that group of monks to snatch my son away!"

Chen Ze silently added firewood to the fresh fish soup pot, savoring this conversation with too much information in his heart.

There seems to be something green and shiny in front of me. Oh!
It's the weeds by the stream, that's all right.

At this time, Chen Ze couldn't help but think of Director Liu's frightened words, such as "dirty" and "disgusting".
Crackling, the flames blazed fiercely, almost jumping over the lid of the pot.

Chai added too much.

Chen Ze took wood from the fire with his bare hands, and blew to slow down the fire.

The uncle next to him was secretly sad and didn't pay attention to this scene at all.

And Chen Ze was thinking about the lunch time at noon, so he called Ling Sifeng directly.

"Hello.".
After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Ze first became concerned about the "Nuwa" project, because Lu Ling should be responsible for the delivery of the subsequent black tree sap, and I don't know if it will go well.

As a result, when this matter was mentioned, Ling Sifeng's tone became extremely strange.

Chen Ze asked again and again but couldn't find out why, so he had to entrust the matter of Shi Mingxin to him first.

Ling Sifeng complied, and said that he would ask other colleagues to also ask this person, and give the result as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ze glanced at the uncle who was silently cooking and greeted again,
"Are you still looking for your son, let's go together?"

"Not now." After half a pot of fish soup, the uncle seemed to have calmed down a lot.
"There are a lot of people during the day, and I can't find the place at all."

"But at night, the group of monks may lead people there at night."

At night, Chen Ze didn't rush to ask what "that place" was, anyway, he would check it out himself.

And although this uncle is dressed in a mature and low-key manner, the Rolex Green Water Ghost in his hand is the real deal.

It's no wonder, I'm afraid only rich people like him can get in touch with the truth about Nanhua Temple's begging for a child.

"That's fine." Chen Ze stirred the fish soup with a spoon for the last time, stood up and patted the uncle's shoulder,

"I'll go with you again then."

"Brother!" The uncle raised his head movedly, and quickly brought the whole pot of fish soup in front of him,

"You don't want to eat?"

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Chen Ze nodded and turned around, enlarged the storage bag extremely quickly, took out a small charm, and retracted the storage bag to hang it on his waist.

Holding the charm for a while, Chen Ze picked up the packaging bag of disposable tableware at his feet, wrapped the charm and tied it.

"Hold it." Chen Ze turned around and handed the packaged charm to the uncle.

"What is this?" the uncle looked at him curiously.

"Locator." Chen Ze simply explained,

"Put it on me, I can find you anytime."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you brother."

"You're welcome." Seeing him accepting the spell, Chen Ze finally ordered,

"Remember to collect the trash after eating."

"Don't worry, you still don't understand me?"
Chen Ze pretended to leave as usual, and observed for a while.

Seeing the uncle buried his head in cooking, he really left only after there was no abnormality.

Afterwards, Chen Ze let go of his hands and feet, went back to the front mountain, and soon saw Shi Mingxin in the octagonal pavilion.

He was tinkering with the fully automatic wooden fish machine with a wrench.

This makes sense, after all his memory has been erased for a day, and according to the scheduled itinerary, he should still study the machine in the pavilion.

Naturally, Chen Ze put a location tracking magic weapon on him, so he can know the location at any time.

After observing silently for a while, Chen Ze on the treetop in the distance nodded, and flew into the sky again, overlooking the entire Nanhua Temple with his excellent eyesight at an altitude of one thousand meters.

The vegetation in the back mountain is so dense that nothing can be seen.

And the temple complex in Qianshan can be seen at a glance.

At this time, next to the Daxiong Palace, the team of macho monks I had seen before was staying with the abbot Mingxing.

The leader seemed to be reporting something, while Abbot Mingxing closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the futon, only focusing on knocking on his own wooden fish.

What secrets are these monks hiding?

Looks like we'll have to wait until night to find out.

Afterwards, Chen Ze went on a parade all over the sky, silently monitoring the situation of the whole mountain from above.

The group of monks disappeared into the dense forest in the back mountain without a trace.

Neither went down the mountain nor returned to the front mountain, so I don't know where it is hidden.

The main thing is that the vegetation in the depths of the back mountain is too dense, even if Chen Ze has the best eyesight, it is powerless to be blocked by countless branches and leaves.

Abbot Mingxing was doing business as usual, either receiving pilgrims or reciting sutras and chanting Buddha in public.

The popularity of this temple was indeed very high. From the perspective of God, Chen Ze saw that the flow of people basically remained the same throughout the day.

The flow of people is like a colony of ants carrying leaves, one crop after another.

But when the evening approached, the flow of people suddenly began to drop sharply.

It was just a few hours before Chen Ze, who had gained experience in riding an eagle in the sky, frowned, and found a corner and descended to inquire about the situation.

"Oiyoyo~ Xiaogu!" An old man kindly put his arms around Chen Ze's shoulders.

Chen Ze stopped another old man to inquire about the news.

"Dharma matter?" Chen Ze asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I've never heard of it before." The uncle warmly introduced,

"It is said that it is going to be done tonight, so the gate of the mountain has to be closed. I wanted to burn a few more sticks of incense."

