Although it has been dispelled by internal energy and other means, it is still unable to completely dispel the smell. For others, perhaps enough is enough. But for Mingfeizhen's five senses, this residual smell is no less than a fresh and rich flower bed, which can be regarded as a clue.
This is a special floral fragrance. Ming Fei really knew that it was a rose scent mixed with herbs, often used in medicinal baths. The murderer who kidnapped Shen Yiren also seemed to be good at this. He used medicines to counteract the smell and dispelled it with the wind of his palms, so others couldn't smell his own smell.
With clues, Ming Feizhen was outside the wall for a moment.
This trace of smell should belong to Shen Yiren, so it drifted into the distance as he was kidnapped.
Ming Fei really found the right direction, and transported the gathering to increase his internal strength, soaring to a height that people couldn't help but watch.
He just lowered his head and muttered.
"Look if you want, look if you want, and see if you can see who I am."
The toes lightly tapped, and the figure disappeared, and it was already several miles away in an instant. There were countless people on the street, but no one found anyone running wild here.
The distance between him and the source of the smell shrank rapidly, and it was already less than 30% of the distance.
Ming Fei really gritted his teeth.
"Boss, wait for me... Kill those bastards and let you out!"
Chapter 69 The Heavenly Match: The Cowherd and Weaver Girl Room (1)
"It's fake death."
The old man's voice stopped Qi Mei's rash movement at the right time.
Of course, in Qi Mei's view, what she did—the scissors were pressed against Shen Yiren's clean face, rubbing and threatening over and over again—was a very legitimate behavior.
On the way to drag Shen Yiren here, Qi Mei has used her inner strength to spy on it. Shen Yiren's injuries all over his body recovered early, and even the sealed meridians showed signs of loosening. The rest are healthier than ordinary people. However, her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, except for her breathing as usual, no matter how hard she beat, pinched and tortured, Shen Yiren didn't even react at all, just like a corpse that still breathes.
Qi Mei always thought it was Shen's pretentious performance, so she took out the scissors and stuck it on her face: "What a smooth and tender skin, like the silk of your Central Plains people. After seeing it, I couldn't help but try and stay. A pattern, what do you think?" No matter how intimidated the clinker was, Shen Yiren still didn't respond. Until the old man's voice came.
"Fake death syndrome, what kind of disease is that?"
The old man was hunched over. Although the two were talking, he sat alone in the front room. The voice was hoarse and gruff, as if being crushed by a grinding wheel, making it uncomfortable to hear.
"The body is dead but the spirit is alive. The mind can't sleep, and the body can't wake up. It's a disease that divides the body and mind."
Qi Mei retracted the scissors, looking quite convincing. Naturally, she wouldn't think that this was an excuse for the old man to cover up Shen Yiren's nonsense.
In her impression, the old man rarely lies. Not no, but disdain. This old guy doesn't have any character, but he never does anything that is not good for him. If you have something to ask about in Aples, one question is five hundred taels. Today's national teachers set up stalls for fortune-telling, and I am afraid that there is no such high price. It may cost thousands of taels of silver to convince him to tell a lie. A real villain has reached a certain point, almost no different from a gentleman.
The King of Ten Thousand Gus and Poisons in the Southern Border, who did not know beforehand, turned out to be an old guy who was addicted to money.
The question was also asked about the exit, and the account will definitely go to the Aples banknote. The charm is not wasted in vain, continue to ask for advice.
"What does it mean to be divided between body and mind?"
"Ordinary people walk, sit and lie down, lift their feet and stretch out their hands, and their whole body movements are controlled by the human mind. There are also people in the martial arts who can be mindful. But it must also be the heart of the first, and the body can move only when the mind is saved. This is the regular sound of controlling the body with the mind, and it is natural. Suspended death is a symptom of cutting off the connection of 'controlling the body with the mind'. What you feel inside, you don't respond to outside. "
"So it's not pretending not to wake up? It's really not waking up?"
There was the movement of fiddling with bottles and jars from the Poison King, and it took a long while before the sound came back.
"Even if we want her to wake up, we can't do it. Experts who are proficient in the inner world of mind may understand it at a glance. Although this old man has dabbled in this field, he is not very proficient. Suspended death is a very profound part, old man. Can't get it out."
The inner power of the mind is the only one among the inner powers of the eight realms that belongs to a completely different system, and is not even regarded as martial arts in the eyes of some people.
