Chapter 497 'The inner demon whispers' Even my father’s words are not frightening
"If I guess correctly..."
Jiang Qian cleared his throat, his tense body gradually relaxed, and then he slowly straightened his back:
"The Dream Net in Screening Room 1, the dagger in Screening Room 2, including the legendary letter I just read in the consciousness space, represent the three connection points of the hidden mission of "Whispering Demons", right? Whenever I get
When an item is found, the dungeon will prompt the progress of the viewing task..."
In the process of actions and narration, his breathing gradually returned to calmness, and his mental state also showed signs of improvement:
"I originally thought that the reason why I was able to walk out of the first door was that I got out of the desire in time; that I was able to walk out of the second door was because I maintained my sanity in the negative emotional stress state... I took the screening from the two rooms
The dream net and dagger obtained in the room are holding back the last round of capable votes!"
At the end of the sentence, there was even a smile on his lips:
"Now that we're here, you're telling me that all of this was for nothing?"
"?"
This time, the other party looked confused.
Jiang Qian didn't beat around the bush, he simply showed the attitude of a super genius and looked down on the crowd, and made a fair comment:
"You are basically telling me that the process of clearing the customs is meaningless. The reason why I am able to get here is because of my identity. I have long been destined to open this door and meet my destiny. Sorry, this design
…It sucks.”
The "remnant soul" beside the campfire twitched the corners of his mouth, choked by these words and became speechless for a while.
Then, he pressed his knees with both hands, and his head of nearly 1.9 meters rose up from the ground:
"That's almost it! I don't know who was so stimulated just now that she cried with her head in her arms and was about to live or die, and now she's still picky with me?"
He restrained his previous patience and demeanor towards Jiang Qian, and his charming uncle's face revealed only three words - unhappy!
"Your journey is over. The purpose of the return summons is to reveal the hidden information in your mind and let you see your life experience clearly. Now that the purpose has been achieved, take your loot and leave without any thanks!"
After the man finished speaking, he turned his back and ignored Jiang Qian.
At just the right time, the copy prompt suddenly hit my ears:
[Tip: The hidden mission has been completed.]
[Judgment: This copy of "The Whispers of the Inner Demon" was successfully cleared!]
[It is expected to be sent back after "settlement". Do you want to enter settlement? 】
--see a visitor out!
"Honestly, you're not a remnant soul, are you?"
Jiang Qian took a look at the three items placed on the ground:
"There is no need for him to leave both his remnant soul and a separate letter. You can completely omit one of the two, unless you are not his remnant soul. You are not him, so you cannot fully dictate the contents of the letter.
, you are just a mere messenger."
The man with his back to Jiang Qian tightened his pupils slightly, and barely raised the corners of his mouth: "You are such a difficult boy to take care of..."
While he was speaking, he also glanced at the extinguishing bonfire beside him with his peripheral vision. The previously strong flames had faded away, and sometimes blue phantoms flickered in the fire.
At this point, a sense of urgency flashed across the man's eyes.
But his tone was still secretive: "I took into account that your time is tight, and a long speech will violate the rules of returning the subpoena."
"That would be even weirder."
Jiang Qian smiled, and his tone sounded like a joke:
"After I obtained the legendary letter, the 'countdown' in the dungeon prompt had ended, and it reminded me that the hidden task had been completed. If the dungeon rules can be affected to this extent, why bother with the time limit? Just remove the limit for me.
Is it done?”
"..."
"Could it be that you don't want to at all? If there is no time limit, you will have to answer my questions endlessly. Well... the more you talk, the easier it will be to reveal flaws, and you might not be able to continue acting at any time.
Right?" Jiang Qian said, half to himself, half to chat, concentrating on it.
The man frowned when he heard this, and finally couldn't help but turn around: "Do you think the evolutionary copy is a place where you can come and go freely and take whatever you want?!"
Jiang Qian was slightly startled, and his eyes focused on the other person's face.
At this time, the bonfire beside the two people had been completely extinguished, and ashes of smoke were rising.
