"Tell me about it." Freud said nonchalantly.

"Rongge was forced by you to admit that the skull belonged to her and Adler, but you know she didn't tell the truth." Lingling said.

"Yes."

"She didn't say it, but you have a result in your heart. You smell danger in the results of your own guesses. ”

"What result?"

"You think one of those two skulls is you!"

"Very well, but what about the other one?"

"I'm afraid," Lingling continued after a pause, "not human. ”

"What's that?"

Lingling looked at Freud and spat out two words softly: "Behemoth." ”

"Hmph." Floyd smiled coldly, "You're really smart. ”

"Behemoths?" The other skull turned out to be a behemoth? Ziqi said in surprise, he never thought that the other skull would be a giant beast.

In his subconscious, he always believed that only people could have skulls.

"I see." Ziqi shouted loudly, "You said that the skull represents death. Rongge dreamed of two skulls, respectively you and the giant beast, which means, this means that in Rongge's subconscious, he hopes that you and the giant beast will perish together, this, this is what you call a dangerous breath? ”

"That's right." Freud graciously admitted, "Even you understand it, which shows that everything is obvious, and since I represent the truth, there is nothing wrong with what I do." ”

Lingling frowned and didn't speak.

Freud's words seemed to give her a new idea.

Ziqi didn't speak either, because the figures behind Freud were getting brighter and more conspicuous.

Forty seconds!

Forty seconds left!

Thirty-nine.

Thirty-eight.

The air in the dark room is thin and cold, but it is very quiet, like the deep sea.

Ziqi would never believe that after a snap of his fingers, there would be earth-shattering events here.

"Why don't you speak?" Floyd's eyes swept over the two of them with a majestic look, "It seems that you have acquiesced to what I have done, and there is no problem. ”

"Nope." Lingling finally spoke, "No one knows who the skull in Rongge's dream is, not even Rongge himself. Everything is just your own guess. ”

"Hmph, my guess is equal to fact." Freud exclaimed, "Every guess I have made is based on sufficiently detailed observation and sufficiently rigorous reasoning." ”

"I don't think Rongge knows whose skull it is, it's just an ethereal dream, and like most dreams, it doesn't have any real meaning." Lingling continued, "But, you think there is a rift in the relationship between the three of you. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Perhaps, you noticed that Rongge and Adler were very close, so there was panic in your heart."

"Panic?" Freud said disdainfully, "What a joke, you think people like me would panic?" ”

"Yes," said Lingling, "people like you are most likely to panic. ”

"What am I panicking about?" Floyd asked, wide-eyed.

"God, you panic every god."

"What, what?"

"You are absolutely subservient to the Lord you speak of, which means that you regard him as a god. I don't know how much he's taught you, but one thing you've learned is 100% control over your subordinates! ”

Freud didn't speak, but his old eyes were still bright, even brighter than before.

"You are obedient to the God in your heart, and at the same time you want to be the God of others, and this is the state of life you desire. Perhaps, then you will be in a rare balance, and without this balance, you will not even be able to live. ”

The corners of Freud's lips rose slightly, as if to tell Lingling how ridiculous your words were.

"You're like a fish that can only live in water, and this state of balance is the water you live on. As you breathe and get oxygen from the water, you find that Jonge and Adler are very close. You're scared, you're not just scared, you're terrified! ”

The smile on Freud's face was thicker, and his eyes were brighter, as if there was a fire dancing in them.

"Because you know your children too well and you know too well what it's like to live under absolute pressure. You know, if you keep going like this, sooner or later the kids will subvert you. You're scared of that day, and that fear drives you crazy. So, you came up with this idea. ”

"What's the solution?" Freud spoke, his voice unexpectedly old.

"You ordered Rongge and Adler to come to your office every day to report to determine when that day would come. That's why you take the trouble to listen to all their little things, even dreams, because you think there may be clues hidden anywhere. ”

Floyd pursed his lips and did not speak.

But the fire in his eyes was still beating violently, as if telling Lingling, let you say it first, whatever you say, and after that, I will have enough reasons to refute you!

Ziqi opened his mouth slightly, his eyes widening.

Twenty seconds!

Nineteen.

Eighteen.

