At six o 'clock in the morning, Ou Jie came to pick up Ruan Lei. They were going to Zhengyi City to participate in the opening ceremony.
Hearing the voices, Chen Weizheng walked out of the door and greeted them. Looking at the pair of affectionate lovers, an ambiguous smile appeared on his face.
Liu Yi heard Chen Weizheng's words and also walked out. She walked to Chen Weizheng's side and affectionately held onto Chen Weizheng's arm.
Ruan Lei looked at Liu Yi and Chen Weizheng and also made a funny face. She followed Ou Jie and left. There was still a two-hour journey to Zhengwen City. Time was tight.
"Did Ruan Lei wake you up?" Chen Weizheng asked with concern.
"No, she came back quite early last night. She came back before eleven o 'clock. She also brought supper for Xiao Zhu and me." Liu Yi said.
"Since you're up, why don't we go to Huaxi's morning market?" Chen Weizheng said.
"Okay."
After closing the door, he let Xiao Song and Xiao Zhu continue to sleep. Chen Weizheng brought Liu Yi out of the hotel.
In the highland city, it was a bit cold in the morning and evening. It was refreshing and quiet, lazy and unhurried. This was a very suitable city for leisure. There was an artificial river next to the hotel. Both sides of the artificial river were lush green belts. There were tall green trees and low green grass. Many people who were doing morning exercises were doing all kinds of exercises in the open space between the green trees. Most of them were old people, but there were also some young people and children. A woman wearing a red outfit was practicing swordsmanship by the river. She was very professional and very beautiful. She was like moving clouds and flowing water. It made people have the urge to dance with her.
Liu Yi tightly held onto Chen Weizheng. The two of them did not speak. They were purely enjoying the scenery in front of them. As long as there were people, there would be scenery. People were the main factor in creating scenery. The predecessors did not lie to me!
The sky gradually brightened. The two of them slowly walked back to the hotel. Seeing Xiao Song and Xiao Zhu who had just woken up, Chen Weizheng suddenly realized that the person beside him was only five years older than them. She was still a child.
For breakfast, he chose Intestine Rice Noodles. When he first saw the Intestine Rice Noodles, he would feel the passion and boldness of the red. When he smelled it, he would have the desire to take it into his stomach. When he picked it up with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, the spicy taste would make him sweat immediately. When they were sweating and their tongue was Life's Day, they would feel that it was hot, spicy and fragrant noodles. In the end, even the broth would feel that it was delicious...
... and a's's store's opening.'s store's's was smoothly and successful. It could be seen from Ou's's and's's's's's's's. was happy's's's's.. '' ''s's.... He told Chen Weizheng to wait for a while. He had already arranged for them to visit Bo's Mansion together.
When they arrived at Bo's Mansion, they found that the design was quite exquisite. There were blue brick pillars, carved doors and windows, corner stairs, and a spacious corridor.
From afar, Bo's Mansion was especially bright, especially within a three-meter radius. It was a holy light that washed away all the darkness and haze. At this time, a line of words suddenly appeared in Chen Weizheng's mind. "This is psychokinesis." It was the screen that directly displayed the words in his consciousness. He knew that this was the ability to control space further. With the improvement of space control, the ability to communicate with space also became much easier. He could communicate with space anytime and anywhere. More often than not, Chen Weizheng would ask the screen for advice on various problems. The screen was a good teacher. As long as it could say something, it would teach Chen Weizheng in detail. Sometimes, it would even take the initiative to express some new things.
"Generally, when people enter places of worship, such as temples, halls, memorial halls, etc., these people will have a kind of faith or a kind of reverence. This kind of reverence will form a kind of spiritual power. This kind of spiritual power will accumulate over time and the number of people, and it will become a kind of psychokinesis. This kind of psychokinesis is an important method used by these places to resist the invasion of other external spiritual powers. "For example, this mansion in front of you. For decades, people who visit this mansion will have a kind of worship mentality. Unconsciously, their bodies, words, and consciousness will gather together to leave their respect and wishes here. Over time, this will form a kind of strong psychokinesis in this mansion. This kind of psychokinesis will appear as a kind of holy light to people with discerning eyes. Everyone who enters will be cleansed by the holy light. In fact, they will be controlled and influenced by the psychokinesis, so that the people who enter will not have a spiritual existence that is contrary to the psychokinesis. Therefore, when visiting this kind of place, it is best to maintain a mentality that is consistent with the holy light. If you have other thoughts, it is best not to enter, otherwise it will cause harm to your body, "the screen said.
Chen Weizheng nodded, collected all his thoughts, and solemnly walked through the door.
Everyone had a respect for history, respect for the pioneers, and respect for the difficult journey, and they were led by the tour guide.
"There is a strong spirit that wants to express its goodwill to you and communicate with you," the screen said.
"How do we communicate?" Chen Weizheng wanted to communicate with other spirits and learn more about the unknown world.
"He agrees to enter the space. In the space, he can communicate with you through your mind. "
Chen Weizheng agreed, and soon, an old voice sounded in his mind. "Hello, young man."
"Hello, old man."
