in the edge

Chapter 358 Mental Vortex

This time, Jiang Wenyuan has completely understood the reason for the recent changes.

Just because he himself came here once.

It wasn't teaching or preaching, but a more brutal method, like prying open his head and pouring the hot information directly into it.

Jiang Wenyuan even smelled the burning aroma at one point. His brain must have been...

"It's cooked!"

A handful of mutton skewers were handed to Jiang Wenyuan.

"Don't just think about it. This is indeed a bit difficult. Let's take a few bites first. It's time for dinner."

"I……"

He looked at the meat skewer in front of him that was obviously one size larger, and then looked at the giant man behind the meat skewer who was more than twice as big as an average person.

Jiang Wenyuan screamed, turned around and ran away.

"Hey, you haven't eaten yet!"

The giant's voice came from behind, which made Jiang Wenyuan run faster. At this moment, he just wanted to stay away from this terrifying voice and just wanted to be quiet for a while.

"What...what's going on? It's not like these mutton skewers are unclean."

Du Chengfeng started scratching his head.

"Does it mean he has taboos?"

"Maybe, I'll go over and have a look."

Shan Bing couldn't figure out what was going on. From his point of view, Jiang Wenyuan just stood in front of the coffee table staring at the tablecloth for a while. He tried calling a few times. Jiang Wenyuan Yuan didn't pay any attention to him - so when it was time for lunch, he simply followed Master Du to the imperial kitchen to barbecue. After leaving for a while, Jiang Wenyuan became like this.

It wasn't like it was a taboo, but it was like he was obsessed with something, so for safety reasons, Shan Bing decided to take care of this good brother.

But this good brother didn't want him to take care of it.

When Shan Bing chased Jiang Wenyuan all the way to his residence, Jiang Wenyuan even took the initiative to drive Shan Bing out.

"Just leave me alone for a moment, I'm tired, please."

"Your situation..."

"Please, go back."

"Ah this."

At this point, Shan Bing didn't know what to say. After thinking for a moment, he could only blame it on his friend's bad condition, and he was causing trouble for others.

After feeling Shan Bing leave, Jiang Wenyuan, who was holding the door, finally slumped down along the door.

"it is finally over."

Jiang Wenyuan let out a long sigh, but at this moment he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

There was no other reason, just because the situation just now was too dangerous. At that time, he felt like a lonely boat on the sea, being sucked into a turbulent whirlpool, and the huge waves were overwhelming. It was about to engulf him into the dark seabed - so he escaped as fast as he could. He had no choice but to run, and that was something he could not fight against at all.

But who would have imagined that even if he escaped back home, the aftermath of the huge wave would still chase him.

Although the whirlpool named Shan Bing is relatively small, it still has the ability to make waves, and his current precarious posture can no longer withstand any wind and waves - so no matter how good the friendship between the two is, he can't After all, Shan Bing was driven away.

After all, only in this way can he get a moment of peace.

"Huh... don't think about it, don't think about it."

Exhaling a breath, Jiang Wenyuan tried hard to sort out these complicated thoughts.

Don't think about it and deliberately forget certain things. He had already learned this when he was still a head catcher - after all, what he had to face back then was whether it was a dangerous maniac with evil spirit or something more sinister. There are always some scenes and some news about monsters. Knowing about them will not only do no good, but will make people suffer. In that kind of environment, learning to forget is an instinct that almost every predator must develop.

But can it really be forgotten?

In fact, it cannot be forgotten. After all, if you see it, you have seen it. No one can say that there is any magic method that can directly pull those memories out of the brain - maybe it would be easier to just pull them out of the brain, but they are all Having reached this point, he might as well just wipe his neck with his sword.

All they can do is stop themselves from thinking about those things, and don't let those images echo in their minds over and over again.

Until the echo is completely extinguished, the vibration will stop.

"call……"

Thinking like this, Jiang Wenyuan simply got up and cleaned his residence.

In fact, there was no need to clean. After all, there were always people taking care of the place when he was away. He just needed a little action to change his mind so that he could relax a little more - and after the whole house was cleaned, Jiang Wenyuan He finally regained his basic sanity.

"It's not necessarily a good thing if your perception is too sharp..."

Frowning, Jiang Wenyuan rubbed his head. He even hoped that he could be as slow as Shan Bing - if he was as slow as Shan Bing, maybe he would be directly affected, instead of being aware of it like he is now. After reaching the vortex that would involve everything around him, he instinctively chose to escape.

But this also allowed him to get more information.

"All changes really come from the palace."

First, Jiang Wenyuan made a judgment on his previous questions.

Although on the surface, this change may be a good thing, at least under the influence of Master Du, whether it is Shan Bing, the servants, or even the people in Jiankang City, they have begun to figure it out. The road to becoming stronger, but Jiang Wenyuan always felt that there seemed to be some problem somewhere.

As for the source of this problem, it comes from his own feelings.

This method of influence was too rough. He simply opened his head and poured hot information into it. Such a rough method was exactly the same as Huang Tian's before - and he had seen the influence Huang Tian had with his own eyes. If it is passed, then the results produced by the same rough method will really be better than Huangtian?

Although Jiang Wenyuan respected Grand Master Du very much, Jiang Wenyuan felt that it was difficult to say anything about this matter.

"I still have to take a look..."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wenyuan rubbed his face.

We have to look again. After all, Huang Tian, ​​who is close to the gods, cannot die so easily. The monster will definitely come back, and it will definitely come back again.

So, as a being who also possesses this power, what will that monster that is comparable to a god do?

“Only monsters can fight monsters.”

