Chapter 11: Overbearing bodyguards stick to me

Huai Shi never dreamed that before he reached the peak of his life, he would one day be able to get a treatment with the school and match the legendary bodyguard.
It's a pity that this bodyguard has the disadvantage of more than one basket in addition to being a sauer cowboy ...
Without waiting for the opposition of Huai Shi, Ai Qing arranged everything neatly, and quickly assigned a 24-hour personal bodyguard to the Huai Shi-the unlucky ghost Liu Dongli.
When Ai Qing was there, he didn't dare to be arrogant. As soon as she was gone, Liu Dongli swayed in the stone pavillion.
"It's a shame, this house is a pity, it's obviously tasteful ... Where is my room?"
Huai Shi rolled his eyes, "There are so many empty rooms, there are also in the bed clutter room, which one is fancy."
"What to eat? I haven't eaten lunch yet."
"Do you want boiled noodles in clean water?"
"Where is the bathroom?" He took out a pile of bottles and cans, worrying: "I'm going to replenish the water, the ultraviolet rays have been too strong recently."
"If you don't like the habit of walking four steps in the bathroom, the corner is, and by the way, there is no water heater, you need to burn it yourself, and the firewood is in the backyard."
"Eh."
Liu Dongli sighed unpleasantly, I don't know whether it was because she couldn't take four steps backwards or couldn't take a bath freely. After he commented on the whole house, he thought of Huai Shi's vestibule, backyard, living room, balcony, bathroom, etc., and finally remembered it, and found out his mobile phone: "Eh, how much WIFI?"
"No!"
After being dealt with by Ai Qing with a radish and a big stick, Huai Shi was not in a good mood, and the cowboy was also very unhappy: "Are you coming to be a bodyguard or an uncle?"
"Nonsense, of course, to be an uncle."
Liu Dongli snorted, went out with his hands on his back, and came back after a while, carrying a huge black plastic bag, "Where is the shovel?"
Huai Shi looked at the trapped adult-shaped plastic bag, and there was some hair in his heart: "What are you doing?"
"Buried the body." Liu Dongli asked back: "Do you like this thing in the corridor?"
"... Where are you going to bury?"
Huai Shi warned.
Liu Dongli didn't speak, looked at the window, and Huaishi jumped up anxiously: "No! Buried dead in your garden? How stupid!"
"Where is that buried?"
"The back door uphill is full of open space, how far can be buried!"
"Hey, it's troublesome."
Although Liu Dongli was lazy, but no longer objected, he left with his body and shovel.
After watching him go out, Huaishi was relieved.
"Oh, finally gone." The crow didn't know where to get out: "It made me hide for a long time."
Huai Shi sees this ghost bird that grinds foreign workers, and suddenly becomes more angry: "Just where did you go!"
"Give you your hands and tails, otherwise the little girl's eyes are so sharp, if you spit it off, will it be okay?" The crow rolled his eyes.
Mentioning this, Huai Shi couldn't get angry, "What the is that thing? How come it came out of me?"
Originally thought that he was dying and exploded, what kind of magical power can awaken, but in the end, he awakened a magical chili noodle, who can bear it ...
"Ah, how to say, by definition, it is a rare source material, the essence of high purity extracted from a large number of death and destruction phenomena ..."
After crowing for a moment, the crow replied: "If you want me to explain how you can spill this thing, then probably, you read the death record and use your own unique attributes to extract the time you faced death. The fear is added to the source of its own dissipation, and a high-purity ash is synthesized.
However, this is not your soul ability, but a by-product of your subconscious application of your own attributes. For example, it may be the noise of the washing machine, the waste water of the air conditioner, and the radiation of the electromagnetic oven. "
"Can't you change an adjective!"
"Okay, so to speak, now you-probably a negative energy machine."
"It doesn't matter if you don't add that word!"
Huai Shi was furious and stared at him resentfully: "And what a ghost skill? Can't you help me get a better one?"
"I thought, why ..." The crow shrugged, "Then what wall can't be painted, you know?"
"......"
Huai Shi stared at it bitterly for a long time, and soon reacted again: "In this way, negative emotions can be extracted, then positive emotions may not be right? That is to say, I can make a fat man happy ash at any time?"
"Oh, are you saying" The Dust of the Eradicator "?" The crow nodded: "That's right, but the problem comes from ... you have to have some happy memories, right?"
"Fart! Why are there no happy memories? How happy I am!" Huai Shi patted his chest angrily: "I don't know how happy I have lived in my life? It's not like I'm happy until night, and I'm asleep. I can continue to have fun! "
"......"
The crow didn't speak, just looked at him until Huai Shi turned her head embarrassedly, "Let's change the subject ..."
In this way, under the cruel reality, he accepted the fact that he became a negative energy making machine.
"Since someone is here at home, for safety reasons, I am afraid that I will hide for a while, and what I do next may depend on yourself."
