"I'm going to go to the banks of the Wang'an River and take Song Zhou to visit that mysterious and powerful man again."

Before leaving, Lao Chen specially informed the senior investigator who stayed behind in the Investigation Bureau of the incident about this matter.

lest you leave the area around the 'garden' and be quietly affected by the lies, so that they can be corrected in time.

After that, with Song Zhou, he hurried to the bank of the Wang'an River in Wang'an City.

……

"Bird: Mr. Apocalypse. I've been monitoring two homes for a while.

Bird: Aside from your previous reminder, Mr. Apocalypse, there are some unusual details. Since then, there have been no abnormalities in these two houses.

Bird: It's like a normal person, living a normal life. There is nothing special about people who come back from the dead, as if they have never died.

Revelation: I see. ”

On the bank of the Wang'an River, Jing Chen received a message from Yu Huanting,

Regarding the two families that he noticed before, there was a situation of resurrection from the dead.

Although no more anomalies have been discovered for the time being, the 'resurrection from the dead' brought about by the advent of 'lies and deception' is certainly different from ordinary people.

This is the authority of the 'lie', and there must be truth under the lie.

The truth may be what Jing Chen perceived before, the person who came back from the dead does not exist, or is only a part of the 'lie'.

It's just that I can't find any breakthrough from this matter.

I just don't know what will happen if he tries to expose this lie.

"Revelation: Just pay attention to the situation of those two families once in a while.

Bird: I will definitely do my best for the organization and Mr. Revelation, it is my honor. ”

I received a somewhat fanatical reply from Yu Huantingtiao again.

Jing Chen put down his phone for the time being, turned his head, and didn't know how many times he looked at the stall not far away today.

At this moment, it is already early morning and noon,

Old man Hong is still pointing out the fate to the fate believers who came.

After today's stall, it is still the old man Hong and his wife together,

Old man Hong's wife still sat from time to time, occasionally stood up, and greeted the guests with a smile next to Old Man Hong.

From Jing Chen's feeling, the old man Hong's wife is still a little out of place with the surrounding world, like an illusory existence.

But it doesn't have the buzzing feeling it had before.

It seems that the influence of lies has been stripped from the old man Hong's wife here.

It seems that the struggle between lies and fate, here fate wins?

Well...... After all, this is the land of fate.

Jing Chen looked at the old lady, and then at the old man Hong,

In fact, it's good to think about Old Man Hong like this, as the spokesperson of fate, or the agent.

I feel that even if this world is broken, it is estimated that he will still be able to set up a stall here under the wings of fate.

Every day, I am happy to spread the guidance of fate, and there is nothing to worry about.

I still remember that before, when Old Man Hong came to his stall to get guidance, he asked when he would be able to attain the Tao.

I don't know if Old Man Hong is considered a good person here.

Jing Chen looked at the long line of fortune-telling stalls on Old Man Hong's side, and after pausing for a while, he withdrew his gaze.

Before turning around, he easily broke the thread on the head of a fate believer.

"Ouch...... Which one of the plagues is throwing things around here...... Eh, what about ......"

"Mom, Master Hong has said it, the trouble comes from the mouth, do you want to ......"

"Yes, woe comes from the mouth, and woe comes from the mouth...... There are strange things, there are strange things......"

Over there, a young man supported an old lady who had fallen inexplicably, but had nothing to do, and walked away all the way.

Jing Chen looked in front of him and saw two familiar figures approaching, and he was finally going to have a guest in front of his stall.

……

Lao Chen took Song Zhou with him, and when he saw this mysterious and powerful man on the bank of the Wang'an River again, it was already close to noon.

In the distance, because every time he left, he couldn't leave the impression of this mysterious and powerful man in his mind,

Lao Chen paused slightly, and then took Song Zhou and went straight to Jing Chen's side.

I can't remember the existence of this mysterious and powerful man, but the characteristics of that fate believer are clear, and here, there are only two fortune-telling stalls.

Song Zhou, who followed Lao Chen, also looked at the two stalls on the bank of the Wang'an River,

Behind one stall is an old couple, the stall is like a market in front of the market, there is a long queue, and some people who don't know where to come from and what they are attracted by keep joining the queue.

Behind a stall, there was a figure sitting alone, with a blood-colored bird on his shoulder, the stall was deserted in front of it, and the pedestrians passing by seemed to be unaware of the existence of the stall, and there were few sights cast on the past.

Of these two, which one is the mysterious and powerful person in the mouth of Investigator Chen?

Song Zhou rolled his gaze slightly, and then he had no time to think about this.

In addition to striding towards the deserted stall with Lao Chen, his eyes also fell on the blood-colored bird, and his heart was attracted by the blood-colored bird.

