Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 12 The Domineering Bodyguard Clings to Me

Chapter 12 The domineering bodyguard clings to me

Huai Shi never dreamed that before reaching the pinnacle of her life, she would one day be able to receive the same treatment as the school belle, accompanied by the legendary personal bodyguard.

It's a pity that besides being a coward, this bodyguard has more than one flaw...

Without waiting for Huai Shi's objection, Ai Qing quickly arranged everything, and quickly assigned a 24-hour personal bodyguard for Huai Shi - the unlucky Liu Dongli.

When Ai Qing was around, he didn't dare to be presumptuous. As soon as she left, Liu Dongli wandered around the stone marrow hall in groups of five and six.

"It's so dilapidated. It's a pity that this house is obviously of good taste... Where is my room?"

Huai Shi rolled her eyes, "There are plenty of vacant rooms, and there are also beds in the utility room, whichever one you want."

"What are you eating? I haven't had lunch yet."

"Do you want boiled noodles?"

"Where is the bathroom?" He took out another pile of bottles and cans, worried: "I'm going to replenish water, the ultraviolet rays are too strong recently."

"If you don't have the habit of going four steps backwards into the bathroom, it's around the corner, and by the way, there is no water heater, you need to burn it yourself, and the firewood is in the backyard."

"Tsk."

Liu Dongli sighed unhappily, not sure if it was because he couldn't walk four steps backwards or he couldn't take a bath freely. After he walked around the whole house commenting, and disliked Huai Shi's front yard, backyard, living room, balcony, bathroom and everything else, he finally remembered, and took out his phone: "Hey, how much is the WIFI?"

"No!"

After being settled by Ai Qing with one carrot and one big stick, Huai Shi was not in a good mood, and she was also very displeased with Cowherd: "Are you here to be a bodyguard or an uncle?"

"Nonsense, of course I am an uncle."

Liu Dongli snorted, went out with his hands behind his back, and came back after a while, carrying a huge black plastic bag, "Where is the shovel?"

Huai Shi looked at the plastic bag trapped in human form, and felt a little nervous: "What are you doing?"

"Bury the corpse." Liu Dongli asked back: "Don't you like this thing placed in the corridor?"

"...Where are you going to bury?"

Huai Shi became alert.

Liu Dongli didn't speak, and looked outside the window, Huai Shi suddenly jumped up anxiously: "No way! You buried a corpse in your garden? How embarrassing!"

"Where is it buried?"

"There are open spaces everywhere up the mountain by the back door, so you can bury it as far as you can!"

"Tsk, what a hassle."

Although Liu Dongli was lazy, he didn't object anymore, and left with the corpse and shovel on his shoulders.

After watching him go out, Huai Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, I'm finally gone." The crow came out from nowhere, "It made me hide for a long time."

When Huai Shi saw this ghost bird doing foreign labor, she immediately became more angry: "Where did you go just now!"

"Clean up your hands, or the little girl's eyes are so sharp, you'll be fine if you sprinkle the ashes?" Crow rolled his eyes.

Mentioning this, Huai Shi became furious: "What the hell is that thing? How did it come out of my hand?"

Originally, he thought that he could awaken some magical power when he was dying, but in the end, he awakened a magical chili noodle. Who can stand it...

"Ah, how should I put it, by definition, it is a rare source material, a high-purity essence extracted from a large number of events of death and destruction..."

After pondering for a moment, the crow replied: "If you want me to explain how you can spill this thing, then probably, you have extracted the time when you face death by reading the death records and through your own unique attributes. The fear in him was added to his dissipated source quality to synthesize high-purity catastrophe ash.

However, this is not your soul ability, but a by-product of your subconscious use of your own attributes. To use an analogy, it is probably the noise of the washing machine, the waste water from the air conditioner, and the radiation from the induction cooker. "

"Can't you change the adjective!"

"Well, let's put it this way, the current you—probably a negative energy generator."

"It doesn't matter if you don't add that word!"

Huai Shi was furious, and stared at him bitterly: "Besides, what kind of skill is this? Can't you help me make something better?"

"I really want to, but why..." The crow shrugged, "Then there are no walls that can't be painted, you know that?"

"..."

Huai Shi stared at it bitterly for a long time, and soon realized: "In this way, negative emotions can be extracted, but positive emotions may not be impossible, right? That is to say, I can make fat house happy ashes at any time?"

"Oh, do you mean 'the dust of the liberated'?" The crow nodded: "That's true, but the problem comes from...you have to have some happy memories, right?"

"Fart! How come there are no happy memories? How happy I am!" Huai Shi patted her chest angrily: "I don't know how happy I am, okay? It's just a matter of being happy until the morning and night. When I wake up, I Can continue to have fun!"

"..."

Crow didn't speak, just looked at him, until Huai Shi turned her head in embarrassment, "Let's change the subject..."

In this way, under the cruel reality, he accepted the fact that he has become a negative energy generator.

"Since someone has come to the house, for the sake of safety, I'm afraid I'll have to hide for a while, and I'm afraid it's up to you what to do next."

