Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 775

As in memory, Huanhuan's cursor went to the big world and started to play in it.

Based on her, Feinan can be sure that he is also there, just like before.

This was not the same as Feinan's prediction. According to his understanding of himself, once he saw the contents of the note, he should take action no matter whether he believed it or not.

He mentioned Tathagata Palm in the second article. If he saw the note, he should at least come to Ah* to check if he was tampered with, instead of acting as if he was fine and doing what he should do.

Feinan roughly deduced two possibilities.

First, I saw the note last night, but didn't pay enough attention to it.

Second, I didn't see that note last night.

He thinks the latter is more likely.

If it is the latter possibility, where did the note go?
Was it blown away, or was it taken or tampered with?
There are many reasons, but he doesn't want to delve into it. It is enough for him to be sure of one thing, that is, someone is interfering with him, and he doesn't want him to communicate with his current self.

Regardless of whether the other party was kind or not, Feinan was on guard, because such a thing would never happen just once.

If he wants to change the timeline, he needs to make more efforts.

According to Huihuishi's suggestion, the regressed self and the present self cannot meet.

Judging from the situation of the note last night, if I want to communicate with my current self, I will definitely be interfered and blocked.

So, since it is difficult to change the current self, why doesn't he try to do something himself?

A* is the key to breaking the game, even if he can't kill Huoyun Cthulhu, it will be a great help.

In addition, there was Feng Chengcheng, Huanhuan was taken away by her, he had to put an end to this hidden danger in advance.

Ah* and Fat Zai Cong were sound asleep in the room, Fei Nan didn't wake them up, but walked to Ah*'s side.

Last time he tried to hit Ah* when he was unconscious, but it triggered his first manifestation of Buddha's light and was bounced away.

Obviously, it is completely nonsense to talk about Ren Du's second branch. A* has always known Tathagata Palm, but due to various reasons, he has not been able to take the initiative to perform it.

Feinan judged that it should be his psychological problem, so this time, he wanted to enter Ah*'s subconscious world to find the answer.

He stretched out his palm and pressed it on Ah*'s forehead. Feinan closed his eyes, and his consciousness instantly sank.

……

This is a small southern city, lying lazily under the setting sun in the evening.

The trees outside the city are shady, and the moat meanders through it, which is a summer scene.

Walking in the city, Feinan looked around with great interest, looking for the target.

Shops along the street opened, hawkers hawked, and it was a lively scene.

On the street, from time to time, a dazed little boy would run past. Looking at his face, he was exactly Ah* from childhood.

He seems to have countless clones, and he is everywhere in the whole small city.

Carrying a soy sauce bottle to make soy sauce, carrying a schoolbag to school, laughing and playing with children of the same age, every part of this small town is full of his memories.

Feinan came to an old house, and there was also a childhood Ah* who was practicing a set of palm techniques rigorously.

He slapped the old tree next to the old house, and a gust of wind blew by, and the old tree shook for a while, as if injured by the palm wind, quite a bit of momentum.

Little A* looked happy, and ran back home excitedly.

Feinan stood aside, thoughtful.

From his point of view, Little A* really hit a palm just now, shaking the old tree's branches.

It can be seen that Ah* has already practiced the palm of the Tathagata at this time.

Feinan followed into his house. There were several families busy in the deep courtyard, but no one could see Feinan.

Following little Ah* into the inner room, Feinan saw a thin booklet under his pillow at a glance.

Pulling it out, Feinan turned it to the front. On the simple cover was a Buddha statue sitting on a lotus flower, with four big characters written on it, Tathagata Palm.

After opening the cheat book, Feinan's eyes froze.

The cheat book was blank, not even a trace of ink.

How could this be?
Hearing movement suddenly, Feinan stuffed the cheat book back under the pillow, and turned to look.

Little Ah*, who was full of cold water, ran in, took out the secret book from under the pillow, opened it carefully, sat on the small bench beside him, and read it with relish.

Feinan stood behind him and looked down, but the cheat book was still blank.

Why can he see it but I can't?
Is this kid's self-protection mechanism?
Feinan thought for a moment, then turned and left the yard.

Walking along the street, he followed the other little Ah* and observed carefully.

There are many places where little A* concentrates on studying secret books, under the corner, in the school, and on the street, but every time Feinan passes by, he can only see a blank space.

"Let go of that girl!"

Feinan suddenly heard a righteous shout.

Following the sound, Feinan passed through the small town and came to the moat on the western outskirts of the city.

There were a few older kids snatching a little girl's lollipop, and the one who yelled that sentence was the little A* who was standing aside and posing.

The older children pushed away the little girl, and came to the little Ah* aggressively.

Putting his palm together on his chest, Xiao Ah* slapped his palm seriously, and slapped the leader's long-haired chest.

Feinan could see clearly that when he moved his palm, there was a layer of faint golden light surging around Little Ah*'s body, but when he slapped that palm, the golden light did not follow.

The soft slap didn't hurt the long hair, but Xiao A* was slapped to the ground by his slap.

The group of big kids rushed up and beat and kicked him, and even pissed on his head when they got Mao Mao.

The older children walked away, while the little Ah* sat silently on the spot, everything around him was covered with a layer of gray shadow.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Fei Nan turned and left silently.

After waiting quietly at the intersection for a while, Feinan heard the shout again: "Let go of that girl!"

Back beside the moat, the scene just now was repeating itself.

Little A* is still upright, facing a group of older kids who are stronger than him, without fear.

The older children came in front of him. With a serious face, he clasped his palms in his chest and slapped them.

This time, Feinan didn't stand idly by, but snapped his fingers, and the long hair was hit by the little Ah*, and immediately flew upside down, knocking down several companions behind him, and fell into a rolling gourd.

There was a look of joy on Little A*'s face, but soon, Changmao got up from the ground, as if he hadn't been hurt at all, and returned to him with a stern face, and slapped him on the face , pulled him to the ground, punched and kicked him up.

He was beaten black and blue, lying on the ground with his head in his arms, as if nothing had changed.

Feinan watched from the side, frowning.

Ah* this knot is a bit deep-rooted!
(End of this chapter)