Chapter 2150

As the twilight turned to the west, the golden dusk covered the whole town of Polai. After dinner, the residents singing and dancing seemed to hear new Twilight tracks, and the dance steps under their feet were rejuvenated; The poets in the square, playing the harp, chant the sunset poetry in an elegant tone; Riverside painters also stepped up their time to record this beautiful moment.

In many places, dusk is known as the key to darkness, but in Polai Town, it has become a treasure of praise.

But even if the treasure is brilliant, there are places that can't be illuminated, such as the orphanage deep in Thyssen lane.

In a dark hut, little sam opened his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, walked down from the bed, pushed open the window and looked out at the sky - dark, only occasionally bright in the shadows of the distant buildings, and could see the dusk in the cracks.

The orphanage was always shrouded in gloom, as if it had cut off the dawn from the outside world.

If ordinary people come here, they will probably be frightened. Even the brave would not like such a place.

But little sam felt the cold and even dead world around him, but he felt his inner peace inexplicably.

Compared with the toil and boredom on the farm in the past few years, he relaxed his mind here for the first time. Perhaps because of his mood at this moment, he did not hate or fear the orphanage.

Sitting at the window in a daze for a while, little sam thought of all kinds of things, past, present and future.

It was not until there was a knock at the door that he regained his consciousness in a trance.

"Are you Sam's brother?"

When the door opened, there was a very soft and cute little Zhengtai. But little sam has heard from Mr. Tyson before that there are only dead in the orphanage, and this little Zhengtai should be one of them.

"ADA?"

As soon as ADA's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand and raised it high: "yes, my name is Ada!"

Little Sam looked at Ada's shining eyes and subconsciously rubbed his head. After rubbing, he was stunned.

Isn't he a little more square?

Also, he should have been afraid of the dead, but why was he not afraid of ADA at all?

When little sam hesitated, ADA was very happy. He inexplicably liked the little brother and did not reject his closeness.

"What's the matter with you coming to me?" Little sam coughed twice and put away some hands he didn't know where to put them.

"Lord pat asked me to come, and the LORD said, brother Sam is awake and let you go." ADA road.

When little sam heard that Mr. pat had let him pass, he said without hesitation, "well, you lead the way."

Maybe ADA is very soft, cute and easy to talk. Little Sam has been asking about the orphanage and Mr. pat all the way.

ADA didn't answer much about Mr. pat; But the situation of the orphanage was not concealed. Little sam also knew that the orphanage was also gloomy in the daytime, which was caused by fantasy; The dreamland here is for the test of gifted people; In addition, another dead soul named sunny didn't appear because of her recent emotional instability.

When little sam wanted to ask Shanny why she was unstable and the details of Mr. Tyson, they had come to the door of Mr. Pat's room.

"I'll wait for brother Sam outside. I'll take brother Sam out to dinner later." ADA waved to little sam and hid in the dark.

Little sam took a deep breath and knocked on the silent wooden door.

After a long time, sitting in front of the yellow oil lamp, little sam heard angel's question: "ADA should have told you why I asked you to come?"

Little sam nodded: "test the mental strength value."

Angel said faintly: "yes, after eating and sleeping well, your mental strength has begun to recover to the peak. At this time, the test is the most accurate."

After Angel finished, he stretched out his hand and created a small game fantasy in front of little Sam.

This is an enlightening game in the holographic plate.

Through small games, little sam's thoughts became active and his mental strength became excited. At this time, angel handed the scale measuring mental power to little Sam.

When Little Sam was about to look down at the scale, angel stopped him: "don't look at other parts of the scale, it will have an impact on your mental strength. The correct usage of the scale is to start with the 0 scale at the bottom and look up slowly with the light golden line inside. What you can see is what your mental strength value is."

After the explanation, angel motioned that little sam could test.

Little sam solemnly picked up the scale and began to focus on the 0 scale. With his concentration, the golden line in the scale moved like a snake and began to move slowly upward

At first, when Angel used the scale to test the mental strength value, when he reached the 7 scale, he just felt his eyes were a little astringent. After 10, a gold thread turned into two, forming a double helix and rushed upward. At that time, angel felt the tingling of his brain.

But when little sam reached the fourth scale, his forehead began to sweat. When the golden line reached 5, the green tendons began to burst.

When little sam felt that the blood vessels on his forehead were about to burst, the gold line climbed again. However, this climb exceeded the upper limit of little sam's tolerance. Little sam only felt his eyes dark and fainted.

Angel took the scale from Sam.

The golden line stays on the scale - 7.

"A bowl of witch soup is just ready, which can make his mental strength value to 10, beyond the lower limit of the gifted person." Angel's eyes flashed complex: "it's exactly 10. Did you calculate it? It's worthy of being left by Feng..."

At the beginning of the abyss, angel also felt that Feng seemed to have calculated everything. It seemed that he, the night club owner, Fafner and odklas were all in the Bureau set by Feng.

Therefore, angel was not surprised to see that the scale was exactly 7.

When Angel whispered, he didn't know that in the distant world inside the shell, a painter called Sister Feng was sneezing, Rubbed her nose and said, "who's thinking about me? It's probably Rowling... Rowling doesn't care. In fact, she cares very much. After all, it's related to her ethnicity. Alas, I don't know whether the witch soup with 3 points of spiritual power can cultivate a gifted person. No, there's no way. I'm just a poor painter. I have only that little savings."

Angel didn't know. In fact, this time, it was really just a coincidence.

He set the dial aside with a faint light in his eyes.

