Abandoned Chaeff off his horse daily

Yexiu walked out of the gate of the villa and waited for more than a minute on the side of the road. From a distance, he saw a small suspension car slowly descending here. The car is a very old version, and the outer shell is also very old. Second-hand may be 100 yuan and no one wants it.

The car was supposed to stop in front of him, but because the brake system was not good, it slid forward a few meters abruptly before stopping.

Ye Xiu's expression froze, and he walked over.

The door of the passenger seat opened, and Ye Xiu looked inside, and it was indeed Jing Yun.Because of the small interior space of the car, Jing Yun felt aggrieved sitting, like an adult driving a child's toy car.

But obviously Jing Yun was not affected by this at all, with a smile on his face, he hooked his fingers at Chao Yexiu, "Come up."

Ye Xiu struggled for two seconds before sitting in slowly, his legs were stuck and unable to move.

Jing Yun turned on the driving system and restarted the car. He seemed to have noticed his discomfort, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I planned to change to a new car next month, but now I have to save money for a divorce, so the change can only be postponed indefinitely. You Just a little bit."

...Is this too hard?As for?Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows, not wanting to answer.

The suspension car drove south all the way, and it took more than ten minutes for Ye Xiu to ask: "Does it have to travel so far to sign in?"

Jing Yun shook his head indifferently: "No, but I'm hungry, I'll go eat first."

Hearing what he said, Ye Xiu remembered that he didn't eat at night.

The small broken car drove for half an hour and entered the poor area of ​​District 32. The house prices in this area are relatively cheaper than other areas, and only those with an income of less than [-] stars can live in it.

The car was parked under a small three-story townhouse, Ye Xiu immediately opened the door and got out of the car, his leg... went numb.

Jing Yun parked the car in the dedicated parking lot and walked back, smiling at Ye Xiu's puzzled eyes: "It's too expensive to eat out, let's eat at home."

He followed Jing Yun into the small building without saying a word. This row of buildings is very old. It is at least 30 years old by visual inspection. Only the stairs have no light ladders. The stairs are particularly dilapidated. The original white walls have turned yellow and black. There are all kinds of strange graffiti painted on it. If you walk here at night, the timid will be scared to cry.

Walking to the stairs on the third floor and entering the door of the third room, Jing Yun took out the key and opened the door.

Even on star 32, iris door locks have become popular, but the oldest key lock is actually used here.

Opening the door, everything in the room made Yexiu's eyebrows jump again.

This is a single apartment of less than [-] square meters. The room is a rectangular structure. There is a small kitchen next to the door, and the bathroom is opposite the kitchen. The aisle in the middle is less than one meter, and the bedroom is behind it.

The things in the room are very old, because it is backlit, and there is a gloomy and musty smell.

It can be seen at first glance that there is no air filtration system or artificial sunlight system here, it is like traveling back to the ancient earth.

Jing Yun took out a few bags of liquid things from a semi-old small refrigerator and put them in a light-wave oven to heat them up, and casually said to Ye Xiu, "You can just sit down for a while."

Ye Xiu glanced at the sofa, there was a lot of clothes piled up in a mess, and there was no place to sit on it. Although the bed was relatively clean, he was not used to sitting on other people's beds.

After looking around, he didn't find a chair, so he could only stand.

Jing Yun warmed up the nutrient solution and turned his head to see Ye Xiu standing there like a candle. He walked over and gave him a bag of nutrient solution in his hand, "It doesn't look like much, but it tastes good. This is a new curry delicious."

Ye Xiu looked down and refused decisively, "No need." Although he was poor when he was a child, planet 218 was suitable for planting. There were many vegetables and melons grown in the yard of his grandmother's house, which were enough for them to eat. He never drank it. Nutrient solution is such an anti-human thing.

Jing Yun didn't force it, walked to the sofa, bent down and pushed the clothes to the side to make room for some space, motioned Yexiu to come and sit, and he sat by the bed by himself.

The space was too small, and the two sat face to face, a little close to each other.

Ye Xiu reached out and clicked on his personal terminal, a smell of curry came to his nostrils, his stomach growled uncontrollably, and then a packet of nutrient solution was handed to him.

"Please eat, no money."

He closed the personal terminal, took the bag but did not open it in a hurry, looked up at Jing Yun, he was holding the bag of nutrient solution in his mouth, and smiled brightly.

With the mentality that we have already reached this point, why not try it, Yexiu opened it with disgust on his face, the smell of curry was very strong.

Putting the bag to his mouth, he saw the anticipation in Jing Yun's eyes from the corner of his eye, he put down his hand again, and asked lightly, "Why don't you drink?"

Jing Yun raised his eyebrows, "I'm drinking."

As he spoke, he took a sip of his drink, his expression was perfect except for the gloomy glint in his eyes.

