His brain suddenly became slightly dizzy, and Wei Wei had a sense of dislocation in a trance.

Some of the things that I have always remembered are now full of cracks like broken glass.

The memory is fake, and Father Ann does not exist?

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……

Wei Wei slowly closed his eyes, and he could feel his heart beating.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and his eyes seemed much calmer.

A lot of weird demonic powers, always starting to erode from people's hearts, making people self-doubt, wavering, and finally defeated, and now what he encountered, although it also made him feel a little strange in his heart, but he still quickly adjusted his state.

The more undetermined the heart, the more likely it is that the devil will take advantage of it.

Wei Wei never doubted himself.

What if one day you suddenly found that everything in the world was proving that you were wrong?

Of course, it only means that something is wrong with the world.

He turned suddenly, and walked straight towards a row of rooms on the second floor of the courtyard.

Walked to a room on the far left side of the hallway, with a dark purple door and a small dusty stove next to it.

In my memory, this was Father Ann's bedroom.

Wei Wei also used to roast sweet potatoes and peanuts in this small stove to eat.

Pressing the handle, the door of the room closed very firmly, Yu Wei took a step back and kicked the door open.

"Hoo ......"

The stale smell behind the door stirred, and a musty smell came to my face.

Wei Wei narrowed his eyes and looked into the room, and as expected, there was nothing that matched his memory.

It's not even a bedroom, it's just a storage room.

The walls are stacked with tattered furniture, even farm tools, and piles of miscellaneous items and garbage.

In the corners of the ceiling, you can even see thick cobwebs intertwined.

It seems that every detail tells me that there are no people living here at all.

But Wei Wei was still very patient and slowly squatted down among the musty debris.

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Old things, as if with a kind of decadence forgotten by life, quietly leaning on the corner.

It seemed that everything was normal, but Wei Wei still patiently searched for it.

Demonic power can do many unthinkable things, and even cut off some of the logic in things now.

But it's not going to cut off the logic and get everything back to normal.

All, some ......

No matter what kind of traces, there will definitely be them......

Wei Wei, who was thinking like this, swept his gaze over the black hole room little by little, and bloodshot appeared faintly in his eyes.

This makes him have a faint layer of blood in his field of vision, but his ability to see in the dark is also much stronger, his gaze penetrates the darkness, and the most important thing is that in this state, he will give birth to a more sensitive and stronger intuition than usual.

After a while, he suddenly realized something.

He raised his hand violently and ripped off the debris piled up in front of him.

The huge movement made the nuns and others who were watching blankly downstairs tremble, and Wei Wei's eyes were full of dust.

He stared at one place, slowly approached, and crouched down.

On the wall, there are many children's graffiti drawings.

There are dancing figures, there are small people praying around the campfire, and there are small people who are roasted on the fire.

But Wei Wei was attracted by a somewhat strange symbol in this graffiti.

It was a rose with a twisted clue, the strokes were extremely immature, and the rose was very awkwardly drawn, like a wriggling mass of flesh.

But Wei Wei looked carefully, watched, and slowly took a breath.

In my mind, some memories began to emerge automatically, overlapping quickly with the graffiti in front of me.

Flesh Rose.

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couldn't describe the shock in Wei Wei's heart at this moment, he couldn't even control his expression at all, and grinned.

He'd seen it.

Three years ago, the leader of the demon family, codenamed "Red Rose", was on her wrist.

This is the mark of the family she formed.

The Demon Family likes to design their own unique logos, and the Red Rose Family is no exception.

After reading the information countless times, I already knew everything about them, such as their names, heights, personalities, and for example, the bright mark on the wrist of the head of the family, a bright red rose pattern formed by the wriggling of flesh and blood......

Wei Wei would see this pattern in his dreams every night, but he never thought that it could be in reality.

He reached out to touch the mark, but his palm was shaking.

I was actually afraid in my heart, afraid that this mark was fake, and when I touched it lightly, it would be shattered like a dream......

But he was brave enough to touch the pattern.

At this moment, the heart almost jumped out of the chest, and then, the intense joy instantly poured into the heart.

According to official reports, as well as news reports of the Scrap Iron City, members of that family had been killed three years earlier.

