The noon sun shines through the layers of leaves and spreads among the lush vegetation, leaving a dappled light and shadow.

Meng Heng stared intently at a tender grass at his feet, bent down and sniffed its scent carefully.

It's light and fragrant, it smells good, but it's not the one I'm looking for.

He straightened up and walked around the grass, followed the path, and continued into the woods.

Located at the foot of Mt. Keo in the southeastern suburbs of Kyoto, this forest is a treasure trove of feng shui due to its abundant vegetation, abundant water sources, and few wild animals, but for some reason, few people have set foot here.

Meng Heng wasn't interested in whether anyone came to this forest, he only knew that what he was looking for might appear here.

He held a dagger in his hand to fend off the thorny branches in front of him, and his feet in thin cloth shoes carefully bypassed the mud and trampled on the thick fallen leaves on the ground.

It was now noon, and he had entered the forest since early in the morning, and had searched for two or three hours, but found nothing.

I really didn't expect that he would go up the mountain to look for herbs one day like a primitive man.

He smiled self-deprecatingly. The heat of the midday sun gradually steamed up, and the lush vegetation could not block it. His mouth was so hot that he was dry.

Meng Heng took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from his arms and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

If he walked a little longer, he still couldn't find it, so he had to go home empty-handed. After all, for him, although herbs can help, they are not something that plays a decisive role after all.

He is always the only one who can play a decisive role.

Thinking so, a murmuring stream in the distance fell into view. Meng Heng's eyes lit up invisibly, and he walked towards the stream.

The water is exceptionally clear, and you can clearly see the smooth and round pebbles inside, and you can also clearly reflect the figures on the shore.

It was a mediocre-looking, thin-bodied teenager.

Meng Heng unwrapped the package on his back, rolled up his cuffs, bent down and poured a handful of cool water into his mouth, and suddenly felt much more refreshed.

After repeating this several times, I finally relieved the fatigue of this trek through the jungle.

It's just that the heat in the middle of summer is hard to get rid of.

It's also strange that the clothes of the ancients still have to be long in the middle of summer, and they will sweat if they are not hot.

Meng Heng frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment, thinking that there was no one in this forest, and he was not afraid of asking people to peep, so he squatted down, picked up the water and wiped it on his face.

The sticky sweat on his face was finally washed away, and there was a sense of relief from the burden. At the same time, the appearance of the teenager has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

A thick layer of medicinal mud-like things gradually dissolved into the water, and disappeared along the stream, and after several cleanings, the true face of the young man was finally revealed.

It was a delicate and flawless face. Although his face is a little thin and pale, his skin is like jade, and his eyebrows are picturesque.

However, even if he took off his disguised skin, it was still not Meng Heng's original appearance.

He came through time.

When I woke up a month ago, I found myself in a strange place. Strange places, strange time and space, and even strange bodies and names.

And this young man's body was seriously injured at that time, and before he could be surprised by the fact of crossing, he was dragged by this body on the bed for more than half a month.

It's really a disaster.

Meng Heng wiped his hands full of water droplets with a towel and stood up. Since there was a water source here, he planned to follow the stream for a while. I have the impression that the herb of calamus should be born from water.

He is not a Chinese medicine practitioner, nor is he from a herbal medicine background, and he only knows a thing or two about Chinese herbal medicine by chance in his usual work, so he is not very sure whether he can find calamus.

Try your luck. Anyway, since I came to this world, I have some free time.

As soon as he got up, there was a sudden and unusual sound of wind in his ears, which whistled and rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, and floated towards him.

Meng Heng's eyes narrowed.

He was all too familiar with the feeling. For more than a month since he crossed over, he has been harassed by this kind of thing a lot.

And the way this kind of thing comes out is so single and repetitive every time, and it's a little boring.

"Since Your Excellency intends to come out for a while, it is better to show up here, and it is not interesting to avoid hiding around." Meng Heng picked up the package on the ground and put it on his back, straightened his back, and said loudly.

The young man's voice was clear and pleasant, but after a closer look, he found that there was a calm and gentle power hidden in the tone, which made people listen to it and involuntarily obey the young man's words.

The strange wind blew back and forth twice, and finally quieted down, and returned to nothing.

