The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 988

The apartment is quiet.

So the soundtrack of the film became noisy, and the less elegant voices became clearer and clearer.

Well nine avoided Zhao Layue's sight, turned to Xueji at the end of the soft chair and said, "this movie... I've seen it."

He then added, "I watched it with teacher Eve."

Yes, this is the space pirate film he and Eve saw in the cinema in Wushan City, but Eve left before she finished watching it.

He subconsciously didn't want to talk to Zhao Layue and wanted to avoid her.

Xueji is right. He just doesn't want to wake up.

Zhao Layue was more angry and said expressionless, "I know who Eve is."

Xueji certainly won't participate in this dialogue. Ah Da and Han Chan don't have the courage. Huaxi is frozen in ice... Jing Jiu can't find any help.

The apartment was quieter, as if waiting for someone to speak.

He had to say, "really? She is a good person. "

"I'm not a good man, so I'll only give you one day."

With these words, Zhao La Yue sat on the soft chair, rolled up her legs, closed her eyes and began to rest.

Jing Jiu retreated to the distance uneasily, leaned back, carefully looked at Xueji, and wanted to ask her who this vicious short haired girl was.

Xueji's black eyes turned and thought about it. She thought that things should be solved anyway and gave up the idea of helping him.

Time walked slowly, and the silence in the apartment seemed to stack up with time, dead.

Feeling bored, ADA jumped onto the table near the wall, leaned close to the three-dimensional picture frame, looked at it as if it were a living yellow cat, and meowed gently.

The cold cicada rubbed the nail limbs with a silent high-speed frequency on its head and said something to ADA, looking very excited.

I don't know how long it took, the street outside the window suddenly lit up.

Without any sign, it's like someone pressing a switch above the street to turn on a particularly bright headlamp.

That headlight is the sun.

Every day, only when the stars run directly above the crack can they illuminate the underground world from a distance and be seen by the people here.

And the process will soon end.

The time when the sun falls is only a very short moment.

People in underground blocks have long been used to the feeling of hope reappearance and then sudden disillusionment without looking at the sky.

Only those soldiers and policemen who were transferred from above looked at the sky with their eyes narrowed subconsciously.

Zhao Layue opened her eyes and went to the window to look at the sky.

The light is like a wellhead.

People stood at the bottom of the well and looked at it.

The light soon disappeared, as if someone had covered a slate into the well.

She turned and walked back to the soft chair, reached out her hand, touched Mojing's face and said, "what a fool."

It's really difficult for Jingjiu to wake up at this time. As long as his consciousness begins to work as usual, the program hidden in his consciousness - that is, Xincheng Tianjian will begin to erode his spirit and try to gain control of his body in the shortest time.

Well nine has a strong will and spirit strength that is very difficult to see in the universe, so this is not an instant, it will be a long process.

The process was so painful that even he couldn't bear it, and in the end he couldn't solve the problem.

He felt the thin cocoon and coolness on Zhao Layue's fingers. He was a little uncomfortable. He turned to Xueji again and wanted to ask for help.

Fortunately, Zhao Layue quickly took her hand back.

She went up to Xueji and asked seriously, "is there no other way except to turn him into an idiot?"

Xueji stretched out her small round hand and said she could kill him.

Ah Da mewed on the cupboard over there, indicating that his Majesty was really funny.

Zhao Layue sat back in her soft chair, took out a piece of information and began to watch it carefully.

After she came to this world with Tong Yan, she calculated the current situation of Jing Jiu through ran Handong and others.

Tong Yan knows a lot of specific situations through Mr. Dan.

He read numerous monographs and classics in xingmen Memorial Hall and xingmen University Library and memorial hall, and gave some solutions.

There is no answer to the question of how Xincheng Tianjian works on everything, that is, Jingjiu's body. We can only guess. However, the several coping methods he deduced seem very reasonable. They all focus on how to reduce the consciousness intensity of Jingjiu and cut off the energy source of that program.

In fact, Xueji let Jingjiu hibernate or turn him into an idiot with cold is one of the schemes Tong Yan guessed.

Well nine's brain may not have any cortex or neurons. Basically, it should be a similar system. To reduce the speed of his consciousness, on the physical level, it is to suppress brain waves and interfere with the information transmission between neurons. In addition, there is another way, that is to isolate the connection between each of his neurons and the system and forcibly suppress the transmission of brain waves.

