"Phantom, you want to control me?" Zan Mengqi frowned.

The phantom shook his head and said: "You think too much, I don't control you, and I can't control you, but I can let you control yourself, and people's hearts can be stretched, but you are different from them, and I planted a demon seed in my heart." ”

Zan Mengqi's face was expressionless, but he was very puzzled in his heart, if a person is sick, he can know each other, if a person is not sick, how can he get sick, everyone in the world is the same as him, life and death go hand in hand, the flame in his heart blooms from time to time, how does the seed of the demon race enter the heart!

Heaven and earth are changeable, there are many inner thoughts, when a person is faced with the change of things, there will be thoughts, when it touches the eyes, our thoughts will also change, even if the blind person is the same, when touching something with his hands, he will also have thoughts, will distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Human beings have life and death, which is the basis of discerning all things, the things we see are called cognition, the things we get are called ideas, the names of objects are all given by people, the origin of the universe is also caused by people, and the things we come into contact with are all caused by people.

Zan Mengqi quietly tested his heart, and sure enough, an idea came up, this idea was his own, looking at the confident eyes of the illusion, he tried to force this idea out of his heart, but it backfired, and the more he stuffed, the deeper he became.

"Phantom, you are so despicable." Zan Mengqi was a little painful.

The phantom demon smiled: "I just fueled your thoughts, I planted this demon seed when the Taoist priest exorcised the demon for you, I didn't expect it to really come in handy, I know your idea well, you can't get rid of this demon seed, or don't struggle, then you will only be more painful." ”

Zan Mengqi's breath was a little messy, his eyes became blood-red, and his mind gradually became a little blurred, this is the thought, the demon's mind began to control him, and when he looked at the illusion, the surroundings changed, and a man in red appeared in front of him.

"Rubbish!" The man in red shouted angrily.

"Who are you?" Zan Mengqi shook his head and asked.

The man in red had a very explosive temper, kicked Zan Mengqi to the ground with a kick while speaking, and said very arrogantly: "I am you, you are me." ”

Zan Mengqi was panting, leaning sideways and looking carefully, the man in red looked exactly like him, stronger than him, his words were mixed with a lot of domineering, he was puzzled in his heart, and asked again: "How can you be me?" ”

The man in red was instantly angry, kicked and punched, Zan Mengqi wanted to fight back but was suppressed, squatted down and grabbed his collar in a blink of an eye, and said angrily: "I also want to ask you, why are you me, this world is too realistic, how can I be so weak as you, controlled by a little devil, you shouldn't be me, I am the real Zan Mengqi." ”

The man in red punched twice, Zan Meng's nose was swollen and his eyes were swollen, his heart was struggling to fight back, but he still couldn't move, thinking about the words of the illusion and looking at the man in red again, he suddenly understood the reason for controlling himself, this person is his temper, it turns out that he has always been very irritable.

"You are my temper, I am your mind, we are the same person, but also the same body, you beat me because I am cowardly, I hate you because you are strong, but why can't you understand me, only thought can save the people in the world, and being rude will only make people fall into suffering." Zan Mengqi said calmly.

The man in red had no thoughts, his temper became more and more irritable, and said: "How can the world save the people by thinking, those gangsters have never given up violence because of your kindness, this world is a violent world, only by subduing them can it be completely unified, your thinking is very cheap, and my force is the right way." ”

"No, force will only make people more and more miserable, if you use force to fight for the world today, someone will use force to contend with you tomorrow. Thought determines the success or failure of the world, and what the world wants is the thought of justice, not the so-called violence. Zan Mengqi said.

The man in red didn't understand thoughts, gritted his teeth angrily, and punched Zan Mengqi in the face again, not only did he disagree with Zan Mengqi's thoughts, but instead pointed at him fiercely: "Is this your thought?" I beat you, you don't fight back, I scold you, you don't fight back, if everyone is like you, then where does the strong man in the world live, you are not worthy of me, I am the real you. ”

Zan Mengqi wiped the bloodstains, the justice in his heart finally broke out, he slowly stood up, and looked at the man in red is one punch, two punches, or even three punches and two kicks, and the man in red took a few steps back in surprise.

Zan Mengqi roared: "No one can change the idea of justice, even violence can't stop its value, you want to conquer the world by force, but you don't know the consequences of using force, although the idea is not as strong as you, but its outbreak is incomparable to you, the illusion let you fight me, then I will let him see, how strong this righteous thought is." ”

The man in red said angrily: "You can only quibble, there is only one person between us who can survive, and that is me." ”

Brush!

The red man punched, Zan Mengqi's face was solemn, in order not to make more people sacrificed, he dodged sideways and caught a punch, the man in red was surprised, and punched again, Zan Mengqi then caught another punch and said: "The thought of justice will never be erased." Instantly hit back with one punch, two punches, and several punches in a row knocked the man in red to the ground.

"Kill me!" The red man roared.

Zan Mengqi shook his head and said: "You and I are one, killing you is tantamount to killing me, the world needs thoughts, and it also needs force, we are friends, brothers, and confidants, how can we kill each other!" ”

The man in red still refused to accept it, and shouted: "I don't need to think, since it is a failure, then you will kill me." ”

Zan Mengqi squatted down and put his hand on the chest of the man in red, the blazing flame made him a little uncomfortable, and gradually the man in red disappeared, and there was a black mark on his chest, and the two finally fused into one.

Zan Mengqi sighed: "Don't worry, I will make good use of you, and you will also make good use of me." ”

"Damn!"

Brush!

A black mist attacked Zan Mengqi's body, and the phantom instantly grabbed him to the ground, Zan Mengqi couldn't do it at all, and was instantly stimulated into a yin-yang mirror, and was held in his hand by the phantom.