That's right, with my strength, it's certainly easy to solve this little trouble! Wu Sihai hummed.

But you can't stop yourself from melting... Xiao Ling turned his mind.

Boy, have you never heard of a cook who is hard to cook without rice? Now I am just a wisp of spiritual thought. I cannot practice the Dharma, collect energy, and cannot get supplements from you. No matter how pure it is, I will have to be exhausted.

So what can you do to solve this problem?

I'm teaching you a set of exercises so that you can...

pass! Xiao Ling said without thinking. Just kidding, God knows if there is any problem with the martial arts taught by this old guy? This guy has been taking over his own body from the beginning, and he racked his brains to avoid him. If he practiced his martial arts again, wouldn’t he be kicked in the head by the donkey?

Is there any other way?

Yes. I can change myself to adapt to your soul traits. However, to distort the divine consciousness to consume energy, you need to find a way to provide sufficient spiritual qualities to supplement me.

Meow...pass! Apart from yourself, who knows how much energy you really need, how much you use it, and how much you secretly saved it? Provide you with energy. God knows if you accumulate too much energy, will you play tricks?

But...the spiritual essence? It seems that it is the things you want to use for those props. How to collect them if you have the chance?

Is there any other way?

Boy, you ask me to find a way. I said to move forward. You said you can't. I said to go backward. You still said you can't... Even if I continue to come up with ideas, do you dare to believe it? Do you dare to use it? Wu Sihai said helplessly.

Think about it carefully. It’s true... I don’t believe in this guy’s method, but I don’t believe in this guy’s character! That’s all. Let’s take medicine first.

Even if he had to give up his second soul in the end, it would be better than being taken over by this old guy. Xiao Ling thought to himself. Anyway, he said he would ask casually, but now he made excuses and asked Dong Bagua to prescribe some medicine first.

While Xiao Ling was dealing with this, Wu Sihai's divine thoughts were also sighing secretly.

It was such a mistake, a mistake! I didn't expect that this kid was so alert. Even if he blocked his memory, he still noticed something wrong and directly committed suicide to get rid of it. In order not to be discovered by the master, he blocked his perception. He happened to take advantage of the loophole...

If I had known this, I wouldn't hide it from this kid. Tell him well that this kid is not willing to be a woman, and it may not be... I can't make sense. Unfortunately, it was wrong to start, so it turned out like this. Even if he changed his words now, he would never believe it.

In fact, why do you want him to have such a stinky skin? If you can get rid of the constraints, even if it is not the original body, you can easily squeeze out your clones. Do you still need to use the old trick of taking over the body? It was still the Middle Ages thousands of years ago.

However, it was too late to regret, and he could only sigh silently.

But after a while, "Ouch?" He suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, Dong Bagua had already prescribed a medicine for Xiao Ling, an immunosuppressive drug of 800 copper coins. It was her in-buy price as a doctor, and it seemed that the out-buy was doubled.

At the same time, she suggested to Xiao Ling that if his condition is not as he said, but is more serious than the diagnosis. It is just because he doesn't want to say it all... he would be better off taking the discipline of biochemistry, medicine or precision instruments.

In this way, after completing the study, you will have the opportunity to join the medical research institution in Tiangong, and be able to purchase medicine at a cost price. It will be much easier to maintain a large amount of medicine. If you can make progress in your studies and make contributions, there is a precedent for the medical expenses to be completely exempted.

Xiao Ling thanked Dong Bagua for his advice and fell asleep in a drowsy manner after taking the medicine. This is one of the side effects of the medicine.

However, he fell asleep, and the magical consciousness of Wu Sihai in his body was surprised and surprised...

Because as the medicine was taken down and the effect of the medicine spread throughout his body, he felt that the difference between his spiritual thought and Xiao Ling's soul was miraculously eliminated.

I was like... I really became Xiao Ling's second soul, and I could even draw energy from his body. The IQ, EQ, emotional qualities caused by insufficient energy, and my emotions were falling, and I was recovering quickly. This was something he could not even disguise in his martial arts.

"Hey, hey, hey, boy, don't sleep, don't sleep... What's going on with this medicine just now? It's interesting! The two beauties were chatting here just now. I don't understand what they said. Can you explain it?"

However, no matter what he said, it was useless. "Huhh~~~" Xiao Ling had already fallen into a deep sleep and could not wake up at all.

"Hey, boy, do you think you can avoid me if you fall asleep?" Shen Yin snorted, "Look at how I play tricks on you in my dream!"

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Xiao Ling had a dream, a strange dream...