It's interesting that the masters who are really proficient in this are the same as those who hold the most rudimentary opinions. They also do not think that the martial arts of the heart world is martial arts. It's just that those people are accustomed to despising the study of the mind as sorcery, and those who are proficient in this way regard everything learned in this world as advanced knowledge, not martial arts.
Today, most of the martial arts are to teach people to strengthen their bodies and to be brave and diligent. Nei scholars teach people to open up various meridians, cultivate inner strength, and reach the point where Qi travels through various acupoints, so they are called first-class masters.
The inner learning of the mind world is neither. This martial art trains the consciousness in the brain. Theories are elusive and unpredictable, mysterious and wonderful, often making it difficult to guess. In the heart world, there are not many masters who can 'play'. But they can kill invisibly from ten steps away, and they can kill people without raising their arms or legs. This is beyond the reach of others.
The most interesting is the ban on the mind world.
Different from common techniques such as acupuncture and pulse cutting, the banning of the heart world begins at the end of the heart and is sealed in the depths of the mind. Once successful, even a peerless master can't solve it. Even if the one who performed the surgery was a hairy boy, the difference in strength between the two sides was a hundred times the same. Because of this, it has nothing to do with internal power, and the mind has a powerful force, but it can't be used.
Shen Yiren's suspended animation is similar to the ban on consciousness, but it is much more complicated. It is absolutely impossible to solve it if you are not a master.
- It's really fake death.
The two people in the conversation did not know that Shen Yiren in this room had captured their conversation.
She was beaten and pinched by Qi Mei. It wasn't that it didn't hurt, but her body couldn't respond. In her mind, the pain she felt was greatly reduced because of this state of mind and body. It gave her time to sort out the situation.
—This person should be a ghostly ghost, the woman who broke my arm... That person is the Southern Border Poison King. One south and one north, why did they come all the way
Just thinking about some clues, but felt a pain in the cheek, Shen Yiren couldn't help scolding mother in his mind.
Hearing the ghostly smile.
"Look at the appearance of this little beauty. The skin will be squeezed out of water when I pinch it. I really feel pity. No wonder it is so attractive to men."
She learned that Shen Yiren was suffering from a strange disease. Although she was happy, she still felt that it was not enough. The bright silver scissors were separated, and the sharp points of the scissors stabbed on Shen Yiren's delicate skin.
"Looking at the innocent appearance, I didn't expect it to be like this. Your fiancé was locked up by the master, and immediately a group of people came to look for you. Even when you fell asleep, you could hook up with the young master of Luojian Villa, It shows that she is a natural fox. Your concubine, Lord Yeluo fortress broke my hand! I will settle the bill with you!"
Qi Mei was about to stab her with strength, but she felt someone grabbed her joints and couldn't move her arms an inch.
"Poison King! You?"
The Poison King was like a ghost like a charm. He didn't know when he came to Qi Mei's side. He shot silently, and already grabbed her elbow.
"This woman can't be killed." After a pause, he continued: "It can't be hurt either."
Qi Mei has always only known that the Poison King's ability to use poison and medicine is unparalleled, and who knows that martial arts is so unfathomable. To grab her arm without her noticing, among the characters she has ever seen in her life, only Aples and Ming Feizhen can do it. Unexpectedly, the Poison King did it effortlessly.
Shen Yiren couldn't guess what happened for a while. The Poison King moved too fast, her hearing didn't work, and she could only roughly guess what was going on until Mo Mei spoke. But even she couldn't figure out why the Poison King helped her
Qi Mei's spirit was frustrated, so she didn't continue to do anything, but said in a rage: "It can't be hurt? Why? Is it the master's order? Damn stinky man, I can't walk when I see this fox!"
The Poison King turned a deaf ear and said slowly.
"That weapon... That supreme divine weapon that is already brewing, there is something to look for in this woman."
"What else can she find?"
The poison king slowly, his voice became more and more hoarse.
"Forging a soldier... requires the blood of five swordsmen who have reached the realm of sword intent."
Not only was it charismatic, but Shen Yiren on the bed was also taken aback.
What surprised me was the uniqueness of this offering. Training soldiers with blood has a long history, but I have never heard of the saying that it is necessary to sacrifice soldiers with the blood of masters.
Shen Yiren's surprise was elsewhere. She learned about the Refining God Casting Club from Luo Siming. Shen Yiren thought it was weird at the time, but that was also Luojian Villa's own business. But now it is actually related to the gang of ghosts. Who is playing what role. The more Shen Yiren thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out.