And a foot away from the boy, a person appeared for no reason.

No, not a person, to be exact.

The person who came was a woman, with a pink skirt and a shirt, and a coquettish smile, but if you look closely, you will find a lot of weirdness in the woman. Under the inky sideburns, there is a pair of strangely shaped pointed ears, and the hands half-hidden under the cuffs are not the slender appearance of ordinary women's ten fingers, but like the sharp claws of animals, faintly glowing with cold light.

Meng Heng clasped his hands around his chest and glanced up and down at the comer, his eyes playful.

What kind of demon is it this time? Look at the paws like a cat, a cat demon? Or is it a fox demon?

It's just that what makes him feel a little strange is that from this demon's body, he actually feels a slight sense of familiarity.

Could it be that this demon is still an old acquaintance?

He raised his eyebrows and smiled meaninglessly, but this light smile was extraordinarily dazzling because of the young man's handsome and extraordinary appearance, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

When the "woman" saw it, she giggled more and more, and she came to the young man in an instant like a gust of breeze, stretched out her paw and put it on the young man's shoulder, and said angrily: "You little brother is so funny, everyone else is walking around my forest, why do you have the courage to break in?" ”

As she spoke, she got a little closer, and a warm gas erupted from her snort: "However, this appearance is very handsome, and it is very good for my appetite." ”

Meng Heng frowned. Just thinking that the disguise is to hide people's eyes and ears, it seems that even demons and monsters will have to be guarded against in the future.

His face was impassive, and he smiled: "Oh? Girl, you have an appetite for me too. ”

"Hehehe, your mouth is really good at talking, but I don't know what it tastes like." As soon as the woman leaned over, a pair of slender phoenix eyes looked directly at the young man, and the provocative meaning in her eyes was undisguised.

Meng Heng didn't dodge, and looked straight at the other party, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not diminish at all.

After coming here for more than a month, he has encountered □□ kinds of goblins, and there are not a few banshees who intend to seduce him and then eat-drink-blood.

It's just a pity that he has always been only interested in men, and no matter how beautiful the banshee is, in his eyes it is no different from the flowers on the side of the road and the paintings on the wall.

What's more, knowing that the other party's smile hides bloodthirsty **.

"Don't you have to taste it to know what it tastes?" Meng Heng said this with a light smile, and his tone became softer: "Hold this posture and look into my eyes." ”

"Huh?" The woman's eyes became misty. But in the next second, she was shocked, and she panicked.

But it was too late.

The young man's originally clear and clean eyes changed dramatically in an instant, and the clouds and rolling waves filled the sky, opening an abyss that could not be seen to the end, and once he stepped in, he would never recover.

The woman felt a chill run down her spine, and then she felt as if she was being dragged by something, and the power of that thing was so great that she felt like her whole soul was going to be sucked out. The whole body is up and down, and he can't move.

Then the whole world became chaotic, except for an almost ghostly voice that lingered in my ears, becoming the only driftwood in this sea of chaos.

So she grabbed the driftwood without hesitation.

Meng Heng looked at the woman's blank expression with satisfaction, he gently brushed away the woman's arm around his neck, took a few steps back, and seemed to sigh and chuckle: "You say why don't you goblins always have a long memory, huh?" But since this is your territory, I'm presumptuous. I don't want to punish you too much, you just squat in the same place and don't move until sunset. ”

The woman always looked expressionless and had a vacant look in her eyes, and only reacted slightly after hearing the young man's instructions. Like a doll, she obeyed the boy's orders, stiffened her body, and crouched down.

"Really obedient." Meng Heng smiled, and he also leaned down to meet the woman's gaze: "It's just that the familiar aura on your body makes me mind a little." Could it be that you have nothing to do with the original owner of my skin? ”

His mind quickly went through the memories of the original owner, but there was no such person in the memory of the original owner.

"Familiar...... ......The woman's lips moved, and she spat out a few words with difficulty: "I don't know ......"

Meng Heng nodded clearly, even if the banshee was still under hypnosis, she really didn't know.

He straightened up and said to the woman, "In that case, then let's leave it at that." ”

He looked up at the sun, it was already getting west, and if he delayed a little longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of the forest before dark.

