Chen Ziang had never thought that in this era, there would still be people chatting up with him by saying "Have we met before?"
And twice!
Well, Tsukimiya Suzuna didn't say that the first time, but her eyes always kept showing the meaning of "we have actually met before", which led to Chen Ziang himself often misunderstanding.
Facing Xia Zili's serious look, he answered straightforwardly:
"We haven't met."
"That's it." Xia Zili nodded, not feeling disappointed at all, "Then are you willing to listen to me?"
"Please tell me."
"I think it's not my fault." Xia Zili said softly, "When he died... I wasn't there, so I couldn't stop it."
"That's it." Chen Zi'ang said perfunctorily.
"But, I can't convince myself." Xia Zili sighed, "The 'me' in the dream keeps putting that heavy guilt... on me."
"But I'm also very innocent... I've obviously never even been in love, but I have to endure the pain of killing my lover. Isn't it a bit too much?"
Chen Ziang:………………
"Okay, indeed." He also sighed and said, "I will find a way."
"Thank you." Xia Zili smiled reluctantly, then bowed her head gently and said, "Sister Ji Xiang said it might have been caught by something unclean, but I don't know much about this, so
I can only ask you."
"Don't take it seriously. This is our duty." Chen Ziang subconsciously said the common phrases of security officers, but he quickly realized it and said with a smile, "Miss Kiritani, please go and sit on the sofa first. If we have results,
I will notify you."
"Okay." Xia Zili returned to the sofa and sat down.
Chen Ziang looked at her back and silently activated his dream walking ability.
He wanted to go through the collective subconscious layer and enter Xia Zili's subconscious layer to see what kind of thing was hiding in her consciousness.
Of course, it would be better if you can kill some weird things and get fire.
Entering the preconscious level and then the subconscious level, Chen Ziang saw Xia Zili still sitting on the sofa, with a forced smile on her face.
Dive into the collective subconscious level, the surrounding environment changes suddenly, and finally settles on the verdant grassland by the river.
Chen Ziang sat cross-legged by the river, imagining Xia Zili's appearance again in his mind.
Oh, found it.
In the collective subconscious level, to find someone's subconscious level, we rely on a clear and accurate understanding of the person, and then use meditation to locate it.
Fortunately, Xia Zili herself is very... distinctive, so Chen Ziang found her subconscious level without any effort, and then activated his power again.
began to invade her subconscious.
The environment changes again, it seems to be the bathroom?
Wearing thin translucent pajamas, Xia Zili was lying on her side in the bathtub, her blond hair was messy and messy, and there was a deathly aura between her brows and eyes. She had an extremely weird, delicate and fragile beauty.
The red blood slowly flowed down from her white arm leaning on the bathtub, which reminded Chen Ziang of an oil painting called "The Death of Marat" inexplicably.
He turned on his inspiration and soon discovered an anomaly:
From the bathroom window, a large number of pitch-black tentacles stretched out and wrapped around Xia Zili's neck.
Hoshino Norika's guess was correct. Xia Zili was indeed entangled with something unclean. Although these tentacles lurking in her subconscious level didn't know what they were, they would definitely affect her mental state.
Chen Ziang was silent for a moment, then raised the mandala sword and chopped off all the tentacles.
18 points of fire have arrived! Each tentacle is 1 point of fire. There are 18 tentacles in total, big and small. They are all sucked up by the Mandala Sword. It’s a pleasure.
Immediately afterwards, Xia Zili, who was half lying in the bathtub, gradually woke up.
"Chen Zi'ang?"
"It should be solved." Chen Ziang put away the Mandala Magic Sword, "Please rest and relax..."
Before she finished speaking, Xia Zili suddenly pressed on the edge of the bathtub, pushed herself up, and then hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry..." She almost burst into tears, tears flowing down her cheeks and into Chen Ziang's collar, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Uh." Feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, Chen Ziang was a little at a loss. For a moment, he even had nowhere to put his hands. "I don't think there is anything you can do to apologize to me, Miss Kiritani..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the beauty in his arms suddenly collapsed and slipped into the bathtub again, seemingly falling into sleep again.
Chen Ziang carefully checked the surroundings and found that there were indeed no more tentacles.
Although Xia Zili was unconscious, the lifeless aura between her brows and eyes was no longer there, and the blood on her arms had also disappeared without a trace.
There is no abnormality in inspiration, and there should be no fish slipping through the net.
So he activated his power again, left Xia Zili's subconscious, and teleported to the ancient city of Enlank in the collective subconscious layer, intending to ask Neeko for advice on this matter.
After listening to Chen Ziang's description of the whole thing, Priest Neeko remained silent for a moment and replied:
"10 points of merit."
Chen Ziang:?
"You mean the consulting fee?" he asked tentatively.
"That's right." Nicole smiled, "If it's something about the shadow camp, I can tell you for free, because it falls under the scope of official business."
"But what you're talking about has nothing to do with the camp war. Of course I can't help you answer your questions for free - knowledge is valuable after all."
"Having said that, is 10 points of merit too expensive?" Chen Ziang asked with a frown.
"No," Nicole said with a smile, "because there are still certain risks involved."
"Risk?" Chen Ziang tried hard to understand, "You mean..."
"Telling you the truth will make me take certain risks." Nicole confirmed his guess.
"Okay!" Chen Ziang finally made up his mind.
I got a total of 18 kindlings, and in the blink of an eye I had to give out 10 more. It was like a money grab.
It's just the "risk" that Nicole said that made Chen Ziang feel a strong crisis. If she didn't lie, what on earth is a risk worth 10 fire seeds?
As the shadow cloak transferred the fire, after Nico confirmed that the account had been received, she said simply:
"According to your description: being strangled by a large number of tentacles at the subconscious level is actually a curse."
"Curse?" Chen Ziang raised his eyebrows.
"Did I mention last time that there is a certain power called [Touch of the Abyss]?" Nicole continued, "Strangulating the target's spirit slowly and without leaving any trace from the subconscious level is the power of [Touch of the Abyss].
An extremely advanced usage of Touch of the Abyss."
"So the murderer is from the shadow camp." Chen Ziang suddenly realized.
"And the military rank is at least twenty levels higher than yours." Nicole said, "Even I am probably no match for him, so I suggest you keep this matter in your mind and don't continue to pursue it, otherwise you will die.
undoubtedly."
Chen Ziang was silent for a moment and looked at the Chaos Altar again.
The redemption list re-projected by the altar, [Blasphemy Witchcraft] and [Thousand-faced Incarnation] are still exchanged for 50 fire seeds, while the price of [Touch of the Abyss] has risen to 100 fire seeds, and the note is "upgradeable".
In other words, if you invest 100 fire seeds, you can upgrade [Touch of the Abyss] and summon a more powerful and weird tentacle.
Here comes the question: How many times has the murderer who cursed and assassinated Xia Zili upgraded [Touch of the Abyss]? How many more powerful powers has he mastered?