We couldn't find the evil spirit that Xiaoqing's father had collided with by starting the game. Not only did the old man have a slurred speech, but he also had a memory gap. He couldn't remember where he had been or what happened before he had the stroke.

Therefore, we don’t have any clues. Even Master can’t do anything about this situation. Where can we find that thing in the vast world? So, we can only wait for the old man to suddenly have a bright idea and provide us with clues.

A few months passed by. After the year, Xiangfeng did not return to Sichuan, but stayed and studied alchemy with my master. Others were helping to take care of his restaurant. As for his and Xiaoya's affairs

, he didn’t tell me, and we didn’t ask. Zhao Xin was stimulated by the tsunami and had been resting in a temple in Thailand for several months. Chenxing was busy with his studies, and his contact with me gradually decreased.

For a period of time, life was very peaceful. Xiang Feng and I could not finish the income we earned from occasionally helping people with Feng Shui in a year. Apart from helping the master with paper work, we spent the rest of our time studying strange alchemy skills.

Xiang Feng has an introverted personality, a bit like Master, who keeps everything to himself. But he is a very strong-willed person at heart, which is very similar to me. Unlike Master, who takes everything lightly. Although Xiang Feng and I

They are as close as flesh and blood brothers, but in private, the two of them are very competitive, and neither one wants to lose to the other.

Master is a very kind person, he is very lenient with us and almost never imposes any restrictions. I remember that at that time, Xiang Feng and I competed in formations, and we usually went to a forest about a mile away from Master's house. Using Qimen

The evasion technique in the formation is to put something in the forest and let the other party find it, such as a kettle. Let the other party look for it and see who can use it the shortest time.

Gradually, the things used are getting smaller and smaller, from kettles to water bowls, to water cups, matchboxes, and cigarettes. This is the simplest. If the evasion skills in Faqimen are cultivated to a certain level, you can hide in broad daylight, other people's

Hiding oneself under the nose. It sounds a bit weird, but it is actually something similar to a blindfold, causing others to have an illusion of time and space, or creating a visual blind spot for the other person, making him unable to see himself. As for other things, let’s not talk about them for now.

Detailed watch.

Time passed like water, and it was March in the warm spring in a blink of an eye, with grass growing and orioles flying, and catkins fluttering. On this day, Master took Xiangfeng out to buy things for paper work, leaving me to look after the house.

In the afternoon, the rain began to fall, and light smoke seemed to float on the eaves far and near. While I was standing under the eaves enjoying the rain, I received a call from Xiaoqing.

"A Leng, come on, my father seems to have remembered something!"

In the past few months, Xiangfeng and I have been to Xiaoqing's house several times. The old man was in a state of confusion and there was no change at all.

Without saying a word, I hung up the phone, picked up the bag containing the magic weapon, took a motorcycle, and rushed towards Xiaoqing's house.

When I arrived at Xiaoqing's house, it was already evening. The old man had been living in that old house since years ago. When I entered the house, I saw the old man leaning on the bed, his face flushed, as if he had been drunk.

Like. His mouth was trembling and he looked very excited.

Xiaoqing's family stood nearby, looking very uneasy.

"Did the old man say anything about living before?" I asked.

"No, it was fine at first, but suddenly it became like this in the afternoon." Xiaoqing said.

"Did you remember something?"

After I asked loudly, I put my ear closer and heard the clicking sound of the old man's teeth chattering.

"Don't be impatient, don't get excited, just speak slowly."

I used the finger-point pinching method my master taught me to help the old man calm down. I kept struggling until nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and the old man finally calmed down. However, he didn't say anything. As soon as his body relaxed, he started to "whir".

Fell asleep.

I just couldn't laugh or cry. This Xiaoqing is so unreliable. Unexpectedly, her father is even more unreliable than she is.

"Forget it, don't wake him up." I said softly, "I'll just stay here tonight. I'll ask the old man when he wakes up."

Xiaoqing's brother stayed with me, and soon fell asleep on the bed. In the second half of the night, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I felt that the lightbulb above my head seemed to be rotating back and forth, and there was a "ticking" sound outside.

The sound of rain seemed to come from the sky, and I finally fell asleep with my head tilted.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I had a vague dream. In the dream, I saw the old man sitting up from the bed and looking straight at me. The look in his eyes made me feel scared.

When I was about to ask him, he suddenly jumped off the bed. That action was beyond what a living person could do. Then, the old man jumped out and ran out...

I woke up all of a sudden, with cold sweat all over my forehead. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, and suddenly I found that the bed was empty, and the old man was really gone...

My heart went cold, and my palms broke out in cold sweat. Wasn't that just a dream?

I came out of the house and saw that the door of the house was open, the rain had stopped, and there was a hazy mist filling the sky and the earth.

When I came outside, I looked around and saw no one. When the cold wind blew, my mind became very clear and my heart calmed down. I took out my phone and looked at the time. There were still several hours before dawn.

Everyone was asleep at this time.

I thought to myself, that old man had suffered a stroke and been paralyzed for many years. He usually had to be helped to sit up, so how could he run out on his own? I didn't search blindly, but returned to the old house with this question.

Xiaoqing's brother was still sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed, drooling on the quilt. I was afraid of scaring him, so I didn't disturb him.

At this time, I suddenly felt an inexplicable aura on the bed. It was not a human aura, but it was not a ghost aura either. I felt more and more that something was wrong. After careful inspection, I found nothing.

I put my hand into the quilt and roughly estimated the time when the old man ran out based on the remaining temperature inside. Xiaoqing once told us the old man's birth date. I opened the bag I brought, took out the things I needed to start the game, and put it in

A game quickly broke out on the ground.

Accounting for missing people depends on the time of year and the palace of 'Liuhe' in the Eight Gods. After finishing the game, I was confused at first, and then confused. Because the game showed that the old man didn't go out at all, and he didn't go out at all.

What is going on in this house?…

I looked outside and fell into deep thought. I couldn't figure out what kind of situation this was. When I turned around and glanced aimlessly at the bed, I suddenly saw the old man lying on the bed soundly!

I was so frightened that I took a step back. When I took a closer look, there was no one on the bed. At this time, I seemed to understand something. I quickly took out three sticks of incense, lit them, and leaned against the bed. I was erratic at first.

The smoke column suddenly became straight.

I suddenly realized that what the old man ran out of was only his body, and his soul was still in bed! It sounds incredible, but if it is explained scientifically, this situation is called sleepwalking.

When people are stimulated by the outside world during the day, or have some strong desires, sleepwalking may occur at night. There are two types of sleepwalking. One is when the body is lying on the bed, and the soul is freed and runs out through the wall and room.

There is also a kind of sleepwalking where the soul stays in the bed and the body runs out. In the former kind of sleepwalking, people will clearly remember the places they have been in the 'dream' after waking up, but in the latter kind of sleepwalking, they don't know anything at all after waking up.

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I once heard about a basketball player who was paralyzed in bed due to an accidental injury. He could only sit in a wheelchair and watch people play basketball every day. He had a strong desire to stand up and continue playing. Under the control of that desire,

One night, he really got up from his sleep, ran to the playground with the ball, and didn't come back until dawn. When he woke up, he didn't know anything but felt tired. For several days in a row, his parents discovered

Something was wrong. So I quietly guarded the door of his bedroom that night, but saw him walk out with the ball and followed him all the way to the playground. His mother saw the ghostly look on his face when he played, and she was overly frightened and screamed.

He screamed. Then the athlete woke up, looked at himself, and fell to the ground dead. Because his soul was still in the bedroom, only his body came out. Xiaoqing's father's condition at this time was similar to that of the athlete.
Chapter completed!