The magic painting wizard can even budget the spiritual strength of little Sam. then he will go to the tidal world. Should he also calculate it?

Even if it is calculated, angel still has to go to the tidal world in order to find the right element life.

"Really worthy of being a legendary wizard, so powerful."

When Angel sighed in his heart, little sam on the other side began to wake up.

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Little Sam was a little relieved when he learned that his mental strength test value was 7. Although he was a crane tail, at least he became a gifted person and had the opportunity to set foot in the extraordinary world.

"After you go back, heat the witch soup in a stove and drink it after it is completely melted." Angel: "after drinking, have a good sleep and come back tomorrow. I'll test your talent."

Although it is known that little sam has the talent of near spirit body, the future direction still needs to be further measured.

Little sam nodded and left the room.

After little sam left, angel entered self precipitation. No matter where he goes, angel will not relax his precipitation of self until he has fully digested his knowledge.

Time goes by.

One night later, little sam stood in front of him again.

"Mr. pat, I took witch soup last night." Little sam hesitated and asked, "do I have 10 points of mental strength now?"

Angel felt the fluctuation of his mental power when Sam entered the door, which was only after the mental power value exceeded 10 points.

"Congratulations, you are already a gifted person. However, this only gives you the opportunity to pursue the truth. Whether you can embark on the extraordinary road in the future is still uncertain." Angel simply said a few words, but he didn't say much words of encouragement or blow, which was left to young Sam's mentor in the future.

"Although you are a gifted person now, I still need to confirm your talent."

Angel flicked a snap of his finger, and immediately there were some visible changes in the room.

The door was opened, the wind blew in, the extinguished oil lamp began to rekindle, the empty water cup was suddenly filled with water, and a flower pot filled with soil was added to the desktop

After these facilities are set up, angel takes out the talent ball and the little hourglass.

"The time of the hourglass is one minute. In this minute, pay attention to what changes have taken place around you."

After that, angel put the talent ball in front of Sam.

Sam nodded in a deep voice and solemnly put his hand on the talent ball.

The talent ball immediately sparkled a bright light. In this halo, little sam saw the outside of the window and suddenly pasted a face

The hourglass flips and the one minute countdown ends.

Angel looked at Sam and found that his pupils were shrinking and immersed in some emotion. Instead of paying attention to him, he took back the talent ball and waited for his recovery.

"What do you see?" Angel asked as little sam's eyes regained their light.

Little Sam looked a little pale and choked: "I saw... A face next to the window."

As like as two peas, she was my mother's sister, Mrs. sielah. When she was very young, she died of illness. Only an oil painting was placed in the castle of the stars. Before the window looked exactly like mine, I could recognize her.

When Angel heard this, he thought to himself: what he saw was the dead. Sure enough, Little Sam was a soul.

"However, Mrs. Sheila is different from that in the oil painting. It seems that she only has a head. I vaguely see her body outside the window, like... A spider."

Special soul? Angel is a little surprised. It seems that little sam is suitable for cultivating special souls in the future? This is in line with nice's expectations of him.

Angel: anything else

Little sam hesitated: "I seem to hear her voice. She's calling me to find her. Her direction is over there."

Little sam turned and pointed south.

Angel's eyes seemed to pass through the wall and follow the south. Through grasslands and forests, his eyes saw a rolling mountain range.

"That's where we came from?"

Little sam nodded: "yes, my mother once told me that Mrs. Sheila died of illness in Xinghu castle. I wonder if Mrs. Sheila's soul is still near Xinghu castle? She's telling me to go and find her."

Angel pondered for a moment and gently shook his head. "Don't think about it. It's just a talent test, just to make sure it's your specific talent."

"Moreover, I have seen Xinghu castle. There is no soul with a spider's head there. There is no dead spirit, no dead spirit or no dead spirit."

When little sam heard this, although he hesitated, he still believed angel's words.

"Your talent is indeed of the soul system. Your mentor will tell you the specific situation in detail in the future." Angel patted Sam on the shoulder: "you can go back. ADA is still waiting for you outside."

Little sam nodded his thanks to angel and left the room.

After little sam left, angel looked back out of the window and fell into meditation.

After meditation, he closed his eyes and went to the wilderness of dreams.

When nice was found, he was sitting in an airship and going to the new town address.

"Wizard nice, are you going to help in the new town?"

Nice nodded and sighed, "Liana asked me to help. In fact, I really don't want to..."

After a pause, nice looked at Angel: "you came to me to test Sam's talent?"

Angel: "yes, his mental strength happens to be 7 o'clock. After taking witch soup, he is now a gifted person."

After briefly explaining Sam's situation, angel talked about what Sam saw and heard in the talent test.

"Is the call he heard true?"

"It's the first time I've heard of this." Nice muttered: "however, the talent ball is to pull the tester into a spiritual world. What you hear, see, think and think are real in that world."

"Maybe that lady Sheila is really calling him."

"The soul of the head spider belongs to one of the common special souls in the soul record... However, the soul in this form is generally undead."

Angel: you mean, Mrs. Sheila is true and her call is true, but her call may be bad for little Sam

Nice nodded: "yes, this special undead is said to have been betrayed by his blood relatives and suffered great torture. It was formed in this resentment. It is extremely murderous, especially for relatives."

"Unfortunately, although it is a special soul, it is a dead soul, which is of no use to me."

"However, the other party may have found little Sam. as his blood relative, even if Little Sam doesn't go to her, it's estimated that she will come to the door."