Ziqi suddenly felt that time was like a knife, slashing through his body one by one.

The pain is silent and there is no escape.

Along with the pain was Lingling's soft voice.

"You can't change your attitude towards them, because as I said, you can only live in this desire for absolute control over others. You can't stop that day from coming, because you're living under the weight of it, and maybe the heart of rebellion is already ready to move. ”

"You," Freud's mouth moved weakly, "you're talking nonsense. ”

Rebel against the Lord?

How could I have such a heart?

It's impossible!

Impossible?

No way.

"In the end, the dream of the skull became the *** of all events." Ling Ling said loudly, "It was just an ordinary dream, but you overinterpreted it. It's the panic that makes you delusional, and Rongge doesn't know whose skull it is, but she's unusually smart enough to know that the dream angers you. Then she clung to a vine like a man who had fallen off a cliff, and that was Adler. She found out in Adler's eyes how to answer your question. It's this reciprocal look that makes you panic even more, more angry, and the delusions start to spread unscrupulously. Finally, Rongge muttered that the skull was himself and Adler. Naturally, you don't believe it, and at this point your delusions have reached their peak! ”

Ziqi slowly closed his eyes because he was scared.

It's like not daring to open your eyes when you get an injection when you are a child, like being on a speeding train that is about to crash into a valley. Ziqi was afraid that something terrible would appear.

Ten seconds!

In the blink of an eye, a life will end.

Behemoth?

The death of that behemoth is by no means simple, and it will definitely set off a chain reaction!

"You insist that the skull is yours because you know that your authority will one day be overthrown by these two men." "But what's interesting is that you think the other skull belongs to the beast above your head, which makes me think that all your disagreements may come from this beast!" ”

The three of them raised their heads in unison, and the huge shadow like a mountain unconsciously quieted down, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep again.

Perhaps, it is dead?

"The skull represents death, and you think, in Jung's subconscious, wants you to perish with the behemoth."

Five seconds!

"This shows that you know that the pressure of the two people in dire straits comes not only from you, but also from this giant beast."

Four seconds!

"So, the rift between you begins with this behemoth. Some things are predestined when you take on the mission of feeding the beasts! ”

Three seconds!

For the first time, a look of pain appeared on Floyd's face, and the flames in his old eyes began to tremble.

"I don't know what the Lord promised you, but I know you could have been happy."

The three words of happiness were like a bullet that hit Freud in an instant.

Happy?

Of course I can be very happy.

I worked for that lord in exchange for the supremacy I have today.

I am the director of the Bureau of Rapid Wind Control that everyone respects and fears.

Who is destroying my happiness?

It's not Rongge and Adler, it's not the two people I love the most!

Isn't it?

Two seconds!

"Please tell me." The spirit held out a hand pleadingly, "The true face of this giant beast, and who the Lord is." ”

Floyd's lips trembled, and he looked hesitant.

At this time, Ziqi, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Don't be stupid! Even I understand, can someone as smart as you not understand? Ziqi roared angrily, "I lied to you, that adult lied to you, all of you's misfortunes started by feeding this giant beast!" ”

Misfortune?

Unlucky?

Freud felt that the world was gradually closing to him.

In an instant, he thought of many people, many things.

In the end, the picture freezes.

It was spring, and the cherry blossoms were all over the sky.

Under the cherry tree was green grass, and he sat on the grass, smiling. Under their arms, there were two children, a man and a woman, and they all smiled brightly.

Floyd's faint eyes dimmed, but a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

In an instant, the smile was gone.

Because, the picture changed suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, the snow was falling and the cherry trees had withered.

He was still sitting on the ground, and the snow was cold to the bone.

Beside him stood a man and a woman, still smiling, but the laughter was chilling.

Because, the boy looked very bad, he lost half of his body, and his smile was extremely hideous.

The girl looked even worse, her face could no longer be looked at, but even then she was still laughing, laughing eerily and horribly.

One second!

"No......" Tears slid down Floyd's old eyes.

It was tears of regret, tears of remorse.

"Behemoths are used to slay gods, and my master is ......" Freud's voice came to an abrupt end.

With a "thump", he fell straight to the ground.

Zero seconds!