"I have been here for almost eighty years, and this is the first time I have been able to communicate with a normal person. Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Deng, and my name is Deng Zhongsheng. I died here in 1935. Because I was in a high position in the military, and because I was given a posthumous ribbon, the otherworldly law enforcement did not dare to arrest me. Therefore, I was able to stay here. After that, the telekinesis of the mansion became stronger and stronger. Ordinary spirits did not dare to approach, and so the mansion became my home, "the spirit said.
"Are you the only spirit in the mansion?" Chen Weizheng was curious.
"No, there are many, but not many have what I have," the spirit said.
"What do you need to have?"
"First of all, you need to retain a complete consciousness, not a partial remnant of your consciousness. Then, you need to not be harmed by other spirits over the years. Most importantly, you need to exist in this world and not be brought to another world." The spirit probably hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, so when it spoke, it didn't stop talking.
"Senior, I have to make a long story short. Our group has already finished their tour and is preparing to leave the residence. We want to bid you farewell." Chen Weizheng said.
"No, I want to stay in your space for a while. I don't know if I can get permission from the owner of the space," the spirit said.
"No problem. You are a senior, and I have nothing but respect for you. I will follow your request." Chen Weizheng was very respectful.
"Are you going to travel to other places?" Deng Zhongsheng asked. "We are going to an ancient battlefield, and we want to pay our respects. After all, our generation has been taught to respect the martyrs. Since we are here, we can't bear not to mourn, "Chen Weizheng said.
When they arrived at the ancient battlefield, Deng Zhongsheng said sadly in the space, "I know this place. There was a big battle eighty years ago, and there are still many spirits here."
Chen Weizheng said, "I remember there is a poem that is one of my favorite. It is generous, sad, and magnificent. I like the author's calmness and magnanimity in the face of failure and difficulties. When I saw this place, I thought of this poem." Then, he softly recited a poem, "The wind is strong in the west, the sky is full of wild geese, the frosty morning moon. The frosty morning moon, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of horns. The mighty pass is like iron, and now I am crossing it from the beginning. Crossing it from the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood. "
Deng Zhongsheng, who was in the space, repeatedly recited the words, "The mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood." He was filled with emotion. She begged Chen Weizheng, "If possible, can you put these poor souls into the space? It's much better than drinking the wind and drinking the dew, being exposed to the sun and rain here."
"What kind of people are the spirits here?" Chen Weizheng asked.
"There was a big battle eighty years ago, and there were spirits on both sides. It is impossible to distinguish them, and there are a few who have relatively complete consciousness. You can put them in, and I will slowly ask them. "The spirit said sadly.
Chen Weizheng moved the Soul Summoning Banner out of the space and hung it below the memorial hall. Deng Zhongsheng gathered the scattered spirits on the Soul Summoning Banner. After a while, Chen Weizheng found an opportunity to put the banner into the space.
The fluctuation of the spirits attracted Liu Songzhao's attention. He approached Chen Weizheng and asked, "Cousin, I found that there is a change in the air in this place. Am I being paranoid?"
Chen Weizheng was very surprised by Liu Songzhao's performance. He did not expect Liu Songzhao to improve so quickly. Maybe it was the effect of directly absorbing the spirit energy last night. Chen Weizheng felt that Liu Songzhao was still young, and should not have come into contact with things like spirits too early. He did not want to lie and mislead him, so he said, "It's not that you are paranoid. Your feeling is right, and I feel it too. Often, in places where these beliefs are concentrated, there will be some consciousness. These consciousness sometimes appear in the form of a superpower. It is like this here, and it is also like this in some temples and churches. Ordinary people can't feel it, but you have learned breathing, and your senses are more sensitive, so you can feel it. "
Liu Songzhao nodded as if he understood and did not ask further.
After leaving the scenic spot, the group turned back to Flower Creek. Seeing that it was still early, Chen Weizheng decided to go directly to Yun Du and stay in Yun Du that night. The next day, after going to Xiao Jiuzhai, they would go directly back to Gu Yi City.
Ou Jie was preparing to attend the opening ceremony of the Yun Du store the next day, so he happily went along.
That night, Chen Weizheng came to the space and met with Deng Zhongsheng.
Deng Zhongsheng's appearance was not old. Maybe it was because his spirit body did not grow. He was not tall, about 1.7 meters, very thin, with no flesh on his cheeks and protruding eyes. Although his body was not very transparent, it was still a light white. Surprisingly, he was wearing a shirt. It was a shirt that was very unfitting. There was neither a waist nor shoulder pads, and the four pockets looked more like four patches. The shirt hung on his thin body. It was more like a robe than a shirt. This senior looked 30% like a human, 70% like a ghost, and very much like a beggar.
Chen Weizheng was sizing up Deng Zhongsheng. Deng Zhongsheng had seen Chen Weizheng in the mansion before. When he saw Chen Weizheng's gaze, he smiled and greeted Chen Weizheng.
"I can see that your body is very weak." Chen Weizheng said.
"I'm considered good." Deng Zhongsheng pointed at the green Soul Summoning Banner and said, "These are even worse off than me. There are only a total of four consciousnesses that have developed relatively fully. The rest are scattered spirits. Even those four, because their bodies are too weak, they have to stay in the banner for a few days before they can come out to meet people."
"How can this be? Don't you have ingots and candles to eat? "Chen Weizheng asked.
"When did you go to the memorial hall to burn ingots and candles?" Deng Zhongsheng asked.
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