This tree is different from ordinary trees, the tree bears colorful fruits one by one, if you don't know about these, I'm afraid you will inevitably be curious for a while, and Ling Qianyu knows what these fruits represent.

Everyone who comes to the black poppy comes with their own desires, and what is inside these fruits is really the desires of those people, as for why those desires are in it, the black poppy organization has a rule, that is, anyone who leaves from here will have his memory extracted, so this is the origin of those fruits.

The more beautiful something is, the more poisonous it is, isn't it? This is the truth, Ling Qianyu put his hand on the tree, the tree shook as if it knew him, and finally a fruit fell down, Ling Qianyu's mind moved, and the fruit fell on his hand.

"It's time to get paid." The dangerous eyes narrowed, his hand clenched suddenly, and the fruit turned into a red light to guide the direction, and Ling Qianyu moved to follow.

In a certain company's building, Ling Qianyu's sudden appearance frightened the people inside, but the person quickly calmed down, and Ling Qianyu said in a cold mechanical voice, "Half a month ago, you took a hairpin from the Qing Dynasty in exchange for black poppies for your desires, and now it's time to get paid." ”

"Wait, the pay, haven't I already given it?" The man was visibly confused.

Ling Qianyu shook his head, "No, no, don't get me wrong, your hairpin is not enough to offset the equivalent exchange, if you want to exchange it for something of equal value, you need to exchange your luck for the next year, what is your opinion?" ”

People are greedy, and they can destroy a lot of things for a little profit in front of them, and the equivalent exchange extracts only something that is not enough to worry about, so naturally people will choose to continue trading.

Sure enough, the man nodded again and again, luck or something, he didn't have this thing at all? If he had, he wouldn't be so unlucky now.

"Okay, in that case, then I'll draw your luck for a year." As soon as the words fell, a brilliant bottle appeared in Ling Qianyu's hand, and that person didn't dare to say anything presumptuous when he saw this kind of operation.

The bottle flew up from Ling Qianyu's hand, and finally stopped on the person's head, absorbing a trace of red light without the person being able to see it, and finally flew back into Ling Qianyu's hand, and the person fell straight on the chair and had passed out, because Ling Qianyu had erased his memory by the way.

At last he disappeared as if nothing had happened, and no one paid attention, and the person on the chair slowly woke up, and he only thought that nothing had happened to him as if he had slept for a while, because his mind had completely lost the memory of that period of time.

Black poppy tissue.

Under the big tree, Ling Qianyu opened the bottle in his hand and integrated the red light into the fruit, this tree is a symbol of people's desires, and it is precisely because of desire that they have the existence of this organization.

Isn't human desire the deadliest poison?

Seeing that trace of red light blending into the fruit, Ling Qianyu closed his eyes and didn't know what to say, the big tree echoed him, and a colorful light rose from the ground, and these lights surrounded the tree.