At the peak of the graveyard, a cold breeze blew, making the bamboo forest sound like the roar of waves.
Duan Yun sat cross-legged there, his aura calm and his spirit leisurely.
Behind him, the porcelain blue dress on Qing became more distinctly patterned, and her entire face became clearer and more radiant.
Duan Yun recalled the method of spiritual communication with Little Yu and began to connect with Qing in the same manner.
He remembered that when he first connected with Little Yu, it felt like starting up a Mecha; if Little Yu was a Mecha, it was easy to operate, from the initial slight awkwardness to increasingly smooth operation, it didn't take long before he could feel Little Yu's emotions.
It was as if operating the Mecha more made the coordination better and more interesting, gradually giving a feeling of unity between man and machine.
He began to understand why there was a saying that cars were a man's lovers in his previous life.