The crow heard the footsteps coming from the back door, and hurriedly said: "In order to avoid being exposed, you should not read the death records in the Book of Fate when there are people around, try to meditate by yourself."

"meditation?"

Huai Shi was stunned: "What do you think?"

"Isn't the WIFI password all given to you?"

The crow spread its wings freely and flew into the distance, leaving only the last words.

"—Look it up yourself."

After working all afternoon, I finally managed to meet Liu Dongli's various needs.

In the middle of this, Huai Shi took some time out of her busy schedule and secretly checked on her mobile phone, what is Paige, no, what is meditation...

It took him three or four hours to search through 100,000 advertisements and various propaganda materials of various strange religions, and finally found a relatively reliable explanation from a foreign encyclopedia.

In layman's terms, there are many types of meditation, and the more advanced methods are very complicated. First, you need to find a quiet place, preferably with a gentle breeze, a bright moon hanging high, or a bamboo forest, or by the water, then take a bath and change clothes, and fast for three days , burning incense and so on and so on...

But if you want to lower the configuration, it is as simple as hell: find a comfortable place to lie down, close your eyes, let your mind empty, and you're done.

Although it sounds absurd, at least there is nothing wrong with this method, at most it is just accidentally falling asleep. If he fiddled with any strange method, the endocrine disorder was still mild, and that would be a big stride on the road to schizophrenia. .

In a website quoted by the encyclopedia entry, Huai Shi saw his summary of the essence of meditation in a blog of a British metaphysics dead house: After breaking away from the background of occultism, for ordinary people, meditation is a kind of relaxation and relaxation. The way the brain rests. Enter a deep sleep state by emptying yourself, allowing the internal organs and nervous system in an overloaded state to have a rest and self-repair space.

Therefore, it is not limited to meditation, penance, chanting or taking drugs, as long as you can let yourself enter a state of relaxation and emptiness, you can do whatever you want.

The blogger also recommends the methods he has personally tried in his blog, and lists the advantages and disadvantages, including: writing, the disadvantage is that it is easy to get into a state of anxiety after Calvin, if someone finds that you use your own name to do If the protagonist wrote "A Goblin is a Thing in a Pool", you will welcome social death in its high-speed spread; the disadvantage of playing the piano is that it is difficult to get started and easily disturbs the people. The blogger was visited by neighbors for the third time After the beating, he chose to give up.

Finally, the blogger came to a conclusion: it is better to draw.

In his last blog post, he said that he not only emptied himself through the process of painting and entered a state of meditation, but also heard the ancient soul returning from the seventh dimension whispering in his ears and dreams, telling Seeing the truth of all things, he gained enlightenment and liberation.

At the end of the article, he also posted his latest work after his painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

"Alas……"

Huai Shi tried her best to lean back, so that the 'exquisite work' that seemed to be mixed with dried sheep blood, broken internal organs and big eyes on the screen was far away from herself: "Brother, are you okay?"

Before turning off his phone, he took a look. The last blog post of this buddy was two years ago.

And the address he left in his blog was a city that Huai Shi had never heard of, called Manchester, and he couldn't find it on the map software. I'm afraid this blog was just a joke... right?

Turning off the phone, Huai Shi had a bold idea facing her cello.

Anyway, just let yourself go, right?

I can't write novels, I can't draw pictures, I can play the piano a little but I can't play the piano, so the cello should be fine, right?

He was eager to try for a long time, first went to boil water to take a bath and changed into a more serious performance costume, then pretended to be calm for a long time, and picked up the bow under Liu Dongli's watching eyes.

"Will you play "Majestic"?"

Liu Dongli, who was knocking on melon seeds, wanted to order a song, "Taoyuan Love Song or Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss is also fine."

"roll!"

Huai Shi rolled his eyes, when he heard Majestic, he thought this guy was on the way, but he didn't expect him to think completely differently from himself.

"Just one Bach, if you want to listen to it, you won't listen to it."

After finishing speaking, Huai Shi ignored him, lowered her eyes, and pulled the bow. Just after pulling a tone, his movements stopped suddenly.

I froze in place.

The deep sound of the strings still remained in the air, slowly reverberating, and dissipating...but it sounded different from the original one. It should be said that the feeling was completely different. It's not a matter of feel and rhythm, but a certain sense of layering that sounds completely different from the past.

It was as if someone had changed suddenly.

No, it should be said that it is more appropriate to change a piano.

Huai Shi has never imagined that from his own hand, from this old piano of his own, he can play such a warm and soothing note, as if the thin voice is endowed with a thick texture, he can feel it. , they are flowing.

When he pulled the strings again, the thick and light, melodious melody that seemed to be endowed with life gushed out from the strings like flowing water, like an extension of will and body, and the whole person grew from small to small. The body was detached, sublimated, turned into thick light and rain, spread to the surroundings, controlled by the melody, and echoed in this empty hall.

In the past, the teacher repeatedly explained the vague feeling that he could not comprehend. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that it was so simple.

With the movements of the five fingers and the strings, the abundant emotions that surged out of his heart melted into the low-pitched melody, like a river rushing into the surging sea, shaking his consciousness, and flying with him Went to a distant place.

