Ichimeikawa circled half a circle along the bed, standing on the edge of the bed, observing the black human figure.

"It seems to have gotten a lot bigger. Ming Chuan looked it up and down and said.

"It's a lot bigger. Wei Zitang agreed on the side, "The ghost qi has also stabilized." Looks like it's evolved successfully. ”

"Really?" Although it was the idea he came up with, seeing that this humanoid had really rapidly evolved into a third-order powerful ghost in a few hours, Ming Chuan still felt a little incredible, squinting his eyes and carefully looking at the black humanoid in front of him, as if he wanted to poke two holes in its body with his eyes.

"Your idea is now halfway there. Wei Zitang leaned over, looked at Ming Chuan, and said, "Next, what are you going to do?"

Ming Chuan touched his chin and stared at the figure on the bed.

His original idea was that since this human figure was condensed by the residual ghost qi of Li Yanchen, Xu Ai and others, there should be a little memory of those people left on its body. Previously, this humanoid was in a transitional state between a ghost and a second-order ghost, which was very unstable and difficult to communicate. If it is really possible to evolve into the third order, then at least it will be easier to communicate.

It's just that the problem is that this guy really evolved into a third-order in a short period of time, and this fact is really too unbelievable.

"It's too unusual to jump three levels in such a short period of time. Ming Chuan said in a low voice.

"It's really anomalous. Wei Zitang nodded and agreed, "I think there may be other factors in this." ”

Ming Chuan bent down and said to the figure on the bed, "Hey, can you hear me?"

When the figure heard Ming Chuan's words, it moved its head slightly, and after a while, it nodded slowly.

"Can you remember who you are?" Seeing this, Ming Chuan's heart was slightly fixed, and then asked.

The humanoid looked up, nodded, then hesitated, paused for a moment, and then shook his head.

Ming Chuanxin said, this guy was still able to speak well just now, why did Kung Fu become silent now? It can't be stupid, right?

If you can't speak, it's more troublesome, you can't talk in writing, right? Ming Chuan thought about raising his head and looked around, this room was originally Gong Xiaoyue's bedroom, and there was a desk under the window, and there was a ready-made paper and pen on the table, do you want to bring it over and let it be used?

Thinking about some things in his head, Ming Chuan's attention did not take away from the humanoid's body, and at this time, he noticed that its limbs trembled slightly, and he was feeling strange, when suddenly the humanoid bounced up from the bed, twisting and struggling in mid-air, trying to break free of the red silk threads wrapped around its body.

Those red silk threads are all the energy generated by the magic circle, and they are not so easy to get rid of.

Although the black humanoid has evolved, its strength is not very strong, and it is estimated that it is not much different from the second-order time, and it has no effect after twisting and struggling in mid-air for a long time.

Ming Chuan stood aside, clasped his hands to his chest, and watched coldly for a while before he spoke: "Don't bother with it, there is no way for this magic circle to be a powerful ghost, even if you are now a third-order, your strength is far from reaching the level of the third-order, and it is still very difficult to get out of trouble." ”

I don't know if it was because of Mingchuan's words, or because it felt discouraged because it didn't see results after trying hard for a long time, the humanoid finally gave up struggling and stopped.

After such a toss, Ming Chuan felt that the energy of this humanoid seemed to have been weakened a lot, and he thought that it was consumed by this magic circle.

"You'd better cooperate now, if you obediently tell me what I want to know, maybe I'll be soft-hearted and let you go. Ming Chuan raised his eyebrows and said in a threatening tone.

The figure hung its head, looking a little low, as if thinking about something, motionless.

Ming Chuan was not in a hurry, he stood aside with his hands on his chest, waiting quietly.

After a moment, the humanoid raised its head and uttered the first words of its evolution: "I must go back as soon as possible." ”

The humanoid voice sounded very strange, and it was only a few words in a sentence, and it actually produced several completely different voices. These voices are male and female, old and young, and together they are like a chorus of discord, which is very harsh.

"Go back?" Ming Chuan's brows moved slightly, and he asked, "Where are you going back?"

"I don't know. The humanoid shook his head and said in that wonderful combination of voices, "There's a voice in my head that has been urging me to hurry back. ”

"Voice?" Ming Chuan was stunned when he heard this, "What kind of voice?"

"I don't know, I've never heard a voice. The humanoid said.

Ming Chuan frowned, turned his head to look at Wei Zitang behind him, and saw that the other party looked very interested, obviously it was the first time he had heard of this kind of thing.

Ming Chuan retracted his gaze, looked at the figure in front of him, and asked, "Are you hearing a real voice, or is it a fantasy in your head?"

"I don't know what you mean. The humanoid looked up and said seriously, "This voice has been echoing in my head repeatedly, and I feel that I must do what it says, otherwise something bad will happen." ”

"Is this voice clear?" Wei Zitang interjected and asked, "Can you hear men and women?"

"Men and women?" Hearing this, the human form thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know about men and women, it's a voice I've never heard before, but it feels familiar. ”

"Familiar?" Ming Chuan frowned and asked, "Since I've never heard of it, how can I be familiar?"

"Well, it just feels familiar. "It's like a voice that used to be heard every day, like ...... It's like the voice of my own talking. Yes, my own voice. ”

"You mean, your own voice speaks in your head and gives you instructions?" asked Akegawa.

"Well, that's it. The humanoid nodded.

"So, who is your so-called own voice? Li Yanchen, Xu Ai, or Gong Xiaoyue?" Ming Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the human form.

Hearing this, the human figure was a little stunned, slowly lowered his head, and after a while, said in a low voice: "Yes." ”

In Mingchuan's barren imagination, he could only think that the voice in the head of this humanoid was similar to the voice it was talking now, and it was composed of several different vocal lines, but from the words of this humanoid, he was sure of one thing, this guy now had the common consciousness of several people, and similarly, he also had the common memory of several of them.

Ming Chuan thought for a moment and said, "If I let you go now, do you plan to do what the voice in your head instructs?"