When I asked Bluebird, she replied, "Maybe the teacher has something else in mind." ”

Other thoughts? The siren's blade in the dream was slashed at her arm, so she managed to get back to her original form; And if it's split on the brain, it really can't be saved.

I can't understand what this other idea is. Recalling his interactions with the inquisitor, the latter, though somewhat selfless, was by no means callous enough to risk the lives of his students for no apparent reason. There must be something in this that I don't know.

Could it be that the inquisitor is the inner ghost...... No, if he had ill will towards me, I would have died long ago.

Blue Bird looked at the time, "Xiaocao is about to arrive, let's take her car back to the security bureau." ”

"Was it okay to leave her alone before? Wasn't she attacked by old bones? I asked.

"The target of the old bones' hatred is you, and Xiaocao is even more dangerous when he is with us. So I gave her the Secret Amulet and told her to find a place where there were many people to hide. "And I was concentrating all my attention on treating you at the time, and if the old bone sneaks up and takes her hostage, I can't guarantee to stop it first." ”

A moment later, the young woman I had rescued came to us in a white car.

She stepped out of the car and looked at me with a hesitant look on her face.

The blue bird walked up to her and introduced to me, "She is 'Little Grass', and her name is Qiao Licorice." ”

Joe Licorice ...... This name seems to have been used by the blue bird in the dream when she made up the name of the missing young girl, and she actually used the name of her colleague in a hurry because she couldn't make up a name for a while......

I watched the licorice while I was belly scolding the bluebird.

This person is the psychoanalyst that Blue Bird has previously mentioned...... I thought it would be a more "mysterious" person, but in fact, at first glance, it looks like a fledgling working woman.

Having said that, she should be older than the blue bird, why does the blue bird call her "little grass"...... Forget it, it's better not to dig deeper.

While speculating, I held out my hand to her.

"Hello, I'm Li Duo." I say.

She shook me cautiously, "Hello, I'm Qiao Licorice." ”

It seems that she is a little afraid of me, but yes, this is the normal reaction of normal people in the face of hunting serial murderers, it is better to say that the blue bird is not normal.

"And thank you......" she blushed and bowed her head to me, "Thank you for saving me!" I would have died there without you, thank you! ”

Hearing her thanks, I felt as if my heart had been hit hard by something hot, and I hadn't recovered for a long time.

"Hmm...... You are welcome. It was only after a while that I finally said this.

"How?" Blue Bird's face came to my ear and whispered with a smile, "It's still good to be a hero." ”

She quickly stood back with a serious expression on her face. Joe Licorice's quizzing gaze lingered between her and mine.

I involuntarily diverted the topic, "I heard that the blue bird said that you have something to do with me, so you helped her find me in the mountains, what's the matter?" ”

Qiao Licorice glanced at the blue bird again, shook his head and said, "This...... I'll talk about it later. ”

"Okay." I nodded, and then said to Bluebird, "Is it okay to tell me her real name?" Don't people in the Security Service generally use code names? ”

"Xiaocao's code name registered with the Security Bureau is also Qiao Licorice." Blue Bird said with a smile, "It's like using a real name in a nickname on the Internet." ”

"It's okay to use your real name for a codename?" I asked, "So why did you use the code name 'Blue Bird'?" ”

"Because I am a foreign affairs officer who needs to have direct contact and fight with criminals, and I am not positioned the same as an internal affairs officer like Xiaocao. After all, there is no need for internal affairs personnel to even register their code names, it is just a custom of the Security Service since ancient times. "In ancient times, warlocks were superstitious about the power of their names and could be used by other warlocks to curse themselves, so it was quite taboo to tell others their real names. ”

"Superstition...... That is, it can't actually be used as a curse? ”

"Yes." "Actually, the name does contain power, but it has nothing to do with 'using it to start a curse,' and it doesn't prevent the warlock from saying his real name." Furthermore, if a curse can be cast on someone else by a name, what about many people using the same name? For example, if you are the name Li Duo, there are about 600 people in use across the country, so it is impossible to identify you, Li Duo. ”

"I see...... Well? I wondered, "Why do you know that there are about 600 Li Duo in the country?" Have you checked it out? ”

"Ah......h......h Well, it doesn't matter! ”

Seeing that she was embarrassed, I took the initiative to change the subject, "Why do even warlocks have such superstitions?" ”

She quickly picked up the topic.

"Because a lot of warlocks are half a bucket of water. In fact, not only ancient warlocks, but also many modern warlocks also have this superstition. Because most of them have only learned a magic trick or two from one way or another. If they have never been exposed to magic, they may not believe in ghosts and gods at all, and after learning magic, they will be suspicious of everything. But it's no wonder that they're a fairly normal train of thought. "Let's use an analogy...... When you read a time-traveling novel, if the protagonist travels to another world and insists that there are no gods in this world, you may have this thought, 'Everyone else has crossed over, why are you still so brainless', but there is no causal relationship between time travel and gods, right? For the ancients, the mobile phone was also like the magic weapon held by the immortals to break through common sense, but the mobile phone could never be used as evidence to prove to the ancients that there were immortals in this world, unless they wanted to set up a scam. That being said, it's still human nature to think that way. ”

As she spoke, she opened the door in the back of the car, and Joe Licorice entered the driver's seat, and I entered through the door on the other side of the back. The car was moving.

