Chapter 253 The noise makes it hard to sleep every night
On the other side of the camera, Tang Sanmu smiled helplessly: "What kind of master am I?"
"Now your appeal is unmatched by others. It is your appeal that can lead Jiuzhou through this disaster." Qin Sanshui became serious and said seriously.
In the next period of time, Tang Sanmu mobilized all the warlocks and began to arrange some formations or artifacts in various places in Jiuzhou.
To combat the coming disaster.
But these things were all done in secret, and except for the participants, almost no one knew what they had done and what preparations they had made.
People began to live relatively stable lives again, waiting for new disasters to come.
When you know full well that a disaster is going to happen, it is always difficult to calm down.
I think about it almost every day in my free time, and almost every day someone breaks down because of it.
This is the result of the last live broadcast by Qin Sanshui and everyone who cheered everyone up.
Warlock fans from both sides voluntarily formed a psychological counseling group to go out to promote and call for everyone's unity.
Awaken people's courage and stop their fear.
This effect is also significant. They are trying hard to let people know that the so-called apocalypse is not unshakable.
Although the invasion of Wujie is inevitable, Wujie is not as powerful as the legend says.
They will also be eliminated, and when they are eliminated, they will also feel fear, and they will even cry and beg for mercy.
When people realize this, their fears will lessen again.
Because I realize that those people are not gods, they are just like human beings, and they also have a fragile side.
While calling on the warlocks to lay out formations and Kyushu traps, Tang Sanmu's daily life was still live broadcasting, dealing with some matters related to the Netherworld invasion.
Since the two people from Wujie died, there have been a lot less special spiritual invasion incidents, and everything seems to have basically returned to normal.
This is because the last impact caused a lot of losses to Wujie, and they are recharging their energy.
The human world is preparing, and they are also preparing, preparing for a massive attack.
Sitting on the stool, watching the lively live broadcast room, it was already one o'clock in the morning, Tang Sanmu took a deep breath: "Is there any other friends who want to join the microphone?"
There are still layers of screening, and those who can find Tang Sanmu are relatively complicated things.
This time, the person who connected with me was a man with heavy dark circles under his eyes, ID Xiao Fei.
He muttered feebly: "It's too noisy, Master Tang. It's so noisy that my spirit is about to collapse..."
Tang Sanmu saw that he looked weak, it was indeed a long time since he had a good rest.
When dry fire attacks the heart, the fire energy rises first, but when the dry fire burns almost completely, it becomes extremely weak.
The whole person's energy seemed to have been drained, and his eyes were bloodshot.
If you look closely, you can see that he is also very thin, as if he has been entangled in something for a long time.
Golden Requiem: Qiyou looks so weak, why didn’t you come to Master Tang earlier?
Nether Maniac: This look reminds me of the scholar who studied at night in Liaozhai and was entangled by a female ghost and sucked the essence.
I am a little pineapple: Could it be that my friends are also entangled?
Xiaofei was really too weak and in a groggy state.
The words spoken in his mouth were also unclear, and he often even skipped words.
As he talks, he will talk about some incomprehensible topics.
With such a mental state, what he said is not credible.
Tang Sanmu took a deep breath: "Stop talking for now, close your eyes slightly."
Xiaofei nodded, and after closing his eyes, his head suddenly sank.
I was so sleepy that I would almost fall asleep if I closed my eyes.
But then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were about to burst.
With a face full of panic, he raised his head and roared: "It's too noisy! It's too noisy!
I can’t sleep! I can’t sleep at all!”
Tears flowed from his eyes. It seemed that he had been pushed to the limit and almost collapsed.
Tang Sanmu also understood that as long as this person closed his eyes, he could hear strange noises.
At this time, a paper man lay quietly on his right hand.
Xiao Fei's name and birth date were written on the paper figurine, and Tang Sanmu calmly recited: "Staying up late and burning up the fire will cause heartache and liver damage."
He is confused and confused.
A little Qinghuo clears the mind, and the essence is faintly restored to human Yang."
After finishing speaking, Tang San pinched his sword finger with his wooden hand and gently shook it twice on the paper man.
The next moment, the paper man stretched out as if being pulled by something.
Immediately afterwards, the man also took a deep breath and touched his cheek, still feeling thin.
Looking at myself in the mirror, the dark circles under my eyes are still so thick, but for some reason my whole body feels like a spring breeze.
Suddenly I felt much more energetic and my whole body was exuding vitality.
It is completely different from the previous state.
Xiaofei was very surprised and asked: "Master Tang, what's going on? I feel a lot refreshed!"
"I temporarily gave you a breath of air to regulate your own agitation, so that the breath on your body can temporarily be in a stable stage."
"Thank you, Master Tang!" Xiao Fei bowed and said, his face full of surprise.
Tang Sanmu shook his head: "This is only temporary, so that you can clear your mind and figure out what happened to you.
It won’t work for a long time, so you hurry up and say it, and after you say it, I can help you solve the problem from the root."
At this time, Tang Sanmu had already seen his face, which was upright and sharp-cut.
Using the psychic treasure's eyes again, I can see that the person in front of me is definitely a kind person, and it can be said that he has never done anything untoward.
He even often donates to some poor families. Previously, he saw that a family was living in such a miserable way that he used part of his household income to subsidize that family.
Therefore, the inability to sleep can be ruled out as the result of doing something bad and having Netherworld come to your door.
When Xiaofei heard what Tang Sanmu said, he nodded slightly, and then took a long breath: "To tell you the truth, Master Tang, I haven't had a good sleep in half a month.
No matter it is day or night, as soon as I fall asleep, I will hear bursts of noisy sounds.
Sometimes it's the throwing of pots and bowls, sometimes it's the couple quarreling, sometimes it's the cry of a child.
At first I thought it was the noise coming from the neighbor next door. I went to find it several times and the neighbor told me that they would try to control it.
But even after their repeated assurances, the noise continued.
I thought they didn't pay any attention to my words, so I got a little angry and went to find them angrily.
But this time, my neighbor also complained to me, saying that there was no such loud noise in his home.
Previously, I thought that the sound of me exercising in the house had disturbed me, so I was told to control it as much as possible.
But how can I exercise in the middle of the night? And my neighbor told me that they don’t have children.
Where did the child's cry come from?
Only then did I realize that the noise I had been hearing was not coming from their house at all.
But where exactly it started, I don’t know.
It’s just that I can’t sleep, no matter it’s day or night, as long as I close my eyes, I can always hear this sound!”
Xiaofei almost cried when he finished speaking. The collapsed emotions he had experienced in the past few days resurfaced again, and his breathing was a little heavy.
In the live broadcast room, everyone was frightened when they heard what happened to him:
"Oh my God, my next-door neighbor beats his children every night. I feel so irritated. This is too exaggerated."
"It lasted for half a month. I really don't know how my friend survived. If it were me, my spirit would definitely collapse."
"Yeah, this is really scary, my scalp feels numb when I hear it..."
As everyone's news rolled around, Tang Sanmu pondered for a moment: "Among the noise you heard, was there a cat meowing?"