He seemed to sense an incomparably powerful being, and as he peeked, the incomprehensible greatness revealed more and more in his fragile cognition,

Then, his eyes flickered, and he endured indescribable greatness, and his cognition and consciousness seemed to disintegrate involuntarily,

The flesh and blood of his body were shouting for joy like a pilgrimage, and the blood was surging on its own to leave his body.

All this is natural, without resistance, but when he realizes the great being, peeks into a corner of the great being, what happens naturally,

His humble consciousness had never thought of resisting.

"Sir."

"Investigator Chen, long time no see. My fortune-telling booth here is deserted, but it's rare to have a customer. ”

"Ordinary people don't realize the strength of Mr., and ordinary questions don't need to be answered by Mr."

"Sir, this is an investigator of our Investigation Bureau, and the main path of the Lord of Flesh and Blood is followed."

Lao Chen briefly introduced Jing Chen, the Song Zhou he brought,

Immediately after, he realized that Song Zhou was wrong,

Song Zhou stood in place, looking at the front of him with a blank gaze, blood was accumulating on his drooping fingertips.

Lao Chen followed Song Zhou's gaze and saw the blood eagle on the shoulder of this mysterious and powerful man.

"Keep your head down!"

Lao Chen reacted immediately, and directly reached out and pressed Song Zhou's stiff head hard.

Then, Song Zhou's head was lowered, his eyes were back in focus, and his whole body trembled unconsciously.

It wasn't because of Lao Chen's obstruction that he was able to get out of that terrifying state, which was constantly suffering from incomprehensible information.

Instead, he clearly heard the conversation between Lao Chen and this mysterious and powerful man,

The voice of this mysterious and powerful man seemed to have a special power, like that of the great Mr. Apocalypse.

In his previous state, he could still clearly hear the clear words of this mysterious and powerful man, and these words echoed in his mind, pulling him back.

"Hello, sir."

"Hmm."

Song Zhou trembled, didn't dare to raise his head to look directly at this powerful being, and said in a somewhat humble voice.

Jing Chen responded, looking at Song Zhou's appearance at the moment, raised his hand, and touched the blood eagle on his shoulder that seemed to have fallen asleep.

The Blood Eagle didn't move, just letting Jing Chen stroke its blood-colored feathers.

After eating that tentacle, the Blood Eagle became stronger?

It's still pure, as a flesh creature, the influence of the Blood Eagle on this 'Lord of Flesh' pathway.

But why didn't he feel anything, Jing Chen turned his head and looked at the blood eagle on his shoulder.

The Blood Eagle was still asleep on his shoulder.

After a pause, Jing Chen turned his head again and looked at the two guests who finally came in front of the stall.

In addition to Lao Chen, Song Zhou is also an acquaintance.

From Song Zhou's future, Jing Chen got the first potion formula.

is also because of Song Zhou's direct gaze at him when he peeked into the future, which made Song Zhou somewhat reverent to him.

It's just that Song Zhou doesn't recognize him now.

"Sit down."

Jing Chen handed over the stool, looked at Lao Chen again, and said.

Hearing this, Lao Chen sat down, but Song Zhou still couldn't stop standing trembling beside Lao Chen.

"Sir, based on the information we have now, we have switched our strategic objectives. Priority is given to solving the problem of the advent of the Mother of Life. ”

"We suspect that without the influence of the Mother of Life, lies are not so powerful...... In other words, by solving the problem of the arrival of the Mother of Life, we can break the boundary between lies and truth. ”

"Even if the truth is pulled under the lie, without the influence of the mother of life, the truth is no crueler than the lie."

"I already know."

Lao Chen explained to this powerful man the judgment of the Abnormal Adjustment Bureau and the Divine Revelation Organization during this time,

However, to hear the answer of this mysterious and powerful man, whether it is directly seen from the future, or from the Apocalypse organization, which also maintains ties with this mysterious and powerful man.

This powerful man already knew, and Lao Chen didn't continue to talk about it.

After just a pause, Lao Chen looked at this mysterious and powerful man again,

"Sir, so we wonder if there is any possibility of coping with the arrival of the Mother of Life."

Lao Chen asked.

"What do you want to ask?"

Jing Chen paused, "This question is too broad. ”

"Has the Mother of Life come, and if not, when?"

Lao Chen followed up and asked, his eyes that had been firm were still a little dignified.

Jing Chen looked at Lao Chen and this Song Zhou, and didn't speak again,

Just focus, with questions, try to peek into the future.

Lao Chen lowered his head and waited in silence.

……

"Let's go, I'm on the verge of losing control, sacrificed, see if I can get the information."

in the future picture.

Naturally, the Bureau of Anomalies and the others were still trying to get more information from her.

Although she has always been overly generous, she always gives an answer to most questions.