The crow heard the footsteps coming from the back door and hurriedly said: "To avoid exposure, you should not read the death records in the book of destiny when someone is there. Try your own meditation."
"Meditation?"
Huai Shi stunned: "How do you think?"
"Don't you give you the WIFI password?"
The crow spread its wings freely and flew into the distance, leaving only the last words.
"Check it yourself."
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After a busy afternoon, finally meeting Liu Dongli's strange needs.
In the middle, Huai Shi was still busy sneaking in and secretly checked with his mobile phone. What was Paige, wrong, and meditation ...
Took him three or four hours to read from 100,000 advertisements and propaganda materials of various strange religions, and finally found a relatively reliable explanation from a foreign language encyclopedia.
Generally speaking, meditation is divided into many types. The high-end method is very complicated. You need to find a quiet place first. It is best to breeze Xulai, Mingyue high, or bamboo forest, or the water, and then bathe and change clothes. , Burning incense, etc ...
If you want a low profile, it's simply terrible: Find a comfortable place to lie down, close your eyes, and then you're done.
Although it sounds ridiculous, at least there is nothing wrong with this method, at most it is accidentally falling asleep. If you are fooling around in a strange way, the endocrine disorder is still mild, that is, you are making a big stride on the road of schizophrenia. .
In a website quoted by an encyclopedia entry, Huai Shi saw his summary of the essence of meditation on a blog of a British metaphysical dead mansion: after breaking away from the background of occultism, for ordinary people, meditation is a relaxation of nerves and The way the brain rests. By venting yourself into a deep dormant state, the internal organs and nervous system in an overload state have room for rest and self-repair.
Is therefore not limited to meditation, ascetic practice, chanting, or taking drugs, as long as you can put yourself into a relaxed, empty state, just do whatever you want.
The blogger also recommended the methods that he personally tried in his blog, and listed the advantages and disadvantages, including: writing, the disadvantage is that it is easy to get anxious after Cavan, if someone is found that you do it with your own name If the protagonist wrote "Goblin is a thing in the pool", you will welcome social death in its high-speed transmission; playing the piano, the disadvantage is that it is difficult to get started and it is easy to disturb the people. The blogger was visited by a neighbor for the third time. After the beating, he chose to give up.
Finally, the blogger came to the conclusion: it is better to paint.
In his last blog post, he said that he not only emptied himself and entered the state of meditation through his concentration in the process of drawing, but also heard the ancient soul returning from the seventh dimension whisper in his ear and dream, narrating With the truth of all things, he has gained enlightenment and relief.
At the end of the article, he also posted his latest work after the rapid advancement of his painting skills.
"Oh ..."
Huai Shi leaned back so that the pair of dried sheep blood and broken internal organs and big eyeballs on the screen were mixed and stirred together. The "exquisite work" was farther away from me: "Brother, are you alright?"
Before turning off the phone, he took a look. This man's last blog post was two years ago.
And the address he left in the blog is a city that Huaixi has never heard of, called Manchester, and it is not searchable on the map software. I am afraid this blog is a joke ... right?
Turn off the phone, and Huai Shi has a bold idea for his cello.
Anyway, just empty yourself?
No novels can be written, paintings ca n’t be painted, although the piano can play a little but ca n’t get on the table, should the cello be okay?
He eagerly tried for a long time, first went to the water to take a bath and changed into a more serious costume, and then calmly calmed down for a long time.
"Will you pull" The Prestige "?"
Liu Dongli, who is squashing, wants to order a song, "Taoyuan Love Song or Bliss Pure Land is also fine."
"Go!"
Huai Shi rolled his eyes, and when he heard Weifengtang, he thought that this guy was on the road, but he didn't expect him to think completely differently from himself.
"Just a Bach, I love to listen to it, don't listen to it."
Follow him, Huai Shi ignored him, lowered his eyes, and pulled the bow. Just after a tone, his movements suddenly stopped.
Froze in place.
The low-pitched sound of the strings remained in the air, slowly reverberating, and dispersed ... But it sounded like it was different from the original one. It should be said that it felt completely different. It is not a matter of feel and rhythm, but a sense of hierarchy that sounds very different from the past.
Seems to suddenly change a person.
No, it should be said that it is more appropriate to change a piano.
Huai Shi never thought of it. From his own hands, he can pull out such gentle and soothing notes from his old piano. As if the thin voice has been given a thick texture, he can feel it. , They are flowing.
When he pulled the strings again, the thick and light melody, like the melodious melody that was given to life, sprayed out from the strings like flowing water, just like the extension of will and body, the whole person was small The body was detached, sublimated, transformed into thick light and rain, spread to the surroundings, controlled by the melody, echoed in this empty hall.
The teacher in the past explained repeatedly, but his vague sense that he could hardly comprehend him suddenly discovered at this moment that it was so simple.
Those full of emotions that emerged somehow from the insides of the lungs, with the movement of the five fingers and the strings, merged into the low melody, like a river rushing into the surging sea, shaking his consciousness, flying him around him I went to a distant place.
