"Gan!"

Long Qisheng turned around and left the house.

"Brother Mo, I've searched everywhere, but I can't find it in only one cabinet. There's something weird about that cabinet. I feel like there's probably a trap there. It's very tricky."

Long Qisheng reported the situation to Mo Xun.

Mo Xun turned to look at Xin Bailu.

Xin Bailu smiled: "As long as you know the specific location, you can do it without contact, but it requires a lot of spiritual energy, so you need Yingying to help me."

"Yingying." Mo Xun called Long Yingying.

"Okay!"

Long Yingying came behind Xin Bailu and stretched out a slender jade finger. There seemed to be something squirming slightly under the pink skin at the fingertips.

The next second.

Dozens of granulations as tiny as needle tips penetrated the skin and came out, squirming slightly.

Long Yingying put his fingertips on the back of Xin Bailu's neck, and the flesh buds quickly penetrated into Xin Bailu's skin, connecting the two people's spiritual energy veins.

Xin Bailu closed her silver eyes, her golden eyes filled with brilliance.

She raised her right hand, and streamers composed of countless sand-like light spots fluttered towards the wooden house and enveloped the cabinet.

The surrounding scene became blurry and became clear again.

But the picture that appeared was very strange.

Jun Ru and Che Jingxing were not seen.

This is a dark space somewhere, filled with a faint acid mist.

On a small slope-like arch, there is a patch of tea flowers growing.

It's just different from ordinary flowers. The flowers of this flower are white and flawless, but the branches and leaves are a delicate blood red, as if fresh blood is flowing in the transparent plant fibers.

The white color of the lining flowers is more like pale white, revealing an indescribable weirdness and horror.

Next to this patch of flowers is an adult-sized object with an abstract shape.

It should be a living creature.

Two slender, soft limbs extend from the grotesque body, and six smaller tentacles grow on the top, with different lengths. When opened, it looks like a palm.

At this time, this unknown thing was using its two "palms" to quickly grab the petals of a clump of tea flowers.

Every time it plucks off a petal, its body will tremble sharply and let out a miserable howl.

It's like picking these petals is an extremely cruel torture...

Soon, it grabbed a lot of petals and then picked up a black dress from the ground.

The picture was so dark that they didn't notice that there was a skirt on the ground before. It was only after this thing picked it up that the four of them saw it clearly.

"This...should not be Jun Ru's memory..." Long Yingying expressed his opinion weakly.

Xin Bailu looked at Mo Xun.

Mo Xun shook his head: "It doesn't matter, keep reading!"

Everyone continue to watch.

I saw someone holding the petals and sticking them on the dress one by one. After a while, a dress made of petals was made.

"Fuck! It's Jun Ru's clothes!" Long Yingying was shocked.

Then he expressed doubts: "But isn't Junru's skirt white?"

As soon as Long Yingying finished speaking, the black skirt quickly became lighter in color, as if it had taken two kilograms of bleach. In the blink of an eye, the black skirt turned into a white skirt.

"What the hell?" Long Yingying was shocked again.

"It's really Junru's skirt."

Long Qisheng had the most contact with Jun Ru, and after the death experience, he paid a lot of attention to that skirt, so he was sure that it was Jun Ru's skirt.

It turns out that this is how Jun Ru got her skirt...but it doesn't seem to be helpful to their mission.

Everyone looks at Mo Xun again.

Mo Xun said nothing, but looked at the scene in front of him seriously.

After the skirt was done, the thing turned around holding the skirt as if to hand it to someone.

A person walked out of the darkness next to him, reached out and took the skirt, and praised: "Well done!"

"Fuck!" x2

Long Qisheng and Long Yingying.

The person who walked out of the darkness was none other than Che Jingxing.

After taking the skirt, he continued: "The original illusion center is about to wither. I haven't found a suitable replacement yet. Do you have any suggestions?"

The strange thing thought for a moment, then reached into his body and took out something the size of a quail egg, shaped like a drop of water, and handed it to Che Jingxing.

Che Jingxing's face showed joy: "With this, it will be no problem! Thank you so much!"

The strange thing made a string of happy syllables and seemed to be very happy.

Che Jingxing took the skirt and the thing and left.

The screen disappears.

No one said anything because Mo Xun was deep in thought.

After a long while, Mo Xun finally spoke and said:

“The amount of information is quite large.”

Long Qisheng agreed. The information revealed in these pictures is indeed amazing and makes people unable to help but think about it.

For example, what is that strange thing? Is it the virtual spirit stationed at this node?

If it was Xu Ling, why did he have such a good relationship with Che Jingxing? Did he do so many things for him?

You must know that the hierarchy in the virtual spirit world is very strict. Even if they are also virtual spirits, low-level people will be respectful and consider themselves slaves when they see high-level people.

Not to mention grotesque.

That is the lower class people in the ethereal world.

In the eyes of virtual spirits, all weird things are their slaves.

As for being friends with weirdos? That's ridiculous.

It's simply impossible.

But the fact is before our eyes.

If you reason on this basis and set aside all impossibilities, you will come to an absurd conclusion:

"Che Jingxing also tampered with Xu Ling's memory?"

The tone was questioning, and Long Qisheng himself couldn't believe his conclusion.

"How is that possible!" Long Yingying subconsciously thought this was ridiculous.

But after thinking about it carefully, I changed my mind: "It seems... there is a slight possibility..."

Xin Bailu looked at Mo Xun with questioning eyes.

Mo Xun thought about it and spoke slowly: "Although it is ridiculous, this possibility cannot be ruled out, but if this is true, Che Jingxing probably will not hand over the five-color stone anyway. After all, once Xu Ling regains his memory,

, may not come to us to cause trouble, but they will definitely settle the score with Che Jingxing."

"Che Jingxing himself is quite strong, so he shouldn't be afraid of an E-level void spirit, but Jun Ruke, who has no power to bind a chicken, is in danger."

"Actually -" Xin Bailu interrupted and made a suggestion: "Mo Xun, I can try using the skirt on Jun Ru's body as a medium. I will definitely get more important information."

"No!" Mo Xun objected: "It's too dangerous!"

That skirt was very weird, and Mo Xun would not let Xin Bailu take such a risk.

"I have no ill intentions towards Junru, and I don't even need to have direct contact. It's okay." Xin Bailu's voice was soft, but her tone was a bit stubborn:

"Isn't it okay if Long Qisheng carried Jun Ru on his back for so long?"

As she spoke, Xin Bailu looked at Long Qisheng: "Long Qisheng, are you right?"

Long Qi was embarrassed.

Don't ask me!

I have no idea!

I want to say it’s okay, but if something happens to you, why don’t you blame me?!

Long Qisheng said that I am a newbie and don’t know anything, so you can figure it out on your own!

Then Mo Xun and Xin Bailu argued for a long time.
To be continued...