Lao Itch conjured up two cigarettes again, and asked Wu Xiaoxie or, Wu Xiaoxie took it and didn't light it, just clamped it on his fingertips, and listened to him continue, "It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and when I found that this ability can be transformed from consciousness to entity, and gradually control it, something went wrong." The human mind cannot be restrained all the time, just like a floodgate, when the flood spreads to the front, you can't close it even if you want to. If you can't get rid of distractions, a lot of bad things can mix up and get out of hand. ”

"So one day I came in and saw my mom sitting in front of the sewing machine in front of the door, and I had thrown away the sewing machine that had been there a long time ago, but it reappeared. I was scared to death, and I tiptoed past, and my mom seemed to know that I was back, and she turned her head, and I saw the half of her face facing me, exactly the same as when she died. ”

"I felt like I was going crazy, really, I was going to be driven crazy by myself, and every day after that, I opened my eyes and walked out of the bedroom, and my mom would sit in front of the sewing machine with that horrible face and turn her head and smile at me." Lao Itch squeezed the cigarette to the ground, "I realized the horror of this power, but I am not reconciled, I want my mother back, so I have to find someone, find someone who knows my mother, is familiar with my mother, and has a very clean subconscious, Lao Wu, that person is you." ”

Old Itch stared at Wu Xiaoxie tightly, his gaze urgent, "Only you can help me, Wu Xie." ”

Wu Xiaoxie was startled, "Old ...... Old itching, this is against the laws of nature, and people cannot be resurrected after death. ”

"I know." Old Itch said in a pleading tone, "I'm not greedy, as long as it's three years, as long as my mother can get along with me safely for three years, I'll be satisfied." When I was a child, we would hide behind my mother every time we got into trouble, she was so good to you, you can't bear to let her die alone. ”

Wu Xiaoxie looked at him, he really couldn't bear it, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only sigh and persuade: "Old itch, I can't do this, your mother has already ...... It's already gone, you just let her go with peace of mind, don't force her to stay. ”

Old Itch smiled, his expression was inexplicably a little weird, he said, "It's too late, Wu Xie, you don't understand, this matter has nothing to do with whether you help me or not, I think my goal has been achieved." ”

"When?" Wu Xiaoxie didn't know why, he tried to conjure a cigarette like Lao Itch just now, and tried several times, but his palm was still empty.

"You see, that's it." Old Itch was a little proud, "This is also the reason why I haven't told you before, this kind of power is useless when you do it deliberately, otherwise when I was hungry, I would have conjured up a table full of Han people, it can only be guided, and it will only appear in specific circumstances, which is very difficult, but you did it unconsciously before." ”

Wu Xiaoxie thought of the fusion of the blood corpse of the forbidden sea monkey and the unknown monster that was killed by Lao Itch a few times, it suddenly appeared when he was in extreme panic, he seemed to understand something, looked at Lao Itch, and said: "You mean to say that this kind of power is passive and needs psychological induction." ”

"Yes." Old Itch nodded, "When I was talking to you just now, you must have subconsciously thought of my mother's appearance more than once." ”

Wu Xiaoxie groaned in his heart, this is really out of the ordinary.