A Million Possible

The room was quiet and scary.

Just when there was some anxiety and fear in Cheng Lin's heart, the voice call finally came through, but before he could react, he heard a short syllable from the opposite side: "Wait a minute."

Then the communication was hung up by the other party...

Hmm...what's wrong with this? Cheng Lin stood in the room blankly, took the phone away from his ear, and looked at the chat dialog on the screen.

During the short two-second connection time, he seemed to hear some rushing sounds similar to water flow, or more accurately describe it as a shower?

I looked at the time, um, it was more than twenty-two o'clock in the evening... Are you taking a shower? So there is no direct answer?

Cheng Lin reasoned, and then a hanging heart fell to the ground with a "bang". Soon he couldn't help but smile and said to himself: "Sure enough, a deduction that is too real can easily make people nervous. "

In the previous deductions, whether it was the back of the new world or how many years in the future, those strange scenes and people kept reminding him that this was not true, but this time, it was not the case.

Everything was pushed forward completely based on the actual time point. This time even made him doubt whether the deduction had started. The two memories were mixed, making him a little confused for a while.

It was confirmed that Hua Bei was still alive, which helped him successfully withdraw from the "story" to reality, and boil some hot water for himself. When the water just boiled, the phone rang and it was the video that Hua Bei opened. call.

When I clicked it on, a white "ghost face" appeared on the screen, which scared Cheng Lin.

After I look carefully, I can see that it is a mask.

In the picture, Hua Bei is wearing a loose pink-white pajamas, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and wiping her wet hair with a towel in the other. The light in the room is bright, and her arms are dazzling white and dizzy. Dyeing a little red, "Why are you looking for me?"

Putting the towel aside, Hua Bei blinked curiously and asked.

"...It's okay, just see if you go back smoothly...After all, I drank a lot..." Cheng Lin hastily made up an excuse that was not very smooth, and said.

Huabei, who was wearing a mask, was puzzled at first, and then said contemptuously: "You haven't drunk as much as one-tenth of mine."

Cheng Lin was embarrassed, and then he stubbornly dragged on a topic and said a few words, which made Hua Bei suspicious: "What on earth are you trying to say?"

"Um..." Cheng Lin coughed lightly and said with a serious face, "I mainly want to urge you to practice. I just have time right now. If you have any questions about spiritual practice, I can answer you. For example, for Spiritual The three practice methods of Qi micromanagement, how to construct the psychic field with the fewest steps, and how to maintain it in a complex environment..."

He said a long list in one breath, and the opposite Huabei listened carefully with her ears erected at first, but soon she fainted, the mask was about to collapse, and her two large eyes were completely blank.

"Do you understand?" Cheng Lin asked after he finished speaking.

Then I saw the girl on the other end of the video nodded vaguely, then came back to her senses and asked blankly: "What did you just say?"

"...It's okay, good night, go to bed early."

"Oh."

Cheng Lin was silent for a few seconds, said, and then hung up the video.

Then, he sighed helplessly.

"The rotten wood cannot be carved..."

After all, the scene in the deduction still brought him a great impact. The scene where Hua Bei died was also one of the scenes that impressed him extremely during the deduction. If possible, he really hopes to make Hua Bei stronger. But now it seems...this is an extremely difficult task.

It is difficult to turn over the salted fish, and the salted fish is too lazy to move... This is The Underworld level of difficulty.

"Forget it, it would be nice to let her salt the fish happily..."

Cheng Lin shook his head, thinking quietly.

As for the danger, as long as he himself becomes strong enough, he can completely become a big umbrella for Huabei to block the bitter wind and rain.

For Cheng Lin, if it is said that the reason why he entered the path of cultivation at first was to have enough self-protection ability in this gradually magical world, then now...there is one more reason for his efforts to become stronger.

Only if he is strong enough can he protect the people he wants to protect from harm.

After thinking about this, Cheng Lin stopped struggling, and simply meditated in the Lotus Position and began to practice.

Being strong doesn't happen overnight. After all, the "Silver Moon Cane" is just a bug item that exists in the deduction. In reality, there is no shortcut to any success. All Cheng Lin can do is to work harder, and then work harder.

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The night is getting darker, and the moon hangs high.

And under the same bright moon shining on a barren land thousands of kilometers away from the Ninth Institute of Spirituality, several urban youths just extinguished the bonfire in front of them, then greeted each other and got into their tents.

It is located in the northwestern part of Xia State. It is surrounded by desert except the Gobi. It is endless, only Populus euphratica stands silently, like a sentinel, with a great temperature difference between day and night.

Located in the center of the Tarim Basin, it is the largest desert in Xia and the second largest mobile desert in the world. The more formal name is "Taklimakan", "Take" means mountain, and "La Makan" translates to great desert. Compared to this name, it also has a well-known nickname: "The Sea of ​​Death".

The total area is 330,000 square kilometers, and it is more than 1,000 kilometers long from east to west. It has two highways that cross the desert, carrying local transactions and transportation, and also carrying the dreams of some literary and artistic youths.

Crossing the desert, it looks cool, attracting some people to come here and leave here every year.

Compared with taking the bus to and from, there are also a lot of people traveling by car. This is the case for this group of people. After night fell, these urban youths parked the car, picked up the dry poplar wood and made a fire. Spread the local special tablecloths on the sand, and then put the beautifully packaged foods brought over.

After dinner, the passion and excitement in the whole body were almost squandered, and they each yawned and went back to the tent.

Lie down but couldn't sleep, some started to swipe their phones, some chatted through the tent, and the organizer chatted with the team leader about the route for tomorrow.

"You can go back tomorrow, right?"

"Well, there are more than 100 kilometers of road left. Slowly drive, and it will be there."

"After this piece, I'm going to try that Internet celebrity shop, I don't know if it is as good as it is said."

"Go to sleep..."

Talking sporadically, and gradually, everyone fell asleep.

In this desolate desert, dim light and shadows gradually appeared. Some huge phantoms and strange creatures floated above the camp where they were camping, but they seemed to be blind to them.

It's like two parallel spaces overlapping each other. One side is the urban youth sleeping in a colorful tent, and the other is a weird look, the blurry light and shadow wandering all over the sky, and layers of ripples appear in the air. If you look down from a high altitude , It's like a big whirlpool.

No words for a night.

When the sun had just risen in the early morning of the next morning, those weird shadows disappeared, and replaced by desert mountains.

"Tear."

Pulling the zipper of the tent vigorously, the leader squinted his eyes and walked out with his faintly heavy head, stretched out in the morning light, and then subconsciously looked towards the road not far from the camp.

The next moment, the guide was stunned as if struck by lightning, and immediately, his loud shout rang from the camp.

"Projection! Appeared!!"

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