Chapter 5: Sudden strange phenomena ()

In the following days, whenever Jiang Qingyang had the opportunity to go out alone, he would quietly run to the bamboo forest by the Biqing River, which became his own paradise. Moreover, as long as his clone was carefully explored, he would often dig out many new functions, making this little guy feel novel and his feelings for this clone became deeper and deeper. Although the other party was just a body he had separated, a doll without self-awareness, it seemed to be just a mysterious bead in essence. Jiang Qingyang still regarded him as a good friend, played games with him, and continued to study and think, trying to dig out more mysteries in him.

"There are so many magical things in this world. When we grow up, let's look for more magical things together, okay?"

When he was tired of playing, Jiang Qingyang liked to talk to him, regardless of whether he answered or not. From birth to now, magic has always been with him, making Jiang Qingyang feel that there must be many strange things in the world. Not only was he not afraid, he was very interested in exploring and exploring these magical things.

Jiang Qingyang sat on the ground, calmed himself down again, relaxed himself completely, and then slowly sensed the clone opposite him and transferred his "thoughts" to him little by little.

He can do it now, and he can completely transfer his own thoughts to the clone without touching the clone.

If you are an ordinary person, you cannot control your thoughts to release them at all, because he can only sense his own body, and cannot be like Jiang Qingyang, even if the clone is one hundred meters away, he can sense his existence. With a goal, the thoughts can be transferred along the target and transferred to the target. Jiang Qingyang's target is his clone. The clone also attracts his thoughts.

After a while, the clone sitting about ten meters opposite Jiang Qingyang suddenly jumped and stood up! Jiang Qingyang himself did not move at all.

"What a powerful feeling!"

The clone twisted his waist, shook his neck, flipped a few more somersaults, jumped up in the air, raised his right foot and kicked a bamboo next to him. With a bang, the bamboo as big as a bowl cracked and fell to the ground with a bang. The bamboo branches drove large bamboo leaves to fall on Jiang Qingyang's head, but he didn't even blink.

At this moment, if someone attacked Jiang Qingyang's body, he would not dodge.

"You have to drill your soul into his body to be so flexible and have such great strength, but I can't move at all, bad, bad. Well, if I can make him so strong and move myself!" Jiang Qingyang always thought that his soul had drilled in, but it wasn't.

If the soul really leaves the body, he will definitely die.

After more than a month, Jiang Qingyang has been completely sure that as long as he transfers his thoughts to the clone like that time, he can fully grasp the power of the clone. The clone looks like himself, a five-year-old child, but his strength is so strong that he can break a stone with one punch and kick a big tree with one kick!

But if the thoughts remain in Jiang Qingyang's body, he can only control his clone to walk and stand like an ordinary person, and that powerful force cannot be mastered. Because these walking and standing abilities are all Jiang Qingyang's, and are imitated by the clone. Every movement is exactly the same and cannot exceed a slight point.

Moreover, completely transferring the thoughts to the clone, Jiang Qingyang's body cannot move like a stone, which is a big flaw.

At the same time, he saw that this body that was inexplicably separated from him was so powerful. While envious, he also felt that he was too far away from him.

"I would have thought that I was so strong!" Jiang Qingyang silently fantasized in his heart.

That night, Jiang Qingyang's house. After dinner, Jiang Qiu stared at Jiang Qingyang for a while, suddenly sighed, and gently touched his head.

Jiang Qingyang felt strange and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Qiu smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just sighed when I see you so old in the blink of an eye! By the way, you are six years old in the spring, and it's time to send you to the school in the town to study and recognize words. In recent years, I have been hunting in the mountains and have gained a lot, and the money I have received is enough for you to study for a few years. It's always bad for people to be illiterate."

"Ah?" Jiang Qingyang was stunned.

Studying? In the past, Jiang Qingyang was willing, but now... with a clone that has not yet fully explored, Jiang Qingyang's interest in going to school has shifted. In his opinion, not only does it cost a lot of money to go to school, but there are also many people in the town. If he wants to get out the clone and be seen, it would be bad.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Qiu thought he was too playful and unwilling to study, and his face suddenly became dark.

Jiang Qingyang was good at observing his expressions and expressions, but he dared not to obey when he saw this. He quickly replied, "I'll go, I'll go!" But the boss was unhappy.

Jiang Qiu said at this time: "How many months are there! I will take you there in person when spring is early. You can have some fun in the past few months! I won't stop you from going out. But--"

Jiang Qingyang was very happy when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Now, I can go to the bamboo forest every day. I have to try to control my body and clone at the same time before going to school. I can only control one, which is not fun at all." But when he heard his father, who had always been strict with him, he couldn't help but ask nervously: "But what?"

Jiang Qiu's face turned aside and said slowly: "After entering the school, you must listen to your teacher, don't have conflicts with others, don't accidentally fall and spit out the beads again, and don't let others know that you are very strong." After thinking about it, he still wanted to say something again, but Jiang Qingyang waved his hand with a sad face and interrupted him.

