"What happened? What I want to know is the reason." Tao Yanran secretly asked her father.
Now in the picture, Jenna and the three of them are driving to where their home is, which is several hundred kilometers away. They need to drive for at least half a day before they can get back home at night.
Father Tao couldn't answer this question. He just saw what happened last night and had some opinions about everyone. But after this time, he didn't know what happened before. He felt that the reason for everything in the end was just for power.
reason.
"There is no need to embarrass your father. He is good at guarding, not dealing with these mysterious and dark things. Similarly, observation is also a part of the supernatural side. This observation may last for a few days, or it may last for years or decades."
Liang Zhen said from the side.
Tao Yanran didn't have any thoughts, but Tao's father thought of what happened in Dongliang Village. It seems that patience is a necessary quality in the supernatural side. Wutong Shen waited for hundreds of years in order to get out of trouble. It seems that people with some strength have it.
This kind of patience is something even humans with short life spans like to do.
"Then tell me." Thinking of Liang Zhen's bad attitude towards her before, Tao Yanran's tone changed from coquettish to soft, and her voice was almost inaudible.
"Only what you see is yours. What others tell you is only what others want you to see and know."
Liang Zhen speaks very awkwardly now. As a devil, he rarely lies when he tells Tao Yanran, but he doesn't feel any disobedience. He only feels bad when he thinks about it. It's so bad that a creature can get it.
His different treatment is equivalent to finding a weakness for himself. Asmodeus will not let this go. I don't know if he means that he has involved another ordinary person, or if someone is attracted by the moth.
Fire, take the initiative to jump into this pit of fire...
Liang Zhen is getting more and more skilled at thinking about multiple strands of consciousness at the same time. At first, he would still be concerned about one thing and not the other. Occasionally he would feel dizzy and nauseous, but in the end he persisted. The main body of thinking only occupied a part of it, compared with other scattered things.
The consciousness is much greater, and the kind of feeling that arises
The feelings of guilt and madness are only part of it. But even the part can affect the whole. In order to ease the current mood, I took Tao Yanran directly back to Brooke's house and left without saying hello, leaving some money. Xiaoxia will handle the follow-up.
, she also drove Brooke's car back.
Just like that, I followed Jenna and her group to the city of Bussaiai, which is the city where they live.
The first thing is to find a place to live. Liang Zhen is not familiar with this place. It can be said that he is not familiar with the Luo Ou area. Fortunately, he has the memory of the Nightmare and the succubus who superficially surrendered to him. He quickly found an evil person here.
, a low-level psychic, subdued him with a wave of his hand.
The psychic stood in the house and looked at the man in front of him anxiously. He usually felt that he was evil enough, but compared with the man in front of him, he was really nothing. When they first met, he stirred up something in his heart.
All the desires made him unbalanced and almost turned him into a monster. When he woke up, this man was already standing in front of him, flipping through the book in his hand, which recorded all the bad things he had done.
This is just a concrete application. Liang Zhen can directly read a person's memory, but reading it in this way is more shocking. It is also a cover-up. He relies on this supernatural book in his hand to read a person's past.
Even if the book is taken away by someone, it can be used as some kind of token left by you, allowing those who are curious or unlucky to get it, and seduce them into corruption.
"Yesterday, you saw a child with good talents, especially those with very clean eyes, so you tricked the boy into your home and gouged out her eyes." Liang Zhen looked away from the book and looked at a glass tube that appeared in his hand.
Inside are two eyeballs soaked in liquid.
At first, Tao Yanran had objections to Liang Zhen's treatment of the spiritual medium. He did not seem tall enough to bully the weak, which somewhat tarnished his image in her mind. When he heard about the spiritual medium's crimes, he never expected that such a person
Seemingly harmless ordinary people do things that are outraged by both humans and gods. Their hearts are filled with anger, and they want to cut this person into pieces to get rid of the bad anger in their hearts.
She asked: "Why didn't you kill him? You shouldn't have any objection to killing people."
The psychic's forehead immediately broke out in cold sweat, and he didn't know what the man was going to do.
It seems that the woman next to him is full of malice toward him.
"Haha, I don't object, but I am a devil and the things I do are not much better than him. So I admire his approach very much. Look at how beautiful these eyes are. With a little carving, they can become perfect supernatural beings.
How many people have been seduced into madness!"
Liang Zhen's words made the psychic breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the man in front of him was the one who made the decision. It seemed that he didn't want to kill him. If he wanted himself to do things for him, it wasn't unacceptable. The psychic itself respected the strong.
But Tao Yanran was so angry that she couldn't understand how the uncle who brought her sunshine could become like this.
