Lu Pingan lay on the bed, but he didn't relax.

His fingers subconsciously tapped on the windowsill.

Are you thinking? Is it a cipher? Or, a weird ritual?

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, when Lu Pingan hit a certain point, the world in his "eyes" suddenly distorted and turned into a gray-black alien world.

The next moment, everything returned to normal.

It's just the window sill under Lu Ping'an's finger, here

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