Chapter 159

Xiang Kun sat up straight on the high-speed rail seat, startled the two passengers nearby and looked at him suspiciously.

Xiang Kun nodded to them and smirked apologetically. He didn't explain anything. He leaned back on the back again, took off his glasses, narrowed his eyes, and looked like he was dozing off. However, he was actually feeling the eight arm and eight eye woodcarving from his own hands.

Xiang Kun remembers very clearly that when he made the woodcarving, he didn't feel like a flash of white light in front of his eyes after making the "super sense connection". Moreover, his reaction to the woodcarving is different from that of the ordinary objects which have established the "super sense connection".

Xiang Kun can clearly perceive the direction of objects with "super sense Association", and even locate them directly and accurately if they are familiar with places before.

But this positioning is limited to the object itself. The perception is very "illusory", and there is no intuitive "perception" of the environment in which the object is located.

Now, Xiang Kun can't feel the exact position of the eight arm eight eye wood carving, nor the direction of the carving. If he can follow this feeling, he can't find it.

However, he vaguely found that he seemed to be looking at the woodcarving from a third perspective, which seemed to be a kind of "seeing" at the level of consciousness rather than the sensory level such as vision.

He also felt a kind of emotion that didn't belong to him, which was inexplicable and difficult to describe.

This kind of feeling is too strange. It is clear that wood carving is the foundation of induction, but the feeling is another perspective.

That kind of induction suddenly slowly fades, then disappears.

Xiang Kun was stunned for a moment. He opened his eyes and frowned at the flying scenery outside the window. He began to think about the strange connection between himself and the carved wood carving.

There is no doubt that the process of establishing a connection should be at the time of carving.

And to establish a complete connection, it must be 23 days after the completion of the woodcarving, drinking blood and waking up on the 24th.

But at that time, he didn't think about it, didn't feel the woodcarving.

In this way, the way to establish a connection is similar to that of "super sensory connection".

But what's the use of this sense?

That inexplicable, as if does not belong to their own emotions, is now playing with the wood carving of the people?

Is that wood carved into an emotional signal receiving station?

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Xiang Kun arrived in Erythrina at 4 p.m.

Although he had reported to his parents that he was going to go home a few days ago, he did not say when and when he was going to give his parents a surprise.

Take a taxi out of the station, straight to the residential area.

Their community has been built for many years, and the house is relatively old. It has been almost 20 years. It is basically six to seven storey buildings without elevators.

When I bought the 150 square meter four bedroom and two living room suite from my father, I not only spent all my savings, but also borrowed a lot from my friends.

Of course, if calculated according to the current house price, it is still a big profit, which is the most successful "investment" of their family.

Xiang Kun stood in front of the gate of his own house, and he felt some emotion.

Although he basically comes back every year during the Spring Festival, he has experienced too much, especially at the psychological level, in a few months since this year.

Xiang Kun stood for a while, put aside the emotion, took a deep breath, rang the doorbell, ready to meet the surprise of mom's expression.

After a while, my mother opened the wooden door and looked at him in surprise through the stainless steel security door: "who are you looking for?"

Xiang Kun was stunned. His smile, which had been ready to bloom, froze on his face. Then he suddenly remembered that he had changed a lot. Moreover, he had taken off his glasses in the car before, and now he is packing them in his pocket.

Inexplicably, a sentence appeared in his mind: "P makes your mother can't recognize it."

I really become even mother can not recognize

Xiang Kun had to take out glasses from his pocket and put them on. Then he grinned and showed a white tooth: "Mom, I'm back!"

Subconsciously think back to your mother, "who is your mother?" But the familiar voice made her pause for a moment, then she looked at the bald head outside carefully for a while, and said in surprise, "Kun? You... "

Finally, she opened the security door outside and looked at her son suspiciously with her father.

Xiang Kun walked into his house awkwardly. While changing shoes, he said to his mother, "Mom, I just changed my hairstyle. There's no need to be so surprised."

"Hair style?" Suddenly he patted his bald head to his mother and said angrily, "who allowed you to change this hairstyle? No, where did you get your hair? What's the shape? How can you make a blind date and talk about your girlfriend? You are stupid at work! Ah? If you're too lazy to take care of it, you should cut it short! Why are you bald? I don't know. I thought my son was going to become a monk or was caught and released by Guan Gang... "Xiang Kun has a black line on his face. He doesn't know how to respond well. Then he says hello to his father: "Dad, the wine I bought for you."

Dad took the two bottles of Baijiu that Xiangkun had bought in advance. He reached out and patted his arm and nodded: "well, it's good. It's strong. It's good. The body is the capital of revolution. Now it's better to be mentally like this. "

He also patted his mother on the shoulder: "talk to you, do you hear me? Don't shave your hair any more. Bring your hair back early! By the way, why didn't you just wear glasses? "

Xiang Kun casually said: "I went to have laser surgery with my friend before, and made my myopia better. Now this is a flat lens."

"Surgery? Didn't you tell us in advance about the operation? " Stare at mom.

"Small surgery, weekend past, wheezing on good, soon, do not affect my work." Xiang Kun continued to say a word, then craned his neck to look at the kitchen: "how, have you started to prepare dinner?"

"I told you that I would come back in advance? Why do you come back so quietly? No food for you He scolded his mother.

Xiang Kun got used to her mother's scolding. After throwing the backpack to the room, he went to the kitchen.

It's only five o'clock now, and my mother hasn't started cooking yet. She opens the refrigerator to look for ingredients and prepares dinner by herself.

Xiangda and Xiangma follow in strangely, looking at Xiang Kun, who is staring at the food and planning the menu.

"Are you really my son Xiang Kun?" The mother suddenly asked suspiciously that her son could not cook at all before and was too lazy to cook. If she's not at home, she'd rather have bubble noodles or take out than cook by herself.

"Prove your identity, how old was the last time you wet the bed?"

Xiang Kun, who has already thought about the recipe, looks back at the second old man at the kitchen door and protests to them with his eyes.

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