me and the weird fraternity

Zhao Jian laughed and coughed, and said with a smile: "Of course, I am a nightmare eater. In the dream world, I am invincible!"

"Although the red thread can't be cut off, but I heard from you, there are red ghosts in the soul fortress of the cursed people, right?"

"I'll sneak into their spiritual fortress tomorrow night and see if I can kill the female ghost inside!"

Chen Hu nodded slightly, and at the same time reminded: "Mr. Zhao, pay attention to safety, don't involve yourself in the logic chain..."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't enter the weird castle in red, you won't get stuck in the logic chain!"

Zhao Jian smiled and waved his hands indifferently, and said with a smile on his face: "Try again tomorrow, I can't get in today, and my spiritual power is not enough. Hey, let me ask, is there any nightclub here with more beautiful women?"

"..."

Chen Hu was a little speechless. This person just faced the strangeness just now, but it didn't take long after he came out, and he still has the mind to do this, really...

Chapter 52

Spiritual Fortress.

"Qi Yueting, what do you mean by Chen Hu and the others sending me to an uninhabited island? Are you afraid that I will pollute other people?"

Lin Fan talked to himself for a while, but didn't get any response, and gradually lost interest in talking to the female ghost in red.

"Forcibly dreaming for six hours a day, and still so awake, the problem still can't move, it's too bad!"

He was a little speechless, it was more uncomfortable than being in prison, people could still move around in prison, but he could only move his thoughts and nothing else.

After thinking wildly for a while, he suddenly thought: "Can I practice here?"

With his current conditions, it seemed that there was nothing else he could do other than use his brain.

Do it as soon as you think about it, Lin Fan tried to get rid of a distracting thought in his mind, and he did it very easily.

He was shocked to find that in this 'dream', his thinking seemed to be very active, and various thoughts kept popping up one after another.

"Fuck, with so many inspirations, if I write a novel, I'm afraid there will be no such thing as Wubai of the Central Plains... Cut!"

Lin Fan felt like a gushing spring, spouting out non-stop, and couldn't stop.

Often, he only cuts off one thought, and three thoughts can be bred in his mind. These distracting thoughts are not only not less, but more and more.

"I still don't believe it, it's against you!"

Lin Fan got excited, and kept an idea to kill other thoughts, and kept killing the new thoughts that popped up in his mind.

At this moment, he felt that his idea of ​​killing other distracting thoughts was like a forerunner, first crossing the single-plank bridge and becoming rich first, then guarding the bridge, turning around and chopping vigorously, to prevent the following thoughts from coming.

At the beginning, his "idea of ​​getting rich first" was not enough. He could only kill one distracting thought at a time, which caused many thoughts to cross the bridge in confusion.

But the more I went back, the more proficient I became, and I even found that the idea of ​​"getting rich first" became stronger, and the "knife" became sharper, gradually becoming the level of cutting two distracting thoughts with one knife.

"Cool!"

Although these distracting thoughts have the same root and origin as "first rich", they are all thoughts, but it is indescribably refreshing to chop them up.

"brush!"

Just when he was forgetting himself, his eyes blurred, he left the spiritual fortress in an instant, and appeared in the metal retreat room.

"Ah, come out so soon?"

Lin Fan was a little unfinished. Although it was a long way from clearing away distracting thoughts, killing other thoughts still gave him a lot of pleasure, and he even forgot the time.

"Is this the legendary practice without years? I love it!"

He didn't need to look at his watch to know that it was six o'clock in the morning. He stood up and moved around, washed his face, walked around a few times, and had nothing to do, so he lay down again and began to practice.

This time, just as soon as he killed the distracting thoughts, Lin Fan suddenly found that he was very relaxed.

Often, as soon as other distracting thoughts appear, before they ferment and take up his thinking time, they are directly cut off by "Xianfu".

Before, in reality, he could have three thoughts every two seconds on average, but now, 'Xianfu' is so powerful that he cuts two with one knife, and every time he cuts these thoughts, there is still half a second left.

Don't be fooled, 'getting rich first' is also a distraction... cut!

I know it's a distraction, but I need it... cut!

If you do this, it will become very powerful and difficult to handle... Slash!

Everything is for the awakening of the "wise man mode", let's talk about it... cut!

It's unfair for you to act like this, the other brothers all died miserably... cut off!

Give up the small self, become the big self, and get rich together, just around the corner... cut!

Fools, why are we fighting among ourselves, cross the bridge first, rush to the tower... cut!

It's over, there is no hope, I don't want to eat... cut... I can't cut, I have to eat!

Lin Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and a dazzling light flashed, but it disappeared quickly.

He felt like he had a split personality, and suddenly he was possessed by a bunch of people, and he started a fight with himself.

"Could it be... genetic?"

He shook his head, didn't think much about it, and with a smile on his face, he came to the dining area and started eating.

Impossible, my mother is not really crazy... cut!

Lin Fan was still practicing non-stop while eating.

For the next day, except for eating, he spent his time practicing.

If it is the first day, he is easily distracted by other thoughts and delays his cultivation. He needs to strengthen the 'get rich first' many times a day before he can continue.

But now, after 'Xianfu' has been strengthened many times, the speed of raising and lowering the sword is already very fast, and the speed at which other ideas are born basically cannot catch up with its speed of lowering the sword.

From the beginning, three thoughts were born in two seconds on average, and half a second was left after beheading. At night, it had become four thoughts in three seconds, and one second of free time was left after beheading.

Lin Fan discovered that the brain is really a use-it-or-waste-it organ. Not only are more ideas born in the same unit of time, but even the 'first rich' is so powerful that it almost climbs over his head. called father.

"Can not be done!"

Half an hour before entering the fourth spiritual fortress, Lin Fan came to his senses.

"I can't do this anymore, if this goes on, I'm useless!"

In his mind, once other thoughts are born, they will be killed by 'get rich first', and now it has become an obsession, to the point where he doesn't think about food or talk.