"Not to notify in advance?" Chen Ze continued.

"Yes." The old man also had a look of displeasure,
"You're not kidding me! I just said it today, how many people have come all the way here!"

"Oh." Chen Ze understood, and dismissed the old man casually.

Looking around, tourists and pilgrims have basically been dismissed at this time.

Except for the monks who patrol from time to time, it is rare to see other clothing except monk robes in the temple.

For some reason, such an empty scene made Chen Ze feel that there is a lot of artistic conception here.

The temples here do not have resplendent exterior decorations, but there is a heavy texture that makes people unable to help slowing down.

"Ding ding dong, ding dong!"

The phone vibrated, and Chen Ze took it out to check. It turned out that Shi Mingxin had received the mysterious call.

After being monitored by the background program, Chen Ze's phone naturally also received a notification.

Putting away the phone, Chen Ze closed his eyes, opened his lips slightly, and took a big breath.

The Yuan Qi that entered the abdomen along with the air gradually melted, decomposed, and purified until it flowed to the limbs and bones.

And amidst the countless tangled waves of Yuan Qi, there is a trace of breath that stands out.

It was the positioning magic weapon placed on Shi Mingxin by Chen Ze.

Suddenly, like a man-eating shark smelling blood, Chen Ze started to move towards the back mountain, following Shi Mingxin's trajectory.

Along the way, the buildings along with the monks gradually became sparser.

Until the dense forest near the back mountain, Chen Ze's eyes lit up, and he could easily distinguish many figures from the all-night cover.

Many strong monks are marching towards the back mountain in groups.

Even though he was concealed by his consciousness, Chen Ze still walked away from them, hanging far behind them.

This group of monks clearly knew the way, and they circled back and forth in the dense forest without getting lost at all.

While walking, other monks gradually appeared in the dense forest.

They are all the kind of monks who are as strong as cattle, except for their hairstyle and monk robes, there is nothing like a monk in their body.

They said hello and moved on.

Chen Ze didn't back down any more, relying on his spiritual sense to cover up, he went straight to a certain strong monk, and rushed out with a punch.

call out!
The peak of the fist stopped just a few millimeters away in front of the monk, and the air flow brought by it blew past the bald head.

The monk's expression changed slightly, and he touched his face without knowing why, without noticing the living person in front of him at all.

Can't see through me. Chen Ze withdrew his fist and continued to follow the monk.

The deeper you go, the more macho monks there are along the way, until in the end they are almost surrounded by layers of guards.

For some reason, maybe it was to hide their tracks, or maybe the moonlight was enough, they didn't use lighting equipment.

Chen Ze knew that Shi Ming's heart was deep in front of him.

so many people
When there are too many people, it is easy to cause trouble, and the cover of spiritual consciousness is not necessarily safe.

Just force your way through?

Chen Ze was gearing up, but suddenly felt that Shi Mingxin suddenly turned around and turned back.

what happened?

Chen Ze forcibly suppressed his impatience, stayed beside him and waited quietly, and soon saw Shi Mingxin who had gone and returned in front of him.

Why are you back?

Shi Mingxin greeted the monks relaxedly, obviously knowing each other.

Then he turned back the same way, as if he wanted to return to the front mountain.

Is this done?
No, Chen Ze quickly denied this guess.

He has been closely monitoring Shi Mingxin's whereabouts. Although he can't know the exact location, he knows that Shi Mingxin hasn't stopped at all.

That mysterious phone call couldn't just make Shi Mingxin go out for a walk at night, right?
Shi Mingxin and Chen Ze passed by very quickly, obviously wanting to return to Qianshan.

Chen Ze thought for a moment, but still felt that it was more important to follow Shi Mingxin first.

After all, if Houshan has any secrets, he will not run away with long legs.

So Chen Ze's eyes were fixed, his palms were loosened quietly, and a few charms slid down the forest without a sound.

After that, he also changed direction and continued to follow Shi Mingxin.

In this way, he went all the way back to Qianshan, until he approached the temple complex, but Chen Ze had a different discovery.

At the edge of the forest, there is a person waiting by the gate of a temple of unknown purpose.

The reason why Chen Ze cared so much was because this person was not a monk, but a woman.

Chen Zerui swept his eyes and saw him thoroughly.

This is a woman in her thirties, with long and straight black, oval face, slender and straight eyebrows, wearing a plain lace shirt with tucked hem into a slim skirt, curvy and attractive, with white and greasy two Thighs sway back and forth in the night.

Although the figure is not perfect, but the faintly outlined tightness not only does not show the sagging, but adds some special mature charm.

What a er, glamorous young woman.

I have confirmed that the eyes are the type that the Cao family likes.

Why didn't this person who looked like a pilgrim coming up the mountain be driven down the mountain?
Chen Ze narrowed his eyes.

The young woman was leaning against the temple door, seemingly preoccupied.

As soon as she saw Shi Mingxin approaching, she walked up to meet him quickly, as if she was about to say something, but just as she opened her mouth, Shi Mingxin waved her hand to stop her.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go." Shi Ming said impatiently. (end of this chapter)