"It's not soul transfer, it's soul dementorship." I correct the words of the great general.

The Oda clan has the strongest dementorship in history, and its birthplace is also in the sinkhole of Mt. Fuji. It is said that during the invasion of China in World War II, some of the disciples of the Oda clan joined the Japanese espionage system, and used spiritualism to confuse high-ranking officials of the Nanjing government many times, and obtained quite important information.

Spiritualism is quite weird, as the Great General said, it can control both others and oneself.

For example, when you cast a spell on someone, they will be in an illusion for a long time. If you cast a spell on yourself, you will fall into illusions and you will not be able to extricate yourself.

It is precisely because of the weirdness and complexity of this strange art that the Oda clan regards it as a treasure of the town sect, and it is easy not to pass it on to the next generation of disciples, so as not to cause self-harm.

"If there is a connection between Zhao Tan and the Oda Clan's Soul Dementorship, then things are even more confusing. I went to Japan, and it was also related to spiritualism-" The general was a little speechless, and shut up in time, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

I can completely understand that the "Head Swap Operation" is a top-secret plan controlled by the top management of the Yellow Flower Society, and the disguise technique is just one of them - to transform the general into a Jade Fox Zen, in addition to this, there must be other extraordinary means as an auxiliary.

If there is a dementorship to help, then even the most difficult enemies will be controlled by the magic, and the general's flaws will not be seen.

On the other hand, if there are dementors in the enemy camp, it will not only put the general in extreme danger, but also threaten the internal security of the Yellow Flower Society.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to brace myself." The general's brow furrowed.

Her right hand hung down involuntarily and pressed against her right side of her waist.

A short gun can solve the problem, and if Zhao Tan's danger increases further, I also agree with the general to take the necessary action.

"Lao Sheng is dead, Cha Ye will follow." I reminded her, "Dealing with Zhao Tan will only result in a lot of chicken feathers." ”

"There's no good way, look at Lao Sheng's appearance, after being completely controlled by the soul dementorship, he has become a lowly slave in front of Zhao Tan. Do you want that? I don't want to anyway. The general's emotions were a little excited, and he slowly drew the short gun stuck in his waist.

"I have to go and find out Zhao Tan's tone, there is really a problem, and it is not too late to cut the grass and eradicate it." I say.

Actually, my mood at the moment is very complicated, just like when I eliminated Zuo Fengshou in the Japanese base.

While destroying the enemy, all clues are destroyed, and all the pursuit is back to square one.

Just like all archaeologists, historians, and artists are full of objects to study when they face the Mogao Grottoes, but in the same way, all objects of study are floating on the surface and cannot be explored deeply.

The main reason for this passive situation of "not going deep" is that many clues have been artificially cut off. The previous researchers' thinking was too arbitrary, their methods were too crude, and they only cared about completing their own research topics, leaving no room for latecomers, so that modern people who studied the Mogao Grottoes did not even have the opportunity to "pick up people's teeth and wisdom".

Heroes come out of troubled times, and strange moves come out of chaos.

Only when the sea crosses can the true character of a hero be revealed.

What I really hope is that the Mogao Grottoes, which have been renovated, will not be dressed meticulously like the daughter-in-law who is about to pass through the door, but will preserve the original historical appearance as much as possible, so that researchers can have a place to talk.

In the same way, the bigger the storm in the rivers and lakes, the clearer the heavenly opportunity that the general and I can glimpse will be, and we will be able to survive the chaos and then be able to grab the fruits of victory.

After killing Zhao Tan, all the changes will be poor and white, and there will be no room for maneuvering.

It is understandable that the general is afraid of spiritualism, because once she enters Japan, she will have hundreds of pairs of eyes around her at any time, and she will not dare to make the slightest mistake.

Killing all the people who are proficient in spiritualism is probably a panacea that can give her complete peace of mind.

"Give me a few hours, and then you can dispose of Zhao Tan at will." I say.

I can't guarantee that I'm completely out of the control of Spiritualism, but I'm willing to give it a try.

Seeing Lao Sheng's death, I can think that if this kind of tragedy is not stopped, more people will become victims of Zhao Tan's "dragon species" theory in the future.

"You have to think about it, the realm of spiritualism is not what you can imagine." The general had the intention to stop it, but in the end he didn't say anything to forcibly block it.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?" I laughed self-deprecatingly.

The general shook his head: "Mr. Long, in fact, you have a lot of ways to go, and you don't necessarily need to take risks. Trying these dangers lightly doesn't seem to help us solve our problems. I only have one comrade-in-arms now, and once there is a problem, I will really call the heavens and the earth ineffective. ”

"We're here to help, and we're all about the same thing." I said with deep feeling, "It is precisely because of this that I am willing to take this risk and figure out Zhao Tan's problem." Can you guess? How shocked was I when I saw Lao Sheng in a car accident? An inconsequential layman will definitely attribute the car accident to an accident, but it can't be such a coincidence, Lao Sheng just came here to listen to Zhao Tan's teachings, and he crashed and died when he went out? Have you ever noticed that his driver, one of the three people who came in the backyard, was wearing a suit and tie, which was noticeably different from the rest of the people's attire? It's that person, too—"

The general nodded silently and made a "understood" expression.