"Mom, is this an upgrade?"
Was too late to utter tongues and excitement. Huai Shi didn't even have time to feel joy and excitement. He was already attracted by his melody and involuntarily indulged in the sad and low voice.
He seemed to be asleep again.
But in the dream, there is no death and fear that has been entangled with oneself.
In a silent darkness, he felt like he was sinking in the water, full of tranquility and serenity.
When he tried to open his eyes, his eyes were blurry and indistinguishable. He could only vaguely see the light in the distance, with ripples like tides.
And when he tried to dance his hands and feet, the darkness seemed to break through, and he returned to the empty hall again.
Suspended in midair.
When Huai Shi lowered his head, he saw himself playing preoccupied.
It was like the whole person was divided into two. One material self was drunk in the performance, but the spiritual self seemed to ride the melody, freed from the shackles of the body, and flew in the air.
Suddenly discovered that Liu Dongli did not know when he had left the hall.
He wandered around curiously, and found that he was able to penetrate the wall and acted like a ghost, but he could move freely, but he could not leave the surroundings of the stone pavillion.
Seems to be imprisoned in the center by invisible walls.
"This is protection, Huaishi, don't misunderstand the pains of others."
The illusory crow stood on the branch outside the wall and looked at him, as if he had penetrated the thought in his heart: "Separation of source and mass is an extremely dangerous act. Without the protection of the stone pith pavilion, you may be like darkness Like the candlelight in the middle, what kind of ghosts are you staring at? "
Said that it flapped its wings, and flicked back the wings of Huai Shi who climbed on the wall: "Friendly reminder, don't try this kind of place in other places until the Mercury Rank is complete."
Like drunkenness or dreaming, Huai Shi didn't even hear what she was saying, fluttering like fallen leaves, flying swaying and wandering around in the pith pavilion.
Soon, he found the sneaky Liu Dongli in the bathroom on the third floor.
While not paying attention while Huaixi played the piano, he secretly ran to the toilet on the third floor, locked the door, carefully looked around, and after confirming that no one was paying attention, then reached out and took out a bottle from the small bag .
The heart of Huai poetry was raised at once.
What exactly does he want to do?
Just as Huaishi poked out half of his head curiously from the wall, peeping at what the guy was doing, he saw that with a sigh, he dyed that end with a few strands of long golden hair ... Down.
Picked it up ...
Huai Shi's eyes widened in amazement: What the hell?
I only saw Liu Dongli turn on the flash of the mobile phone, facing the mirror, illuminating the top of the bare head, and the expression became sad: "Two more drops ... Ah, every time you use your ability ... the woman is bad. Very ...
Holding two slender fluffs, Liu Dongli's tears almost came down. After scorning Ai Qing who was not conscientious for a long time, he sighed, dug out a little paste from the bottle, and evenly applied it on his scalp, and then he quickly put it on again after hearing the sound of Huai Shi Put on a wig and hurried away.
The speechless Huai poem also with the end of the piano sound, was pulled back into his body by the invisible force.
He opened his eyes and saw Liu Dongli, who was in praise and applause, as if he had never been there.
"Good job!"
Liu Dongli seriously pointed out: "However, there is still room for improvement."
I don't know why, he always feels that Huai Shi's eyes suddenly have mercy on him ...
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The next day, before dawn, Huai Shi was awakened by Liu Dongli's rough knock on the door.
After a long absence of normal sleep, he yawned and pushed open the door, and then saw Liu Dongli's two dark circles.
Eyes are full of bloodshot eyes.
"What's the matter with you?" He stunned: "How come it seems to have seen a ghost."
"What do you say?"
Liu Dongli looked at him resentfully: "What's going on with your family?"
"What's going on? Isn't it broken, is it old?" Huai Shi leaned back a little and said: "Why are you so precious in your city?"
"Delicate ass! Break a little old, I'll be camping, but you didn't say your home is a ghost house."
Liu Dongli's expression was more and more grieved: "From the early morning, there will be continuous dripping sounds in the toilet next door, the floor in the corridor is always crunchy, and there are footsteps! I hear clearly!"
"Aren't all the old houses like this?" Huai Shi casually picked up the wash cup and walked downstairs, asking calmly: "Have you seen the aging facilities?"
"Are you sighing in the empty room of the aging of your home!"
Liu Dongli jumped up angrily: "Your family is not haunted!"
"......"
Huai Shi was silent for a moment, watching his eyes pity more and more, and for a long time, patted him gently on the shoulder: "Old Liu, you must be tired? Don't be afraid, there is no ghost in this world ..."
It was n’t until Huai Shi walked for a long time that Liu Dongli froze in place to react, so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat his whole family with several sticks, and then took a set of ‘fullcombo’:
"I recognized it if I didn't ask me, but what kind of ghost is Lao Liu! My uncle is old enough to be your uncle!"