Chapter 68: Goodbye Red Dust
When I saw Hongchen again, there was no surprise on this guy's face, and there were a few big words written in his eyes - I knew that you would definitely come back.
Dong Wusheng originally had a tsundere face that I didn't particularly want to come to just look at casually, but when I saw Hongchen like this, I suddenly said from the bottom of my heart, "I don't particularly want to come".
"Eh, it's the little beauty here?"
Hongchen was lying on the recliner on his side, still dressed in red, and his eyes were confusing.
Dong Wusheng snorted and walked over and sat down, throwing a handful of coins into the hand of the old bustard standing aside, "Go away, don't be an eyesore here." ”
This time this old bustard and Dong Wusheng came to see the last time they were not the same, this wooden dumb, from the time Dong Wusheng came in, he stood here, and he didn't react when he saw Dong Wusheng coming, and when Dong Wusheng came to him, he stretched out his hand in a daze, and then he got the money, and he was reprimanded by Dong Wusheng, and he didn't leave, so he had to be greeted by Hongchen, so he nodded slowly, and dragged his steps away like a zombie.
It's kind of weird.
Dong Wusheng glanced at the old bustard more, and asked Hongchen in a disgusted tone, "What's the matter with this person, like a fool." ”
Hongchen snorted in a low voice, "The fool is not so obedient, this guy is an empty shell, and there is nothing in the shell." ”
Dong Wusheng was stunned, "What?"
"Don't you understand?" Hongchen sat up and picked up a date from the fruit bowl, "Then let's exchange, tell me the story of you and that yellow-haired chick, and I told you about this fool, how about it?"
Obviously she is the one who came undercover to investigate the news, why is it the other party's people who are asking to exchange information with her now?
But it's just right.
Dong Wusheng pretended to show a little bit of the arrogant expression of being discovered, and handed over the story that had already been made up with a twist.
When listening to the story, Hongchen looked quite focused, unlike in ordinary times, as if he didn't pay attention to anything.
After the story was told, Hongchen half-lowered his eyes and showed a smile, "It's not bad, it's exciting, then I'll be refreshed." ”
"That fool just now, it's my love, we said we'd stick with each other no matter what, but then he changed his mind, so I found someone to drain his soul and make him obey me. ”
As soon as the words fell, Hongchen looked at Dong Wusheng, and saw a stunned look on her face with satisfaction, and laughed out loud.
"Are you lying to me?"
Dong Wusheng was really unbelievable now, hearing Hongchen's laughter, she asked subconsciously.
"No," Hongchen squinted at her reaction, as if enjoying it, "I'm telling the truth. ”
“......”
Dong Wusheng paid attention to Hongchen's expression for every moment, trying to find evidence of being deceived in it, but Hongchen smiled calmly, as if the person who had just said the words of draining his lover's soul was not him.
Drain the soul?
Dong Wusheng felt for a moment that after three hundred years, he seemed to be a little unaware of the world.
People open and close their mouths and talk about the soul, but what is it?
As a god, she maintains the order of the world, and she can't even tell what the soul is, a human being, and actually say that she can dispose of other people's souls so casually.
Agatha's flames are said to have the power to burn souls, but this is Agatha's innate power, and if you ask her what kind of power it is, what exactly is it that incinerates human beings, and makes them appear as if they have no soul? I'm afraid Agatha herself doesn't know.
Draining the soul is a fantasy in Dong Wusheng's ears.
But the man just now did look like he had his soul drained......
Wrong......
Dong Wusheng thought about it for a while, and felt that the man had not actually been drained of his soul.
While the man didn't seem to respond to external stimuli, he wasn't completely unresponsive.
She has also seen people whose souls have been burned by Agatha's flames, although all vital signs are normal, there is breathing, there is a heartbeat, there is a pulse, but no matter what happens, that person will never wake up again, just like a machine without energy, empty with complete functions, but because there is no energy will never start again.
And the man just now, he can not only move and walk, but at least listen to Hongchen's words.
This shows that he is at least conscious, and not completely soulless in an empty shell state.
It's not so much that there is no soul, but more like something is affecting the sanity, something is wrong.
Thinking of this, Dong Wusheng pretended to be stunned and then came back to his senses, annoyed and angry, "You are lying to me at all! What kind of soul is not soul, where is there such a thing!"
Hongchen wasn't annoyed, and glanced at her, "Calamity always knows, right?"
"Yes. ”
Dong Wusheng nodded.
"Don't you think that calamity is like a dead person, whose soul does not disperse and is formed in the body?"
Hongchen's voice was charming, guiding her step by step.
"Really...... Quite like ......."
Although the expression and tone were all pretended, to be honest, Dong Wusheng was a little surprised.
Has mankind's study of calamity reached the point of searching for its origins?
If human beings continue to explore and find out the origin, then one day human beings will realize the existence of the power of order, and the power of order is already the ceiling of this crude world, and when that day comes, this incomplete order will not be far from overturning.
It seems that the era of chaos is also approaching.
Dong Wusheng sighed slightly, and Hongchen had already continued.
"If you think about it the other way, since the formation of calamity is to keep the soul in the body, then reversing this process is not the process of extracting the soul?"
"This ......"
On the surface, calamity is infected by the power of calamity to present such a state between life and death, but if you think about it, why does being infected by the power of calamity make people present such a state?
What exactly does the power of calamity do to the human body?
According to Hongchen, the power of calamity makes people's souls stay in the body that should be dead, and the natural link between the soul and the body is broken, and it is forcibly continued by the power of calamity, which can explain why after becoming a calamity, injury and bleeding are no longer a threat to people's lives.
Dong Wusheng thought about it for a while and found that there was nothing wrong with this logic at all.
She wanted to celebrate human ingenuity.
If what Hongchen said was true, then it was likely that someone among the human race had already mastered the method of stripping away the power of calamity, that is, someone had already faintly touched the outline of the Heavenly Dao.
This is to be an exceptional ascension!
Dong Wusheng couldn't help but secretly marvel.
But no matter how amazing the theory is, it is a theory after all, that old bustard has not been drained of his soul after all, and when he was thinking about it just now, Dong Wusheng also considered the possibility of extracting part of his soul, but after thinking about it, he felt untenable.
The power of calamity forcibly connects the soul and the body, and stripping away the power of calamity will only make the body ashes, and there is no reason for a part of the soul to dissipate if part of the calamity power is stripped away.
As far as the current information goes, Dong Wusheng still prefers that humans just have some kind of method of influencing the minds of others.
Some of the theories about calamity and the soul are just stumbling upon them when the current level of human cognition has not yet arrived.
Looking at Dong Wusheng's hesitant gaze, Hongchen squinted his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "If you still don't believe it, why don't you try it another day?"
Dong Wusheng sighed in surprise, looked at Hongchen, and didn't reply immediately.