"Grievances, nightmares, heavenly doctors."

"Heavenly Doctor... That's probably in the "rescue". ”

At this time, the original misfortune that belonged to Li Jia alone had become invisible.

Only these three traces are solid and luster.

The word Heavenly Doctor is like a warrior, and he continues to entangle with the nightmare, but unfortunately it has no effect, and the resentment is like a cold woman, hanging on one side, ignoring foreign affairs.

"It seems that Li Jia's 'price' is not so easy to eliminate, but fortunately, the word 'calamity' has faded to the limit, and it is almost a state that can be scraped without a layer."

After putting away the book of life and learning about the distant affairs, he beckoned, and the little paper man came over holding the stone under the feet of the black shadow man before.

There were some black blood stains left on the stones.

Zuo Dao's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what to do.

"I've got to wait, I've got to get ready..."

And so, it's night.

Zuo Dao, who was asleep, opened his eyes suddenly, he got up a little stiffly, his expression was slightly wooden, he first picked up his mobile phone and quickly typed a conversation inside, but he didn't send it, and then began to close the curtains around the room.

After that, Zuo Dao went to the living room and took out a bundle of red candles from the drawer under the TV cabinet.

He took one of the candles and lit it, pointed it against the tea table, waited for the wax oil to drip a little, and then with a twist of his wrist, he placed the candle root in the wax oil that had not yet cooled to fix it, and so on.

Finally, the plurality of red candles formed a peculiar arrangement, and the left path moved slightly sluggishly, turning off all the lights.

It also made the living room only the faint candlelight flickering.

At this point, Zuo Dao sat back in the middle of the sofa and sat down, he stared at the tea table expressionlessly, and then beckoned, and a small paper figure placed Li Jia's life book in the center of the candlestick.

The moment the book was placed on the table, the candlelight on the tea table exploded and accelerated the burning.

Seeing this, Zuo Dao's hands were pinched continuously, and finally fixed into a handprint with one hand facing inward and the other facing outward, and a gap was revealed in the middle of his handprint, and he raised his hands high, and the gap was aimed at the middle of his eyebrows.

The left lips silently smabbled for a few breaths, and then opened his eyes, and a thin layer of slightly cloudy light appeared in his eyes, and then he moved his hands slightly, aiming the gap between Chengyin and his right eye,

His voice was dry and astringent:

"Check the number of the book of fate, and explore back and forth—"

As soon as the words fell, the book of life began to tremble, as if it was about to float away at any time, but it was suppressed by an invisible force.

Then the flame of the candlestick arranged on the left road turned into a fire snake of the Dao Dao, which converged above the book of destiny to form a quaint text that does not exist in this world.

Immediately, his eyes went black, and his consciousness was withdrawn from his body into an indescribable space.

There are streamers all around, and the streamers seem to be very afraid of this outsider, and every time they try to crash into the left lane, they will suddenly change their trajectory.

"The power of the Book of Destiny can be applied normally."

The thought flashed through the left lane, where consciousness was in an unknown place.

"Interestingly, in the past world, it was very troublesome to use the book of fortune to explore the past and the future, and even the number of times I successfully performed it and entered this place was not much, so I was half an "old monster" at that time......

"Is this the convenience of a 'mysterious and active' place?"

That's what he thought.

Zuo Dao wants to explore Li Jia's past through the ability of the book of life, so as to find out if there are any secrets hidden among them, and the effect of the book of life is like pulling out the soul of a person to read the memory in a novel.

Its power lies in the fact that as long as you get the other party's 'life book', whether it is to check the past or explore the future, most of the time it will rarely hurt the owner of the life itself, and it is even more difficult for the parties to find out, the only difficulty is in the ability of the holder.

Because of this, most of the time people who know the law of the book of life are very taboo by others, because such people just need to let go...

That's really trying to make you die, you have to die, or it makes so much sense to die.

It is precisely because of these strange abilities that the "practitioners" of the past world will pay special attention to the secrecy of their birthdays, because there are too many methods, as long as they can get the relevant information of the parties, they can make "articles".

And now the "practitioners" of the world are almost the same truth, they need to hide their abilities in particular, except for their closest comrades, others can only analyze the abilities of this person by observation.

This has led to the battle in this world, and there will hardly be a "dish name" link.

When they fought each other, everyone paid attention to killing each other silently, and then the ashes were raised.

After a moment of wandering, he was finally ready for the official stage.

In reality, there are more than 30 small paper figures floating around Zuodao's body, and his physical body is already completely ownerless at this moment, so it is necessary for the small paper people to do the work of the multiple external protectors, and he doesn't seem to feel at ease if he doesn't protect it on the hour.

Some of the small paper people recited the incantation that only needed their own spiritual essence to be effective, some held the spell water with the effect of warding off evil spirits and sprayed it continuously, and some grabbed a handful of spiritual dust crystals from time to time to arrange the road barrier, and the house was not lively for a while.

And the soul threw himself into the left path in the book of fate, and then whispered:

"Come back."

Suddenly, the streamers scattered in the unknown space reluctantly surrounded Zuo Dao, and he was carefully identifying his target.

At a certain moment, Zuo Dao's invisible hand grabbed a red streamer.

"Let me see your past." The consciousness of the left path exudes fluctuations.

The red streamer flickered, and it came out of its hand and merged with the rest of the streamers to form a long corridor.

Images began to flash, and the hands of time began to recede.

The first thing that appeared was the comatose Li Jia, who was full of needles, tubes, tubes, and even various instrument patches, which is now Li Jia.

After that, Li Jia who fought not long ago, and then the conversation in the Hung Ji porridge shop, the pictures and content in which made Zuo Dao watch it repeatedly, especially the picture of Li Jia shown by the black shadow man to Li Jia at that time in the memory of fate.

"After he was subdued by me and wrote his fate, he discovered that something was wrong, and it also contributed to the events of the day, in fact, if there was no Li Jia, everything would have erupted in layers of concealment?

"So what did Li Jia find?"

Zuo Dao thought so.

After identifying the doubts and key points, he dialed the time to what caused Li Jia to be like this, so that as soon as his mind moved, the scene of the Corridor of Fate changed, and the corridor began to find out what was in line with Zuo Dao's thoughts.

More than a month ago, abandoned factory, rooftop.

Li Jia suddenly slapped half of his cheek.

"—you forced me."

After saying this, he left with Duan Qiang's corpse.

In the void, there was a small paper figure watching all this, and it scratched its head, as if it was a little puzzled by what the other party meant.

However, due to the small paper figure in the shape of a single shadow, under the consideration of the limited ability to hide, Zuo Dao chose to order a retreat at that time, because he had already mastered Li Jia's order book at that time, and chose a less risky arrangement.

But it was also from Li Jia's words that Zuo Dao always maintained his interest in what Li Jia would do in the future.

And at this time, he already had to find a suitable time to explore the other party's past thoughts through the book of life.

Try to see if you can bypass the blind spot of the effectiveness of the ritual and dedication that Li Jia said.

With Li Jia leaving, Zuo Dao found out that something was wrong at this time.

"Why didn't the Corridor of Fate continue to go back in time? How did it stop here? ”

As soon as this thought came out, he prepared to evacuate Li Jia's letter of life.

But then he heard a voice, like whispering in his ear.

"You-"

"What are you looking at?"