Chapter 326: The Eight Tone Stone (I)
I frowned: "Although in the last 20 years, more and more people have come to believe in the EVP phenomenon. - And on Google EVP", you will find a lot of websites about soul tracking organizations. The United States, the United Kingdom, Germany, France, Brazil, etc., all over the world. And there are many who claim that they have been in contact with deceased people through the EVP phenomenon, and they are using the most common household appliances. Those people even posted the messages they captured on websites. These phenomena have been impacting human cognition of life and death, and they have gradually come to believe in it. But what does that have to do with what happened to me last night? "Actually, we can connect with our deceased loved ones!" All we need to do is listen...... Ever heard this phrase? "In 1987, Sean Czechsen said." My brow furrowed even tighter: "The question is, what does EVP care about me?" ”
Zhao Yun smiled brightly: "As I mentioned just now, maybe one of your relatives is trying to communicate with you." ”
"Fart, just that middle-aged man? I don't even know that face......" My words stopped abruptly, as if I had thought of something, squinted my eyes, and asked in an accentuated tone, "You don't know something, do you?" ”
"How could I possibly know, it's just a guess." Her face didn't change, her heart didn't beat, and she jumped off the bed: "People are going to wash, and we will meet in the lobby of the hotel in half an hour, and we will go to the scene together." It's really enough to look forward to, it's the first time people have gone to that kind of village market. ”
I rolled my eyes and stared at her back, but my mind was churning. This little girl definitely knows something, but hatefully, she just won't tell me. Hmph, let's see, whoever of us is afraid of will always be tricked out by me!
It seems that 'female' people are not the kind of punctual animals by nature, at least not Zhao Yunhan. She said we would meet in half an hour, but I waited for an hour and a half. With a stinky face and waiting for her to finally arrive, I got up from the couch silently and walked towards the 'door'.
She smiled brightly, grabbed my wrist, and stuck out her tongue cutely: "What, angry?" It's a lot of time for a girl to put on makeup. You haven't waited for a 'girlfriend' before? ”
"Never have I ever had a 'girlfriend'." I snorted.
She was surprised: "Impossible, you are so handsome, and quite cool, how can there be no 'girl' child who likes you." ”
"I want you to take care of it. I glared at her, shook off her arm vigorously, and strode forward. Zhao Yunhan immediately followed cheekily: "What, when it comes to your sadness?" ”
At this moment, a small shadow suddenly flew in front of me, and I subconsciously stared at it until it disappeared into the distance. His brows furrowed involuntarily.
"What do you see?" Zhao Yunhan followed my line of sight, but found nothing.
"Dragonfly." I said indifferently.
"Dragonfly?" She was puzzled: "This is the countryside, not the city. What's all the fuss about seeing a dragonfly? ”
"Stupid. Do you think dragonflies will appear in temperate regions in February? Not to mention the green-headed dragonfly. I stared blankly into the distance, my brain was a little 'confused' and 'chaotic' for some reason: "This kind of dragonfly should not grow wings until the end of April, or early summer." Now their larvae are still swimming in a puddle of water. ”
Zhao Yunhan reacted at this time, and still disagreed: "Now the world's carbon dioxide emissions are so large, and the greenhouse effect began to appear more than ten years ago. Winter is getting less and less cold, and it's normal for dragonflies to not appear in season. ”
"Perhaps." I still can't let go: "But I always feel uneasy. And that dragonfly is weird. ”
"What's weird?"
"Its eyes are crystal clear and very beautiful. It's like an emerald, so beautiful that you want to dig it up. ”
Zhao Yunhan stopped, looked at me hard, and then pressed my forehead with a white and soft little hand: "You don't have a fever, right?" Why, what I said just now is like some corpse maniac lurking in the dark corners of the city. ”
I pushed her hand away, scratched her head, and was speechless for a moment. Indeed, it is unbelievable that those words would come out of his mouth. I don't know if I have a problem, or if the village itself has a problem. As soon as I came back here, I felt that something was wrong, and although I didn't notice anything about my senses, I felt vaguely that something was wrong. It seems that something is slowly approaching him......
In rural areas, it is common to catch a festival every other day, and there is a big one every week. Today is a big market, there are not many pedestrians on the road, after all, it is already past nine o'clock in the morning, and the people who set up the stalls have already gone to occupy their positions. And those who want to buy things also run early to pick fresh fish, shrimp, lettuce and so on.
Zhao Yunhan and I were speechless to each other, thinking about our respective hearts and slowly moving forward. After a long time, she couldn't help but break the silence: "Ah Ye, you've been really strange lately. ”
"I know." I replied very simply.
"And you're not as simple as weird." She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't know how to describe it." Let's use an analogy. You know that in fact, the person that a 'girl' child likes when he falls in love is often not the person himself, but likes his own feelings about the goals he has planned, just like a man is 'lustful', he likes his own feelings. ”
"The metaphor is too complicated for me to understand."
"I'm not done yet. Let's do another experiment, for example, you see a very beautiful 'woman', her skin is fine and white, so she wants to 'touch' it. When you close your eyes and 'touch' her hand, when you are about to 'touch' it, take this beautiful woman's hand away and replace it with the hand of an equally thin white man, then tell me, what kind of feeling do you get? ”
Without hesitation, I replied: "If I have never 'touched' the hand of that beautiful 'woman', it will only feel that I have 'touched' the hand of that beautiful 'woman'." It feels comfortable to be self-righteous. Zhao Yunhan smiled: "Completely correct." The feeling is the same, but in fact you are 'touching' the hand of a stinky man. Therefore, if the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and the "sex" is not "fascinated", and everyone is "fascinated". Do you understand this? The so-called love is actually the feeling of falling in love with oneself? Then you will mourn it, you will suffer for it, you will cry for it, but you are willing to love. Why? "I see, you mean, the strange things I've been encountering lately, or the things I've seen, are self-deception. Is it because you want to let yourself see that your brain will subconsciously send out the command to see the hallucination? I thought about it.