I arrived in a quiet space, but in addition to the lack of sound, everything around me was constantly flowing. It was like standing by a lake with no trace of people. The sound had disappeared from the world, but the lake water was still flowing.
The clouds in the sky are constantly changing their shapes. Everything is so ethereal, and everything changes so quickly. It makes people feel that the whole world has become flat and quiet, but it is also like a sand painting with constantly changing styles.
, I don’t know if everything is still, or if everything is changing too fast, and I seem to be a bystander in it.
Suddenly, another bystander came into the painting, and a friendly message came from the familiar frequency field: Wanjun, we meet again. That is Chiyoko's frequency field. So, according to the previous agreement with Sayaka, I started to oscillate the medium frequency field.
field and began to establish a magnetized field. I conveyed the message to Chiyoko: No, to be precise, we are meeting again. We are only communicating in the frequency field, and our bodies have not actually met yet.
Chiyoko's message came again: Yes, although we have not met, this is the real soul exchange, which is more frank. There is no mask of nothingness. This is the pure world. I think it is very real. What do you think?
I thought about it and sent her a message: But our goal is to return to the tangible world of sentient beings in a pure form, which seems a bit ironic.
Chiyoko’s message: I just don’t know in which realm Plato’s consciousness is reflected. After we succeed, we can try to find him and see what he thinks about it, haha. It’s fun to think about it. Chiyoko actually still
I would like to meet this idealist philosopher. However, I am not interested in this. My only concern is to get the current things done.
I urged Chiyoko: Don’t worry about where Plato is now, build his kingdom of justice. It’s time for you to start the resonance of the mid-frequency in the frequency field. Follow my spectrum and adjust slowly, but be careful about the mutual modulation between our frequency fields.
question.
Chiyoko responded: I see, you don’t need to teach me this. I am a third-level broker, and you are only a level one, and you have just obtained it. You still have to learn many things from me, kid. Chiyoko really has a bit of face.
Nor does she have the typical airs of a wealthy daughter.
I had no choice but to make a humble gesture: Well, you are a senior, and I will sincerely ask you for advice after I return to that vulgar world. I admit that her brokerage status is indeed higher than mine.
But Chiyoko didn't seem to appreciate it: "Hey, senior, you talk like I'm old, it's really uneducated. However, it's true that I have more experience than you. For example, the time I subdued the Leeds Fish."
Regarding Chiyoko's ungratefulness, I started to fight back: OK, I'm just a common person. However, I don't really agree with what you said about the issue of age. Because it is a matter of physical age. The two of us are in this state now.
, it doesn’t matter the age, the conscious body only has the problem of frequency field, right?
Chiyoko still had a stubborn attitude: You are just changing the concept, it is boring. No matter how you argue, you must apologize for the nonsense you just said about me, immediately, immediately.
I don't apologize easily, not to mention that I was not wrong, so I started to retort: I think that is right, there is no need to apologize. On the contrary, you, now in a purely mental state, still want to do those tangible things
The vulgar things of the world. If you really find Mr. Plato, what do you think he will say about you?
Chiyoko began to act like a pioneer: Let me remind you, there is now a new frequency source quality injected. Please pay attention to the frequency conversion, I am really a rookie. It is really worrying and regrettable that I need you to help me coordinate the frequency field and mid-frequency.
I also reminded Chiyoko: I have started to change the frequency. I also remind you that my frequency conversion cycle is very short. You know this, don’t fall behind. Otherwise... At this moment, I thought of Wang Youyi, so I immediately
I fell silent, this matter bothered me a lot.
Chiyoko also knew what I was thinking, so she sent a message: I'm sorry, I really don't want to be like this, please forgive me, please. At this time, Chiyoko's frequency field began to become a little polarized.
I comforted Chiyoko while reminding her: Pay attention to the frequency field and don't polarize. This debt will be settled on Lan Tai. We just need to remember it. Sooner or later, we will have to ask him for debt.
Chiyoko became serious: I can already receive the frequency field of my body, so please stop making noises. In this way, you can now follow my frequency conversion cycle and help me further adjust the frequency field.
I'm glad that I finally have some clues. I'm really not used to this kind of purely spiritual communication: Okay, now I'll change the frequency of your cycle.
Chiyoko's frequency field began to adjust, and I followed closely to assist her in magnetizing. Seeing that victory was in sight, I was really happy for her and fortunate for myself that I no longer had to worry about becoming a wandering soul.
Haha, I am even more excited than knowing that I have been admitted to my favorite university. After I return to my body, I really should find a place, smoke skewers, and get two bottles of Laoxue. Oh, no. There should be no Laoxue in Japan, only Japan
Sake, I can’t help but feel a little disappointed when I think about this.
Chiyoko's frequency field and intermediate frequency began to become regular. Did she succeed? I was thinking, 'Boy, we succeeded, see you soon.' Chiyoko's message was passed on excitedly.
I was about to reply, but Chiyoko's frequency field suddenly disappeared into this quiet space, leaving me alone to admire this silent yet ever-changing flat landscape.
Well, now that she has left, there is no need for me to catch Hanjiang Snow alone here. I adjusted the frequency field again, began to move closer to my body's frequency field, and began to bid farewell to this Platonic world.
