In the northwest corner of Chang'an City, near the corner of Tailao in the West Inner Garden.
An old medical officer with white beard and hair had just finished his consultation and examination of Jiang Tian, and then frowned and said to Murong Wudao, the black-clothed jailer standing beside him:
"I have confirmed again that there is nothing serious inside or outside. If you still don't believe it, I can't think of anything else but to ask someone else. For example, go to someone from the Military Medical Department. Maybe there are some other ways.
."
"It's time to work."
Murong Wu, one of the few backbones in the Taiwan Prison, could only express his thanks with his hands raised:
"only"
However, the old medical officer paused and said hesitantly:
"I am an old acquaintance with you all from the prison, so I can't help but say a few words."
"Please give me some advice."
Murong Wu clasped his hands again and said:
"I don't know about other places, but this prison is related to Xantai's face. How can you dare to skimp on it?"
The old medical officer then said with hesitation:
"how do I say this?"
Murong Wu, who had always been aloof and unapproachable, couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.
"Do you think I can't see it? I have been seeing you for many years."
Then his reaction caused the old medical officer to misunderstand:
"That man's bones and muscles are well-proportioned, his breath is steady and long, and his internal organs are in very good condition. Even though his blood and energy are obviously exhausted, isn't that your trick? I don't know what's at stake in this man. I just want to tell you.
Sir, be careful of setting yourself on fire."
After saying that, he turned around and walked away without looking back, leaving Murong Wu where he was. However, Murong Wu, who had been thrown around in a confused manner, did not get angry or have an attack on the spot, but seemed to have something to say.
He looked thoughtfully at the retreating figure, his eyes flashing as he didn't know what he was thinking.
Then, he saw Fan Shizi, who had been temporarily assigned to his command, retreating with helplessness on his face, and smiled in front of him and said:
"Supervisor, the man asked if there is any food in the prison?"
"Absurd! Now that the cooks are all detained, what else is there..."
Murong Wu, who had a cold expression on his face, wanted to reprimand him loudly, but his eyes suddenly thought of something, and he changed his words:
"In that case, you go to the maintenance hall (night watch) to get some cakes, snacks and drinks."
"yes"
Fan Shishi was vaguely relieved and said: However, not long after, he looked at Jiang Tian who was enjoying his meal in shock, and for a moment he was lost and speechless.
Because next, Jiang Tian devoured the large plate of cakes he sent in in front of him. He asked for it twice more when it was not enough. He almost ate up all the daily portions of the night watchmen.
; After drinking almost half a bucket of tea soup, it was finally over.
Then, listening to the footsteps gradually receding outside and the swaying of the belt and chain, Jiang Tian breathed out again and burped again. And hidden under the unbearable hunger and thirst, that kind of vague feeling
The feeling of weakness and sleepiness also seemed to disappear.
This also gave him some enlightenment. Apparently, this was the price of excessive use of the new ability called "guidance" without adequate preparation, which was the abnormal appetite and digestive ability of extreme hunger and thirst.
Despite this, Jiang Tian was no longer sleepy at all. He would spend the next long night repeatedly testing this new ability, its possible uses and its upper limit.
After all, compared to the previous proficiency that required obtaining corresponding weapons to be revealed; this new ability, which looks similar to telekinesis, may become his ultimate means of self-protection and emergency response.
So after midday, Jiang Tian finally woke up amid the aroma of food brought to him. When he suddenly saw the familiar face of Fan Shizi, who was playing with the tableware, he couldn't help but be frightened.
Jump.
Because Fan Shishi, who originally had a broad forehead, shaggy beard and hair, and looked quite mighty, just after this night, he seemed to have become haggard and a different person, revealing a pair of swollen and black bags under his eyes.
"You...you, what's wrong?"
Jiang Tian couldn't help but ask:
"Stop talking, it's really hard to say anything..."
Fan Shizi waved his hands with a tired face and said:
"Is it possible that something happened in the prison again?"
Jiang Tian took a big spoonful of miso soup and continued to ask:
"Everything is fine in the prison, but none of the brothers on guard can live in peace..."
When Fan Shizi said this, he couldn't help but asked nervously:
"By the way, Jiang Sheng, did you hear anything or see anything unusual last night?"
"abnormal?"
Jiang Tian thought for a while, does it count if I didn't sleep all night long? However, he pretended to be surprised and said:
"I haven't seen it before. I haven't woken up since I fell asleep."
"That's good for you."
Fan Shishi sighed with envy: Then he couldn't help but feel the desire to talk to someone and find someone to share his feelings with, and asked again:
"Have you really never seen anything... unusual?"
"How could it be possible? Isn't this a prison? It was born to be a place for evil spirits to ward off evil spirits!"
Jiang Tian seemed to feel something in his heart and said deliberately:
"Having said that, do you know why there are so few prisoners in this prison area? It happened that it was not reorganized until you were here, but something went wrong again."
When Fan Shizi heard this, he seemed to be touched by something and couldn't help complaining:
"They all say it was what happened back then..."
However, just when he was about to continue speaking, the footsteps and the sound of unlocking the door came from outside, which made Fan Shizi jump all over. He suddenly woke up and stopped talking under Jiang Tian's deliberately guided words.
And when Fan Shizi packed up the tableware and left, and gradually walked away, Jiang Tian suddenly burst into laughter because he seemed to have figured out what was going on.
Then, he looked at a half-burnt candlestick on the table. The next moment, this seemingly heavy-weight pottery candlestick swayed and levitated under the influence of invisible force;
And in Jiang Tian's field of vision, he swam gently up, down, left and right with the control of his thoughts, and then slowly accelerated and danced; until it swayed into a white line in his field of vision, and suddenly lost control, crashing into the ground.
The wall cracked.
And this is the preliminary result that he spent a whole night exploring and excavating; for example, the target for "guidance" to work must be within the unobstructed range of vision;
For another example, the current maximum effect of "guidance" is only a dozen kilograms; while the optimal control range is about three to five kilograms; and then it becomes sluggish and clumsy as the weight increases.
In order to test the distance, he used the stacked desks as footings and stood almost to the edge of the transom, and used trees, flowers and plants at different distances as reference objects for the distance.
It was found that as the distance extends, the "guiding" ability also naturally decays. After reaching a critical point, there is only an almost imperceptible breeze blowing on the face.
At present, it seems that this ability is really only suitable for playing tricks. For example, within a few dozen steps, it can be used to steal small objects such as keys; even when the field of vision is farther away, it can only be used slightly.
A gentle breeze such as lifting the hem of a girl's skirt.
Therefore, it could not help but cause some trouble to the guards who were patrolling back and forth during this period. Of course, it was impossible for Jiang Tian to stop, and he could only conduct tests and exercises more covertly.
After all, right now, is there a more suitable training place that is secluded and quiet, with unlimited meals, than Tailao?
So, after several days, the strange situation in a corner of Tailao that kept people awake all night slowly disappeared;
While looking at the old and expired documents that Fan Shizi was ordered to send in, and Jiang Tian, who was sorting out his understanding and emotional thoughts, he also received the summons for the interrogation again.