Around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The plane took off and left the American continent.

The three of them sat together, silently saying a word to each other.

At this moment, Luo Yan, who had been on the road, was finally free and had enough time to explore his secrets.

He desperately activated the monocle, and his mind quickly sank into the gray mist space.

After several searches in the gray and black shadows, he finally saw Johnson!

Come on, let me take a good look at your memories!

Suddenly, a gray mist flowed out of Johnson's eyes and merged into the cold pupils of the huge face in the air.

This time, the torrent of memories never entered Luo Yan's consciousness again.

Just through the connected gray fog, he saw Johnson's memories in person, becoming him.

With the suppression of the ghost bones, it is really much safer, and there is no need to worry about being affected at all.

Luo Yan's mind moved, and Johnson's memory quickly passed in front of him like a horse.

From birth to adulthood, all experiences fell into Luo Yan's eyes.

Soon, Johnson's memory came to the present day when the paranormal event broke out.

Luo Yan's attention became more and more concentrated, as if he had incarnated as Johnson, and rushed to the street, and his figure of suppressing the blinking ghost appeared in his eyes.

This guy is really crazy about money, and when he sees a ghost handler, he wants to erase his consciousness and sell it for money, so he doesn't worry about provoking the big guy at all?

However, Luo Yan also had to admit that relying on the ability of monocles, he could indeed kill a large number of ordinary ghost handlers.

Suddenly, Johnson in memory ran up to Luo Yan and activated the monocle.

Luo Yan instantly followed Johnson into the Seventh Middle School and possessed Yang Jian's body.

He watched silently, and soon, the memory came to the sanitarium fragment that he valued the most.

In this memory, the cycle began, and Luo Yan could clearly sense Johnson's doubts and annoyance.

But with the advent of torture, his heart became extremely cold.

It's coming, it's coming, and when I return home, I'll give it back to you hundreds, if not thousands!

Memories cycled again and again, and Luo Yan noticed that as early as the eighty-ninth cycle, he realized the illusion of a disability in his legs.

It's just that Johnson hadn't changed his mind at that time, and still wanted to rely on forced questions to get answers, so in the face of the joint efforts of the two people, even if Luo Yan could control his legs, he couldn't resist at all.

And Johnson's consciousness at that time was already a little crazy, and he only cared about torturing Luo Yan, and he didn't notice the strangeness of his legs at all.

However, in every cycle after that, Luo Yan was not able to perceive the illusion of disability every time.

Eight or nine cycles, I'm afraid only once can I detect the problem.

But fortunately, Johnson calmed down and changed his strategy in that cycle, and he managed to realize it!

And Johnson delayed some time in the hall, which also made him think more, which laid the final victory!

Seeing this, Johnson's memory is almost over.

But among them, there was obviously no secret about himself that Luo Yan was desperate to figure out.

The only issue worth noting is Johnson's choice of anchors.

He chose 3, but the memory of 7 was actually only 2 days ago.

And the memories of my nursing home could not be erased, which led to the emergence of cycles.

In this way, it seems that there is an invisible barrier between the memories before and after my crossing, which can isolate the influence of the supernatural.

Because that memory, after all, doesn't it belong to this world?

But there is a high probability that that memory is false, and the whole crossing may be a scam!

Luo Yan knew very well that it was too simple to shape an ordinary person by relying on the power of the supernatural.

Yang Jian in the original book can easily do it, and in this supernatural world, there will never be only one person who has such an ability.

And if that memory was really created by the supernatural, it could not be erased by monocles, and a more convincing reason was found.

It's just, what secrets are hidden in my existence?

Luo Yan withdrew from Johnson's consciousness and frowned tightly.

He was like a prisoner groping in the dark, but he couldn't find any clues, and he couldn't see any hope at all.

The whole secret, he can't even reveal a corner!

Alas, let's not rush to a conclusion yet, and wait until we go back to find a way to verify the authenticity of the memory.

Luo Yan rubbed his aching temples, looked at the dim cabin, and closed his eyes.

It's a long road.

When Luo Yan woke up, the plane had already begun to descend, and the sun outside the window was still bright, as if it had not changed.

Bumps appeared, and Luo Yan suddenly felt a little heavy on his shoulders.

Turning his head, Cao Lingwei's head was resting on his shoulder, sleeping peacefully, but the corner of his mouth was quietly exposed, oozing saliva, and he was cute in his stupid air.

Suddenly, Cao Lingwei seemed to have consciousness and opened her eyes in a daze.

Shoulder? It's so hard... Headache...

But when she thought about it, she immediately reacted, this is not Xue'er's shoulder!

She cautiously raised her eyes, just in time to meet Luo Yan's gaze.

Looking at each other, the two of them could almost see their own appearance in each other's eyes, as if they were deeply embedded in their pupils.

The flush immediately rushed to Cao Lingwei's cheeks, she hurriedly raised her head, pretended that nothing had happened just now, and threw herself back into Liu Xue'er's arms.

"Oops..."Liu Xue'er shouted softly, but she didn't wake up.

Luo Yan turned his head away, his face remaining cold.

But at this moment, he vaguely heard the sound of his own heartbeat, plopping, as if he was about to pop out.

This... Is this a heart-warming feeling?

Luo Yan was a little stunned, his mind was full of the picture just now.

A pair of sleepy eyes are long and round, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, the eyebrows are long and straight, the nose is straight and delicate, the lip flaps are plump, and the corners of the lips are delicate as carving, full of the tranquility of the quiet years.

Suddenly opened his eyes, clear and pure as an ice mirror, completely imprinted his figure in it.

No, no, isn't it true that ghost riders will slowly lose their human emotions and become cold-blooded and ruthless?

How could I possibly feel like my heart beating!?

Luo Yan frowned, inexplicably feeling that this seemed to involve the secret of his body again.

But he also doesn't want to make a big fuss, and he will be cranky for no reason when he encounters any hint of trouble.

Perhaps, it's just that the extent of his own erosion by the ghosts is not deep enough.

Thinking like this, Luo Yan threw all the charm just now behind and looked at the land outside the window that was constantly clear.

Cao Lingwei leaned on Liu Xue'er's arms, and the blush on her face did not decrease at all, but became more and more red.

Leaning on Luo Yan's shoulder just now, even if it was a little harder, he had an indescribable sense of security.

The glance at each other, although Luo Yan's eyes were full of indifference, she caught a touch of panic that she had never seen before.

It turns out that he doesn't have such a story either.

Cao Lingwei showed a shallow smile, and there was a faint sweetness hidden in the dimness.