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Chapter 793 Have you lost your mind?

inside the room.

Zuo Yang asked Lin Qianyu to sit down in front of the desk, and he moved a chair from outside to sit beside him, and then spread a piece of yellow paper in front of Lin Qianyu.

"You have a deep obsession with this person. Now write a word on this piece of paper with your heart, and I will follow the obsession in the word to help you find this person. Remember, you must follow your heart."

Zuo Yang pointed to the cinnabar inkstone next to the yellow paper and the writing brush leaning on the inkstone and said to Lin Qianyu, "Besides, there is one more thing I want to make clear first, and I will enter a state of meditation in a while , This is to help you find someone, you can’t wake me up during this period, unless I wake up by myself, so don’t worry.”

Zuo Yang deliberately described "Shenyou Taixu" as "Entering Meditation" which is easier to understand. Firstly, it will prevent Lin Qianyu from being confused, and secondly, it can also prevent this matter from spreading to the ears of interested people, and bringing it to him. some unnecessary trouble.

"Understood, can any word be used?"

Lin Qianyu listened intently to Zuo Yang's words, then nodded and asked seriously.

"Ah."

Zuo Yang nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Lin Qianyu responded, and after pondering for a moment, she picked up the writing brush leaning on the inkstone and dipped it in cinnabar. With a few strokes of her wrist, she left a beautiful and neat handwriting on the yellow paper.

This girl must have practiced brush calligraphy when she was a child, there is no doubt about it.

Because in this era of advanced technology, life has been completely occupied by electronic products, there are fewer and fewer people who can write, and even fewer people can write beautifully, and those who can write calligraphy to this level are even rarer. .

"good."

Zuo Yang appreciatively picked up the piece of yellow paper that Lin Qianyu left behind. What she wrote was the word "Nian", "Nian, Chang Siye, from now on, the person you often think of now It should be the person you are looking for, this word is well written."

While talking, Zuo Yang had folded the piece of yellow paper in a very special way, and the shape after folding actually looked like a relatively abstract little paper man.

"How did you stack it?"

Lin Qianyu's focus was on Zuo Yang's paper folding technique. Zuo Yang's movements were too fast just now, she just felt dazzled and didn't see the process clearly.

"I want to learn to teach you later, but now I'm going to start casting spells, you just wait."

Zuo Yang smiled, stood up and returned to the bed, and after driving Heitan aside, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

He placed the little paper man in his palm, clasped his palms together and clamped it.

The next moment, Lin Qianyu saw Zuo Yang's body shake violently, as if something had been pulled away, and then stopped all movements like a stone statue, leaving only a very weak and even breathing .

Zuo Yang's feeling was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the roaring sound exploding in his head, his consciousness had already begun to leave his body, and he quickly climbed up like a rocket, passed through the roof of the small villa, and soon reached the high clouds above, everything below became smaller, quite There is a sense of being in control of everything.

His consciousness is still rising, and gradually he can have a panoramic view of the huge imperial capital, and even the overlapping clouds can't block his sight.

At this time, Zuo Yang finally let go of his folded hands, and a white breath jumped out of his hands. His consciousness could not bring up the folded paper man, but brought out the thought power that Lin Qianyu had integrated into it.

Under the white aura, there is actually a looming silk thread, which is the guidance given by Nianli.

Only when he has reached Zuo Yang's current state of spirit, and in the state of fugue wandering too empty, can he see clearly the silk thread formed by the power of thought.

This is a very mysterious power.

In the mundane world, there are some people with special numerology who can use this power. These people are bugs created unintentionally by the Dao of Heaven. They can bend iron spoons and move objects in the air, but even they themselves don’t know this. How this kind of power is produced is just some people guessing that this kind of power may be related to the mind, soul, or heart.

This kind of speculation is very close to the truth, but no one has ever been able to come up with a convincing "scientific basis".

In fact, even ordinary people will dabble in this kind of power more or less. For example, if the closest relative encounters an accident, some people will dream of some strange pictures even thousands of miles away, feel flustered, and even People will also experience strange feelings of empathy inexplicably, and similar things happen from time to time, which is the embodiment of this mysterious power.