"You go out and spread the news that a demon is carrying out evil plans in the school. I think you have something to do, right?"
The casual question made the psychic's throat move a little, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he answered with difficulty: "Yes."
He is only an eighth-level psychic, and any demon that can cause trouble has some strength. He only knows a few tricks, and it is difficult for him to even protect himself. Otherwise, he would not be so low-key. He is just afraid that he will be targeted by other psychics.
But the demon in front of him could easily control him, leaving him with no other choice but to agree.
After dressing up to make sure no one could recognize them, the psychic went out. Jenna and the other three had already returned home. Everyone at home simply asked how they were having fun, and everything seemed to be back on track.
The medium came back late at night: "I have already spread the news, and the bishop should have received the news."
"What about the devil?"
"Uh..." The psychic didn't expect this aspect, and some didn't know how to answer. He was afraid that if he didn't answer well, the devil would eat him directly. Devils are a group of guys who eat people without spitting out their bones.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Things haven't gone well. It seems like you don't want to live anymore."
The medium knelt down and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, I'm doing something for you, I'm doing something for you, you can't kill me!"
Frowning, Liang Zhen showed a puzzled expression and said, "It seems I didn't promise not to kill you!"
"But, I'm helping you, and I'm still valuable to you!"
She went over and patted him on the shoulder and agreed: "You are right, you are still valuable."
Tao Yanran could see Liang Zhen's moodiness now, because the anger he felt when he wanted to let go of this beast was immediately replaced by surprise. A ball of soul condensed from the palm of Liang Zhen's right hand and pressed it on the medium's face. The soul was sacrificed in the wooden house.
Liang Zhen has already transformed the soul he came from.
As soon as he let go, the psychic fell to the ground, closed his eyes and fainted.
"This is?"
"For a small experiment, he is just right."
As soon as he finished speaking, the psychic disappeared from the space, and Tao Yanran's eyes were filled with wonder. Liang Zhen threw him into the virtual space. He was too lazy to enter the virtual space himself, so he simply let the psychic in. They were in the overlapping space.
On the two floors, there is a specially set entry and exit point, which is the door. As long as you open the door and walk out, you can return to the real world. Entering the door is a virtual space.
She had long wanted to ask: "What is your ability? You can change people around."
Glancing at her sideways, Liang Zhen teased with a hint of disdain: "If you're not a psychic, then you shouldn't interfere with so many things. Besides, psychics won't easily ask about other people's abilities, as it could end up killing someone. Everyone makes their own analysis, you idiot.
There is no way to survive.”
These words made Tao Yanran feel like a knife stabbing her heart. It seemed that everything she said was wrong, and she really looked like a fool.
"Have a rest!"
Ignoring the girl's thoughts, Liang Zhen directly found a place to rest. He closed his eyes, not sleeping, but watching the behavior of the psychic.
After a few hours, the soul and body were sufficiently integrated, and the medium finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he immediately fluttered on the ground in panic and looked around.
This environment was very unfamiliar to him, and he didn't understand why he was here. Before he closed his eyes, he was clearly in a wooden house.
So he started to check the things in the house. The virtual space created by Liang Zhen was exactly the same as reality, with a living room, a bedroom and a bathroom. The man fainted in the living room. When he got up, he saw a blank table and an open table next to it.
kitchen.
It was very empty except for cups and bowls, so just take a look. There was also a table in the bedroom, with several books and a computer on it. I checked it and found nothing. When I walked to the last room, I found it was the bathroom, so I thought
You need to go in and wash your face.
As soon as he turned on the faucet, he subconsciously looked in the mirror. Looking at himself in the mirror, the man's pupils were wide open and he couldn't believe it. He quickly touched his face with his hands. The mirror's movements were synchronized with his, which meant that it was himself in the mirror!
He hurriedly exited the bathroom, patted his face to calm down, adjusted his emotions, and slowly poked his head out. The face from before appeared in the mirror again, indicating that this was not a dream.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly Liang Zhen felt cold air coming from his back!
This scene seems familiar.
The man didn't know why he accepted this fact so easily. Liang Zhen took another look at the memory belonging to this soul. Unexpectedly, this man belonged to Porter, the paralyzed patient. Not only was this man's brain not functioning well due to smoking this thing, but some
I also read a lot on the Eastern Internet. In the past few years, themes such as time travel were particularly popular, and this situation is very consistent with that situation.
Sometimes this kind of person is useless at ordinary times, but can come in handy at times like this.
Even though I was thinking so wildly, the cold feeling in my body still lingered.