The birds that get up early have insects to eat. Does Lao Ao who gets up early have any? Please ~

But in other words, this kid is still a young boy, and it is easier to deal with. The corpse Taoist regained his mood and was secretly happy. On the surface, he frowned and looked serious and said earnestly: "Comrade Xiao Wang, you are not good. As a veteran, I know that there are too many dangerous things in this world and often cannot be measured by strength levels alone. As a senior, I have this obligation and responsibility to guide you. The three iron armored corpses can just practice your hands."

Wang Yan was still hesitant, but as the corpse Taoist jumped up and down, he raised the appearance price step by step. Finally, he gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely and said, "Okay, I'll just treat it as accumulating experience value. Senior must show mercy."

"Haha, don't worry. As an old man from the National Bureau of Non-State Bureau, how could I bully a junior?" The Taoist slapped his chest with a strict manner, "Then we have a decisive statement. I will meet at the unit tomorrow. I will definitely support the newcomer." But I was already happy. It turned out that this young man was really simple. Alas, why would I feel a little overwhelmed by bullying a simple newcomer like this?

Forget it, just cheat him less. If you don’t have two thousand milliliters, three thousand milliliters are enough. Oh my, I’m such a good person, a good person

"Well, it's a matter of determination. Senior corpse, we will see you tomorrow." Wang Yan was laughing, smiling sincerely. He waved his hand and said goodbye to the corpse Taoist. Finally, he raised the price to 15 million yuan, and then played with three iron armored corpses. Hey eyes closed the chapter of "My eyes" in his mouth.

This made Wang Yan feel embarrassed to pretend. Should I bully an old senior who has a poor information channel like this?

Wang Yan was not afraid that he would have no money. Old monsters of this level could easily accumulate some good things before liberation and put them in the present, and they were treasures worth a thousand gold.

I still owe the unit 19 million, so let Senior Citizens support us poor juniors. Haha, it seems that this Senior Citizen is pretty good except for trying to get some of his own blood.

Forget it, just cheat him less. Don’t you make 20 to 30 million, 30 to 40 million. Oh, my old man is such a good person, a good person

A pair of guys with different thoughts happily split up on the subway.

Not to mention the corpse Taoist, Wang Yan got off the subway and returned to Xianghu Community. His own community covers a large area, and the area of ​​plants and water within it is much larger than that of buildings.

As soon as he walked into the community, the fresh and slightly humid air came to his face. Wang Yan, who was in a particularly comfortable mood, stretched and hugged the little ferret who was hiding in his clothes and asleep in his arms.

It was already ninety o'clock in the evening, and the people who were walking and eating had already returned home. The birds who usually chirped had returned to their nests.

Wang Yan took advantage of the bright moonlight and shuttled through the pebbly intestine path.

The evening breeze blows, making the leaves of camphor trees rustling by the road. In the surrounding streams and lotus ponds, male frogs sing happily. In their world, whoever screams the loudest will be able to win the favor of the opposite sex.

This made Wang Yan smile. Any creature in this world spared no effort to reproduce offspring and showed itself to its fullest.

Wang Yan walked along the way to the melon-shaped small lake, watching the willows by the lake swaying in the wind, the lake waves rippling under the moonlight, and the silver light shimmering.

A hairy crab the size of a millstone climbed onto the shore with apart the Bibo, gathered two large pliers, and rubbed Wang Yan's legs to show his compliment. Although it was just a first spiritual development, it could at least tell which people could be provoked and who wanted to appease them.

"Little thing, I'm sorry." Wang Yan squatted down, swayed on its armor twice, and apologized slightly, "I've been busy in recent days and I don't have time to take you back to my hometown for the time being. I can only feel wronged that you have been in such a small pool for the time being and continue to stay for a while."

When the hairy crabs heard this, I was so happy. What's the best thing to do when I go back to my hometown? Although my hometown is very large and the waters are very open, the prey there is very wild, so it is not easy to catch them.

But it was different in this small pond. The foolish fish were not alert at all. They waved their big pliers and looked at them with their eyes wide open and curiously.

There are also those hairy crab girls, although they are a little smaller.

But Xiao Xiao is much more obedient than the rough women in the big lake, and they are just so charming.

So the hairy crab excitedly waved the pincers the size of a human fist. Boss, you are busy, the busier the better, and it is best to be so busy that you forget your younger brother.

Then it slid happily, slid quietly into the water along the grass on the shore, and continued to look for its crab girls to go happily.

