Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen
Because Shi Yi hoped that the monster thief could prove his identity with his strength, he had a dream. Because he had a dream, Ye Bei had a happy battle. The young man obviously did not realize that the content of his dream was true, and he really killed someone in the dream.
"Did you know that many monster thieves have been killed recently?" Ye Bei asked seriously, his eyes trying to penetrate the boy's sincerity.
Shi Yi shook his head blankly. He only knew that there were many imitators because this was on the news, and there was no large-scale report on the killing of imitators, so he didn't know.
"Tell me about your dreams, what have you dreamed of, how did those imitators in the dream be punished?"
Shi Yi looked at Ye Bei and seemed to realize something. Although he had not yet linked dreams with reality, he already felt something was related: "In the dream, there will be a headless boxer who teaches those fake monster thieves a lesson. None of the fakes are his opponents. Only the real monster thieves have the strength to block the headless boxer's attack."
Ye Bei and the other two looked at each other. This basically confirmed that Shi Yi and Xing Tian Mengzhi had something to do. Unfortunately, they might never know why this happened.
The question now is whether he will continue to hurt others.
"When did you start dreaming of headless boxers?" Lu Ruqi also began to ask.
"It was about half a year ago, during the time when my elder brother passed away." Shi Yi realized something now: "Does those victimized imitators have something to do with my dreams?" This is too strange: "Dreams are all fake, how could they hurt others?" His expression was a little broken, and now he needs comfort in great detail.
"Don't be nervous first. This matter is more related to your brother than to say it has something to do with you. Did your brother have any religious beliefs or any hobbies before his death?" Ye Bei asked.
"No." Shi Yi shook his head: "No, my brother doesn't believe in God and has no hobbies. He just likes boxing and practices boxing all day long." "Is the headless boxer in my dream my eldest brother?"
"Maybe, to be honest, if I hadn't experienced it myself last night, I would have had no idea that the boxer in my dream would have appeared in reality."
Shi Yi lowered his head and murmured to himself: "It must be my brother who is worried about me alone. I am always careless. He must be to protect me and he is unwilling to ascend to heaven after his death." "But where is my brother's head?"
No one can answer him.
"This matter itself is too strange. Even professionals like Miss Lu can't solve it. Now I can only hope that the boxer in your dream will not come out casually after being defeated." "And you must also restrain your emotions in the future. You can't think of revenge just because you don't like it. I think your brother has never taught you to solve problems with violence." Xing Tian Mengzhi may be his brother, but what drives Xing Tian Mengzhi is Shi Yi's emotions. Ye Bei thinks this way, there is no harm in controlling emotions anyway.
The boy nodded silently, obviously being hit.
"Be strong." Ye Bei patted the shoulders of fear of the other party: "You can continue to rest."
The three of them left the room and stopped talking for a while.
In another room, Huang Yanan saw through the window and found the eyes of the three of them. He immediately lowered his head and continued to work, proofreading Lu Ruqi's folk investigation on marriage after his death.
Lu Ruqi always likes to record papers about gods and ghosts. He used to be a sacrifice for living people, but now he is a marriage between the underworld. He also has to write a ghost festival afterwards. Anyway, it is inseparable from these dark customs.
Huang Yanan would record the experiences and stories in the courtyard every day and hand them over to the people of the Secret Bureau. Gradually, she found that the courtyard was indeed strange. There would always be a faint pungent smell in the courtyard full of rockery in the east, and occasionally there would be strange noises.
Of course, she did not record these, because the Secret Service wanted to know the news about three residents. It was normal for three residents. Ye Bei and Qin Ying either went to work or wrote paintings at home, and Lu Ruqiu even kept writing folk articles without leaving home every day. These three people all had their own work content, and there was no weirdness. However, the Secret Service was persistent and still asked Huang Yanan to continue reporting every day.
"What would happen if the cultivation sect discovered this situation in the past?" Ye Bei had no choice but to seek his previous experience.
Lu Ruqiu said there was a way: "Card it, but his dreaming ability is obviously not solved by confinement. In the dream, he could actually find the position of the imitator accurately, which means that as long as he dreamed, he could not escape. There was another way, that is, practice, strengthen the state of mind through practice, and help him control his strength." Of course, there was another choice in the end, that was to kill, but Lu Ruqiu knew that Ye Bei and Qin Ying were not that kind of people, so he simply stopped talking.
"It seems that we can only teach him Qigong." Ye Bei decided without thinking: "But we both have not practiced and understood it ourselves, so we are afraid we can't teach him anymore, otherwise..."
Lu Ruqiu found Ye Bei was hitting her attention and immediately shook her head: "I can't accept disciples. Although you two are limited in strength, you can accept disciples on behalf of your master and let him be your junior brother. It is also a way to make progress together when you teach your masters."
Qin Ying said: "Okay." She also hoped that her master would grow.
"Then let it be settled." He couldn't report to the official, but he couldn't let it go, so he could only teach Shi Yi to master the power himself.
The case of the headless killer is about to become a unsolved case, because no matter how the police and the church cooperate, the implementation of the bait plan was not successful, and the headless killer never appeared again. Obviously, Shi Yi was satisfied because he had found the real monster thief and he would not worry about imitators.
By dusk, Shi Yi's body had recovered some strength. Ye Bei told him about the Qigong master and hoped that he could join the master.
"Qigong Master? I used to hear from my elder brother that there are magical Qigong Masters in Tonghai City, who can beat ten of them at one time. Are you actually Qigong Masters?" The amount of information Shi Yi received this day was really too large.
"Yes, we are qigong masters, but this is a secret. I tell you all this. I hope to help you control your dreams through cultivation." Ye Bei said: "So you are willing to become our junior brother?"
"I do!" Shi Yi was willing to do it with one hundred willing, and he raised his hands.
There is no red tape for the old scholar to accept disciples. Ye Bei just gave a cup of apprenticeship tea, so Shi Yi only needed to make the point.
"Senior sister, senior brother is here, please have tea." Shi Yi said respectfully, without any false intentions.
"After practicing Qigong, you must never reveal your secrets."
"I know there is the "Abandoned Merit Order"." Shi Yi nodded: "I will never reveal it. I will definitely practice hard to control my dreams as soon as possible and no longer let my brother hurt people."
Chapter completed!