Shadow Dream fidgets. This was the first time she couldn't calm down and practice, and even reading a book couldn't calm her emotions. It's a mixed feeling.

On the one hand, there are things that she has been taught by antiques since she was a child, and on the other hand, there is the temptation of the so-called truth.

I have to admit that Yang Cang's brainwashing of her in the past few weeks has been quite successful.

Shadow Dream has wanted to be recognized by others since she was a child.

Shadow Dream, who has no memories before his ascension, has always been a good boy in the eyes of the old antiques in the fairy world, and the most daring thing he has ever done is to secretly read the so-called forbidden books.

Now that he can do such a thing that challenges the moral code, Yang Cang is absolutely indispensable.

Now Shadow Dream is always thinking about how to use the rules he knows to create different exercises.

She felt like her heart was about to jump out, wandering, wandering but unable to find an exit, knowing what she wanted to do, but the burden of morality held her steps again and again, and her heart was suddenly so tired.

Actually, it's not a big deal. Why do you feel weak? As long as I don't say that there is no evidence, who can say that I did it?

It turns out that when a person wants to do something in particular, he can always find the right reason.

After successfully convincing herself, Shadow Dream decides to sneak back to the mass grave.

"Are you asleep?" there was no reply. Kagemu propped up her body slightly with her hands. "Big Guy Yang, Big Guy Yang?" still didn't reply.

Shadow Meng sat up cautiously and pinched the sweat in her palms. "Yang ruffian, Yang ruffian?"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a brick flying towards Shadow Dream. Shadow Dream quickly caught it with Yin Qi and carefully put the brick back on the ground, trying not to make any noise. She opened her mouth nervously and stood there in a daze, feeling uneasy, did Yang Cang wake up.

There was no other sound around except for the summer day.

At night, the silence is terrible.

She waited there for a while. Nothing happened.

It turned out to be just an instinctive reaction, and Yang Cang didn't wake up.

Ying Meng walked over cautiously, kicked Yang Cang twice, and found that he didn't react, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and after using a spell to turn a stake into his own appearance, he ran out happily.

Dig up graves, dig up corpses, step through guidelines, and study the mysteries of human body functioning. It's a pleasure like never before, a pleasure that borders on perversion.

After unraveling that the human body moves through a special kind of tendon through a magical electric current, Shadow Dream begins to think about how to use this knowledge.

The signals produced by biochemical reactions in a living body travel in the form of electric currents. If the electromagnetic waves, mechanics and chemical signals generated by this biochemical reaction are introduced into another life through mental power, can it change the biochemical reaction in another life body, so as to achieve the purpose of controlling its actions?

"Oops, overplayed. Shadow Dream looked up and saw that the sky was bright. Shadow Dream hurried back to the ruined temple. Sure enough, Yang Cang was sitting on the steps and waiting for her with a stone.

"Where?"

Shadow Dream's temples jumped suddenly, and thin beads of sweat hung on her forehead. She tried to restrain her nervousness, and pretended to be calm, "Study how to use the mimicry charm on your face." ”

"Researched?"

"Nope. Yiran's shadow dream, which calmed down his mood, played the Yang-style law of lying.

Yang Cang said affirmatively: "Mass graves." ”

"Evidence?"

Yang Cang laughed and said with satisfaction: "Next time, clean up the chrysalis on your shoulder." ”

After speaking, he got up and patted the ashes. "I'm glad I didn't count on you. Pack up and go to the house, and let you see the makeup technique. ”