Tong Yan's suggestion is... The impact of high-energy heavy particle beams.

The problem is that this method can not break Jing Jiu's defense. If it can, it is very dangerous.

Now Zhao Layue has come up with a method to replace the high-energy heavy particle beam, but it has not been verified by experiments.

In fact, it can not be verified, because there is only one well nine in the universe, and only he is in this state.

Do you want to take a risk?

If the experiment fails, even if Xueji lets him hibernate again, his consciousness may be irreparably damaged. That is, it may become an idiot who can't come back smart and a sleeper who can't wake up.

Zhao Layue looked at the young man's childish face and confused eyes. She didn't speak for a long time.

She, who has always been crisp and agile, hesitated at this moment.

Time doesn't even care about the will of the gods, but it will change the speed at will because of people's emotions.

When people hesitate, time is always faster than usual, and the last line suddenly appears in front of you.

The street lights that have not been extinguished become brighter, representing the official arrival of the night.

The military and police in the street scattered to have dinner, leaving only a few people on duty.

The gate of the game hall is still closed, but it has been secretly opened. The electronic synthetic female voice in various gambling machines is very low.

In the corner of the market blocked by the warehouse, the famous barbecue stall in Minsheng street also quietly set out, and the charcoal fire began to bring out the smell of food and spices.

The fragrance went with the wind and faded quickly. It didn't disturb the sleepy military police on duty. When it floated through the window of the apartment, it was smelled by Zhao Layue.

It's the smell of roasted eggplant, wheat wine and raw bitter gourd.

No matter where human beings are or may not even be human beings, as long as it is life, they will strive to live before the end.

Zhao La Yue took a long breath and made up her mind.

The last moment will come. Jingjiu always wants to solve this problem. It's better to wake up and gamble than to endure a few more days like an idiot.

"Your Majesty, please accept the magic power." She said to Xueji.

Xueji looked at her slightly and confirmed that she was not joking. Her eyes were slightly different, but she still raised her small round hand.

A chill like substance floated out of Jingjiu's eyebrows.

The air temperature in the apartment dropped by tens of degrees.

The window glass was covered with a shallow layer of frost, and then thickened with the naked eye until it turned into a whole piece of thin ice.

The chill returned to Xueji's little hand.

Well nine was taken out of his soul and slowly closed his eyes.

His fingers trembled slightly, faster and faster, and there was a dense continuous knocking sound between his fingers and the armrest of the soft chair.

Knowing that the critical moment had come, ADA turned into the study without hesitation and closed the door with his back foot.

It's not that he doesn't worry about Jing Jiu, but more convinced than Zhao Layue that he won't have an accident, so he doesn't want to wake up and find himself seeing his most pitiful appearance.

When the impact of fingers and handrails continued into a long sound, Jing Jiu still closed his eyes and didn't open them.

The long eyelashes tremble slightly, but the frequency is very fast. If there are drops of water falling on them, I think they will be cut into many pieces.

Zhao La Yue stood in front of him and looked at him quietly.

The frost sword appeared in her hand at some time, emitting a blood like light.

With a soft click, Jing Jiu's fingers stopped and no longer trembled.

The long eyelashes no longer tremble.

He opened his eyes but didn't wake up. There was pain in the depths of his blank eyes, which became violent like a forming storm.

Zhao La Yue held both ends of the Fu Si sword and pulled it hard.

With the crisp sound of the sword, the blood red flying sword turned into a sword rope.

She tied the sword rope to Jing Jiu's neck.

Well nine looked at her blankly. She didn't know what she was going to do. She looked very innocent, like a wounded little animal.

"Don't pretend, who doesn't know who."

Zhao La Yue thought with an expressionless face and tightened the sword rope with both hands. Her action was very rude, even rough.

Many years ago, when Jing Jiu passed Chaoge city in the snow, he saw her in her mother's belly and left her a bracelet.

The bracelet was the sword rope she used later. At the beginning of the story, Taiping immortal was locked in the restaurant in Yunji town.

Later, she and Jing Jiu attended the sword bearing meeting and rushed to the Shenmo peak together. Finally, she was unconscious and was also carried to the peak by Jing Jiu with this sword rope.

This sword rope is the forth sword.

Today, she sent the sword back to Jing Jiu, but in a special way.

The strength of her hands became stronger and stronger. Compared with ordinary women, a slightly larger palm exuded fairy Qi.