There are many things you can do to cultivate your mind.

The sensitivity to the surrounding situation will be improved, and the general strength of the target can be detected.

The most powerful is to feel the mental state of the target.

For example, now, Lin Fan's divine consciousness is shrouded in the past by the little girl.

Between the little girl's eyebrows, there is a trace of black dense.

As if sensing something, the black dense cloud immediately scattered, disappeared.

"Well? Want to go

Take advantage of the dense forest to leave.

But it was also at this time that a violent fluctuation came back.

The little girl who had fallen asleep seemed to have been convulsed.

Eyelid son pick pick pick, Lin Fan quickly took back the divine consciousness.

"Xiner, it's OK. Dad is here. It's OK. It's OK. "

no action of Lin Fan was found. Huang an thought that her daughter was suddenly ill and quickly reached out to comfort her.

"Brother Huang, little niece, what's the matter?"

Lin Fan frowned: "need help?"

"No, don't touch it, little brother. Something will happen."

Seeing Lin Fan stretch out his hand, Huang'an quickly stopped: "it is estimated that I have a nightmare again. I will comfort you."

As if it really played a role, the original twitching daughter quiet down.

After a heavy sigh of relief, Huang an gave an apologetic smile: "I scared you, brother Lin."

"Brother Huang, have you ever seen the goddess before

Shaking his head to indicate nothing, Lin fan asked: "if you encounter something unclean, you can't find out the reason from the medical point of view."

"Pockmarked Wang at the head of the village said it was because of my hard life."

Looking at her stable daughter, Huang an sighed: "my wife died because she followed me. I killed her. I killed her."

Speaking of the back, his voice is choking,

can make a big man choke, enough to see how much pain he has suffered in his heart.

"Brother Huang, there is no such saying in the world that life is hard or not."

Frowning, Lin Fan said: "fate is in your own hands, this we have to remember."

"Thank you, brother Lin. I'll just express my emotions."

After rubbing her eyes, Huang an said, "my wife is gone. Xin'er has become my only relative. I won't let her go."

"Don't be too stressed. There's always a way out."

After comforting Huang an, Lin Fan also has a decision in mind.

Honest man, you can help.

But now and Huang an is not familiar, let him release his daughter to come for treatment, it will take some time.

The next step is to get to know Huang an's time.

Honest people, trustworthy and righteous.

Under Lin Fan's old tricks, Huang an slowly opened his heart.

Perhaps it was because he had been repressed for a long time, and it was not easy for someone to listen. Huang an said most of the situation.

Dear passengers, we are about to arrive at Chuncheng station

There was a sound on the radio.

"Big brother Huang, time flies. It's all over the station."

Looking at the time, Lin Fan said with a smile: "I hate to meet you late, brother Huang."

"Ha ha, that's right."

Deeply sympathized, he nodded and said with a smile: "if brother Lin is not in a hurry, brother Huang will take you to drink and play."

"I have to go to Dali to find a friend, and then I have to go to the border."

looking at Huang an's daughter in his arms, Lin Fanzhuo said: "when I get out of the subway station, I have to take a bus. "

" we're on our way and my home is on the side of the road. "

"OK, we'll take the bus together later."

Feeling a resentful look, the corner of Lin Fan's mouth curved: "you can't say, we can still meet acquaintances."