The face of the man who originally had the appearance of Yun Zhongshuo changed several times, and stayed in a face that was unfamiliar to Jiang Qian: thin cheeks, sharp eyebrows, gray hair on the temples covered by naturally hanging curls - this was a man with a gloomy and uniform face.
A man's face that is not easy to mess with.
"Oh, this is great, the acting is completely messed up..."
The man inserted his slender fingers into his temples, rubbed them naturally, arranged the slightly messy curly hair, put it behind his ears, and sighed into the air:
"But you can't blame me, Yun Zhongshuo, I can only blame your son for being too narrow-minded! He is such a difficult kid, he doesn't even fear what his own father says..."
In these few short breaths, the emotions on the man's face changed again and again, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes affectionate...
Changing faces is faster than turning the page of a book.
Not only that, his voice also changed subtly, from the previous low and magnetic tone to a feminine and high-pitched one.
But Jiang Qian remained unmoved.
Except for the initial surprise, he just watched the other party's "performance" with cold eyes.
Finally, he sighed: "That makes sense."
"What?" The strange man opposite said in a raised tone.
Before Jiang Qian continued to speak, he raised his hand in front of his eyes and took off a pair of black-rimmed glasses out of thin air, with a small and exquisite pin hanging at the end.
The man narrowed his eyes.
"Props, secret glasses and hidden pins."
Jiang Qianyan briefly and comprehensively introduced the functions of props.
The pin is given by Ji Ming, and after wearing it can hide the body of the prop that comes into contact with it; the mysterious glasses can identify strange energy.
"Sorry, I knew from the beginning that you are not a simple remnant soul. Through the mysterious glasses, it is easy to identify the extraordinary energy source in you - the same material as my demon clones."
After mastering the "trickster" skill, Jiang Qian can easily distinguish the materials of weird energy, including the seven demon clones in the demon suit.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So I judge that you are part of the "Whispers of the Inner Demon" and are higher than the seven demon clones. But because I don't know your purpose, I just be wary of you, but
I didn’t expose you right away.”
Jiang Qian looked at the man face to face, and the latter's rich expression finally stopped changing.
To be precise, he was stunned.
It's not because he's pretending to be a gangster, but because he can appreciate another meaning from Jiang Qian's rhetoric.
"I see……"
After a tense silence, the man let out a sigh of relief and sighed:
"I understand why you were able to calm down quickly after receiving 'that kind of information'... It stands to reason that your missing emotions have just been repaired, and you should be in the sensitive adaptation period of your emotions, having received a major stimulus.
,How can your mental state be so stable?"
"Haha, now I understand, because you never believed the content of the letter. You separated yourself, looked at your current experience from the perspective of an outsider, and only regarded it as a task, a game."
"I have to say, this is a very smart strategy! I have seen many hard-hearted people, but few can really stay out of it like you."
The man shook his head repeatedly as he spoke, while the emotions on his face became rich again.
His morbid appearance combined with his disorganized emotions are enough to make people feel horrified.
But this does not scare Jiang Qian - he has seen more exaggerated ones, so he has long been immune to most visual stimulation:
"I think you misunderstood. Staying out of the situation wasn't a strategy - it was my choice."
Jiang Qian's tone was determined:
"Who I am, what my identity is, and what choices I will make in the future are not told to me by others, but defined by myself!"
"Whether it's Yun Zhuo or Jiang Qian, true or false, I will always be myself."
"..." The man was silent again.
"In addition, I still trust a clear mind more than indulging my emotions."
Jiang Qian said, picking up the black box of the devil suit on the ground, facing the other party and opening the lid:
"Can we talk openly now? Why did you take so much trouble to reveal my identity? And...why did my demon clone disappear?"
The black box filled with strange runes was empty.
The corner of the man's mouth raised: "You have already met the original one, what do you need those clones for?"
Jiang Qian's pupils suddenly tightened: "What do you mean? Please explain it clearly."
The man's expression changes, and various emotions switch seamlessly on his face, which makes people extremely physically uncomfortable:
"What else can it mean? As you can see, I am the master of "The Whisper of the Inner Demon", and the seven demon clones are my clones."
