This apartment looks like something from a ghost movie.
The dim colors and mottled walls all convey a depressing atmosphere.
When Jiang Che entered the apartment, gusts of dark wind began to rage without warning, like a ghost weeping.
"careful!"
Xiaoman's voice rang in his mind, and then Jiang Che saw ghosts appearing one after another.
They hovered in mid-air, and from time to time passed through walls and even entire buildings.
Just when Jiang Che was about to carve words on himself with a bone knife, Xiaoman's voice sounded again.
"Something's wrong..."
Jiang Che: "What's wrong?"
Xiaoman: "These things don't seem to have any ill intentions this time."
"no offence?"
Jiang Che paused in his movements and looked at the ghosts with a wary expression.
The speed of the ghost is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching thousands in the blink of an eye.
There are so many ghosts, even if Jiang Che has the camera, he can't deal with them.
But ghosts can steal memories unknowingly, which can be said to be unexplainable.
"How did you know?" Jiang Che asked.
Xiaoman: "If they were really malicious towards you, your memory would have been wiped out by now."
Jiang Che took a deep breath.
What Xiaoman said makes sense. If these ghosts really wanted to steal their memories, they would have done it long ago.
But even though he said that, Jiang Che still couldn't feel relieved.
So he used a bone knife to carve another line of words on his arm.
——Give control of your body to Xiaoman.
"Manzi, if I lose my memory in a while, you can control my body."
"Go to the last room on the top floor and see what's there... and then tell me when I regain my memory." Jiang Che said with a solemn expression.
Xiaoman: "Okay."
Jiang Che: "Xiaomeng, you also have a mission..."
Xiaomeng: "Na na?"
Although Jiang Che took a back-up approach, his memory was still not lost all the way to the top.
But regardless of whether the ghosts in the sky are malicious or not, you still have to be careful.
Xiaomeng: "Who are you?"
Jiang Che: "Jiang Che."
Xiaomeng: "Where are you?"
Jiang Che: "The Forgotten City."
Xiao Meng: "What are you doing?"
"Secret Challenge."
"What are you going to do?"
"Go to the last room on the top floor to investigate."
"Who am I?"
"Cute little dream."
"Who are you?"
"Jiang Che..."
Xiaomeng seems to be very passionate about this job, and she even thinks it is her natural job.
The journey was uneventful.
Pushing open the almost weathered door, a smell of accumulated dust hit my face.
Jiang Che covered his mouth and nose and scanned the scene in the room.
This was indeed the room in his memory, the room where the man with cancer was strangled to death.
But... there was no body on the bed, nor anywhere else.
"It shouldn't be..."
Jiang Che frowned, trying to find a flaw.
At this moment, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind.
"You finally came……"
Jiang Che turned around suddenly, the black knife in his hand faintly glowing coldly!
At some point, a sickly looking man appeared here.
He was so skinny that he looked like a mummy, with sallow skin covered with corpse spots and a pair of dark eye holes under his disheveled hair.
"Chen Xiangjie..." Jiang Che said a name.
The man nodded, and there seemed to be a wry smile on his terrifying face: "I haven't heard this name for a long time... I almost forgot."
"You stole the city lord's memory, right?" Jiang Che asked directly.
The holes for the eyes seemed bottomless.
Being stared at directly by him made my scalp tingle.
After a long while, Chen Xiangjie said: "Let's talk about your business."
Jiang Che frowned: "My business?"
Chen Xiangjie: "Aren't you here to take back the iron piece?"
Jiang Che paused, and then said: "Yes, but now that thing is in the hands of the city lord."
"It's okay... I'll just go get it for you." Chen Xiangjie's tone was very relaxed, as if it was a very simple matter to go to the city lord and get the iron piece back.
You know, no matter how bad things get, the city lord is still an SS-level secret.
The Chen Xiangjie in front of him gave Jiang Che the same feeling as those ghosts. Although he couldn't sense his true level, he was... either very strong or not.
When Jiang Che chose to remain silent, Chen Xiangjie continued: "My mission is to protect the iron piece until you come to take it away."
"I'm very protective..."
"Over the years, many people have actually come here, trying to find the iron piece, but unfortunately they have all failed."
"I let the ghosts steal their memories. For some people who were close to here, I directly cleared their memories and let them stay in this city forever."
"You mean, there are other challengers who have come here to look for you?!" Jiang Che asked in surprise.
This matter seemed not as simple as he believed.
In response, Chen Xiangjie nodded, "I think I have made it very clear."
"This is the Forgotten City. If some power hadn't restrained me, I could make anyone who entered this city lose all their memories in an instant."
"However, this is enough for now..."
Jiang Che didn't completely believe Chen Xiangjie's words, after all, he had become a secret now.
And if it is mysterious, it is often not believed.
Especially now that I am still taking on secret challenges.
However, as if he knew what Jiang Che was thinking, Chen Xiangjie did not continue to explain.
Instead, he gently raised his dry palm.
Not long after, a ghost with black iron pieces suspended in his body floated in from the outside.
The piece of iron fell into Chen Xiangjie's hand and was finally handed over to Jiang Che.
Looking at the black iron piece engraved with the word "All Heavens" in his hand, the prison deep in his soul resonated again, and the chains in his body began to stir at this time.
It is indeed the piece of iron in the city lord's hand...
But, is it really that easy to get it?
Jiang Che's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the look he looked at Chen Xiangjie became more complicated.
At this time, Chen Xiangjie let out an unpleasant laugh and said, "Don't think too much, this thing was originally meant to be given to you. Even this forgotten city was built because of you."
"When you leave, you will also receive the gift of guile."
"..."
"Jiang Che, your life is so good..."
Jiang Che put away the iron piece and asked: "The man wearing the whirlpool mask, doesn't he have anything else to explain?"
"No more." Chen Xiangjie shook his head.
"If you want to know about him, I'm sorry, I can't help you."
"The only thing I can tell you is that he is very strong and I cannot betray his will. Whether in life or after death, from the moment I agreed to keep this thing for him, I became his tool...