When Wen Xu came out of the space, it was already half past eleven in the evening.
She secretly said, "Oh no!"
I handed in my homework on the first day. I had no experience. I had been in space for too long and almost forgot about it.
Wen Xu quickly scanned the handwritten reading notes into text with his mobile phone. After checking the formatting, he quickly sent it to Lin Pinzun.
I don’t know if Lin Pinzun was waiting for Wen Xu’s reading notes, or if he was just a night owl. About three seconds after Wen Xu’s message was sent, Lin Pinzun sent an “OK” expression.
It's so late and talking too much will affect the other person's rest.
Besides, they were not very familiar with each other after all, so they had to have some sense of boundaries. Thinking like this, Wen Xu didn't say anything more. After saying thank you, he said directly: "Good night."
Soon, the other person also said "good night" to me.
Seeing this, Wen Xu put down his phone and went to wash up with peace of mind.
At this point in time, Xu Xu's father was already snoring loudly, while Xu Xu's mother was still watching videos on a short video website.
Hearing the sound of Wen Xu washing up, the sound of Xu Xu's mother scrolling through short videos soon disappeared. However, Wen Xu's consciousness, which could not be put away freely, told her that Xu Xu's mother had put down her phone to sleep.
Put your phone into silent mode, and then continue to browse your phone!
Wen Xu shook his head, once again having the illusion that he had swapped identities with his parents.
This can't go on like this.
You have to think of a way.
Wen Xu walked back to the room thoughtfully and sat on the bed.
Whether it's her consciousness or the aura shield around her, she doesn't deny that these are good things, but if they can't be controlled freely, they will still cause some trouble.
For example, today, Wen Xu, who was unable to put away the aura shield around him, did not have the courage to take the soul-detecting stick handed to him by Lin Pinzun.
For example, just now, she had no intention of spying on whether Xu Xu's mother stayed up late at night and kept scrolling with her cell phone. But the fact was that she just "saw" it.
This is not good.
Just like what Master Hu said at that time: Are you polite?
Really rude.
Wen Xu closed the door and window and stepped into the space.
Whether it is the aura mask or spiritual consciousness, they are all brought directly or indirectly by space. Wen Xu knows that if he wants to find the answer to the question, he must also look for it in space.
There was enough spiritual energy in the space. After Wen Xu practiced the "Qi-Yining Jue" for a while, and then concentrated on controlling the spiritual energy shield and spiritual consciousness, she found that it was indeed effective.
But just like she had tried countless times before, the effect was minimal.
"Isn't there a faster way?" Wen Xu asked.
She seemed to be talking to herself, but Wen Xu had a feeling that she was not the only one in this space.
Although, Wen Xu had never seen the other "person" in his true form.
Wen Xu's eyes fell on the mountaintops surrounding the space, or to be precise, on the wall of air on the top of the mountain.
Wen Xu climbed up the mountain. She stood in front of the air wall and reached out to touch it.
and soft feel.
If he hadn't touched it with his own hands, it would be hard for Wen Xu to imagine that this wall of air, like frosted glass, was not cold, but like warm jelly, bouncing around.
Wen Xu has not forgotten how the "Qi-Yin Jue" and the enhanced version of the Cleansing Technique appeared. She believes that there must be another existence in the space.
With the mentality of giving it a try, Wen Xu took out the brush again and began to write on the air wall:
"Excuse me, how can I freely control the spiritual energy shield on my body?"
"Excuse me, how can I freely control my consciousness?"
Wen Xu believes that divine consciousness has limits, but does not believe that divine consciousness cannot be put away.
Just like ears, people can choose to listen carefully, or they can choose not to listen. Although they cannot just close their eyes like eyes, people have hands and can cover their ears.
If you feel tired from raising your hands, you can also wear noise-canceling headphones.
What about divine consciousness?
If she wants to cover her consciousness, where should she cover it? Tianling Gai?
Just when Wen Xu was running through random thoughts in his mind, the air wall finally moved.
Wen Xu saw that the air wall was slightly distorted for a while. The words she wrote on the air wall had disappeared, and the words she left behind were slowly forming new words.
"Does the novice protection period end?"
Wen Xu was shocked and looked at the words formed in front of him.
You can actually have a conversation!
Wen Xu immediately picked up the pen again and wrote: "Excuse me, are you the system?"
The air wall did not respond, and Wen Xu continued to write: "Excuse me, do you have a trading mall?"
The air wall still doesn't respond.
It seems that you must answer the previous question before you can continue to ask.
Will the novice protection period end?
Wen Xu hesitated slightly. There was no benefit in ending the novice protection period, but by ending the novice protection period, the novice protection would inevitably be lost.
Wen Xu thought seriously for five minutes, then solemnly raised his hand, "It's over."
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When you get busy, time flies by.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Xu had been an auditor for a week.
It was another new Monday, and Wen Xu was riding her bicycle, walking through Dingcheng University.
This time, she was going to attend Lin Pinzun's class.
In addition to being a spirit detector at Lingzhi Institute, Lin Pinzun is also a teacher at Dingcheng University and needs to teach undergraduate students.
When Wen Xu arrived at the classroom, it was still early. The front and back rows of the lecture theater were already filled with people. There were either people or books and bottles at the window seats on both sides.
The existence of these things, such as the pencil case, means that this seat already belongs to it.
What's even more exaggerated is that there is actually a stone on the table.
Wen Xu's eyes were inevitably attracted to the small stone, so she simply sat down in the row behind the stone.
Wen Xu wanted to see who was so outrageous that he used stones to occupy seats.
But the class had passed, and no one came to the seat occupied by the small stone.
Maybe this stone is not used to occupy a seat. Maybe it is a small stone left over from some exam.
Wen Xu returned her eyes to the book. She did not continue to pay attention to the little stone.
Lin Pinzun stood on the podium, his eyes sometimes falling on Wen Xu sitting in the middle of the classroom, and his eyes sometimes overflowed with a little joy.
Obviously, Wen Xu's performance made him very satisfied.
The person who heard the preface held a pen and sometimes recorded something on the paper. If Lin Pinzun, who was standing on the podium explaining the course content, came down and took a look, I am afraid that the joy just now would dissipate like clouds in front of his eyes.
Wen Xu, are you listening carefully to the lecture?
Yes, but not completely focused.
The things under the tip of her pen are twists and turns, like drawing symbols, as if they were drawn casually at will, and they are nothing and nothing can be seen.