He Yueyin changed his title, further showing the end of the operation, and explained to Ronan: "Different mission objectives require different mission arrangements and different execution personnel. The team we used to deal with Jack is not suitable for dealing with the human-faced spider.
And the strong person behind it. At the same time, the association has roughly locked the identity of the other party, and there will be follow-up measures to deal with it."
But there is currently no…
Ronan also knew that he should not put his fellow members of the association in danger for his own selfish interests, and the existence of the magic talisman was definitely not suitable to be disclosed to the outside world. In the final analysis, he still had to find a solution on his own.
"I understand, I'll go back right away."
After confirming that Morun would not leave for a while, Ronan ordered Mo Mo to return.
Unexpectedly, He Yueyin's next words were: "Mr. Bai is here, just in time to check on the situation of the soul."
Ronan almost knocked Mo Mo head-first into the clock tower.
When they contacted each other in the fighting arena, Ronan didn't take it seriously when He Yueyin mentioned Mr. Bai, but now the feeling is different.
Although Mr. Bai was extremely passive when facing Morun later, on the spiritual level, his mist-like penetration method was extremely subtle. I am afraid that the situation of ink cannot be hidden from others.
The "out-of-body" thing, it's okay if it's really revealed, but it's always embarrassing to expose it after going through it for so long.
Ronan really didn't have a good solution, he could only take it one step at a time.
While talking, He Yueyin and others began to clean up the battlefield. Although the process was a bit tortuous, all the personnel involved in the operation escaped unscathed, and the atmosphere was still relatively relaxed.
Ruiwen, who was injured and unconscious, has been carried into a prepared field ambulance for emergency treatment to reduce radiation damage.
On the other side, Jack's body was also brought back, and a group of people gathered around to study it. It was said to be a corpse, but it was actually the exoskeleton armor of the Deep Blue Walker. At this time, it was a mess both inside and outside. All kinds of human tissue remained.
, the destroyed parts feel like a pile of rubbish, and the strength of the previous battle with the blasting rock and the giant arm cannot be seen at all.
At this time, the sound of flapping wings was heard, and the ink flapped its wings and passed through the window of the abandoned floor. Compared with its kind, its huge size and astonishing speed were quite eye-catching, attracting the people who were cleaning the battlefield to look up at it.
Mr. Bai, who had been recuperating his energy, raised his head without saying a word. His thoughts, like light smoke, spread out from the depths of the void and locked onto the crow.
Ronan hurriedly let the ink fall to the ground where Mr. Bai was sitting, and at the same time greeted through his six ears: "Hello, Mr. Bai, please excuse me."
He felt like a patient seeking medical treatment, and Mr. Bai was the doctor with profound medical skills.
Mr. Bai grinned. This little old man, who was famous for his "dream technique", always seemed to be in a sleepy state. He was sitting on the ground with his back hunched, as if he might take a nap at any time.
However, under Mr. Bai's half-closed eyelids, his eyes were very bright. Together with the haze that filled the spiritual level, it covered Mo Mo's body, and he soon said "um".
Earlier, He Yueyin and Bao Yan both walked over and kept a distance so as not to interfere with Mr. Bai's observation.
Seeing Mr. Bai's reaction, Baoyan, who was the first to make the judgment of "spiritual possession", couldn't help but ask: "How is it? Is it a spirit possession or a soul?"
"I haven't noticed it yet." Mr. Bai confessed, and immediately followed with praise, "It's different from what I thought before. Ronaldinho's approach is very reasonable. He has strict laws and self-regulation. Not bad, not bad!"
Ronan did not hide anything. In the eyes of an ability user of Mr. Bai's level, as long as he pays careful attention, it is impossible to miss the faintly luminous graphic structure covered by the black feathers of the crow.
After being reminded by him, He Yueyin and Bao Yan also discovered this situation one after another.
He Yueyin hesitated for a moment and then said: "...Format?"
Thank you for swallowing the "prototype".
Ronan secretly lamented that Yan Hong's "archetypal format theory" was indeed deeply ingrained among Burners, including those with abilities, and could not be reversed in a short while.
Baoyan scratched his head and said: "It didn't seem like this graphic existed at first, but later when I was rushing here, I saw it."
Ronan hurriedly explained: "What I just realized not long ago is mainly to regulate the state."
He Yueyin set the tone with one sentence: "Is this dangerous?"
"Normally speaking, the more regulations there are, the lower the risk, but we should not jump to conclusions lightly."
After saying that, Mr. Bai stood up straight away: "Well, the matter here is almost over. I have nothing to do, so I will go to the hospital with Ronaldinho for an interview and take a look. It's better than anything else."
He Yueyin said: "That's the best. I'll arrange the car."
Even though Mr. Bai looked relaxed and relaxed, once he took action, he was really resolute. Coupled with He Yueyin, who was bright and straightforward, Ronan didn't have time to express too much before he was taken on a flying car to Ren'ai Hospital in Xiacheng.
It doesn't matter anything else. The only thing that worries Ronan is that the distance between him and the magic talisman is getting farther and farther. Fortunately, so far, the connection between the two parties is still stable and secret.
Along the way, Mr. Bai asked Ronan many questions, mainly about details such as how to establish a relationship with the crow and how to control it.
As soon as Ronan saw that there was a way, he took the initiative to talk about the origin of the ink, and half-truthfully said: "At that time, I sensed the ink, locked it, and then I felt like my soul was out of the body..."
This is to prepare an ambush for possible exposure later.
However, Mr. Bai obviously didn't think much about it, and he burst into laughter when he heard this: "Soul leaving the body? Young people, don't be too ambitious. You haven't awakened yet. Even if you can go out for a short while, you will be blown away in the blink of an eye -
That’s a soul that’s gone to pieces, there’s no way we can save it!”
"So dangerous?"
"From ancient times to the present, the price has been heavy." Mr. Bai shook his head and sighed, "In our ancestors, there were many taboos about souls leaving the body and calling out the Yin Shen. If you do it rashly, most of them will not end well. Since you have
With this feeling, in the future, you might as well read more Taoist texts compiled and revised by the association, and have some reference and discard them."
"I remembered."
Ronan finally understood why neither Baoyan, He Yueyin nor Mr. Bai thought about souls leaving the body. Because they all considered common sense and never thought that Ronan had a "magic talisman" in his hand.
"This kind of external fuel tank can provide long-term endurance service.
While Ronan was communicating with Mr. Bai, Ronan's soul body arrived at Xiacheng Renai Hospital half a step ahead of schedule with ghostly speed.
Using only ink, a crow, to try to get Ronan back to consciousness was undoubtedly a trick. In order to avoid embarrassment, Ronan had to solve the problem first.
Relying on the subtle connection with the main body, without having to specifically sense it, Ronan's mind moved, and his soul returned to the main body.
At this moment, the spiritual level and the material level intersect, just like a stone dropped from a height, the "boom" sound vibrates, causing circles of ripples.
Amidst the waves that penetrated his body, Ronan opened his eyes, stared at the monotonous patterned ceiling of the hospital, and grinned, but then his expression froze.
At the last moment, Ronan's eyebrows were in sharp pain, and the thin layer of skin on his forehead cracked a small opening, and blood was pouring out from it.