Yexiu thought for a while, and took a sip. It was like mud was poured into his mouth instantly. The tip of his nose was filled with the aroma of curry, but his mouth was tasteless, even with a faint smell.

Ye Xiu's face darkened, he knew that the nutrient solution was bad to drink, but he didn't know that it was so bad, would it really be possible to survive if he drank it all day long?

"Ah, that's not right," Jing Yun exclaimed, reaching for the nutrient solution bag in Guo Yexiu's hand and looking through it, "I'm sorry, your bag has expired."

Ye Xiu's face darkened again, and his fingers curled up on his lap. Suddenly, he felt his stomach churn, and he took it over to check. It was fine, and it had expired for half a year.

Jing Yun smiled and handed him the nutrient solution in his hand, "There are only two bags at home, can you drink mine?"

He didn't have a good impression of this thing at first, but now it has completely cast a shadow. After that, no matter what Jing Yun said, Ye Xiu refused to accept it with a cold face.

Finally, when Jing Yun finished drinking, the two clicked on their own personal terminals respectively. Since Jing Yun has "high myopia", they naturally squeezed into Ye Xiu's side to sit next to him, and they clicked repeatedly for a long time before finally completing the sign-in link .

When taking back the personal terminal, Jing Yun suddenly approached Ye Xiu, "What perfume did you wear on your body, and why is it so fragrant?"

Ye Xiu stepped back calmly, "Curry flavor?"

Jing Yun laughed out loud, "I've already apologized to you, can you stop worrying about it?"

Ye Xiu was unmoved, the task had been completed, and he was about to get up and leave, but Jing Yun grabbed his wrist, and the smile on his face became meaningful.

"I saw a piece of news earlier. After years of research by a research institute in the Federation, it was discovered that the mental power of supernatural beings is not completely invisible."

Ye Xiu looked down at him, and asked him the purpose of saying this with his eyes.

Jing Yun then stood up, stared into his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "When two people with similar fluctuations in spiritual power approach, even if the other party hides their spiritual power, they can still smell the other party's spiritual power. It is said that it is a very sweet scent. , an intoxicating smell, have you ever smelled it?"

Ye Xiu looked at him calmly, and after a while he replied flatly: "Sorry, I don't have mental strength, and I will never smell this kind of smell."

Jing Yun suddenly smiled, "Really? We are really similar, and I have no mental power. It seems that if you want to know the answer, you can only ask others."

It was almost ten o'clock when Ye Xiu was sent back. When he got out of the car, his legs paused indistinctly, he turned and closed the car door, and Jing Yun in the driver's seat waved to him, "I'm sorry today, next time Please eat a new flavor of nutrient solution, with the latest date."

"No need," Ye Xiu's frozen face could still be seen under the dim light at night, "Enjoy it for yourself."

After Jing Yun drove out, Ye Xiu turned around and entered the gate of the villa. There was no one in the downstairs living room. When he reached the second floor, there was a faint sound of a violin. Ye Xiu folded his hands on the handrail and listened for a while.

The skills are sufficient but too rigid, and the fusion of spiritual power is not good enough. Only one-third of a melody is integrated with spiritual power, and the remaining two-thirds are either not well integrated or not integrated at all.

There is a profession called a mental power reliever, who is a professional who serves those who do not have a partner with matching mental power, and whose mental power is in a state of riot.

Mental power reliever is just a general name, which is divided into many factions. Those who use music melody as a medium to relieve mental power are called music relievers, and those who use fragrance as a medium are called aroma relievers. There are no fewer than a thousand schools related to statistics in the empire. Music therapists have always been mainstream.

No matter what group it is in, even the imperial army will be equipped with mental power relievers according to strict standards, which belong to the category of military doctors.Especially during the war, listening to music is a task that soldiers must complete every day to quell the mental riots caused by killing intent on the battlefield.

A piece of music and a melody, at least 90% of the part is completely integrated with spiritual power, then it is considered qualified. A piece like Yeyue can only be appreciated as pure music, and cannot be used as a soothing treatment for mental violence.

After listening to Yexiu for more than a minute, I felt bored.It doesn't sound good, and it's useless. This is his evaluation after listening to it.

In the slum area, Jing Yun returned to the temporarily bought house, and as soon as he opened the door, he could smell the cold fragrance all over the room, and all the pores in his body opened in an instant.

When he woke up the next day, Jing Yun rubbed his forehead habitually, as he expected, the headache didn't hurt so much.

He lay in bed in a daze for a while, then turned on his personal terminal and sent a voice call request.

It was quickly picked up over there.

"Third Young Master?"

Just after waking up, Jing Yun's voice was lower than usual, with a smile in his tone, "Old Chen, I wonder if you can do me a favor?"

There was an inconspicuous pause there, "Third Young Master, you are too polite. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Jing Yun looked at the bright light outside the window, with an equally bright smile on his face, "Help me transfer to the teacher's group."