Chapter 144 Those “Voices”

The sound insulation effect of the Changsheng Theater is very good, and it is considered to be one of the best in the entire Fenghua City.

As a picky person, I can't find anything wrong with the sound insulation of the Changsheng Theater.

However, Ah Jing's ears are extremely sensitive, and he can pick up the sounds of the entire theater just by sitting in the room.

It wasn't like this when I came here, and it was difficult for Ajing himself to adapt to this change. All senses have become extremely sharp, which has both advantages and disadvantages.

Especially some sounds can make people blush. Recently, Ajing always hears a lot of embarrassing and harsh sounds that disturb her thoughts. This sound... is accompanied by the sound of breathing... accompanied by various...

kind……

Sigh... It is always inappropriate for young people to hear this kind of sound, which can easily make people's blood boil. Even though Ajing has a concentration that ordinary people don't have, he can't control his own associations, and he can't help but be attracted by this sound.

After all, I am only a teenager, so I always have some curiosity about this kind of thing.

Occasionally, Ajing would selectively turn off her hearing. She subconsciously felt that it was always wrong to be curious about such things. Of course, she should try to avoid hearing such sounds... knowing other people's private affairs.

, it is unfair after all.

Although these people... didn't know that others would hear their private actions and behaviors... nor would they rush here to argue with her...

The humble people do not even have "time to complain" and must accept a new round of cruel seasonal tests.

Between all things, since the ability is given to the spirit race, it is also given "self-consciousness" to the spirit race. Only the spirit race with "self-consciousness" is worthy of possessing such powerful spiritual power.

Those who have survived to this day feel as if everything was a dream. The temperature rise in the middle period is like an unreal illusion.

It seems that the wind is really too strong.

The temperature outside has suddenly dropped to the point where water turns to ice. Cold waves come one after another, worse than before, but no one has changed anything because of this severe cold wave.

The weather changes so quickly. I have never noticed it before - seasons and temperatures change so quickly.

"What should they do?" Ah Jing thought in her heart. Her sense of empathy was getting stronger now. She knew that this wind would make the winter unbearable for these ordinary people.

People who were accustomed to the warmth inside the Changsheng Theater were unwilling to go out. A few troublemakers had just gone out and walked a few steps when they were forced back by the cold wind, cursing and cursing.

Otherwise, how much trouble this would cause to myself.

Compared to suffering in a state of unconsciousness, people like A Jing who are awake and suffering from anatomy find it even more difficult to sleep.

Compared with the hothouse nobles in this longevity theater, there are always some poor and humble people who have to brave the severe cold to survive. This was the case for Ah Jing when he was a slave.

I can't bear to hear such a cry for help.

There were very few people walking on the road, and the wild wind was as if it could blow off people's ears, making them cry from the cold.

It's just that between the warm and the cold, many people died and many things changed. From another perspective, it seems like nothing has changed.

Maybe it's a very normal behavior for everyone to do this in the same room, especially in a place like Changsheng Theater...it's absolutely normal.

Why.

Originally, the charcoal fire in this theater was so hot that it could dry people out and make them sweat...

"I can't survive! The child's father has been blown down by the wind. How can the mouths in this family eat!"

Fortunately, A Jing's intelligence and thinking have matured enough to escape from this kind of... human activities.

A woman's voice reached her ears, which made A Jing even more worried.

There must be many children whose hands are about to be frozen to death.

Ah Jing closed the window with his backhand.

It's impossible to guard against...

…

Ah Jing's eyesight is actually very good.

"I really don't know why, even though the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, it doesn't stop." A Jing gradually realized...such human behavior is really boring. It's obviously not something particularly interesting, so why do people enjoy it so much?

"Sure enough, people are people and cannot transcend the limitations of physical desires. This is also the limitation of human beings." A Jing was trying to make a concluding speech for his own understanding.

Everything went dormant again.

Facing such prepared and calm people, "Cold Wave" seemed to suddenly become mute.

"Please! God! Let this wind be gentler!" A miserable male voice came to Ajing's ears.

Ah Jing opened the window, and a gust of cold wind split open the cracks in the window, and the window lattice creaked. The furnishings in the room were swayed by the wind, and a vase filled with water fell straight down and banged -

If Ah Jing wanted to see it, in her eyes, every house here would be as if there were no walls or any barriers.

Every day and night, there are always some voices of men and women in the Changsheng Theater. Sometimes I want to block them out, but those gasping sounds slip into Ah Jing's ears unexpectedly.

various sounds,

——It’s simply torture!

Why.

Just before the bottle was broken, Ah Jing took control of the porcelain bottle, and everything stopped before it happened.

The short autumn in the middle is like a brief breath of air. After the autumn, people are busy preparing items for winter.

Fenghua City has entered winter again after the unusual hailstorm last time.

"You still can't listen to this kind of thing." Ah Jing silently made a decision. Whenever he heard this kind of sound in the future, he would take the initiative to turn off his hearing channel to avoid letting desires disturb his state of mind.

sound,

Ah Jing's current ability allows her to hear the voices from the bottom of people's hearts more and more. However, as a spirit race, her heart is getting softer and softer, making her less and less able to hear such bitter voices.

Different from the sudden disaster last time, this time, every household has prepared relatively sufficient supplies, as if they are always ready to fight this tough battle.

Although "winter" is bitterly cold, it is not intimidating.

How come I didn't notice it before? When Ah Jing moved in before, she didn't have this awareness. She felt that everyone was just staying in the hotel normally, just like her, Tao Sheng, Qiansusu, Xiuyanxu and the others...

…there are no such “shameful” private behaviors.

It's just... A Jing is a spiritual tribe after all, and she has the consciousness of a spiritual tribe.

After these days of intentional or unintentional influence, A Jing has changed from being surprised by such things... to becoming accustomed to it.

Due to the cold wave, the temperature inside the building was not that high. Some old, weak, women and children were afraid of catching cold, so they put on their coats indoors.

…

If it weren't for the powerful endurance of the Spiritual Clan, Ajing would have been overwhelmed by such chaotic sounds.

A Jing has lived as an ordinary person, and she knows what it feels like to be conveyed by those "voices".

The warmth and coldness in the Changsheng Theater made A Jing restless.

End of Chapter 144: Those “Voices”
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