But if they were really just an ordinary, spontaneous gathering of demon believers, just like the results of the investigation, and there were only a few people in total, and all of them were killed by themselves, then how could their logo appear in the Faceling Church?

It's simple, it's great.

It's been three years, and I've been reluctant to accept the fact that they're all dead.

I have always believed that they must have other accomplices, other teachers or believers, or something.

One day, you can meet on the street or anywhere, sit down, and have a quiet drink.

But there are times when I realize that my enemies may all be dead.

He doesn't like this state, and whenever it appears, he immediately shifts his attention and stops thinking about it.

How is that possible?

How could the enemies all be killed by themselves, they were just somewhere, waiting for them like old friends.

So he searched, searched......

…… Until this moment, he saw the red rose again.

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The surrounding sounds seemed to fade away, and only the sound of the heart beating a drum hit the brain at once.

Wei Wei looked deeply at the mark of flesh and blood that seemed to have come to life.

Not a coincidence and similarity.

It's no coincidence, it's the same imprint, its distortion, its vivid weirdness, it can't be imitated.

Vanishing Father Ann.

A mysterious family that worships demons.

The flesh rose is painted in the form of graffiti on the wall.

At this moment, Wei Wei only felt that the blood vessels in his brain seemed to be beating suddenly.

It seems that some things that are already desperate, scattered, that I think are irrelevant, and that I intend to forget forever, suddenly seem to be pierced by an invisible thread, and they seem to form a whole to some extent.

Lack of clarity because the most critical parts of it are missing......

…… But it doesn't matter.

Wei Wei shook his head vigorously, and his eyes shot with surprise.

Flesh Rose.

Since this sign has appeared again, it shows that there are really some secrets in the events of that year......

There really are a few other people out there.

Great, great.

What is it, who is it, and what is important?

It turns out that it's really not over yet......

For a certain moment, Wei Wei even felt that this flesh and blood rose suddenly illuminated his world like a beam of light.

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"Haha, haha......"

He couldn't help but laugh, and jumped down the stairs briskly, walking with a feeling of dancing.

Downstairs, the old nun and the others were trembling, they had already discussed whether to go to the police, but the phone was in the office on the second floor, they didn't dare to go up to call, and because the tricycle in the church broke down, they didn't dare to just run away like this......

This person......

Or this madman, his skills are simply so good, who knows if he will catch up with him as soon as he escapes?

In a panic, they watched in horror and horror as Wei Wei jumped down from the second floor, and even took a dance step.

The kind of square dance.

"What did he find, and why was he so happy?"

They looked at the excited Wei Wei and wondered, but they didn't dare to ask.

In a panic, Wei Wei, who passed by them and seemed to be finally leaving, suddenly turned his head to look at them.

He raised his gun violently and pointed it at the fat cook.

With a gentle smile on his face, but there was no doubt: "Take off your pants." ”

"Huh?"

The fat cook almost fell to his knees with weak legs.

I didn't know what this guy wanted to do to himself, but in the face of the black muzzle and the smile on the other party's face, he didn't dare to refuse, trembled, stretched out to the belt position, and then took off his pants with a ruthless heart......

It was a pair of tight briefs with a strawberry pattern on them.

Whether it's the pattern, or the size, it doesn't seem to be supposed to be worn on this fat cook's body.

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"I'm really not mistaken, I even remember such a disgusting thing, how can I remember the only good thing?"

Wei Wei looked at the underwear he was wearing, and the smile on his face seemed to become a little brighter.

The finger that hooked the trigger gave birth to a strong desire.

But Wei Wei forcibly held back.

It's not illegal to wear underwear, and I wear very innocent underwear.

And in his memory, although the fat chef's eyes staring at Xiao Qiqi from behind were so annoying, it was perhaps because he and other friends reacted quickly enough to escape with Xiao Qiqi in time, and nothing specific happened.

What's even more regrettable is that this obscene and hateful fat cook has indeed not been infected by demons......

After a long time, he sighed, suddenly put the gun away, and kicked the fat cook in the crotch.

In the screams like killing pigs, Wei Wei turned to leave, his steps relaxed.

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Behind her, the old nun's face suddenly turned pale, and her body trembled violently:

"I remember, he's the demon boy......"

"Isn't he dead?"

He ...... He's back from hell......"