The rain is still falling.
Messy footsteps and running sounds were heard on the street, and Loran Hill took the opportunity to walk out of the alley. At this time, there were still many black snake shadows remaining in the rain on the ground.
She carefully jumped away from the snakes, then walked to the eaves of a closed shop on the street and headed outside. But before she got far, a group of people in uniforms and mail arrived and stopped her on the side of the street.
"What's your name and why are you here?" The captain was looking at the girl with a slightly frown.
It is not normal for such a beautiful girl to appear here in the middle of the night and in the rain.
"I..." the girl had to explain.
After hearing this, the captain's brow relaxed a little. After all, most people knew what happened today, and it was normal for young people to get together to drink and come home late at night.
"But we still have to ask you to come to Jiaotu Gate and stay for a while. We can only let you go after we verify it."
"Okay." The girl nodded slightly.
"Can you lend me an umbrella?" She stretched out her hand and looked at her palm which was still splashing with water. The thin wind curtain around her body could not completely block the heavy rain.
"Yes. Give this lady an umbrella."
An oil-paper umbrella was handed to Loran Hill, who held it up and followed the group towards the government office in the city.
After entering a heavily guarded courtyard, the door of one of the houses had already been opened, and there were several soldiers guarding the door and inside.
"Please wait here for a while, but you cannot communicate here casually." A soldier said so and let the girl in.
There were already several people standing in the house. They seemed to be residents who were found not far from the scene. Among them were old and young, and there was also a young man who looked familiar to the girl. He was Ying Canxiao, who was famous in the general election.
"Has Miss Jialan also been implicated?" He stood up and asked when he saw the girl enter the room.
"Yes." Loran Hill shook his head helplessly.
"That's impossible. Let's just wait here for now. Many of our classmates can prove our whereabouts, so there's no need to worry too much."
"That's right." Loran Hill put the umbrella at the corner of the door, looked at the people standing or sitting in various places in the house, and found a place to sit down for a while, closing his eyes to rest.
The emerald green tree within him remained short, but its branches and leaves were much more luxuriant and lush than before. The fluffy bird nestling in the tree had now made a nest of branches and sat peacefully inside, eyes closed and snoring softly. It seemed to have gained a bit of weight.
The girl's consciousness slowly immersed itself in it, as if she had turned into the bird sleeping peacefully in its nest and opened her eyes.
She stretched her wings and feet, stood up, and looked at the small berries in the branches above her head. Some of them were green, some were yellowing, and some seemed ripe, emitting an attractive red color.
I tried flapping my wings, but it was still difficult to fly. The world of consciousness is different from the outside world. Being able to fly here seems to mean some kind of conceptual change. I guess I need to reach sequence three to do it.
The little bird that Loran Hill transformed into jumped between the branches, pecked a red berry, and swallowed it into its stomach. A warm feeling rose from his heart, and then he felt that his extraordinary core had improved a little bit.
If a period of time passes, one will probably be able to advance to Sequence 3. However, it is said that at that time, one will encounter a period of mental disturbance. If one does not have wisdom, one will most likely be confused by it and fail to advance.
This was the obstacle to advancement to Sequence 3 in the new era. While it wasn't a difficult task for intelligent creatures like humans, it was a significant obstacle for some magical beasts and demonic beasts. They were easily seduced by familiar sensations and lost in their instincts.
At Sequence 4, there is another obstacle. According to Yu Baichou, you will encounter various illusions to confuse and disturb you. Some of them will make you addicted, some will make you terrified and fearful, and some will make you nostalgic and unable to let go. All of these come from various fantasies and distractions in your mind.
If the past is not resisted, the extraordinary core will dissipate into raw mana (energy), and then start over again.
Thinking of the obstacles she'd face in the future, the girl shook her head, then recalled another suggestion she'd heard. It was to ignore these distractions, to overcome ingenuity with sheer force, to force herself to remain calm amidst all the external shocks and distractions, and to advance despite the immense pressure. This approach could succeed, but it was like skipping a class. Even if she got through today, the next one would only be harder. If she wanted to continue advancing, she would have to make up for the missed exam sooner or later.
It's like an exam. At first, it only tests simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, then multiplication, and then equations, various rational numbers, irrational numbers, sets, etc.
If you skip classes a few times, you will be at a loss when faced with increasingly complicated problems later and will be completely defeated.
As she thought about this, her breathing gradually became calmer, and she seemed to have fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair, while her clothes gradually dried.
the next day.
In the morning, the government officials brought rice porridge to the room, which satisfied everyone's hunger. Then, several officials in black came in and questioned everyone one by one. Some of the questions had actually been asked before the previous night, but they were repeated this time to avoid omissions and keep a record.
After asking, the man in black nodded.
"I'm sorry to have disturbed Miss Jialan this time. You can take your things and leave." Loran Hill's whereabouts were no secret at all last night. She was with everyone almost the entire time and only went back after the banquet. It was indeed a coincidence that they met on the road. After all, the inn where she lived was not far away and the route was completely consistent.
Just as Loran Hill was about to leave, she heard some arguing.
"Why did you leave the restaurant so early yesterday, but still stay on that street?" the man asked Ying Canxiao in front of him.
"I'm just waiting for someone there."
"Waiting for whom?"
"Wait for the murdered official, Lord Gao Weiming." Ying Canxiao answered with a fixed gaze, looking at the official who was questioning him.
"Do you want to know what happened back then?" The official seemed to know something about the situation and frowned.
"Yes." Ying Canxiao replied in a deep voice.
"Hmph, do you know how many seniors of my Xuanyi Palace died because of this matter? It is forbidden in our sect to have anything to do with this matter again. Although you are the grandson of Master Ying, if you continue to be stubborn, your relationship with Xuanyi Palace will fade." The official seemed unhappy.
"I'll just get to the bottom of it."
"I'm afraid you will be the first one to be exposed, huh." The official seemed not to want to say anything more. He rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the door angrily.
The young man still stood there, watching the departing figure motionlessly and silently.
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