A little too far, let's get down to business.

In Zuo Yang's eyes, this thread did not point in any direction, but extended vertically to his feet.

"Could it be that the person Lin Qianyu is looking for is in the imperial capital, and not far from us?"

Zuo Yang speculates in his heart that this possibility is quite reasonable. Lin Qianyu's home is not far from the imperial capital, and she met that person near her home at the beginning, and that person later moved with her family to the closer imperial capital. The possibility is actually quite high.

So following that silk thread, Zuo Yang, like a melon farmer following the vines, began to continuously lower the height of his fugue.

This silk thread has always been vertically downward, without any sign of changing direction during this period, and the feeling of surprise in Zuo Yang's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Because when he descended low enough, he unexpectedly discovered that what this silk thread was connected to was actually his little villa.

"Could it be that the person Lin Qianyu is looking for is actually a member of Jinxiu Studio?"

This is the only possibility. The only qualified people in the small villa are the male members of the studio. "It's just...it's too coincidental. Who could it be?"

Zuo Yang became more and more curious, so he continued to speed up his descent.

Finally, Zuo Yang's consciousness followed the silk thread through the roof and returned to the small villa, and then...a scene that Zuo Yang didn't expect appeared!

Because the point of connection with this thread of thought power is not someone else, but the self who is sitting cross-legged on the bed and wandering in emptiness? !

"what's the situation?!"

Zuo Yang was dumbfounded.

No one knows his experience better than him. He lived in seclusion in the mountains with his grandfather when he was very young, and never traveled far. Therefore, it is impossible for him to go to the place where Lin Qianyu lived since he was a child, and he has never rescued a girl who lost her footing. And if the girl who lost her footing dared to slap him after she was rescued, with his character, he would definitely return it on the spot. Anyway, he would not suffer retribution from heaven if he did so.

So, definitely not him.

The next moment, Zuo Yang's consciousness returned to his body, and then he opened his eyes suddenly and asked directly, "Lin Qianyu, what's going on with you, did you lose your mind when you wrote that word? "

"what?"

Unexpectedly, Zuo Yang woke up so soon, Lin Qianyu was startled first, and then reacted quickly and said, "How is it possible, I've lost my mind, can I find someone if I don't lose my mind?"

"Hiss... That's right, if you don't distract yourself, you will have no power of thought, and if you don't have power of thought, you won't be able to find someone."

Her words awakened Zuo Yang in an instant, Zuo Yang pondered intently, and said to himself in a puzzled way, "But why did you find me?"

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Qianyu was taken aback immediately, and then quickly avoided Zuo Yang's gaze as if she had done something wrong, and said with a slightly flushed face, "Is it because I had distracting thoughts just now, Do you want to try again?"

"It shouldn't be, distracting thoughts are just some unconscious fragmented thoughts, it is impossible to produce strong and clear thoughts."

Zuo Yang still had some doubts.

"Oh, don't worry about this problem anymore. This time I will write seriously. It will definitely work. Try again. Hurry up and try again."

Lin Qianyu's face was already blushing quite obviously, as if something had been broken in her mind, giving people a feeling that she was deliberately changing the topic, and she kept urging Zuo Yang.

Then she took a piece of yellow paper by herself, but this time, instead of the word "Nian", the word "En" was written on it.

Grace, benefit also, because born from the heart, each other must have great virtue and friendship, so the original meaning of grace is interpreted as "benefit", that is, the friendship and benefits that others give to me or I give to others.

This word obviously has a completely different meaning from the word "nian".

"Are you really distracted this time?"

Zuo Yang looked at the words on the paper, then raised his head and looked at Lin Qianyu with examining eyes.

"Let's go, I must have lost my mind, let's start quickly."

Lin Qianyu kept waving her hands.

"But you must have lost your mind just now. Mind power can't deceive people. What's going on?"

Zuo Yang insisted.

"You... I... Oops!"

Lin Qianyu talked with me for a long time, but she still couldn't tell the reason. In the end, she could only rub her hair and lay down on the table with a frantic face, like a lion in a powerless rage.

(End of this chapter)