Chapter 177: New direction 1

Hum! !!
A cloudy, storm-like sound of the piano suddenly exploded.
Countless petals trembled in the wind, rising from all around, and slanting across.
The mania-like sound of the beast continues to spread with strange rhythms and melody.
Cruel, lonely, cold, and proud, the four hollow textures continue to spread through the sound of the piano.
"What song is this? It sounds pretty good."
A student listening to him quietly whispered to his classmates.
"I haven't heard that it might be original."
"The tune is very exciting, it just sounds carefully, and it feels a bit indescribable."
The girl who lent her guzheng was a single ponytail girl, and frowned at this moment.
She never thought that her own guzheng, which was less than ten thousand, could erupt this kind of texture sound.
"But it is so good to play, the is smooth and natural!"
Others also saw the gap between their classmates and the person in front of them.
Just from the fluency of fingering, we know that it is not a level with the students who played Guzheng before.
At this time, the sound of the music gradually softened, and there was a little ripple in the calm, like a silent lake at night.
Delicate and precise fingering, one by one clear and ethereal overtones.
People who combine playing are becoming more and more integrated, and many of the orchestra students who watch it are unknowingly immersed in it.
Even passers-by and passengers passing by around them also fetched their phones to shoot from a distance.
This skill is not ordinary at first glance, plus the player is so beautiful, the eye-catching index rises straight.
Su Xiaoxiao's cheeks became red, and biting her lips was both proud and worried.
Although the piano sound was beautiful at this time, she always felt that something was wrong.
What everyone did not expect at this time was that Wang Yiyang's situation was not as calm as it seemed.
He was trying to suppress the hollow agitation in his heart, and he did not expect that the aftermath would erupt so suddenly and so quickly.
As an advanced identity, what would be the sequelae of his mission?
He had previously speculated and analyzed that there may be sequelae in the psychological void, but he did not expect it to erupt at this time.
He vaguely felt like he was out of shape.
But his hand just couldn't stop, the cruel hollowness in his heart was like an avalanche, and it was falling rapidly.
I managed to make up for a little bit of progress before, and was quickly reversing in Heather's memory resonance.
He cannot control himself.
Why has Heather always wanted to fill the void in his heart?
Not only will these holes lose their will to survive, but also the riots that may occur at any time in the four holes.
Huh! !!
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound and the string broke.
Wang Yiyang stopped abruptly and opened his eyes. He saw Su Xiaoxiao, whose face was a bit pale. There are also teachers and students of the orchestra that are also white around.
They just didn't notice their faces, instead. Their emotions are actually quite exciting.
"It's awesome! You can't stop playing it, you can still hear the thorny feeling!"
The female teacher of the orchestra stared at him brilliantly.
Wang Yiyang did not speak, but pinched his stinging fingers.
Fortunately, the string is broken. If it is later and cannot be controlled, he is afraid that even the magic finger will be used.
The people around me couldn't feel it, but in the sound of the piano just now, they had been injured by a trace of internal organs.
This is not the injury caused by the sound wave vibration, but the emotional and emotional changes caused by the sound of the piano, and the self-qi conflict caused by it.
The simple description is that the joys and sorrows of the body have been damaged many times in a very short period of time.
Wang Yiyang calmed down his emotions and stood up.
"Sorry, the string is broken."
"It doesn't matter, just go back and change it." The orchestra teacher stepped forward and smiled.
Then she began to inquire about Wang Yiyang's skills, and the other students approached.
Curious, admired, and others.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Xiaoxiao rushed forward and pulled Wang Yiyang, and crowded away and ran.
The two ignored nothing, ran out of the scenic exit several times, turned over the parking lot, and stopped by the highway outside.
Cars and aircraft kept passing at high speed on their sides.
Standing outside the guardrail on the edge of the highway, Su Xiaoxiao turned back and stared at Wang Yiyang seriously.
After a rest, the breath calmed down. She suddenly said seriously.
"Let's go back. We're going home and we won't travel."
"What's wrong?" Wang Yiyang asked strangely.
"Nothing, I just think I'm stupid." Su Xiaoxiao clenched Wang Yiyang's hand.
Wang Yiyang hugged her gently and said nothing. He seems to understand Su Xiaoxiao's mood
Coming back from tourism, Su Xiaoxiao quickly regained his original vitality, working hard every day to learn how to cook, all kinds of rush to do housework.
I often go to Wang Yiyang's parents to visit the house. Because Wang Yiyang likes drinking milk, she buys most of the milk samples on the market and tries the best one.
Usually I'm fine. I play games at home, watch movies, pester Wang Yiyang, play dress-up games, and make arrangements for future life.
Life was peaceful and peaceful.