In his dream, his mother, who had almost no memory, did not die of dying from childbirth, but because of frequent quarrels with his father, the two divorced before he could remember. Her mother entered the mall to work hard, and eventually became a rich woman, and by the way, she found him a young and handsome stepfather.

His father was still a soldier and did not die for no reason for some reason. Instead, he was highly appreciated by his superiors. He was promoted all the way in the army and still had a prosperous career after his transfer, until the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee of a city. His official position was not high, but for a young cadre in his early 40s, he had a bright future.

Oh, by the way, I found him a young and beautiful stepmother.

In this way, he became a second-generation official and rich man in a confused manner. He didn't have to worry about spending money, and his parents didn't care about it, even if he wanted to.

I look for my mother when I’m short of money, I look for my father when I cause trouble, I spend all day long, bullying men and women, and dreaming of being drunk... I’m going to get one bottle after another, and I’m going to pick up one girl after another...

Damn, abominable rich man!

Half dreams and half awake, Xiao Ling browsed this completely different life, despising and enjoying it.

The side effect of soul immunosuppressants is not sleeping, but dreaming. There are many dreams and all kinds of strange dreams.

According to Tiangong's research, this is most likely because immunosuppressants remove certain traits in the soul, which greatly enhances the resonance between homologous souls, making it very easy to connect dreams and join their own dreams in other time and space streams, just like TV and mobile phones.

"Huh?" Tracing back to Xiao Ling's dream, Wu Sihai got in.

He originally needed to use some Taoist techniques to do this, but after taking drugs, he was basically the same as Xiao Ling's second soul. He easily followed in without any obstacles, and he didn't use Taoist techniques.

After following in, he planned to play some tricks to play with Xiao Ling. If Xiao Ling was awake, he really couldn't do it, but if he had dreams, he would just play it with his experience...

However, he just took a quick look into this world: "Huh? Isn't this a dream killing technique? This kid still kept saying that he didn't know how to do it?"

Looking at Xiao Ling lying on the bed, he took a few steps forward, "Bangbang!" He woke Xiao Ling up hard, "Bangbang, if you want to do something, hurry up, why are you dragging it out?"

Xiao Ling woke up in a daze: "Do, do, dream?" The confused looked up at this guy, "Hey, old man, who do you? Do I know you?"

I realized that at some point, an old man stood by the bed. If I said that old man was not old, he was tall and elegant, and he felt a sense of immortality. He was just a twig of goat beard and three long whiskers under his jaw, which was a bit inconsistent with the current aesthetic view.

However, if it is incorporated into costume TV series, it will be full of Uncle Daoming's flavor.

This was the first time Xiao Ling saw Wu Sihai. At the earliest time, Wu Sihai was just a shadow on the dark side; later in his mind, Wu Sihai was just a voice, until now, it was considered face to face.

It’s not a big mistake for Xiao Ling to recognize him. Such an image really doesn’t match the domineering shadow and the noisy sounds later.

This guy... is not clear-headed? Is this... the mystery of dreams? This guy has never practiced the dream killing technique? Wu Sihai has such experience that he immediately distinguished it. He raised his hand and blew "huh" at Xiao Ling.

A cold wind blew across Xiao Ling, with a biting chill that penetrated deep into his soul.

Xiao Ling was furious and finally woke up. He looked at the luxurious and magnificent suite, the women on the bed, the messy and filthy beds in the room, the suspicious bottles, cans, syringes and lights, and the suspicious liquid smell...

"Aren't I dreaming? Is this... in a dream?" Xiao Ling patted his face and looked at Wu Sihai standing in front of him in confusion. He already knew who this was. There was a sense between his soul.

"But, this is a dream. How could I be so awake?" Xiao Ling scratched his head, not understanding at all.

"What else can it be?" Wu Sihai blew his beard, "Boy, don't pretend to be confused when you understand!" Of course Xiao Ling knew, just pretending not to know, how could he get this guy's affection? Wu Sihai said, "I originally thought that taking that medicine would only allow the soul to merge, but I didn't expect it to help people enter the dream killing realm."

"It's the same as the Taoist Pill that assists in practicing cultivation. However, the Pill Pill can only assist in dream killing, but it cannot fusion the soul. Especially, your medicine only consumes a little luck, which is simply...just..." For a moment, I couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

"Boy, hurry up and cook here, go back and tell me what's going on with this medicine? If I can figure it out, I don't have to be so embarrassed."

"Cooking, how to cook?" Xiao Ling didn't understand. Usually people would wake up when they realized that they were dreaming, but they knew that they were dreaming, but they still couldn't wake up. He didn't know how to wake up.

Pinch yourself? "Ah..." It hurts quite a bit.
Chapter completed!