ask sword 2

Chapter 553 Wax Oil
Nothing is more desperate than memory being tampered with, but you know that memory is being tampered with, but you can do nothing about it.

Ji Xingwang looked at the people arguing endlessly in the hall, and suddenly felt that his whole body was soaked in cold.

Just the insignificant ripples produced by the Nightmare Tapir's deep sleep split everyone into hatred for each other.

".teacher?"

Guan Anyan said with a trembling voice, "Our number has increased again."

Ji Xingwang turned his head and saw that there were more disciples in Luli Academy than before.

He clearly knew how many people were added, but he couldn't tell which ones were added—the memory in his mind was extremely clear, telling him clearly that he knew everyone.

Excellent talent, but Ning Tiangong likes to sit in the last row and doze off quietly in class;

Quiet and reticent, he firmly believes that hard work can make up for one's weakness, and Jian Nian is more diligent in learning than anyone else;

Zhuo Xinzhi, who looks a little arrogant and contemptuous towards others, is actually a good character and good boy in essence.
Ji Xingwang's face was pale. With so many people, the ten rooms booked by Luli Academy during the day obviously couldn't fit in them. There must be nightmares in them.

Who is it?
Memories are seamless, detail-by-point, good and not-so-good.

"How about we remember together?"

A doctor said: "With so many people, it is impossible for the nightmare to weave perfectly the same memory in each of our minds, and there may be some inconsistencies.

We can find out who is the nightmare through loopholes and eliminate them. "

"No! Can't recall!"

Ji Xingwang interrupted quickly: "Stop thinking about it, or there will be more and more nightmares! We will die faster!"

The example of Zhou Chengcai is right in front of him. Zhou Hongmao first noticed the abnormality and tried to kill Zhou Chengcai. However, as the memory progressed, his memory was tampered with more and more, and finally he directly recognized Zhou Chengcai's existence.

"Then what do we do?"

The doctor gritted his teeth and said, "Stay here and wait to die?"

Everyone's sea of ​​energy is evaporating, and the passing speed is getting faster and faster.

"Let me figure out a way!"

Ji Xingwang closed his eyes, put his fist against his forehead, and desperately thought about countermeasures.

On the other side of the hall, Song Shaoyuan couldn't stand still, and staggered and fell to the ground.

His spiritual talent is not outstanding, and his practice progress is only at the middle level in the academy, and now he is at a high level in the hidden state, and the negative impact of the evaporation of the sea of ​​​​qi is particularly obvious.

"Shao Yuan!"

You Xiao, who was holding the child in his arms, hurriedly supported him, and Song Shaoyuan stumbled back against the wall, panting heavily.

"Yuan'er, are you okay?"

His parents looked at him worriedly, and You Xiao's younger sister, Yufu, also supported her lover with worried expression.

When I came to Chang'an at the beginning of the year, I was kidnapped by Jiao Cheng, a bully in Pingkangfang, because I had a private life with sister Youxiaoyoufu. Thanks to my brother Li Ang's help, I escaped without any danger, and finally got the beauty back.

Now You Xiao gave birth to Song Zhilei, and Youfu is also pregnant.
My parents are both present, and my future is boundless. Is such a beautiful life actually a phantom bubble?
"I'm fine"

Song Shaoyuan managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, but his heart was shrouded in despair.

His sea of ​​energy is being evaporated, which means that there are nightmares among the people he knows.

Who is it?
parents?

He clearly remembered that when he was six years old, he was playing and fell into the river. His father, who usually couldn't swim, jumped into the icy river in spite of everything, and rescued himself from the water, which was dying.

When I was nine years old, I had a serious illness. All the doctors, including Li Ang's father Li Hanquan, said that medicine and stones were difficult to cure. The desperate mother recited the Bodhisattva Sutra at home for three days and three nights, praying endlessly.

When I got the first place in the state school, the pride and joy on the faces of my parents,
When I was admitted to the academy, I saw that I hadn't seen my parents for several years, and when I found the white hair growing on their heads, I felt mixed emotions in my heart.

All true.

daughter?

Impossible, three months ago, in the Jinchengfang mansion, he picked up his daughter for the first time, heard her cry, felt her body temperature, that kind of heartfelt touch was definitely not fake.

wife?

Impossible, under the sun and the moon, with two beauties in my arms, make a pledge of eternal love.Those unforgettable memories seem to be within reach.

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"Anger?"

The mother's call pulled Li Ang back from his heavy thoughts, he came back to his senses, and looked down at the back of his hand.

The sea of ​​air is evaporating, the vitality is passing away, and wrinkles have already appeared on the back of the hands.

Mosi can't help herself, what the nightmare absorbs is the essence of life,

Even if Li Ang let go of all the body parts and let the ink silk erode,

His brain will also age and weaken over time, until he dies.

Moreover, he has already tried, using Mosi to secretly parasitize parents, Chai Chai and them, scan and detect,
The result obtained is that no abnormalities can be detected.Even like themselves, their bodies are slowly dying.

Nightmare is no different from ordinary people before it really dies and melts into wax
As time went by, the hall became more and more crowded,
at last,

puff.

An old man with white hair in brocade clothes fell to the ground clutching his heart.

His life force has been drained, and his skin is as dry as bark.

His sons and grandchildren surrounded him with screams, but in the next second, the group of people melted and disintegrated, and fell to the ground one after another, turning into wax oil.

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"

A steward of the Feihang Company, with a grim expression, drew out his dagger and stabbed at his companion.

puff!
The blade cut through the clothes and pierced the heart,
The partner who was stabbed had a look of astonishment and disbelief. During the process of falling backwards, it melted and collapsed, turning into wax oil.

"Ha ha"

The steward stood there gasping for breath, his pupils trembling violently, unaware that all the eyes around him were focused on him.

Someone in the crowd shouted in horror, "He killed someone!"

"I didn't kill anyone!"

The steward of Feihang Company suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, and said viciously: "What I killed was nothing more than a nightmare, not a human being at all! I just want to live, what's wrong with that?!"

His voice was like a bronze bell, pounding heavily on everyone's hearts,

A young woman, tearful, lifted her child and slammed it on the ground as the latter cried and begged for mercy.

Snapped.

The child melts into wax and spreads it on the ground.

The young mother also fell to her knees, crying uncontrollably.My mind is full of bits and pieces of memories of myself and my children.

The man who had pushed his wife away suddenly jumped up, snatched the saber from the waist of a student of Luli Academy, drew the sword and stabbed his childhood sweetheart, his wife who grew up together.

The beautiful woman lowered her head blankly and sadly, looking at her lower abdomen pierced by the long sword,
The expression on the man's face suddenly froze.

What gushes out from the woman's wound is not wax oil, but blood.

"How is it possible?! It's fake, it must be fake!"

He let go of the hilt of the sword in a collapse, and took half a step back, but he staggered and almost fell—his palms, hair, and even his face were slowly melting.

His wife wasn't a nightmare, he was.

(End of this chapter)