Chapter 188 The taste of Lin Green

The corridors of the new-style community are quite spacious, and Li Shen and others are waiting for the elevator.

Suddenly, I found a small surveillance camera hanging on the upper right corner of the door of the man surnamed Wang, and asked:

"Will there be trouble when we left the house of a man named Wang?"

Kong Wen took the box aside, Sikong Mai looked up and said:

"No, Mr. Li, you seem to have been late when you came to the human world and have never experienced a more chaotic era."

"At the completion of Tianzhang Financial Building, about thirty years ago, the scientific knowledge exploration here was developed enough to leave figures on many artificial objects."

"For example, the old silver nitrate landline at the beginning can use photosensitive action to shine through the sunlight, and it will only fail in an instant."

"This kind of old antique can also record the figures of immortal cultivators."

"Not to mention the later single-lens reflex cameras, photosensitive cameras, electric-eye cameras, etc."

"You are a college student. If you go to the library, you might be able to dig out many books left over from the old era in the corner."

"A certain type of book specifically records various monster legends collected from all over the world, and various strange and strange phenomena also alarmed."

"Maybe called "Monsters", or "Unsolved Mysteries of the World", etc."

"The blurry photos attached to it are the products left over from the chaotic era."

Li Shen pressed and held the door key, waited for the two of them to get on the elevator, and then let it go, and asked:

"Those unsolved mysteries were created by immortal cultivators?"

"A small number is just caused by human curiosity, and refuses to believe in science, and instead commits superstition."

"The rest are the masterpieces of immortal cultivators."

"Monsters are spiritual beasts raised by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"As for those unsolved mysteries..."

"For example, the famous Tungus Bang, scientists claim it was caused by the impact of a stone asteroid."

"In fact, it is an extremely special secret technique of dark spiritual roots called "Youming Tan Xu Wanhui", which destroyed two thousand square kilometers of land."

"The person who cast the magic is unknown, he must have been struck by thunder."

"In short, in that chaotic era, the traces of spiritual beasts can still be captured, and immortal cultivators can still be peeped by special instruments."

"This situation remains until the Six Halls of Knowledge teleported."

"If they guessed correctly, they are the Sage Hall responsible for information, the Xiaoyao Hall responsible for magic, and the Liaoyuan Hall responsible for energy. The three halls work together to create any scientific creation in the human world that can detect the effect of spiritual energy.

Erased them all together."

Li Shen was stunned and asked:

"Erase?"

Sikong Mai nodded and said:

"It's erased, because there is no other word to use except this word."

"So what will the images presented by the immortal cultivator enters the camera range?"

"If a cultivator wants to see normal images, he will see normal images, while ordinary people without spiritual energy will see scenes that can be accepted by their brains."

Li Shen pondered the second half of the sentence, "The scene that their brains can accept" and what exactly is acceptable.

Suddenly I realized that I had been an ordinary person in the human world for twenty years and had not noticed the existence of immortal cultivators around me at all, let alone any strange phenomena that were alarmed, and there was nothing.

The only thing to say is that it hardly rains in this city.

But this only happened after becoming an immortal cultivator.

I couldn't help but frown and asked:

"Aren't immortal cultivators unable to interfere with ordinary people in the human world? Why can they do such things to ordinary people?"

Sikong Mai showed a strange smile, which I had seen on Lou Lingyun's face.

Just listen to him:

"In the original speculation, after the Third Hall erased the spiritual energy detection effect, we had to start studying how to make ordinary people ignore the cultivators, but they did not achieve their goal."

"With the combined efforts of the Six Halls of Knowledge, they have the ability to implement the heaven and earth. Of course, they are not really unable to do it, but they find it unnecessary."

"Ordinary people naturally, instinctively, intuitively ignore the records in the camera."

"It's like something is cooperating with the Six Halls of Knowledge to extract everything related to spiritual energy from the world of ordinary people."

Walking out of the elevator and coming to the sun shining brightly, Li Shen felt cold all over. There was no cold wind blowing somewhere, but when he saw it carefully, there was no sound of the wind.

The leaves are hanging high, and the shadows are lying on the ground, not shaking or moving.

"...So don't worry, no matter who the female puppet master is or who is Liu Qingxiao she is looking for, but we cannot record our figure with these instruments."

Li Shen suddenly recalled that he was holding a small white flower pot and running around with the little yellow flowers.

As expected, when he slipped out of the men's bathroom in the middle of the night, he must have been photographed by the library's camera.

Although no one came to me afterwards, it was speculated that the school camera may not have night vision function, so no one noticed himself, or noticed him, but could not see his face.

Now I know that from the very beginning, I have not been recorded by the camera.

"Your knowledge is so profound." Li Shen praised sincerely.

Sikong Mai twisted his whiskers and said with a smile:

"I have any profound and profound things, but I just come to the world of humanity, have nothing to do, and I have fun with photography."

It is true to shoot from time to time, but more news comes from Zhou Yidan. In order to dissuade him from selling fairy flower grass in the human world, he almost told the news that could be informed to the outside world.

Li Shen followed behind and chatted with the items.

They don't know why ordinary people are like this.

After getting off the subway, I walked about a kilometer eastward, and suddenly a recessed passage appeared.

Looking inside, I saw a huge open space, four extremely long and wide green greenhouses pulled up in parallel.

Under the greenhouse, there are many plants, placed on wooden tables of the same length and width.

The businessman stands on the east side and the customer stands on the west side, with crowds of people and bustling.

A sign hanging high above four greenhouses, with the words "Eight Horses Chinese Herbal Medicine Wholesale Market".

Sikong Mai is familiar with the road and makes great strides.

Suddenly a subtle sound came from the left:

"These...the smallest ones, the thirty of the smallest ones, the largest ones are forty."

Li Shen turned his head and saw Sikong Mai walking towards the speaker.

Pull away the gathering crowd and see the person sitting on a small wooden chair.

The man wore a straw hat and had a simple face.

It was already April, but I was wearing a cotton jacket with silk threads on it, which was worn out. The color of a green sweatshirt inside was even faded. There was a print on the front of the clothes, and only a few white spandex dots were left.

In front of him, a wooden table more than one meter long was placed horizontally, filled with small animals woven with palm leaves.

The small ones include cicada crickets, the medium ones include mantis frogs, but the largest ones are dragons and giraffes.

Each one is extremely exquisite, yellow, green, yellow and green.

There are many spectators around. From time to time, people touch the wooden table. Just as they shake, the small animals on the table also shake, as if they want to get alive.

He said it to a boy of seven or eight years old.

The little boy held the middle-aged woman's hand, shook it hard, pointed at a cricket, and said he wanted it.

The middle-aged woman couldn't resist, nodded and handed the straw hat man twenty cash.

The money was handed over from the left hand, but the man in the straw hat stretched out his right hand and said goodbye to the little boy with a smile.

The little boy cherished the cricket, lowered his head to tease him without replying.

The rest just watched, but didn't buy it.

Sikong Mai spoke:

"Tan Caomao, I used to come to set up a stall at 3:00 pm, why is it so early today?"

Tan Caomao smiled shyly and replied:

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I knitted a little more."

His eyes turned to Li Shen and asked:

"Are you Sikongmai's friend? You haven't seen you before."

Li Shen nodded.

A girl asked:
To be continued...