In the sea of ​​consciousness, on the white light ball, the originally peaceful and orderly white light suddenly became bright and dark, flickering. It was like an old light bulb encountered an uncertain voltage, making people worried that it would explode like this.

And below the light bulb, below the system, a fat boy about five or six years old with a little baby on his face was looking from bottom to top with a smile on his face, without any awareness of being the culprit of all this.

After about ten minutes, the flashing large light ball finally stabilized, no longer looking like it would explode at any time. However, I was so desperate that Ainos below suddenly spoke again and said, "What, you are so ashamed of your system?"

"Bang--" It sounded like something broken. The large light ball system that was originally hanging high above the sea of ​​consciousness and shining thousands of times suddenly seemed to be powered off. The light on the surface of the body dimmed visible to the naked eye, and in the end there was only a layer of fluorescence.

"Well-it seems like I've played it? By the way, it seems that something was shattering just now. Is it my illusion?" Ainos asked himself with some confusion.

But soon, Enos threw all this behind his mind. Although he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, his heart was still very broad about unknown things like auditory hallucinations.

Speaking of this, Ainos closed his eyes, moved his mind and left the space of consciousness.

But just after Ainos left, the big light ball above the sea of ​​consciousness changed again. It first emitted a strange light that was difficult to see in the naked eye, shining throughout the sea of ​​consciousness, as if it was detecting something. After confirming that there was no abnormality, the big light ball shone brightly again.

And as the big light ball shone again, bursts of tiny sounds continued to echo in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Bastard asshole..."

Outside, Ainos, who was originally lying in the hammock with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the roof of the tree house for a few seconds. He returned to his senses again.

"Huh--To be honest, the difference that arises when switching sensory senses is really uncomfortable." Ainos covered his head and said with some emotion: "Compared with the various constraints in the real world, the feeling of being unrestrained and wantonly swimming in the sea of ​​consciousness is really fascinating."

The real world and the consciousness world are completely different. Ainos has long known this: under the constraints of the real world, under the constraints of rules, the power that people can show can be said to be extremely small compared to the entire vast starry sky. The constraints of the body also make it difficult for the consciousness, spirit and mind to move to the best.

However, in the consciousness space, the human consciousness body can travel freely, temporarily asking for the heavy sense of restraint in the real world. This is why since ancient times, so many Taoist and Buddhist masters have regarded cremation as emanation, nirvana as nirvana, pursuing spiritual expulsion, and instead regarding the body as a stinky skin. These are all the feelings of feeling the physical constraints after the spiritual power and pure to the incredible state of cultivation.

After turning over and getting out of bed, Ainos put on his shoes, tidied up his belongings, walked slowly out of the tree house, came to the door, and looked down, the tree house was more than ten meters away from the ground. In fact, this wooden house was actually created by Ainos after he learned the deformation technique, and after he changed the inner inside of the top floor of the tree and expanded the trunk space by himself. In addition, the cover of the surrounding branches made the wooden house produce a physical "invisible".

Looking at the ground more than ten meters away from him, Ainos stretched out his hand and opened his five fingers, gathering together, and the branches that had been covering the tree houses opened one after another, completely exposing the book house that was originally covered by layers.

Then, golden light flashed in Ainos' eyes. As he thought, a golden circular passage led to the ground diagonally. At first glance, it looked like a slide with a strange shape. In fact, it was true. Ainos jumped and slid down the passage. Behind him, the branches and leaves closed again on the trees with branches and trunks, causing the tree house to fall into layers of branches and leaves again and hide. It seemed as if waiting for the return of his master, and as if waiting for the adventurer to appear. Perhaps, when the winter solstice and the leaves drifted, there would be a lucky person to appear this wonderful tree house like an elf.

......

After patting his clothes on his body, Ainos stood up and looked at the "slide" behind him, and said with some self-deprecating words: "I am the only one to use the spiritual power field to make the slide." After all, now my spiritual position can't even stop a missile, so I can only do such small things.

He shook his head, as if he wanted to throw this self-deprecating idea out of his mind. The golden light flashed in Ainos's eyes, and the "slide" behind him was shattered, turning into golden light spots and disappearing.

......

In the antique shop of Balsazze, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, Balsazze and Veronica were eating two simple breakfasts, one piece of bacon, one fried egg, and two slices of bread. This is the breakfast that Balsazze made with back pain this morning. After all, you can't expect a woman who stayed in the knowledge level more than a thousand years ago to learn to use those "quirky" "magic items" the next day after coming to modern society. Although Balsazze has repeatedly emphasized that there is no hot spring in the water heater, no magic circle for heating in the bread machine, and the natural gas stove is not ignited with magic. If you really do this, I guess what I see after Ainos comes is the fire scene.

Looking at Veronica who was cutting bacon with a knife and fork in front of him, Barsazer's eyes were filled with a glimmer of happiness. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, got up and walked into the kitchen, while Veronica beside him looked at his back with a puzzled look.

Soon, Balsazer walked out of the kitchen with two glasses of milk.

Barsazze put a glass of milk in front of Veronica and asked with a smile: "Try it?" After taking a small sip, Veronica raised her eyebrows and asked with a happy smile: "Milk? Where did you get it? Is there a ranch nearby?"

Regarding Veronica's question, Barsazze smiled and replied: "There are no pastures nearby. Your bottle of milk was bought from the store just now." Speaking of this, Barsazze felt a little moved. He was single for more than a thousand years, but he was extremely unkempt. In addition to dressing, most of his food was mainly food, or he could do it himself and deal with it quickly.

This led to the fact that when he wanted to make a loving breakfast for his lover today, he found that there were only a few eggs left in the refrigerator. As for bacon and bread? These were all bought by him temporarily. But when he came back, he found Veronica facing the gas stove, intending to use flame magic to ignite the fire to heat up! He almost scared him to death. Although he and Veronica are both magicians, this does not mean that they can use their bodies to resist the natural gas explosion!

Finally, after his persuasion, Veronica gave up the efficient (in various senses, including explosion) ignition method of using flame magic, and instead used the bread machine on the side and handed the stove to Balsazze.

And the milk in front of you was bought from the store by Balsazze and brought it out after heating it.

Looking at Barsazze's affectionate eyes, Veronica said with some emotion: "Thank you, Barsazze, thank you for your waiting and love for more than a thousand years." On the way back to the store yesterday, Veronica had been communicating with Barsazze about the changes she had been sealed over the years. When he heard that more than a thousand years had passed, Barsazze's unswerving wait for her for more than a thousand years, he hit the softest part of the woman's heart.

Barsazze *** the cheek and said affectionately: "No need to thank you, Veronica, I love you, this is what I should do."

"Balsazze..." Veronica's voice was already filled with some choking.

"Veronica..." Barsazze still looked so affectionate.
Chapter completed!