Chapter 171: Don't Let Psychosis Treat Psychosis
"Tsk!"
In a dark alley.
Behind most of the piles of clutter.
A terrible scream suddenly broke the silence.
If you look for prestige, you should find that it was a black cat that killed a gray squirrel with its paws.
It turns out.
In modern cities, there are fewer and fewer cats that can catch mice.
Looking at the blood oozing from his feet, Jiang Sheng wrinkled his nose in disgust.
It's not a cleanliness guy, but it doesn't like filth either.
"What to do with this thing?"
While applying a cleansing spell to his paws, the black cat asked the flesh doll sitting nearby.
"Ya yes (using a spell to extract its flesh and stuff its flesh into my spell, anyway, I can eat as much meat as I want, because I will digest it with spiritual power)."
The flesh doll snapped its fingers in joy.
(As for the puppet, I'll feed back the rest of it.) In this way, the more the flesh and blood on its body is replaced, the stronger the puppet will become. Of course, you can also engrave spells on it yourself, just like you would draw a talisman.) ”
"I don't know how to draw talismans."
Jiang Sheng shook his head lightly.
Who knew that in the next second, the flesh doll transmitted everything she knew about the talisman to the black cat's head.
I have to admit it.
Sharing specific memories with wraiths has become almost the primary way Black Cats learn spells.
Of course, such a plan also requires the active cooperation of the wraith.
Otherwise, even if he devoured their spirit bodies, Jiang Sheng could only grope for their past in batches, according to the depth of their memories.
After all, the lives of resentful spirits are quite long, and it is not something that can be done overnight to digest all their memories.
So Jiang Sheng still doesn't know the curse of the silk mosquito and the cage girl.
One of the reasons for this is that it doesn't want to be strong.
The second is also because the memories of the resentful spirits are too complicated.
Devouring a little spirit is not enough to understand them completely.
Jiang Sheng can absorb the spirit body to obtain the memory of the spirit body.
However, what it can obtain at a time is usually only the deepest memory.
"Ahhh
The flesh doll clapped her hands impatiently and urged.
(Also, if you want the rat to retain a little sense of self, don't destroy its brain.) On the contrary, it is okay to feed me its brains, I like to eat them). ”
"I see."
The black cat's pupils drooped slightly.
"Twitter."
Immediately after, the rat lying on the ground began to twitch violently.
In a dark alley.
Behind most of the piles of clutter.
The screams continued, and red-black blood splattered everywhere.
At this moment, no one knows yet.
This will be a "sign" of the birth.
When the black plague beast comes with the wind, there will be insect swarms to cover the sky and the sun, and there will also be rat infestations that are rampant.
It's like a plague in the apocalypse.
is waiting for proliferation, and spreading.
……
Xing Tao has been thinking about it that day.
She had been wondering if she should have listened to the advice of some strange story.
Then, go to visit your father.
The image of the white-haired boy, and the words spoken by the other party.
It was always like a morning mist, lingering in the girl's mind.
It lingers and does not disperse.
That's a weasel to be sealed.
The girl remembered the gossip on the Internet again.
However, he didn't ask me for a seal either.
Xing Tao's heart is extremely entangled, especially after experiencing the threat of the Associated Press.
She had already begun to try to see her father from a different perspective.
My dad him.
Maybe not a pure villain.
The girl thought.
The boy who can give people good luck also said that my good luck is in the hospital.
So I should visit my dad.
Finally, Xing Tao made up his mind.
So in the afternoon, she came to the inpatient department of GHC Hospital again.
"You say, you want to visit Mr. Yang regularly?"
As Yang Fuxian's attending doctor, Xu Ming frowned slightly and looked at the girl who was standing in front of him.
"Yes, so I'd like to talk to the doctor about you and see which days of the week are more convenient."
Xing Tao lowered her head embarrassedly.
After all, she had said before that she wouldn't come back often to bother with treatment.
"Well, in fact, at the moment, Mr. Yang's condition is still not stable enough."
Dr. Hui's expression stiffened slightly, but his tone remained gentle.
"But if you want to visit as a family member, there is naturally no problem, including the hospital, which will try to cooperate. Then I'll talk to the nurse, and then Miss Xing, when you're free, just come over directly. ”
"Yes."
Hearing this answer, Xing Moss's face unconsciously showed a little joy, and then bowed slightly to Xu Ming.
"Then it's a hassle for the doctor."
Obviously, although she never said much from her mouth.
But in her heart, she actually attaches great importance to Yang Fuxian.
"Don't bother, these are all things I should do."
Xu Ming smiled and waved his hand, then pointed his finger to the depths of the corridor.
"Well, then, go see your father first, and I'll come back later, remember, don't irritate him."
"Well, thank you, doctor."
Xing Tao once again expressed his gratitude to the doctor.
Finally, he walked to the innermost ward behind him.
Meanwhile.
Almost at the moment when Xing Tao turned around, the corners of Xu Ming's mouth lost their smile.
What the.
Why is this girl still here?
Shouldn't her relationship with her dad be bad?
Could it be that there is something wrong with the intelligence?
Ah, I want to get rid of her.
No, this girl is Yang Fuxian's daughter.
And Yang Fuxian is your most important experimental subject now.
If you do it rashly, it is likely to lead to the failure of the whole plan.
Hold back, you can't kill this girl, at least you can't do it yourself.
Ahh
Xing Tao has very little understanding of Yang Fuxian's condition, and even she doesn't know that her father can "predict" the car accident.
And this.
Undoubtedly, it is the result of some people in the hospital secretly operating.
In the white aisle, a feminine-looking doctor stood in place.
The look in his eyes kept changing, and finally stopped at a quiet smile.
The light of the incandescent light fell on the side of his face, making the smile a little more eerie.
It doesn't matter, the plan is almost complete.
So it doesn't matter.
……
"Twitter."
At the same time, inside the intricate sewers of Rakdai City.
There were a few rats with their heads tilted, and they opened their blood-red eyes.
(End of chapter)