"Mom, did I upgrade?"

There was no time to click his tongue and get excited, and Huai Shi didn't even have time to feel joy and excitement. He was already attracted by his own melody, and was involuntarily intoxicated by the sad and deep sound of the piano.

He seemed to be asleep again.

But in the dream, there was no death and fear that had been entangled with him.

In the silent darkness, he felt as if he was submerged in water, filled with tranquility and serenity.

When he tried to open his eyes, his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely glimpse the distant light with ripples like tides.

But when he tried to move his hands and feet, the darkness seemed to be broken, and he returned to the empty hall again.

Suspended in mid-air.

When Huai Shi lowered her head, she saw herself playing in a trance.

It's as if the whole person is divided into two, one material self is intoxicated in the performance, but the spiritual self seems to ride the melody, break free from the shackles of the body, and fly in the air.

Suddenly, it was discovered that Liu Dongli had left the hall at some point.

He wandered around curiously, and found that he was able to penetrate the walls and move freely like a ghost, but he couldn't leave the surroundings of the Stone Marrow Hall.

It's as if imprisoned in the center by an invisible wall.

"This is protection, Huai Shi, don't misunderstand other people's painstaking efforts."

The illusory crow stood on the branch outside the wall and looked at him, as if it had penetrated the thoughts in his heart: "Separation of source matter is an extremely dangerous act. Without the blessing of the Stone Marrow Hall, you are probably like a dark man today." It’s like the candle in the fire, what the hell is staring at it?”

Saying so, it flapped its wings and slapped back Huai Shi who had climbed up the wall: "Friendly reminder, before the Mercury Scale is complete, don't try this in other places."

As if drunk or dreaming, Huai Shi didn't even hear what she was saying clearly, floating like fallen leaves, flying unsteadily, wandering in the Stone Marrow Hall.

Soon, he found the sneaky Liu Dongli in the bathroom on the third floor.

Taking advantage of Huai Shi not paying attention while playing the piano, he had already sneaked into the toilet on the third floor, locked the door behind him, carefully looked around, and after making sure no one was paying attention, he reached out and took out a bottle from his pouch .

Huai Shi's heart suddenly lifted.

What on earth is he trying to do?

Just when Huai Shi poked half of her head out of the wall curiously, peeping at what this guy was up to, she saw him sigh, and pluck the long golden hair... from his head. down.

took it off...

Huai Shi's eyes widened in astonishment: What the hell?

I only saw Liu Dongli turn on the flash of the phone, facing the mirror, illuminating the top of his bare head, and his expression became sad: "Two more fell off... Ah, every time I use my ability... that woman is bad very..."

Holding two slender fluffs, Liu Dongli's tears almost flowed down. After berating the unconscionable Ai Qing for a long time, he let out a long sigh, dug out a little ointment from the bottle, and spread it evenly on his scalp. After hearing Huai Shi's piano sound, he quickly put it on again. He put on a wig and hurried away.

Huai Shi, who was speechless, was pulled back into her body by an invisible force as the sound of the piano ended.

He opened his eyes and saw Liu Dongli who was applauding and admiring at his original position, as if he had never been anywhere.

"Good pull!"

Liu Dongli pointed out seriously: "However, there is still room for improvement."

For some reason, he always felt that Huai Shi looked at him with pity suddenly...

.

All in all, nothing to say tonight.

The next day, before dawn, Huai Shi was awakened by Liu Dongli's rough knock on the door.

After a long-lost normal sleep, he yawned sleepily and pushed open the door, and then saw Liu Dongli's dark circles.

His eyes were bloodshot.

"What's the matter with you?" He was stunned: "It's like seeing a ghost."

"What do you say?"

Liu Dongli looked at him resentfully: "What's going on with your family?"

"What's the matter? Isn't it just a little worn out, a little old?" Huai Shi leaned back a little in disgust: "Why are you people in the city so delicate?"

"Pretty little fart! If it's a bit old, I'll treat it as a camping place, but you didn't say that your home is a haunted house."

Liu Dongli's expression became more and more sad and angry: "Since the early morning, there has been a constant dripping sound in the toilet next door, and the floor in the corridor is always creaking, and there are footsteps! I can hear it clearly!"

"Aren't old houses like this?" Huai Shi casually picked up the wash cup and walked downstairs, then asked calmly, "Haven't you seen the aging facilities?"

"Do you still sigh in the empty room because of the aging of your home's facilities?"

Liu Dongli was so angry that he jumped his feet: "I'm afraid your house is haunted!"

"..."

Huai Shi was silent for a moment, and looked at him with more pity. After a long time, she gently patted his shoulder: "Old Liu, you must be tired? Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world..."

It wasn't until Huai Shi walked away for a long time that Liu Dongli, who was stunned in place, realized that he was so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat his family several times, and by the way, he picked up a 'full combo':

"I'll admit it if you don't call me brother one, but what the hell is Lao Liu! Uncle, I'm old enough to be your uncle!"

"horrible! He actually did such a thing quietly in someone else's house"

I specially combined the two chapters of today's morning and evening into one, and made up a chapter of 5,000 words. Please recommend and collect~

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