After Wang Yiyang's brutal hollow riot in the scenic area that day, he wholeheartedly began to study the four hollow issues.
He found that as long as any one of the four holes is not filled, once the riots, all four holes will be implicated and riot together.
This linkage makes the riots much more harmful.
Fortunately, he had Su Xiaoxiao help to suppress it. For more than ten days after the tour, he had never had the opportunity to let the empty riots.
That day in the scenic area, it was also because the scenery at that time was very similar to the unforgettable scene in the depths of Heather's memory, which caused resonance and almost happened.
You know, with his awareness and hypnotism at this time, once out of control, the ordinary people around him, including Su Xiaoxiao, can't live.
The extremely violent sound of the piano, once completely out of control, is likely to destroy the consciousness of the surrounding people, make them become hypnotic puppets, and become individuals like living dead.
At that time, Su Xiaoxiao and the teachers and students of the orchestra did not know how dangerous it was.
They almost walked on the wire between life and death, and almost fell into a cliff.
In order to fill the cruel void as soon as possible, Wang Yiyang "goes to work" every day to concentrate on this data analysis.
Mister has a certain level of acquiescence in the Mein Commonwealth, and has many benefits.
The large amount of affluent funds also made Wang Yiyang spend money to collect all kinds of talents, which is more handy.
In an instant, it was June.
It was getting closer to the outbreak of Heather's four holes.
Location Underground of Mist Private Hospital, Guixi Town.
Wang Yiyang slowly withdrew from the engraving space, looking tired.
This was the fourteenth time he entered the mysterious world, trying to kill the black fireman.
Unfortunately, it failed.
During this period, he tried to ambush each other with various modern weapons and powerful bombing, but it was useless.
I also tried to prepare a large number of voiceless voice recorders around, and played them remotely together, which was useless.
The suppression of the black fire man by the voiceless spell also began to become weaker and weaker. He seemed to be constantly improving his resistance to the voiceless spell.
All hypnotic methods are equally useless.
"I feel it now, Roy was in agony."
Wang Yiyang sat on the rattan chair and exhaled.
Without the means of hypnosis, even the top hypnotherapists will instantly fall in combat effectiveness.
"My perception has exceeded sixty, and theoretically more than fifty has reached the level of the red shirt.
Recently, I have completed the various books and skills of the hypnotherapist at the level of red clothes, and the accumulation is almost, but there is still no way to cope with the enemy who is not afraid of hypnosis. "
Wang Yiyang now understands the troubles of the hypnotist. This system is too partial.
Powerful is powerful, but the extreme partiality also leads to the combat effectiveness of the hypnotherapists falling straight once they fail to come up with a countermeasure.
"I'm okay. I have silent killings and the dexterous hands that have inherited my identity before, as well as the killing skills of the killer Li Wei, Heather's various combat experiences, and the strengthening of k crystal potion.
So unlike ordinary hypnotists, without hypnosis it is extremely fragile. If other hypnotists encounter me like this "
Wang Yiyang slightly simulated it, then shook his head slightly.
Once the hypnotist fails, it is almost a death.
"This time, it seems that the situation can only be bumped against one another.
He groaned and stood up.
Walked to the special bookshelf in the basement, and placed a book of various skills and techniques of the hypnotist from Taour.
He glanced over the top red-class books.
"Animal Consciousness", "Emotions and Emotions", "Dialectical External Perception", "Thinking Trap Maze", "Self Emotional Transfer", "Insect Consciousness", "False Limits and Biological Potential"
Each of these series of books represents the ability and direction that a red-level hypnotherapist can master.
The red coat is a layer, which represents the layer where the perception reaches a certain level and causes qualitative change.
At this level, you can learn and choose a direction.
Each of these books in front represents a red hypnotist in the direction of a category.
"The defect of the hypnotist is too serious. What I need now is a way to quickly improve the actual combat ability in myself."
Wang Yiyang glanced across a book, and finally stopped at a very thick large tome.
False Limits and Biological Potential.
This book represents a part of Shen's mind, a part of the hypnotist focused on tapping his own potential.
This type of hypnotherapists, after reaching the level of perceptually powerful red clothes, did not strengthen their external hypnotic ability, but instead embarked on the path of studying themselves.
However, compared with the bishop level, their perceptual intensity and fineness are still far from sufficient, so their research on the human body's own potential has not achieved much.
Comparing the bishop's explosive and powerful self-reinforcement, the gap is quite obvious.
"Look first and then talk." Wang Yiyang pulled out the book.
Combined with Rory's memory in his mind, he may be able to harvest more things.
Open the cover.
Lines were clearly written on the white pages.
‘Life has its limits. The limits are structured. ’
‘Body is strong, so perception is stronger. ’
‘Perception, flesh, consciousness is everything. ’