Almost the moment Lin Chen finished reading it, the line of words disappeared without a trace in the next second.

The corners of his mouth hidden under the mask were slightly hooked, Lin Chen turned to leave, and when he pushed open the wooden door, Lin Chen thought silently in his heart.

‘16’。

In an instant, Lin Chen's eyes suddenly felt in a trance, just like when he was transformed from a palace to a living room.

When his vision stabilized, Lin Chen was surprised to find that he was in an empty room with white ash painted everywhere.

Oh no, it can't be said to be empty.

Because in the middle of the room, there are also two chairs with backrests.

"Sit down, what would you like to drink?"

There is no doubt that it is still Mr. X, Lin Chen turned his head and glanced at Mr. X helplessly, his tone was a little unhappy, "Mr. X, why do you like to stay behind others and talk so much, in case I have a heart attack or something, you don't want me to get up if I don't have a million-and-eighty-thousand." ”

Mr. X was stunned for a moment, and laughed heartily twice, "Haha, Mr. F said that he was laughing, since this is the case, then it will not be like this in the future." ”

As he spoke, Mr. X calmly picked a chair and sat down, and motioned for Lin Chen to take a seat with his right hand.

As soon as the butt was in place, Lin Chen didn't bother to go around with Mr. X, and said bluntly, "Mr. X, is there something wrong?" I said ugly things in front, it's okay to talk about feelings, and you don't need to talk about borrowing money! ”

"Ahem!" Mr. X was obviously choked by Lin Chen's words, and hurriedly waved his hand, "It's not borrowing money, it has nothing to do with money." ”

"Aha, that's it, then I'll rest assured," Lin Chen responded with a smile, although he was smiling on his face, he became more and more cautious in his heart.

Because, Mr. X was not affected by his jokes at all.

This shows that this is a bit heavy.

"I'll cut a long story short, Mr. F, I want you to join us." After a few seconds of silence, Mr. X said simply.

"Join you?" Lin Chen narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?" Am I not already in this old secret meeting? Could it be that you still have something like Ai Qiyi, and a VIP in VIP? ”

Mr. X decisively ignored Lin Chen's second half of the sentence, and then said, "I believe Mr. F, you have also discovered that there are actually some divisions in our old secret society. ”

"Oh, I understand, just like tofu brains are sweet and salty, there will always be people who will fight on their own side," Lin Chen yawned.

"Although your tofu brain analogy is a bit strange, it is true, as the number of people increases, the concept within the organization also changes greatly......"

"Wait a minute," Lin Chenhu stared at Mr. X suspiciously, and asked word by word, "Mr. X, how come I never heard that there was a core outline of the Old Secret Society?" Isn't it a free discussion? ”

"There has always been, but people's concepts are different, and a Christianity is divided into several factions such as Protestantism and fundamentalism, let alone us," Mr. X sighed, "I believe that Mr. F definitely knows about the outbreak of the world's supernatural disasters a few days ago." ”

Lin Chen nodded and did not speak.

"That's Mr. Z, he is an extremist, and he has coordinated the contradiction between the soul slayer and ordinary people through extreme means, I believe you can also see that Mr. Z is a ghost," Mr. X seemed to be the first time to say so many words, and there was a pause for a few seconds in between, as if he was hesitating to say it in full.

"I know, ghost level," Lin Chen said as he remembered the conversation with Mr. Z in the base that day, and said with a slight feeling, "It's still a ghost who is constantly changing towards humans." ”

"Yes," Mr. X nodded, "then, on the other hand, we are conservatives, and we are committed to maintaining the current situation, in one word, maintaining stability, just like nature, competitors are competing against each other, and we just need to make sure that one of them does not have a problem with the number of them." ”

"Maintain stability, tsk, it's a bit interesting," Lin Chen stared at Mr. X's mask, "Does Mr. X think that ghosts can't be killed?" ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence came out, Mr. X fell into deep contemplation.

After a while, Mr. X sighed, as if talking to himself, "Well, you helped me today and maintained the order of the party, so I can tell you this information." ”

Lin Chen frowned, something was wrong, and his intuition told Lin Chen that the information that Mr. X was going to say next was absolutely incredible.

"Mr. F, how do you think ghosts come about?"

"How else can it be generated? Resentful humans are transformed into death, or some ancient resurrection? ”

"But do you think there are so many so-called 'resentful people' in this world?" Mr. X shook his head, "You've also seen the spiritual disaster, the human fertility rate has actually declined over the years, but the number of ghosts in the supernatural event has not decreased at all, but the growth rate is jaw-dropping!" ”

"Could it be someone who died before the first year of the Spiritual Calamity?" Lin Chen frowned, this feeling came out again, he couldn't remember the events of the first year of the spiritual disaster, and it was the same in Dongshan before, there were really a lot of places where the observer gave himself a memory.

"No, because we have found the most direct evidence," Mr. X smiled helplessly at this, "We seem to have discovered God." ”

……

After leaving the party, Lin Chen stood in the dark bedroom, unable to stop the shock in his heart for a long time.

God?!

Lin Chen recalled carefully for a long time, he definitely never wrote about the concept of 'god' when he wrote the novel, at least, there was no one in his memory.

"But it's true, that Mr. X doesn't speak completely," Lin Chen said and rubbed his eyebrows, after talking about the matter of 'God', no matter how Lin Chen knocked on the side, Mr. X didn't say anything next.

"I hate this kind of bullshit riddle the most, I only speak half of it," Lin Chen scolded resentfully, "You still want to frame me into your conservatives, dreaming!" ”

……

At this moment, in the empty room of the Secret Society, Mr. X still did not leave.

At the last minute, he asked Mr. F if he would like to join the conservative faction.

"I'm sorry, Mr. X, I don't feel this kind of entanglement in the question of whether to choose sweet tofu brain or salty tofu brain, because I don't like tofu brain." Mr. X shook his head slightly, repeating Lin Chen's last words before leaving.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting, maybe that old guy will like people like Mr. F," Speaking of this, Mr. X's tone was obviously much lower, "After so many years, has he really found an impossible way?" ”

"Maybe......"

"After all, that's a god-killing ......"