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Chapter 147 The Strange Wordless Book
"Zuo Xinrui is usually very silent, basically no different from normal people except that he doesn't speak, only when he gets sick, he will show a very manic state, making acts of self-harm or hurting others, which is a typical mania. Generally speaking, there are two types of manic patients. One is the depression caused by living in a depressive environment all day long. Zuo Xinrui’s family conditions are very good, and her parents love her very much. This possibility can be completely ruled out. Then There is only the second possibility." Ye Feng said, and let out a breath slowly.

Zhang Kexin's appetite had just been whetted, and she asked anxiously, "What about the second situation? You haven't mentioned the second situation yet?"

Ye Feng nodded and continued: "The second situation is caused by being frightened like Zuo Xinrui."

"Being frightened can also be divided into many types, such as experiencing something horrible, or being frightened by being a demon. Zuo Xinrui's situation should be that he saw something frightening in a dream and was frightened. This kind of thing that made her fear in the dream left a deep impression in her consciousness, and she would remember it after a while, and as soon as she remembered this kind of thing, she would become very manic. What I did was help her forget about the horrible things she saw in her dreams, which is called a dream exorcism."

The things that entered Zuo Xinrui's consciousness space and everything that happened in the consciousness space are incomprehensible to ordinary people. Even if Zhang Kexin is a child of the five major families in the capital and knows about the ancient warriors, this is the case , This kind of thing is also difficult for her to understand, so Ye Feng does not intend to tell Zhang Kexin the real situation.

It's not that Ye Feng doesn't believe her, it's just that the less people know about some things, the better, and the less they know, it's actually a form of protection for them.

Zhang Kexin was a little dazed and at a loss when he heard it, and nodded half-understood, then shook his head and said: "After listening for a long time, why haven't I figured out what is the dream exorcism? As you said, Zuo Xinrui left an impression of fear in her consciousness, but how did you get rid of this fear hidden in her consciousness?"

"This is actually very simple. In traditional Chinese medicine, it is said that the seven orifices connect the spirit. As long as the seven orifices are unblocked and fully integrated, people can forget those fearful things." Ye Feng made up a reason casually.

He learned the matter of Qiqiaotongshen from the Emperor's Internal Classic, which is not only a mental method, but also describes many theories of traditional Chinese medicine, including acupoints, meridians, and many other things.

"Still don't quite understand!" Zhang Kexin shook her head and continued. She doesn't know medical skills, so naturally she doesn't know the theory of the seven orifices.

"It's getting late, I'm going back to rest first, you should rest early too." Zhang Kexin continued, got up and left the living room.

It wasn't until Zhang Kexin's background completely disappeared, and there was a sound of the door being closed, that Ye Feng got up and returned to the room.

After locking the door, I couldn't wait to open the special book of unknown material and start looking at it.

In Zuo Xinrui's room at the Provincial Party Committee's Family Court, the girl was sitting on a chair, and Zuo Yunlei stood in front of her with a pitiful face.

"Let's talk? What's going on? Why did you book a presidential suite for the two of them in the hotel?"

"Sister, the presidential suite is right, but it's not the presidential suite as you imagined, it's the one with two bedrooms and one living room, and Ms. Zhang can explain it at that time." Zuo Yunlei replied truthfully.

"Zhang Kexin confessed?" Zuo Xinrui muttered, then pondered carefully, and after a while, he showed a smug smile: "Yun Lei, let me ask you, is this Zhang Kexin Ye Feng's girlfriend? "

"I don't know. I haven't heard Du Yu say this before. I only know that Ye Feng is a clerk in Zhang Kexin's store and has only recently become an appraiser in the store."

Zuo Xinrui stopped talking, and raised his chin to meditate.

Ye Feng, who opened the book with a special material, read it back and forth several times but found nothing new. During the period, he used his supernatural powers for perspective and identification more than once, and the results he got were exactly the same as when he was in the hotel. Identification.

"What the hell is this?" It was the first time Ye Feng encountered something that could not be seen and identified with supernatural powers, which made him very curious, and he couldn't wait to figure out the problem of this book.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Feng still didn't make any progress.

"Could it be like the plot on TV, which needs to be soaked in water or baked with fire to reveal the hidden things in the book?" Such an idea suddenly popped up in Ye Feng's mind.

This idea was rejected as soon as it was born. The material of this book is not known until now. If it is soaked in water or baked rashly, what should I do if it is damaged?
"Could it be like the plots in novels and movies that spells are needed to break the seal?" Ye Feng began to ponder again.

"Open Sesame..."

no response.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm..."

Still no response.

"Come on, little devil fairy, change..."

Still no response.

