"Danger happens the moment you feel safe. ———— Thieves' Codex

Luo Lan remembered that a senior thief once said: Ninety-nine percent of the danger comes from one's own carelessness.

When he humbly asked what the remaining one percent was, the senior glanced at him and said lightly: "By chance." ”

So he took this sentence to heart.

And now he couldn't help but smile bitterly, could it be that his luck was really so bad that he met the legendary accident?

He leaned vigilantly behind the wooden door, no matter who came, the dead bodies and bloodstains outside would surely attract the attention of the other party.

So what will the other party do? Will he leave as if he didn't see it and choose not to cause trouble? Or will he step in rashly and thus lift the bloody curtain? If it is the latter, Luo Lan's hand once again clenched the hilt of the sword, everyone is selfish, and for their own safety, they have no choice but to sacrifice this person who may have nothing to do with it.

When he tightened his breath and tensed his spirit, as prophesied, "accident" did happen.

When the sound of horses' hooves was almost about to enter the range of the wooden house where he was, it unbelievably rushed to other places and went into the distance, leaving only the sound of Luo Lan's "thumping" heartbeat.

Although Luo Lan never believed in gods, at this moment he put all the names of the gods he knew in his mouth and recited them, hurried out of the house and moved the body inside, and cut some branches and thorns and grass to cover up the blood stains at the door, and then re-entered the house and calmly closed the wooden door.

The whole world went into darkness, except for the gaps in the roof and wooden walls that leaked through the white spots of light.

He closed his eyes, was silent for more than ten seconds, and then slowly opened them, and after special training, his eyes quickly saw everything in the darkness clearly.

Then he leaned down and quickly changed the clothes of the two.

He carefully fiddled with Rundit's body, his fingers pressed and kneaded on the joints and muscles, this set of techniques allowed him to thoroughly understand the strengths and strength of Rundit's body, so that he could imitate it more thoroughly, he was like a fine anatomist who did not let go of any small details, the crooks of the arms, the back of the ears, the tips of the fingers, The curvature of the spine, this guy has no scars on his body due to his talent, and his bones are well-proportioned and strong, except for the imprint on his chest, there are no overly striking features on his body, he nodded with satisfaction, unless it is an extremely close person, others will not pay attention to some subtleties at all, and those "friends" of Lundit have killed him, and he is no longer afraid of being seen through.

He took out a polished oval metal plate from the position of his heart, and by the faint light, his face was clearly reflected in it. It is a heart guard accessory made of black crystals mined in the Rammichtor Mountains, and its hardness is extremely strong, and its size is quite limited in its defensive effect against ordinary weapons, mainly to deal with the intrigue between fellow thieves, who tend to attack small and unrecognizable needles, thorns, and bristles.

Only if you know how to attack, you can know how to defend, and you can also see from Luo Lan's defensive means what kind of attack method he prefers.

The reverse side of the hedron is covered with a concave film that can be firmly attached to the skin without falling off, and its front can be used as a mirror for camouflage at any time.

He felt a dagger from the corpse of a swordsman, and quickly trimmed his hair to the same as Lundit's in the mirror.

After thinking for a while, he cut off the other party's hair a little, waited silently for a while, and found that the hair did not grow as fast as the muscles, and it was indeed the same as the other party's memory, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

The rest is the key part.

If you want to play a person, in addition to the appearance needs to be similar, camouflage is not just clothing and hairstyle, it is the most superficial technique, at best, it can only be called superficial dressing.

A person with complex feelings, his expression and temperament are the most difficult to imitate.

There is often only a line between arrogance and ordinariness, Luo Lan recalled the appearance and expression of Lundit, trying his best to imagine himself as the other party, under the strong self-suggestion, his face is gradually beginning to undergo subtle changes, the corners of his mouth begin to bend downward, his eyebrows are raised upward, his chin is slightly raised, and his eyes are adjusted to the feeling of emptiness, so a domineering and annoying face appears.

Not only that, but the posture of the body standing has also changed slightly, and it is difficult for ordinary people to notice the changes, but if there is a familiar person judging from the back at this moment, he will not hesitate to call out the name Lundit.

For some time afterward, he would slowly and unconsciously change this in front of everyone, until he was most accustomed to mastering it.

After absorbing the memories of the other party, it is not an exaggeration that he can imitate some detailed habits to the point of being true, or that they are exactly the same as himself.

So far, while everything has gone as planned, there is one thing that he did not expect.

Luo Lan moved his complicated gaze to the unconscious Arendit, he didn't expect that the other party had natural ability at first, and this secret didn't seem to have been known by anyone other than himself, which was not surprising, even if he was stupid, he wouldn't brag about his ability to save his life everywhere, otherwise as long as someone who was a little careful could easily judge the difference between the two based on this alone.

Talent is a unique ability of some higher races on the continent, and legend has it that the ability given by God is often used by some gifted races to elevate themselves, as a basis and proof of self-sustaining over ordinary races.

For example, dragons are gifted with dragon power and breath, black elves have night lurking, dwarves have petrified armor, centaurs have archer souls, and so on.

Only a small part of the humans on the Apollo continent are favored by the legendary gods to have talents, but they are also weak compared to other races.

Luo Lan's talent is quite special, it can be said that he is strong or weak, because theoretically, he can absorb the memories and brain vitality of all living beings. However, it is very troublesome to use in practice, and there are three restrictions when attacking, one is that he must stare into the opponent's eyes, and the opponent needs to be unprepared in advance, second, the more determined the person, the longer and more difficult it is for him to use his ability, and the third is that once he starts to use his ability, he cannot be interrupted, otherwise he will suffer backlash.

Moreover, he can only absorb the more impressive memories in the minds of others, and after that, for those memories that are too fragmentary, he needs to sit down and ask for the information he needs in steps similar to magical meditation, and over time, those memories that exist in his mind will naturally pass.

Since he knew that he had talent, after several years of repeated and diligent repetitive training, he was able to quickly send out his ability and attack the other party, and also imagined the ability to exert in various emergency situations, such as trying to absorb another person in a short period of time after absorbing one person's memory, but the result was a headache, and it took half a month to return to normal, although he tried to shorten this time later, but he still didn't dare to try that painful feeling easily,

Judging from all the talents known now, none of them can compare to such a strong talent as Arendit, this is simply an anti-heaven level!

However, in a world with a balanced structure, any overly powerful ability must have certain limits, and there must be secrets that he has not yet unearthed.

It occurred to him that the Landiston family was a cursed family, and that no one in the family would live to be fifty years old, could it be for this reason?

The similarity between the two, the same talent, and the same mark on the chest, isn't this enough to explain the origin of his body?

He took a deep breath, took a few steps and opened the closed narrow door in the room, a cold air inadvertently brushed his cheeks, raised his head to look at the spots of light that leaked out of the dense layers of leaves in the sky, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he made a silent mockery of everything in this world.