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenyuan suddenly felt that the strange evolution happening outside might not be unacceptable.

“Only monsters can fight monsters.”

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Huangtian once again woke up to the sound of singing.

There are still thousands of people surrounding him. They have different appearances and even different races, but what they chant is the same words, but the same name - they are using their own names. He knelt down and prayed, praying for the return of the almighty Emperor.

So Emperor Tian returned once again, in his invincible glory.

"But I seem to have lost some memories... huh? Again?" Thinking of this, Huang Tian once again waved away the people around him and lay back on the altar.

Broken pictures flooded into his mind, and Huang Tian gradually recalled the things he had experienced.

"I...lost to Ant?"

Until he saw the dagger cutting him open, Huang Tian still couldn't believe this fact. You must know that what he lost to was not the ant he wanted to kill, but was killed by an ant who had surrendered to him - this It was impossible no matter what. The ant had obviously surrendered to him, so he shouldn't even be able to take action against him.

"Unless...someone erases the mark I left."

Huang Tian's face instantly became extremely ugly.

The imprint, or memory, that frightening picture should have echoed in the heart of this ant forever, making this ant timid every time he saw him, not daring to raise his head, and even kneeling down instinctively On the ground - and in the process, the mental power brought by that awe will also attach to him, making him stronger and invincible.

But now...

This fear was erased.

"No way, no way."

Huang Tian shook his head again.

Absolutely impossible. Although he did lose once, causing cracks in the awe itself, the gap in combat power between the two sides still exists, and awe is still awe itself, just like tigers and leopards dare not take action against giant elephants, just like jackals. He will instinctively avoid the lion. This awe cannot completely disappear because of one failure, and the ant will never dare to take action against a being like him who is comparable to a god.

After all, this is a fight to the death.

If you continue to fight knowing you can't win, what's the difference between this and seeking death? No one with any sense would do this. Who would take their own life as a joke?

But the fact is here, that ant named Shan Bing did risk his life at that moment.

"and many more?"

Thinking of this, Huang Tian suddenly realized something.

"I actually remembered that ant's name?"

Huang Tian's face became even more ugly.

Ants are ants, and there is no difference between ants. But any normal person, who would deliberately remember the name of an ant?

Unless this ant is so powerful that a separate name must be given to distinguish it... But no matter what, the moment he remembers this name, the action itself is equivalent to his subconscious, Put this ant on the same level as yourself.

Whether he took the initiative to raise the status of this ant, or he took the initiative to lower his own status, this is not a good thing.

"Things are much more troublesome than previously thought."

Thinking of this, Huangtian turned over and sat up.

"We have to go and see it again."

Thinking like this, Huang Tian picked out a sword again. This time he picked a short sword, which was made from Wu Zhao's calf bone - although theoretically, the entire leg bone can be used to make two large swords. The sword came out, but in order to save materials at that time, he still made four small swords.

But now, these small swords are coming in handy.

It was still a familiar arrival, but this time Huang Tian landed in a wild jungle. There were a dozen shirtless men covered in tattoos, carrying big sticks, surrounding him, and it seemed that they wanted to take Huang Tian down. Pot - So Huang Tian threw all these people into the pot. He didn't have much time to spend with these barbarians here.

After flying all the way north, he still landed at the gate of Jiankang Imperial City. With his aura hidden, he followed the flow of people and blended into the city - but just when he picked up the cooking cake again and was about to take another bite, the seller of cooking cakes The short man grabbed his wrist again.

"Give me the money first, and then take the cooking cakes."

The short man selling pancakes pointed to the sign beside him.

"Do you see clearly? Don't touch it if you don't want to buy it."

"what."

Huang Tian didn't even bother to say anything this time and took a bite of the cake.

After taking one bite, the short man selling the cooking cakes immediately became anxious. No matter how dull a person is, he can realize that the diner in front of him is here to eat the Overlord meal - if it is just a cooking cake, it is not a big deal. The main reason is that this kid is also provocative in a weird way. Who can stand it?

"You bitch!"

The short man selling cooking cakes immediately raised his fist and punched Huang Tian in the face.

Then, with a thud, the huge body fell to the ground.

"What do you mean? You want to blackmail someone?"

The dwarf selling pancakes sneered.

"All the neighbors saw it. You took the cooking cakes and didn't want to pay for it. You really made a fuss before the official. I also got a certificate...Huh? What's the matter with you?"

The short man selling cooking cakes quickly leaned down and put his hand on Huang Tian's nostrils.

But Huang Tian, ​​who fell to the ground, was still breathing.

His breathing was gone, his heartbeat was gone, and it was clear that Huang Tian was punched to death by the short man selling the cakes.

"Hey! This is really none of my business! The neighbors must have seen it! I really didn't... I just punched..."

But now the short man selling cooking cakes has nothing to say. The body is just lying on the ground, and the physical evidence is there. How can he defend himself?

So after the police officers arrived, the short man selling pancakes was taken away together with the body.

At the same time, Huang Tian himself once again woke up amidst the chorus of thousands of people singing.

"my memory……"

After waving his hands to disperse those people, Huang Tian once again recalled his experience.

"That's it...it's true! It's true!"

After pondering for a moment, Huang Tian opened his eyes again.

"It's a mental whirlpool! All their fears have been washed away! They are following that person's path!"

Thinking of this, Huang Tian clenched his fists.

Indeed, although these people did not praise that person's name, they walked in that person's way.

And this mental resonance will eventually feed back the power to the monster itself along with the vortex.

The monster that killed him...

Can he really still win?

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