Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 694 Intoxicated
"Xiao Hao, where did this fragrance come from? It looks quite unique." Father Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed.

His eyes are not very good.

It has nothing to do with myopia, but the natural cloudiness of middle-aged and elderly people. Compared with the average middle-aged and elderly people, Father Chen's condition is a little less good.

Chen Hao didn't answer, but put the incense stick on the lighter in his hand.

The lighter was turned off, and the incense was lit.

There was no smoke, or the smoke was too faint to be seen.

Only a small red dot appeared on the top of the incense stick, and against the background of this little red dot, there was a touch of light but astonishing crystal green on the incense stick next to the little red dot.

This is something that Chen Hao didn't notice when he was in the clubhouse before.

With that little bit of green, Chen Hao seems to have seen the most moving color in the world.

That touch of crystal clearness, reflected in her eyes, seemed to be reflected in her heart at the same time.

Not only the color, but also the fragrance.

It is also the most touching fragrance in the world, and at this moment, it blooms like an epiphyllum.

Chen Hao was awake for a few seconds longer than when she was in the clubhouse at noon, and then she was as lost as before.

Saying lost is actually not accurate.

Because it is neither lost nor lost.

But just intoxicated.

Extremely intoxicated.

All the mind and attention of the body are attracted by the fragrance, intoxicated by it, and even a little bit of attention does not want to be invested in the outside world, in other places.

Therefore, it showed this state of being lost.

In other words, being lost means losing your mind and not knowing where your mind has gone.

But in this state now, the soul is only guarding the house, just guarding this "house" firmly, in a strange state similar to half drunk and half awake, feeling the blending of the body and the fragrance.

The fragrance diffuses a little bit and blends into the body.

The body seems to diffuse a little bit in the same way, blending into the fragrance.

Between each other, slowly and gradually merge with each other until they are completely integrated.

But at this time, both the body and the mind seemed to be "sleeping" in extreme comfort and intoxication.

This time, the incense sticks are no longer held in the hand, but placed on a tray.

Therefore, there is no longer the scorching heat of burning hands to wake Chen Hao up.

In fact, if you look from the sidelines, you will find that the three people in the piano room woke up one after another in about ten to twenty minutes after the online incense was burned.

But sober is sober, no one wants to move, no one wants to talk.

Even, no one wants to wake up.

They are clearly sober, but their minds are "pretending to be crazy", "pretending to be stupid", and they are still greedy for the feeling of being intoxicated both physically and mentally.

Breathing is still naturally deep and slow.

It is the body trying to absorb the fragrance to the greatest extent in such a way.

Although the incense sticks were burned out, the fragrance from the incense sticks still permeated the room, and it was far from being exhausted.

I just don't know why, the same fragrance seems to be missing a certain taste or feeling just now, and that taste or feeling is what the body and mind like the most.

So, about half an hour later, in the room, the three of them blinked their eyes almost simultaneously, pursed their lips, and moved their bodies.

This also means that the three of them really bid farewell to the state just now.

Although, the body and mind were still affected, and did not return to normal immediately.

"Xiao Hao, where did this incense come from?" Father Chen asked.

He asked this once when he lit the incense just now, but at that time, he said it with a smile, neither careless nor intentional.

But at this time, he asked very seriously.

"I remember, you used to have a group of fun friends, it was..."

"No!" Chen Hao spoke quickly, both answering and interrupting, "Dad, how do you feel? If you light this incense, can you meditate?"

"Meditation?" Father Chen pondered, "Meditation is like just now?"

Chen Hao nodded, repeatedly.

"That's very good, very good." Father Chen said, then nodded slightly unconsciously, and emphasized again, "It's very good! No wonder Xiaohao you asked me to do this meditation before, this is indeed a Good stuff!"

"Not bad!"

He said again, and then lifted his clenched fists from the ground behind him, raised them above his head, and stretched several times.

At this time, neither Father Chen himself, nor his wife, nor Chen Hao noticed that this was a normal and normal habitual action for ordinary people.

But for Father Chen, this is not the case.

Because the waist and spine were not very strong, he didn't know how long he hadn't done this movement, and he even forgot that he would do such a movement.

At this time, it was the body "spontaneously" that made him stretch unconsciously, and there were several stretches at a time.

"Xiao Hao, meditation really works, my waist feels a little lighter!"

Father Chen still didn't realize that, after saying this, he stood up and walked leisurely in the room, as a way of exercising his sedentary body.

After walking a few steps, he stopped in a slightly strange way.

It seems to be a bit weird.

How should I put it, it doesn't look like sitting on the ground for a long time and still not moving at all.

There is no numbness in the body.

The body is very relaxed and light, just like after a sauna and then waking up after taking a nap.

No, not right.

Much more comfortable than that!

It just feels a little like it.

"Unexpectedly, meditation is really amazing!" Father Chen murmured, almost talking to himself.

Chen Hao was talking with her mother, and her mother kept asking her some questions.

Father Chen listened.

In fact, what my wife asked was what he wanted to ask.

"Ghost girl, where does this fragrance come from?"

"From a friend."

"friend?"

"Well, I just met a little sister. She is a member of the club and learns yoga from me."

"Did you ask her where this incense came from? Where is it sold?"

"I haven't asked yet. She gave it to me at noon, so I probably didn't buy it."

"Then hurry up and ask, ask now!"

"I don't have her number in my phone."

It wasn't that Chen Hao was negligent, nor was it careless, but that when she applied for the card, Shen Xin didn't leave her number or address.

There are cases like this, and there are many.

Take the information of those members in the clubhouse, many of them only left a name, and it was a pseudonym or an online name!

After all, it is a club that is open to the outside world, so it is impossible to turn people away without leaving a phone number, right?Maybe some clubs are like this, and they also have a real-name system, and even their ID number must be registered, but Chen Hao's is not.

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