"I know, I can't let others know that I am a monster, right?" After saying that, Jiang Qingyang added a sentence in his stomach-"Didn't they know it long ago?"

Jiang Qiu was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and smiled bitterly a few times, without saying a word.

After Jiang Qingyang left, Jiang Qiu was stunned for a while, and suddenly a line of tears flowed out of his eyes, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Qingyang, you are our son, you are not a monster, no..." Jiang Qiu murmured, "Qinghe, our son, not a monster!"

Two months passed in a hurry, and Jiang Qingyang hid in the bamboo forest every day to fiddle with his clone.

In the past two months, Jiang Qingyang has found many interesting things. The biggest gain is that he can instantly transfer his thoughts to his clone without having to wait for a moment as he used to concentrate and calmly, which greatly saves time.

At the same time, he felt that his thoughts had been trained to become stronger and stronger as he often moved to the clone.

At the beginning, he just felt his thoughts gathering on the clone, but now, he can clearly see, yes, see! He saw his thoughts emitted from his head, forming a transparent wave of light like clear water, and then gathered on the clone's head and crawled into it.

He also tried to let out his thoughts and wrapped things with small stones and thin branches, which could actually control them to float in the air and not land on the ground! But if the things are heavy, they will not work and have no reaction at all.

Once, the hens of Qingquan family hatched a nest of chickens. Jiang Qingyang took advantage of their inattention and quietly gave up his thoughts to wrap a chicken, but he could not let it act according to his own control. Jiang Qingyang, who was unbelievable, focused his attention and increased the intensity of his thoughts. In the end, not only failed, he killed it for no reason.

After the death, the chick was successfully wrapped by Jiang Qingyang with thoughts and floated up... In response, Qingquan was angry and thought that he had used some cruel means to kill it, and he never paid attention to him since then. Jiang Qingyang himself was also frightened, as smart as him, and had to doubt that if he used his own thoughts to wrap people, would that person die? Since then, Jiang Qingyang no longer dared to try out the living thing.

However, what Jiang Qingyang expected to be able to completely control the clone, allow him to use his maximum ability, and at the same time, he could also make his normal activities unhindered. In the end, the idea of ​​not realizing it.

No matter how you try, as long as you take back a little thought or don’t concentrate, your clone can only drop to the ability to move and speak. You can split a big rock. Such an action can be done, but it is impossible to split it. His strength has dropped to no difference from Jiang Qingyang’s body.

Moreover, if you are not careful during the experiment, the first time you will happen. The thoughts will hit you back from the clone faster than the speed of light. As a result, both bodies will fall back at the same time and fall miserably.

During the fifteen-day annual festival, Jiang Qingyang stayed at home honestly except for going to worship his deceased mother Qinghe with Jiang Qiu.

It’s not that Jiang Qiu didn’t let him go out, but that the places other than the bamboo forest cemetery were not safe, and that safe place was the most lively during the New Year Festival. You can’t summon your clones to come out even if you go there, so as not to be seen. It’s better to stay at home.

Qingquan, the only friend he had, was still in the cold war because of the Chicken incident, and Jiang Qingyang became more and more bored.

That morning, Jiang Qiu and Qingming went to Tianmu Mountain to look for prey. Jiang Qingyang was alone at home. Fearing that he was seen, he still didn't release his clone. Bored, he could only lie on the bed and roll his eyes.

"It's so boring! Dad, why are he hunting in the middle of winter? All those who can fly have gone to the south. The village chief said that he had gone to bed, so where are there any people? He asked me to take me there and didn't let me go. Qingquan is a dead girl, but she has been ignoring me for several months. Damn guy!"

At this time, the sun shone in through the window from Tianmu Mountain. Jiang Qingyang climbed to the window and basked the sun, and his eyes also floated to Tianmu Mountain.

"Dad and godfather should be on Tianmu Mountain! Tianmu Mountain, Tianmu Mountain, is really as high as the sky!" Jiang Qingyang's eyes flashed with purple light, and he secretly admired in his heart.

From a distance, Tianmu Mountain entered the clouds, and Kaikai's white snow piled up, shining brightly in the sun. The light was more magnificent and brighter than the floating clouds in the sky. Jiang Qingyang couldn't help but see the god.

"Dad and the others can only hunt below the mountainside, and then they can't go up. The village chief grandfather said that there are either monsters or gods living on the top of the mountain. Look at this, only gods can climb up. Uh, gods are not climbing, they are flying..."

"Ah—ah—ah—ah—" Suddenly, Jiang Qingyang's chin was about to fall off.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Three lights brighter than the sun quickly passed through the air, dragging three meteor-like tails, and after cutting through the sky, they disappeared suddenly. These three streams of light were originally above the clouds, and ordinary people would never see them! But the purple light in Jiang Qingyang's eyes made his eyes very good, so he could see clearly the three white lights falling on the top of Tianmu Mountain.
Chapter completed!