I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 127
"Sharing the same body..."

Watson seemed very surprised. He frowned and asked: "Crowette, you mean that Miss Emma's soul and your soul live in the same body... This is really unbelievable. Could it be the dual personality theory put forward by Mr. Diderot? But Clovette, you are not a stage actor, how can you have such a dual personality?"

Clovite asked suspiciously: "Diderot? Dual personality? What is that?"

"A French dramatist once put forward a theory - when actors devote themselves to performing on stage, they have dual personalities and dual souls at the same time. They are both actors and characters."

Miss Emma on the side just snorted coldly after hearing this, and said with disdain: "Dual personality... It sounds like it's just an actor's dual personality, and Clovette and I are both independent and complete souls. Due to insufficient supply during the embryonic period, all my flesh and blood nutrients were devoured by her, and my immature consciousness was also attached to her body."

Emma cursed viciously: "It's all your fault, Croweite, you greedy fellow!"

But Watson can see that the other party's superficial malice hides family care... If it is true according to what Croweite said before, then she is now an orphan without father and mother, and Ai Mar was apparently Clovitt's only relative.

Facing her sister's scolding, Clovet just lowered her head slightly apologetically, and still struggled to reply: "Sister, you can't completely blame me, I didn't grow up at that time, I didn't even do it on purpose..."

Before she finished speaking, she tightly shut her mouth under Emma's glaring gaze.

"Let's not talk nonsense, tonight's task is to take this guy's dream walk to the woodland, let's go back quickly." Emma pointed to the open door, pointing to the deep and dark woodland inside, "Hey, John Watson, This is the woodland of Mansu, you have already read the pamphlet written by Winfreys, so go in by yourself."

"Miss Emma and Miss Croweite, aren't you together?"

"What? Are you a fucking brain-dead with underdeveloped IQ or a disabled person who has no ability to take care of himself? Do you think we are your nanny, and we have to be by your side in every move? How about I just send the food to you directly In his mouth, put on the clothes for you, bring the residual influence of Si Chen directly in front of you, how about even the secret transmission for you to practice?"

Facing the aggressive Miss Emma, ​​Watson obviously felt the other party's malice, but in fact, it was much gentler than the words he had secretly heard in the waking world before, at least there was only a vulgarity in one sentence word.

He just smiled and was not angry, and persuaded like a peacemaker: "Okay, no problem, Miss Emma, ​​please calm down first... Then Clovette, I will enter the forest by myself first, according to Mr. Morgan's instructions I just need to imitate falling backwards from a high place to be able to return to the waking world smoothly, right?"

"Yes." Croweite took Emma and Watson's hands as she spoke, leading them to the narrow woodland gate together, "Sister, don't be angry, Mr. Winfreys He specifically reminded us that we must take John into and out of the forest, how can we leave him alone, let's go together."

Emma didn't resist at all, even after hearing Winfrey's name, a trace of dread and fear flowed on her face, and she let Clovite drag her into the woodland.

Watson has not entered the forest for a long time since he was promoted to the second-level Moth Secret.

At this moment, he followed behind the sisters who also made the branches blocking the path of Dreamwalk actively avoid, and slowly walked into the woodland with a curious attitude of looking around. In his eyes, those low, sharp branches seemed to be different from before. too same.

The cold moonlight sprinkled along the cracks in the canopy, the ancient steel trees are still so simple and heavy, and the knotted roots that are as thick as a giant python are still as bright as the flesh... The moths in the skull are active for a long time Getting up, flapping the scales seems to be the joy of returning home.

But Watson felt the atmosphere of ancient wildness. He only felt that his senses seemed to become more delicate. He seemed to be able to discover some other brand-new things from this woodland. He felt that this woodland seemed to be particularly special. Three-dimensional?The soil under his feet seemed to become thicker, and there was a faint pulsation.

The coldness of the ancient tree's skin seemed to become extraordinarily delicate, and he seemed to be able to feel something...something from the thick texture?Watson feels that the answer will emerge soon, but there is still a lack of finishing touch, but he has not waited for him to carefully identify the difference in the woodland this time.

Watson's heart was filled with a desire to give up that hadn't been flooded for a long time. This heterogeneous desire seemed to have been suppressed for too long, and it suddenly hit like a mountain and river breaking its embankment.He couldn't help wanting to throw away his clothes, shame, and self-disguise...running and jumping naked in the woodland, showing his truest self to his heart's content, roaring like a beast returning to the deep mountains and old forests, and meeting friends he hasn't seen for a long time Do a merry dance.

His palm had already unknowingly undid the first button of his jacket, but he woke up immediately, stopped throwing away his clothes, and only loosened his collar nervously pretending to be entering the woods for the first time.

Then he fully activated the blade of the soul body, vowing to fight against the wild chaos of the moth!Fight against the restless hunger of heterogeneity!

He looked at the graceful backs of the two girls walking in front, looked at their fair and fragile necks, and forcibly suppressed the killing agitation in his heart... In a trance, the secret transmission of the two sisters who were born in the same body gradually became different. Expose to the moth's vision.

Clovet, after traveling to Mansu in her dream, broke away from the life body of the waking world, and her personal eclipse was finally revealed in Watson's vision of the moth...it was a pair of crystal-clear and crystal-clear eyes Carved into a coconut-like shell, the skin is as transparent as glass, and a wine-like liquid flows inside, and the huge coconut-like heart in the wine is beating endlessly—this is the heart and the cup.

Emma, ​​the 'sister' who lives in her younger sister's body and only has consciousness to move freely, her soul body will flow bright red viscous liquid when she walks in the garden, and her shoulder blades also protrude like cicada wings — This one is the Cup and the Moth.

Fluttering——the moths in the woodland have sensed Watson's return, and come in groups happily. They use the sound of passionate wings to welcome music like gongs and drums to welcome the return of their promoted friends.

Croweite asked in panic: "Sister, what's going on?! Why are these moths so excited tonight?"

(End of this chapter)