Although he is not afraid of those demons and monsters, it is better to have less than more.

When the words fell, he didn't look at the banshee again, turned and took a step along the stream.

Fortunately, this time he seemed to have found the right direction, and after only half an hour, he found the herbs in his impression at a mountain stream and a stone ditch.

The branches and leaves are in the shape of Buddha flame buds, and the smell is fragrant, and it is indeed a stone calamus.

He carefully dug up the stone iris with a dagger, carefully rolled it in a cloth, wrapped it in a package, and returned the way he came.

With this herb, it is like having a reassuring sustenance, although it does not serve to save lives, but unfortunately there is still a steady stream of people who place their foolish hopes on it.

Human psychology is so wonderful, whether it is the ancients or modern people, the most valuable hypnotist is in front of them, but they still refuse to feel at ease, and they have to pour some useless and messy Chinese and Western medicines into their stomachs before they are willing to put their minds at ease.

As a hypnist, Meng Heng is very scoffing at this, but although he disdains, he is well versed in this way, and can always prescribe the right medicine when the patient needs it, giving the other party the most needed but also the most useless comfort.

This is one of the reasons why he is able to become the best hypnotist in the industry.

Meng Heng, whose real name is Meng Heng, used to be a hypnotist.

The profession of hypnotist is very rare in China, and it is not even officially recognized, and some very few people who are engaged in the hypnosis profession are always in seclusion, hidden among the public, and are not known.

However, Meng Heng clearly knew that the hypnotist not only existed, but also possessed extraordinary and amazing abilities.

Some hypnotists have a beautiful and calm voice, but as soon as he speaks, the listener has no way to escape, and can only passively fall into the trap woven by the pleasant voice, and cannot "sleep".

Some hypnotists have strong thinking logic and impeccable conversation skills, and such hypnotists are able to destroy and reconstruct the edifice of the other person's worldview through the back and forth of dialogue, so that the hypnotized subject is in a black and white reversal and unbelievable situation.

Some hypnotists make good use of body language and hypnotic devices. Use some inadvertent and repetitive small actions to put the other party in a dilemma and confusion, or use a hypnotic pendulum such as a constantly rotating clock or a rhythmic timer to rob the other party of his own consciousness, so that he can do whatever he wants.

And he, as the top hypnotist in the industry, not only integrates the above three common techniques, but also has two special abilities. One is that he has a pair of eyes that can see through a qiē and can capture people's minds, and he only needs to look at others for a second to immediately take away the consciousness of the other party, without any trivial conversations and complex logical inducements. The second is that he is able to manipulate the power of music, so that people unconsciously surrender control of their own consciousness while indulging in the beautiful sound of his music.

In the past, he relied on these two powers to invade the inner world of countless people, as if he was in a no-man's land, and became a myth among the hypnotists of the Shenzhou Kingdom, making opponents fearful, friends worshipping, and patients reverence.

And now, although he has changed places, times, identities and names, and even his age and appearance are different from before, this is no different for him.

The name is just a code name, the identity can be reconstructed, the unfamiliar place will only bring him freshness, and as for the appearance and the era, it is even more indifferent.

One qiē and one qiē can be repeated.

When Meng Heng walked out of the forest, it was the setting sun, and the sunlight painted a warm tone for the town at the foot of the mountain.

He found a secluded corner and quickly smeared the clay on his face. The young man's dazzling face was gradually obscured, and in its place, it was a mediocre appearance that was too mediocre to be remembered.

In this plane, before he is strong enough to have absolute power, too good looks will only invite trouble, and ...... The identity and experience of the original owner also had to make him guò disguise to hide people's eyes.

Moreover, sometimes, the disguise of appearance and clothing can quickly integrate into the plane more quickly than other means.

Meng Heng stretched out his hand and calculated the time through the shadow cast by his arm, it was about the time of unitary, and it was just right to go back at this time, just in time for the time he had agreed with the family.

It's just that this dress is a little inappropriate. He looked down at the mud on the soles of his feet, and the dew on the branches and leaves that had accidentally hung on the placket of his clothes, and decided that he should go back to his lodgings and change his clothes first.