Chapter 249 The God-Blessed One of Olida Mara (Repair)
"Ding dong..."
The mobile phone placed on the table rang. According to this time period, it should be the daily push hotspot of a certain Squirrel browser.
After hearing the phone ringing, Yi Qiu, who was enjoying the honey and divine berries obtained from the Necromancer team copy space as dessert and bamboo leaf tea as a drink, thought of this for the first time.
judge.
By fusing the mind flayer's bloodline material, his brain grooves are no longer as smooth as they were before.
Yi Qiu casually took the phone over and took a look, only to see a new hot message displayed at the top of the screen: "Shocking! An office worker accidentally won a huge bonus of 5 million and quit his job in an instant to scold the boss for showing off his glory, but the next day he was
He found out that the lottery ticket was fake and wanted to commit suicide.”
Even if there is no yellow squirrel in front, based on this style, we can roughly determine the editor of this hot information.
Yi Qiu casually clicked on the hot information, and a picture slowly refreshed. In the picture, a vague figure was standing on the rooftop of an old apartment building. Below were a crowd of onlookers and lifeguards negotiating nervously.
Although he was just looking at the pictures, Yi Qiu could still feel the pain, hesitation and despair in his heart.
Maybe he is just an ordinary person who is busy between work and family, going through the cycle of reincarnation day after day in ordinary days.
He may be depressed by his boss at the company, and occasionally complain by his wife at home. His son's crying and studying also consume him.
But a conspiracy or just a prank caused his life to take a turn. He took a sharp turn on a path with an end in sight and rushed into an unknown swamp.
He was separated from the cold life like mechanical parts, but faced an even more biting frost.
Maybe after angrily scolding his boss, he went home happily and shared the joy with his wife and family.
As a result, when I woke up the next day, it was not sunny, but farce-like thunder.
The so-called despair is mostly like this.
As Yi Qiu's meditation practice continues to deepen, his perception of the intense emotions of intelligent creatures is no longer just what he sees in his field of vision.
Yi Qiu was able to learn the general direction of the emotional fluctuations in the hearts of some of the people involved from the words written by intelligent creatures whose hearts were filled with emotions like turbulent waves, as well as the recorded images and pictures.
This is a not uncommon ability for all psionic classes.
In fact, except for some professions that focus on the study of psychic interference in the material world and the strengthening of limbs, most psychic professions can choose to learn this ability.
In this regard, Qi, which is the intertwining of life energy and spirituality, did not appear to be too unique in the early stages.
However, as the monks continue to meditate and practice, Qi will increasingly show that it is completely different from ordinary spiritual energy, that is, it is not pure spiritual energy, but also mixed with a part of life energy.
The source of Qi that is different from the birth of ordinary spiritual energy makes Qi appear more inert in terms of spiritual energy, making it difficult to interfere with the material world.
In a sense, this is also the reason why monks have not done much research on attack methods such as Turtle Brand Qigong and Adogan.
Because this is contrary to the nature of Qi.
Although a large amount of energy can be consumed to perform such an attack, it is actually a huge waste.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and then casually slid the hot information to the end. It was a short video. The man who committed suicide was holding his wife downstairs and crying bitterly.
Among the people watching around, some were taking photos and some were whispering. It seemed like a noisy scene, but it was actually an isolated island.
But his wife has been comforting him softly, blocking the eyes of the outside world behind her.
The so-called companionship is mostly like this.
Yi Qiu looked at the picture, and he felt that the back of a girl in the crowd looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he did not have a clear memory.
But Yi Qiu didn't hesitate and turned off the phone directly.
Maybe, it’s not necessarily true that we were honest with each other in yesterday’s environment...
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"Why are you doing this!" Yingyi looked at Avya angrily and said.
"Well, why are you so serious? Come and have an ice cream." Avya took out a Turkish ice cream from her back like magic and handed it to Yingyi's mouth.
Yingyi turned her head away, still looking angry.
"Don't worry, I have prepared some magic." Avya shrugged and said.
It's just useless. If he jumps from a dozen floors to treat minor injuries, it will make his death more dignified...
Avya secretly added in her heart.
As the favored one of Olidamara, she is an absolute chaos camp.
There is no concept of good or evil in her heart, and the meaning of all actions is just because she finds it interesting.
Even if the man died because of her prank, she would be a little depressed at most.
Not because of the man's death, but because of her failed prank.
With Ollidamara's favor, Avya felt more and more disgusted with those who drew a circle with a so-called rule and then locked themselves tightly inside it.
She didn't care about the negative impact her behavior would have on those people, she just found it interesting.
And Yingyi is a person who makes Avya find it interesting.
During the day, she behaves like other people who work repetitively, but at night, she behaves like another self that is more real, but as if she is an illusion.
Because of Olidamara's favor, Avya can smell the scent of those souls that make her feel interesting. The scent of Yingyi is like licorice with a hint of sweetness.
And those who made her feel boring exuded a disgusting stench that was unbearable for her.
"And don't you see that he is very happy now?"
Avya pointed at the man in the distance who was hugging his wife tightly and said.
"The more intense the pain you endure, the more mellow sweetness you can enjoy... What do you think, my sweetheart?"
Avya took a small bite of the ice cream, then picked up Yingyi and fed the ice cream to her with her mouth while the uncle next to her looked at her in horror.
"Well……"
Yingyi tried to struggle, but obviously she couldn't resist Avya, who was already a favored one by the gods, so she could only choose to perish...
At this time, a cunning light flashed from the corner of Avya's eyes...
It’s strange, it’s okay if others bear the painful bee venom, she only needs to enjoy the sweet honey...