It's just that Jing Chen saw a person he shouldn't see in this future picture.

In the picture, it is probably a room inside the Abnormal Adjustment Bureau.

In addition to Lao Chen, there are several other senior investigators, and most importantly, there is also a familiar figure of Dao.

Dirty, unkempt, and insects wriggled back and forth in the mud and flesh of his body.

But his face, which was also full of filth, has always been calm and calm.

This familiar figure is the mouse, the sub-investigator of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau.

But this is a peep into the future, not the past, and the rat passed through the portal of the world in the previous advent of the Lord of Flesh, and the sacrifice is almost certain.

Jing Chen looked more at the figure of this mouse, his face, expression, and even spirit were exactly the same as the previous mouse.

But Jing Chen still keenly felt the illusion of this figure, which was not reflected in the picture, in normal cognition.

But he could feel that he was different from his surroundings, and even Jing Chen could feel a thin layer of mist wrapped around it.

Obviously, just like the people I saw before, who came back from the dead.

"If it's okay, I'll go. Come with me, wait for me on the edge, and I'll try to get as many answers to my questions as possible. ”

In the picture, the mouse got up and smiled calmly, saying,

"I'd better go."

A female senior investigator next to her stood up and spoke up.

"Next time. In our terrible world, this kind of opportunity is a must. Don't rob me of my spare heat this time. ”

"I realized that my body was on the verge of losing control. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow will collapse. ”

After the mouse had said another word, he turned and went straight out of the house.

The other senior investigators were silent for a while, and some rubbed their faces, then got up and continued to do whatever was necessary, leaving in different directions, or just following.

And then,

Jing Chen peeked into the future picture, and then returned to that familiar place.

Seeing the familiar, her figure,

She was looking at the swaying plants in the flowerbed, and there was no other movement, like a sculpture.

Not far from her, the approaching rat did not react.

The resurrected rat still seems to be in the state when it was on the verge of getting out of control,

Before she could get close enough to her side, the flesh of her lower body began to crumble, twist, and fall to the ground.

Lao Chen and the others in the distance could only watch, so as not to waste their previous efforts and waste the sacrifice of rats in exchange for the opportunity to obtain information.

The rat, whose body began to change, crawled on the ground and approached her again.

Finally arrived at her side not far away.

At this moment, the rat has collapsed in a variety of ways, and it is difficult to maintain the previous peace in his eyes.

Sometimes madness, sometimes fanaticism, consciousness and reason are like mist in the scorching sun, and just her light touches it, and it has no ability to resist it.

It's just that with the last obsession, I asked the question I wanted to ask.

Then the whole body is like a pile of crumbling sand, collapsing like weathering, disintegrating, and even all kinds of mutations are faster.

It seems that the majestic information has accelerated the speed of mutation of the rat, which was already out of control and collapsed.

In the end, in the distorted flesh and blood, more than a dozen torn mouths shouted out the answers to the questions.

"Fifteen days, fifteen days later......"

And then, like a whisper, the voice repeated over the flesh,

Until the flesh crumbles again and disappears completely.

But this answer is different from what Jing Chen heard directly.

As he had seen the future before, he heard directly from the 'All-Knowing'.

It was an inexplicable voice.

But in Jing Chen's cognition, he can directly understand the meaning,

"The Mother of Life does not come to lies."

That's the answer she gave.

As for the time of arrival, there is no specific answer.

Jing Chen looked at the future picture, the mouse that had melted,

and some were silent, recording the information of the rat sacrifice in exchange for Lao Chen and others.

There was a pause.

Then the picture faded and another picture of the future emerged.

She didn't give an answer about the time of coming.

It doesn't mean that Jing Chen has no way of knowing, he just needs to see the future picture of the arrival of the Mother of Life.

Naturally, I know how long that future picture is still in the present.

……

"Sir?"

"Hmm."

"The Mother of Life does not come to lies."

"There are less than seven days left until the Mother of Life Advent Body descends."

Jing Chen's eyes fell on Lao Chen and the two again, and he peeked into the future picture to get some information and answer Lao Chen's previous question.

"Won't fall into a lie......"

What is a lie, the world at this moment is a lie.

That doesn't come into a lie, that's ...... That special area.

Lao Chen pondered the message given by this mysterious and powerful man,

Both of these sentences are direct answers.

But just as Lao Chen was thinking about it, he suddenly heard this mysterious and powerful man ask a somewhat abrupt question,

"Also, Investigator Tatsu, do you remember the rats?"

Hearing this, Lao Chen raised his head, paused, and nodded,

"Naturally, I remember that although the influence of that portal constantly weakens the impression of him, sometimes I forget that there was such an investigator in the past."

"But when I'm free, I think about it."

"Sir, I suddenly mentioned it because?"