From Prisoner to Si Chen

After taking a short rest, Gilan sat up, his shirt already soaked with sweat.

He didn't expect that he could succeed in the difficult meditation method in just one try.

‘Could it be that my mysterious talent is actually very high, but I just don’t know it? Or am I more in tune with this meditation method? ’

Gillan couldn't help but guess.

He took a deep breath, picked up the red leather handkerchief again, and read the meditation method again.

There is actually no realm or level in the meditation method, but it is clearly stated that the level of proficiency determines the efficiency of tempering gnosis.

If a beginner can visualize "a stab", he or she has started.

The so-called "thorn" is the illusion that Jilan saw just now - a sharp thorn protruding from the black iron ball and piercing into the center of his eyebrows.

Through the pain of the soul, the gnosis is enhanced.

The more "thorns" the practitioner visualizes, the higher the efficiency of tempering his gnosis becomes. Of course, the pain will also increase.

Without hesitation, Ji Lan secretly said in his heart:

'gorgeous. ’

In his eyes, the lottery number "23" dropped to "13".

Jilan then realized that through meditation, he could visualize the "two thorns".

‘Not enough, not enough. ’

He was not satisfied.

'gorgeous! ’

The colored number "13" fell again and became "3".

At this time, Jilan's mastery of the "Iron Thorn Meditation Method" has reached a level that an ordinary practitioner can achieve in several years, "Three Thorns".

The practice of meditation is not limited to time and place, but it should not be practiced continuously, as it will cause harm to the brain and spirit.

Gilan suppressed the urge to meditate again and decided to go upstairs to rest.

But he had a hunch that the next time he practiced, the efficiency of tempering his gnosis would be three times that of before.

'If this continues, I will be able to officially read "Secret Book of the Iron" soon. ’

Ji Lan put away the red leather handkerchief, his eyes bright.

‘At that time, maybe you can also take advantage of the opportunity to embark on the “Road of the Fire Sword” and become a “spiritual mystic”! ’

Thinking of this, he was in high spirits.

After finishing everything, Gilan turned off the lights in the utility room, closed the door, and went straight upstairs.

However, he met someone in front of his room.

"Miss Seagull?" Gillan asked in confusion.

Under the dim light of the corridor, the young lady was sitting in front of his door, disheveled and with a confused look on her face.

She was holding a bottle of red wine she bought from nowhere, her cheeks were red and she smelled of alcohol.

"You're back after watching the movie..." Miss Seagull chuckled, raised her hand to push the messy hair behind her ears, her tone seemed to be mocking: "You would rather watch the movie by yourself than accompany me, why, you can't watch it" Fuck me?"

"You're drunk, go back to your room and rest."

Ji Lan frowned and said solemnly.

Miss Seagull didn't listen, and climbed up on her own, holding the wall with one hand and holding the wine bottle with the other. She bent over and stared at Gillan with a meaningful look.

The two sides were silent for a few seconds, and she said abruptly:

"Ghirlan Yiros, I know your secret."

Jilan's pupils shrank.

The first reaction in my heart is, has the trump card been exposed? !

The second reaction was, kill her!

Only dead people cannot reveal secrets!

However, Miss Seagull didn't seem to notice the murderous intent flashing in his eyes, or the movement of his slowly withdrawing his hand from his trouser pocket, and smiled to herself:

"I know your past, Mr. Gillan... You grew up in a slum, and you were involved in gangs. You were arrested and imprisoned for selling bootlegging alcohol, but you broke out of the siege and betrayed the gang leader and his gang. We killed all the gang members and finally took the real film from the police station to the recording session.”

"I admire you, even admire you."

Miss Seagull staggered forward and almost fell, but was supported by Jilan's hand.

Ji Lan's eyes flashed, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that there was a misunderstanding and the other party did not know his secret.

"Don't tell anyone about what happened that night, okay?"

Miss Seagull bit her lip, her tone suppressed and pleading.

Her mind flashed back to the marriage her father had imposed on her and the restraints she had been subject to since childhood, and an impulse of rebellion and venting emerged in her heart... So she brought her pretty face closer again, her eyes blurred and said:

"Tonight, I want to sleep in your...room."

"It seems you are quite drunk, Miss Seagull."

Ji Lan was originally going to say don't lose your temper here, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his tune.

He said in a deep voice, grabbing Miss Seagull's hand and preparing to pull her away, but the next second, the woman faintly fell into his arms.

"I'll count to three and get up by myself." Jilan frowned.

"three."

"two."

"one."

thump!

Gilan let go of his hand, and the gentle lady lay heavily on the ground.

The wine bottle in her hand rolled and spilled red wine all over the floor.

"Snoring..." Miss Seagull's messy short black hair stuck to her cheeks, her eyes closed, and she snored softly.

Apparently he had fallen asleep.

Ji Lan stayed in place for a while, and finally sighed.

He didn't know what exactly stimulated the woman, or whether it was just her nature, but after all, the woman had helped him and was also a member of the society. He finally bent down and hugged Miss Seagull.

Then, she climbed the wooden steps to the second floor, sent her back to her room No. 205, and placed her gently on the bed.

Ji Lan casually pulled the quilt and covered her body, not caring that the quilt covered her face, turned around, locked the door behind her, and left straight away.

Return to room "301" on the third floor.

Ji Lan was about to go to the bathroom to take a bath, but suddenly stopped.

'wrong! ’

He frowned and glanced around the room.

A feeling like a light on his back suddenly appeared, as if someone was staring at him!

But soon, Gillan discovered that this feeling of being stared at did not come from a dark place in the room, but from outside the apartment.

This is an inexplicable intuition that someone wants to harm him!

‘It’s because of the improvement of my gnosis that I have the ability to predict danger... No, no, this is some kind of mysterious locking and connection that touched my gnosis. ’

The thought flashed through Gillan's mind.

Before, he probably wouldn't have been able to notice it, but after being tempered by the meditation method, his gnosis has reached a new level and has become sharper.

The source of the mysterious connection was easily determined.

Bang!

He took a step forward and rushed to the window.

He turned sideways and hid in the shadows, peeking out the window at the street with half his face.

A hundred meters away, I saw a young man wearing a beret walking slowly along the road. He held a photo in his hand, raised his head and closed his eyes, as if he was sensing something as he walked.

It's like having a sleepwalking attack.

'It's him...' Jilan's eyes showed surprise. ‘There’s something wrong with this person. He can sense my presence and is coming for me! ’

At this moment, many speculations flashed through Gilan's mind, but in the end, he decided to take the initiative and never let the other party find this place.

Once the community apartment where he is hiding is exposed, it will be difficult for him to find a new shelter. Moreover, Mr. Stork still has a reel of film in his hand that he has not read. Gilan is not going to give up just like that.

‘Police station? The Lewis family? Or other forces? ’

Ji Lan's face gradually showed murderous intent.

‘Whoever wants to harm me should die! ’

bass!

He didn't wear a windbreaker, so he picked up his hat and opened the door. He walked downstairs like a gust of wind, then left the apartment and ran towards the other side of the street.

Ji Lan planned to lure the man away first, and then see what the other person's purpose was.

Once he finds out that the other person wants to harm him, he will kill him without hesitation.