That Buick business accident, the problem is all on the driver.

In terms of road traffic conditions at that time, even novice drivers who had just graduated from driving school knew to avoid buses, construction trucks, and trucks as much as possible when driving.

Compared to those big guys like "mobile fortresses", the trolley is no more sturdy than a matchbox. Once scratched, the car will be seriously damaged, not to mention this kind of super serious accident of back impact and front rear-end collision.

"I'm going in." I pointed to the door of Zhao Tan's bedroom.

"The driver of that car...... Alas, this kind of spiritual thing cannot be strictly defined. Even metaphysical experts can't fully understand what happened at the moment of the crash, let alone ordinary people. The general sighed.

"If we don't make a move, Zhao Tan and his ilk will be even more unscrupulous." I said, "This is our country and our nation, if we don't save ourselves, who will save us?" ”

I've always disliked high-pitched and touted myself as a national supremacist. However, on that day, the Kou Oda clan's soul dementorship came to the doorstep, and we were still ignorant and even opened the door to steal, which was completely suicide.

What if you don't pay attention to it, cover your ears and steal the bell? Isn't it even more terrible?

Many years ago, the predecessors of the rivers and lakes warned - the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

A capable person should act as a dam to cut over the flood water and protect the safety of the villages downstream. In doing so, the individual receives no benefit and may even give his or her life. However, this is the responsibility of the strong.

Just like the revolutionary ancestors a hundred years ago, if you don't make a revolution, you can live a life in peace. Or, steal your life, live obscenely, and slowly die in the shadow of the colony.

Those ancestors invariably chose the revolutionary road of "preferring to die standing rather than lying down" to save the country, and exchanged their personal death for the life of the nation.

At present, it is the turn of our younger generation to do our best for the nation, and whoever cowers and retreats will be a revolutionary hypocrite.

Without further delay, I walked forward and knocked softly on the bedroom door.

Since it is a negotiation, it is necessary to go in with dignity and debate openly, rather than taking "assassination" actions.

I knocked on the door twice, and Zhao Tan responded: "Please come in." ”

This time, his voice has returned to its original state.

I pushed the door in, and Zhao Tan had already sat up, leaning on the head of the bed, with his legs crossed, facing the door.

"While you're sleeping, something happens outside. I think it's important for you to talk about it seriously. I walked over to the desk on the side, pulled out my chair, and sat down gently.

The bedroom door was not closed, and it was believed that the general had moved to the side of the mirror, silently observing the situation in the room.

"I've said everything I need to say, and I've said the same thing countless times, don't ask me again, I don't know anything." Zhao Tan said.

I stared at his face, my mind swirling rapidly, and I weighed the name "Southern Song Dynasty Emperor's Lineage" dozens of times.

"You're Japanese?" I asked suddenly.

Most of the countries in Asia are of the yellow race, and as long as the people of China, Japan, South Korea, and New Zealand do not speak, Westerners will not be able to tell which country they are facing.

"I'm not." Zhao Tan denied it.

"You're from the Oda clan?" I pressed on.

Zhao Tan shook his head: "Of course I'm not, what do you say, I don't understand." ”

"If you're not mistaken, you should have the Oda clan's fire badge on both of your feet?" I ignored his negative answer and just kept asking.

According to the data, the coat of arms of the Oda clan is a Chinese character for "田" surrounded by small snakes.

Of course, the final pronunciation of the character "田" in the Chinese and Japanese systems is different, but the Japanese character originated from the Tang Dynasty in China, and the writing and pronunciation have their origins.

"What do you say? I don't understand. Zhao Tan shook his head.

He had socks on his feet, which are still wet.

After "bathing" him in the car wash yesterday, I only found the car washer's work clothes, not socks, so I didn't change them. After arriving at the bungalow, there was no respite from repeated battles, let alone a trivial matter such as changing socks, and I didn't care about it at all.

"Take your socks off." I say.

Zhao Tan just wanted to shrink his feet, but we scurried forward and clasped his ankles with one hand.

It was easy to take off his socks at the moment, but instead of rushing to do it, I continued to stare at his face.

The Oda Clan's Foot Badge is just a gang mark, and I'm looking for more than just a badge, but to see through Zhao Tan's inner world and find a way to suppress his soul dementorship.

In an instant, I saw the color of Zhao Tan's eyes change greatly.

Originally, he had black eyes and a slight yellowish tinge like all dark-haired, yellow-skinned people. All of a sudden, when I was clasping his ankle, a cloud of gray smoke poured out of his eyeball—I don't know how to describe the change, I could only describe it as "fogging of the eyeball." Then, the gray mist drifted away, and his eyes were shrouded in two clouds of colorful light.

My original intention was to force him to use spiritualism to protect himself in the face of his predicament, in order to confirm his identity as a member of the Oda clan.

The two identities of the Oda clan and the descendants of the Southern Song Dynasty emperors are not contradictory, and they can be concentrated on one person.

I believe that this time, Zhao Tan will be able to give an answer that satisfies me.