Wang Yan laughed in silence. It is rare for a hairy crab to be so happy.

Building No. 18 by the lake stands quietly. It is Wuya Ange's home, but the lights have been dark these two days. Wang Yan also inquired about Brother Xiong and heard that she was on a business trip some time ago.

Below the building, the short fence was covered with tender roses. Wang Yan smelled the faint fragrance of flowers and listened to the rippling waves of the lake, and felt inexplicably quiet and comfortable in his heart.

It seemed as if it had suddenly entered a wonderful state, with its consciousness being empty and clear, and its mental power spreading in all directions with the pineal gland on the forehead as the center.

Suddenly, he felt a small centipede seven or eight centimeters crawling over behind him. With instinctive reaction, he quickly turned around and dodged.

I saw the little centipede passing by with a swaggering swaying on the half-rotted dead branches and leaves.

Wang Yan just used his mental power to clearly feel its existence.

Yes, it is to feel it, not to see it.

But that feeling was very clear, even much clearer than his current vision in dim light. When he recalled that moment, Wang Yan could clearly remember every detail of his body, his black and shiny carapace, his hook-shaped legs, his body, his yellow and white abdomen, his two majestic tentacles in front of his red head, and a pair of poisonous palatal teeth like pliers.

Xianghu Community is a high-end community, with many more trees, grasslands, rockery and mountains than people, and water sources are also very abundant. The environment is original, which has also caused a lot of wild animals in the community.

It’s fine if you are turtledoves, egrets, etc. You are often seen frogs, toads, turtles. Of course, there are also some terrible small animals such as snakes, centipedes, mice, and weasels.

But the property will be cleaned up regularly for those creatures that can cause panic and danger. However, the community's source environment is so complex, there are naturally many fish that miss the net.

Wang Yan didn't want to miss this sudden agility, so he closed his eyes and stretched out his mental power again.

The surrounding scene was presented to his mind as if it was 360 degrees without dead corners. It was clearer, more delicate and comprehensive than what he saw with his eyes.

The wonderful use of spiritual power is really delicate and vivid.

A picture appeared in my mind, to be precise, a three-dimensional picture centered on himself and spread in all directions. All three-dimensional pictures appeared in my mind without missing a single one in front of me, left and right, and even on my head.

For example, Wang Yan could clearly "feel" a small tree two or three meters high on the left. This was not a normal sense of seeing, but a real feeling. Just like God's perspective, he could feel all its images in all directions, the crown, the stud, and the roots that penetrated deep into the soil and were entangled in the tangle.

As his "focus of attention" is placed on one of its leaves, he can even "feel" the meridians on its green tender leaves, and then put the "focus of attention" on a certain meridian, he can clearly feel the slight pulsation of the slender meridians, which are transporting water and nutrition to the leaves.

This is a very wonderful experience, and it is difficult to describe this experience that completely transcends human vision. Those pictures are so clear, delicate and complete.

Wang Yan stood there blankly, forgetting everything, and immersed in this extraordinary and wonderful feeling experience.

"Feeling" the flow of air.

I felt a fat worm chewing on a leaf, juicy leaves. Unfortunately, it was eating too happily, and I didn't notice that a monster with giant claws had approached secretly. The next moment, the worm was struggling hard and was pinched off its head. The green juice flew everywhere, but its fat body became the dinner for the monster.

Wang Yan also felt that in the soil under the semi-decaying dead leaves where he was standing, there was a nest of ants entrenched in the soil, with an ant hole crisscrossing and extremely complex structure. Countless ants were busy and busy. A group of ants found a corpse, then rushed up and collaborated to drag it back to the ant nest.

After a while, another group of insects seemed to have entered the territory and started a full-scale war with the nest of ants. Warriors on both sides continued to die, and reinforcements continued to come. The war was extremely fierce.

Everything happened in the range of five or six meters centered on Wang Yan. But everything was revealed in his mind.

Life is so lively and colorful.

What surprised Wang Yan even more was that the wonderful use of mental power was so delicate and colorful, and he could experience such a wonderful and amazing scene and a sense of shock, far exceeding those so-called blockbusters.

The excitement and extraordinary feeling from the heart made him feel particularly comfortable.

Before he knew it, an hour passed and two hours passed. Drops of crystal dewdrops condensed from Wang Yan's clothes, the ends of his hair, and between his eyebrows.

And he seemed to be still immersed in the extremely delicate and wonderful, vivid super sensory world. His face was as quiet as water, peaceful and peaceful. From time to time, a dewdrop fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!