"I'll try to say something you can understand." The body said with a squirming squirming.

"Why do you feel like you are mocking me?" Lu Li said speechlessly. Although he is a human being, it is indeed difficult to understand the information, but there is no need to just say it out.

"Suppose time is a river, of course it is just a bit similar metaphor. Although the river always flows towards one place, some places will always form some vortexes." The information flow is slowly transmitted. For the safety of human incarnation, Lu Li's original body also deliberately transforms the information flow into slow sounds.

"And this history of Zhaojia Village is a whirlpool that has been set off on the river of time. He turned around twice and made everything fixed, and then continued to flow forward."

"The cause of the vortex is us, and the end is also us." The original body said.

Lu Li suddenly felt a pain in his hand, and blue flames began to appear on it. At one corner of the room on the other side, blue smoke suddenly appeared, and the Tindaros's Hound emerged from the blue smoke.

"Look, the cause of the matter has come."

The hound seemed to know something was wrong, and quickly retreated, trying to escape the farther past, but it was obviously a little late.

Lu Li in the sky wriggled his body, and the dark tentacles tied half of the hound in the blue smoke, and tore most of the hound's body torn apart, and then the shadow tied the half of the body. Then the shadow dissipated and the hound turned into a ball of light.

The small half of the body outside the blue smoke fell eight years ago, causing a time and space impact, which had an impact on time eight years ago. The established fact that the seven people died was not successfully written.

Then Lu Li's shadow tentacles grabbed Wang Wencheng who was in collapse two years ago, integrated the light ball into his body, and cleared his memory. In this way, the ring of time had been formed.

"If this happens, don't time repeat it here?" Lu Li asked in confusion.

"Time will go twice, but it will continue to flow. Haven't you successfully filled your name? After you go out, time will continue. For you, this vortex has been eliminated."

"You can regard the decade when the seven people disappeared as the first circle of the vortex, and the ten years when you filled the name as the second circle, which is the so-called "One and Two" chapters."

"Although things will be more complicated, you can't understand it even after saying it. Maybe this is the way you can understand it."

"In addition, the problem of hunting dogs is that they are self-protection mechanisms of time and space to form creatures, which are essentially indestructible. Even if I make a light ball and spin two times in this vortex, it can still be resurrected to find you. So after you are asked to go out, you will be the last one to clear candle method, and complete the ten methods of seeing ghosts as soon as possible."

"How do you deal with these two women?" Lu Li looked at Jiang Xuanmo and Gu Lin who fainted on the ground and asked.

"Aren't you short of personnel? I will fine-tune your memories, and these two women will become your assistants." The body squirmed slightly, and then Lu Li felt dizzy. When he woke up again, there were six people lying on the bed.

However, Chen Qiao and Brother Long had no consciousness, and had become even more vegetative than vegetative people. Wang Wencheng's figure had disappeared. Even if it weren't for the memory sharing of the body and avoiding the time coverage, Lu Li might only think that Wang Wencheng was a dead person ten years ago.

"I didn't expect Chen Qiao to be such a person." On the other hand, Jiang Xuanmo got off the bed, checked Chen Qiao's body, and cursed that he deserved it. In their memory, this mountain village ghost recruitment ceremony was entirely directed by Chen Qiao.

"What's going on? I remember you were caught?" Lin Tong frowned and looked at Lu Li, his eyes full of alert. At the same time, he touched a prop in his pocket and secretly opened it. It was a lie detector. This lie detector can directly distinguish whether the words were sincere and true based on the other party's words.

"I remember it was..." Lu Li raised his right hand and saw the original beads stuck in it, turning into the symbol in the real illusion. After a little stunned, he said, "I remember it was the Tindaross Hound who chased after him and swallowed the ball of light in one bite, and then I fainted."

"Is that monster that emerged from the blue smoke called the Tindaross Hound? Thanks to it." Gu Lin said.

"Is that true?" A slight vibration came from the lie detector in Lin Tong's pocket, reminding that neither of the two people on the other side did lie and gave a breath, but he still recorded the list of suspects in his heart, and he could not be careless about everything.

"So what should we do now?" Lu Li asked Lin Tong.

"I will ask someone to deal with it here. The important thing now is to complete the last two ghost rituals. Don't forget that Bai Lu is still waiting for us in the gap between life and death." Lin Tong shook his head and said, it was still midnight outside the window, and the time was almost the same.

"Have our spiritual eyes turned off? We can't see all the dead, right?" Gu Lin said with some heartache. In the end, if Lu Li hadn't guessed Zhao Yiyi's name, they might have been caught by all the evil ghosts long ago.

"If the soul-summoning method has names and birth dates, it is not very dangerous. Which dead person should we choose?" Jiang Xuanmo took out a book from the package on the other side, which recorded the names of twenty-seven dead people and their birth dates.

"Just this Wang Wencheng." Lu Li glanced at him and said with a slight hesitation.

This is not a real illusion, and all the things here are prepared by Chen Qiao. Of course, in the past, Wang Wencheng prepared them, but among these people, no one except Lu Li still remembers them.

The ceramic pot and white porcelain bowl specially brought were placed with rice and lit firewood. It was written with Wang Wencheng's name, and there were notes of Wang Wencheng's birth date and horoscopes next to the ceramic pot were placed. Lu Li thought about it and added some water to it.

The four of them knocked at the door with white porcelain bowls, muttering about the return of their souls.

A dead man slowly walked over from a distance, and his neck was cut into a big hole. He walked into the room, took the glasses first, then looked at the other people and said, "I really didn't expect you to choose to summon me. It's been ten years."

"Are you any questions?" Wang Wencheng looked at a few confused people and smiled bitterly, it would be better if he didn't remember it.

"Is Bai Lu still in the gap between life and death?" Lin Tong was a little confused. He didn't know what Wang Wencheng said before, but he would finish the ceremony first. Lu Li chose this person, and he should know something.
Chapter completed!