"..." In the end, Ye Feng didn't know how many spells he had tried. Anyway, he used all the spells he could think of, but he still didn't respond.

Nima's!
After careful consideration, Ye Feng, who hadn't come up with any results, cursed depressedly, and casually threw the strange book on the bed.

The pages inside the book are very sharp. With the movement of Ye Feng dropping them casually, a corner of the page passed across his palm and made a deep cut in his palm, just like being cut by a sharp blade.

Blood dripped and dripped onto this strange book.

"What the hell, it's so sharp!" Ye Feng glanced at the book made of special materials in surprise, and after seeing the blood dripping on it, he hurriedly took out a tissue from the bedside table and was about to wipe it.

But at this time, something strange happened.

After the bright red blood penetrated into the golden-yellow book, once it entered, it disappeared after a while. The next moment, circle after circle of golden-yellow light began to glow on this special golden-yellow book.

The golden light continued to spread, and the diffused circles became bigger and bigger. In the end, the entire room was covered by circles of golden circles, and the circles of light stopped spreading.

"What's going on? What's going on here? Could it be the same as the plot in fantasy novels, this thing is a magic weapon that needs blood to recognize its owner?" Ye Feng pondered strangely in his heart.

The eyes can get the power of perspective appraisal from the broken piece of Yuchun pot. Now it is not surprising that blood drips to recognize the owner of this special book.

When recalling the fragment of the jade spring pot with a pair of strange eyes printed on it, Ye Feng couldn't help thinking about the pair of eyes carved on it.

The fragments of the Jade Spring Pot, cut fingers, blood, and then the eyes carved on the fragments turned into a ray of light and poured into his own eyes, then he fell into a coma, and after he woke up, his eyes had strange abilities. Ye Feng felt faintly that in this book On books with special materials, something is about to happen.

bang bang...

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the room, and then Zhang Kexin's voice sounded: "Ye Feng, are you asleep?"

"What to do, what to do?" Seeing the strange changes in this special book, Ye Feng looked around anxiously, not knowing what to do.

After waiting for a while but seeing no response, Zhang Kexin knocked on the door again: "Ye Feng? Are you asleep?"

"Ah..., no, no." Ye Feng hesitated.

"If you haven't slept, open the door. I have something to ask you."

"Well, you, wait a minute, I just took a shower and I'm getting dressed."

Zhang Kexin responded and stopped talking.

"What should I do?" Ye Feng picked up the book made of special material and didn't know what to do. Just when he was in a state of panic, the golden light circle in the room suddenly disappeared, and the book made of special material turned out to be Instead, it turned into a streamer, pouring towards his Tanzhong acupoint and disappearing.

Before he had time to think about the fact that the special book turned into a stream of light and poured into the Tanzhong acupoint, Ye Feng hurriedly walked over and opened the door.

"What were you doing just now?" Zhang Kexin frowned as he looked at Ye Feng's dry hair.

"Take a bath, take a bath, haven't I already told you?" Ye Feng hesitated.

"Is it really taking a bath?" Zhang Kexin stared at Ye Feng and began to size him up.

Ye Feng nodded guiltyly, but did not speak.

Zhang Kexin glanced around, and when he found a few rolls of toilet paper thrown in the trash can beside the bed, he suddenly seemed to remember something, his cheeks were flushed with crimson, and he sat on the bed without further questioning. The problem.

Following Zhang Kexin's line of sight, Ye Feng also discovered the problem.

"It's over, I must have been misunderstood by the beautiful proprietress!" Ye Feng murmured depressedly, he knew that no matter how he explained next, the beautiful proprietress would never believe it.But that's it, Ye Feng thinks it is necessary to explain: "That, that is for wiping your nose..."

"I know." Zhang Kexin's cheeks turned redder.

"It really is."

"I said it all, I know!"

Ye Feng scratched his head helplessly. He knew that if he continued to explain, the more he explained, the more chaotic he would be, so he stopped talking.

"Sister Zhang, you said you wanted to ask me for something? What's the matter?"

"Have you heard of the black market in southern Myanmar?" After the topic was changed, Zhang Kexin's face softened a lot.

Ye Feng shook his head, saying that he had never heard of it.

"The so-called black market in southern Myanmar is actually similar in nature to the black market auction in Pingchuan. They sell some shady things, but there is also a big difference between the two. The black market in southern Myanmar is mostly recent. The things unearthed lasted no more than three to five months, and the ways of selling things were different. This is like a large-scale bazaar. How many rented booths to set up stalls, buyers wander around like shopping in a vegetable market, and when they see something they like, they can directly negotiate the price with the seller." Zhang Kexin said slowly.

(End of this chapter)