A dazzling light shone into my eyes, and I subconsciously blocked it with my hands. I heard someone outside saying in blunt Chinese: "Get up, kid. It's dawn, don't be lazy."
Immediately, there were bursts of laughter like silver bells. I squinted my eyes and began to adapt to the light in front of me. I remember that as soon as I entered the maintenance cabin, the unnecessary lights in the room were turned off. Why was it so bright as soon as I opened my eyes?
?When I saw Chiyoko standing outside the maintenance cabin, looking towards me. As the cabin door opened, Chiyoko had already stretched out her hand and pulled me out directly.
Then, he gave me a big hug, who had not yet fully recovered. Oh, my skin was so smooth, soft and exuding a light fragrance.
If it were me, I would be stinking of sweat after staying in the maintenance cabin for such a long time. Otherwise, the maintenance cabin here is indeed higher-end than the one in the tea house.
Suddenly, my face turned red and I was extremely embarrassed. Because both of us were only wearing underwear, our exposed skin was tightly pressed together, and one was black and the other was white, just like a piece of black and white rubber.
I wanted to push her away, but I didn't dare to touch her directly for fear of being misunderstood by her. I struggled and shook my head and said, "Let go, I'm not even wearing any clothes. It's not too late to chat later."
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When Chiyoko heard what I said, she tightened her arms and said, "Let me hug you for a while. I haven't felt this way for a long time. It's so good to be back in my own body. In the sub-world and Yuan world, the body always feels worse."
Something like a coat, uncomfortable."
"In Chinese ghost stories, it's called painted skin. But generally those who wear painted skin are monsters that eat people." I said with a heavy breath. The heavy breath was not because I had any impulsive thoughts, but because I had some impulsive thoughts.
Because her arms were squeezing me so much that I couldn't breathe.
Chiyoko noticed my change, she smiled mischievously and said: "Wanjun, do you have any bad thoughts in your head? If you use your brain wrongly, you will be responsible for the consequences." But her arm was on the contrary.
The hug got tighter.
It's killing me! I couldn't control it anymore. I stretched out my hands to try to separate her arms, but as soon as I tried hard, she started shouting: "What are you doing? Don't pinch me, it hurts so much. Try harder."
Son, I called you indecent."
Let me go, what kind of rhythm is this? Do you decide your territory? I am really speechless. Instead of letting her shout first, I should shout first: "Help, we are going to kill someone! It's an indecency!" There is really no way, it makes me look like
She started calling for help like a little girl.
"Stop making trouble, Chiyoko. It's really rude to treat guests like this." At some point, Sayaka stood aside and scolded Chiyoko.
Only then did Chiyoko let go of her claws and stood beside her mother with her hands lowered, like a good girl, with her head lowered. But she still looked at me secretly and smiled with her lips pursed. I hurriedly said to Sayaka
: "I'm so sorry, I'm so rude."
"Please don't be offended. We are rude. Please tidy up first. It's time for us to go out." Although Samika said to me politely, her eyes were always on her daughter, as if she was looking at her daughter.
Looking at the child, who had just returned from a long journey, his face was filled with kindness for a moment.
When I appeared in front of everyone, Qiu Yue immediately jumped up from the sofa, ran over quickly, looked me up and down, and asked: "Are you okay? You've been in here for more than three hours, and you're worried about us.
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I looked at her and said, "We succeeded. Look, Chiyoko has come out too."
Qiu Yue didn't even look at it, but Samika and her daughter behind them said to me: "What I'm asking is you, it's none of anyone else's business."
"Of course it's okay. Look how energetic I am." As I said that, I also made a few boxing movements.
"Of course he's fine. It's just that his skin is too dark and feels a bit rough to the touch." Chiyoko from behind said in a strange tone.
When Qiu Yue heard what she said, she was stunned for a moment. A dark cloud immediately appeared on her face, and she said in a cold voice: "It's okay, let's leave this place now."
Di Xiaobo looked at us from a distance, as if he understood something. He gave me a thumbs up with a smirk on his face. Linda and Jason stood behind Qiu Yue. Jason came over and hugged me and said:
: "Well done, buddy."
Linda on the side was still looking at Chiyoko in front of her with hostility as she was in the sub-realm. Then, she turned to me and said: "Hope you are doing, don't let us regret. However, I'm really
glad to see you back.”
However, I was very surprised that I was able to understand what they said without putting much effort in my half-formed English.
I said to Linda: "Thank you, you are my best friends. Really, thank you very much for your concern."
Samika also said some polite words to all of us. However, except for Di Xiaobo, no one else seemed to have any reaction. Di Xiaobo gently clapped his hands and said: "Then let's go back to China, Linda and Jason
We haven’t had all the fun yet, right?”
Of course, Linda and Jason would not object. Since they have already come out, there is no reason to go home so early. Therefore, the two of them naturally agree with both hands. Qiu Yue is of course eager to return to China as soon as possible. She is very interested in Japanese food.
I was really not very interested. While I was talking, Kimura also walked in, bowed to me and said, "Wanjun, thank you very much for your hard work."
I waved my hand and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite anymore, my ears are almost numb when I hear the word 'thank you', haha." Kimura straightened up and started laughing too.
I let out a sigh of relief. It's great that I'm still alive.