"So......," I asked, "are there gods and immortals in this world?" ”

The bluebird said as a matter of course, "Yes." ”

Then you just said as if gods and immortals don't exist.

"Gods aside, the word immortal, in the world of warlocks, corresponds to 'great warlocks', that is, the top warlocks in the warlock group." Speaking of which, she thought for a moment, "I've heard from others that my teacher fought against the Grand Karcist eight years ago...... It seems to be a sorcerer named Hakuma. ”

I don't know who Hakuma is, but I've heard of the term "Spiritist".

I've fought other warlocks in the past with the undead supported by "it", and some people have said that my undead body is like a wive. The old bones had said the same thing, and the brain and heart could be pierced as if nothing had happened—that was originally the realm of the Spiritist.

I asked Bluebird about the Visionary, and she said, as always, "The Spiritist is the Grand Karcist. Or rather, there are several ways to become a Grand Karcist, each of which is extremely difficult, and one of them is the 'apparition'. Whoever becomes a Grand Karcist in this way is a Spiritualist. The so-called apparition simply means that it becomes able to continue life in the form of a spirit. You know where the difficulty lies, right? ”

This is within my knowledge.

Although the spirit is the source of the warlock's power, it is a very fragile thing, so it needs to be protected by the body.

And a spirit that has left the physical body is like water that has left a container, and it will fall apart in an instant.

It's not that there are no out-of-body spells, but as far as I know, it's by tricking the spirit into thinking that it is still in the body, so that it can temporarily maintain its form in the outside world, and that is only temporary.

And according to my experience, if the warlock's body is destroyed during this period, the spirits that remain in the outside world will also decompose, so I still rely on the shadow of the body.

"Yes, the fragility of spirits is quite fatal, and this is one of the difficulties leading to the apparition." Bluebird nodded, "But there's another level that's even more difficult, and that's ...... For the acquired personality, the physical body is more like the real essence than the spirit body. ”

This sentence was beyond my expectations. In the normal concept of the soul, the body will decay and die, and the soul will continue to exist on behalf of people after the body decays and dies, so isn't the soul the essence?

"Memory, desire, instinct...... Many of the objective elements that make up personality are rooted in the human body and are a series of electrochemical reactions that can be observed at the material level. She, a warlock, actually told me about science, "Personality information is stored in a material medium, and if you want to transfer it to the spirit...... This process will probably become as difficult as actually transferring files from your computer to a portable hard drive. ”

"Is it difficult? Listening to your analogy, it seems very simple. As I asked, I thought about how the existence of spirits would be unnecessary if the flesh had taken care of everything.

"If you continued with the computer analogy, how would you transfer files to a portable hard drive?"

"Connect the portable hard drive first, and then copy and paste the files...... No, cut and paste past. At this point, I suddenly realized where the difficulty was, "Wait, you just said that you really transferred ......"

"That's right...... According to the operating logic of the computer, the only difference between copy-paste and cut-paste is that the latter will delete the original file, and the file that appears on the portable hard disk is two files even if it looks exactly like the original file. "It's the same with personality, something that's actually tied to our biological brain." Even the so-called out-of-body technique is nothing more than a personality tied to a biological brain that remotely controls its own spirit body by virtue of a spiritual connection; And even those ghosts, who seem to be able to speak as much as they did when they were alive, are nothing more than echoes of their lives, and they are no longer themselves. ”

She adds, "A human spirit that exists alone is defined in the common sense of a warlock as a 'spirit that exists as a dead person', while a spiritist who exists as a living person is a spirit that exists as a living person." For them, becoming spirits is not the end of life, but a new beginning in life. And because they are free from the shackles of the flesh, they will not die even if their flesh is crushed and ashes are scattered, and at the same time, they will not be troubled by the birth, old age, sickness and death of the flesh. This is the ultimate pursuit of many warlocks, and it is because they can reach this realm that they are known as Grand Karcists. ”

"According to this theory......" I thought for a moment, and then asked, "Have I been replaced many times?" ”

If my personality is also rooted in the biological brain, then the personality must have been replaced in the past in the process of brain tissue being blown away and regrown. It's a chilling conclusion, but I haven't felt it yet.

She was also silent and asked, "How do you feel about yourself?" ”

"I've never felt like I've been replaced." I say.

"If you didn't feel like you had been replaced during the Majin period, you really haven't been replaced." She said, "With your awareness at the time, it is impossible to misunderstand your own life and death. ”

That is to say...... Is my personality in the spirit body? ”

"That doesn't make sense......," she shook her head, "The combination of personality and spirit means that you can use 100% of the power of the spirit, but can you now manipulate a huge spirit without using the siren blade?" ”

Of course I can't do it, otherwise I wouldn't have hurt my heart last time.

Unsolved mysteries – now I can only describe my condition in this cliché.

But in the hidden world, there are too many unsolved mysteries to be described by common sense...... Even things that can't be described by logic are not unheard of in the last five years.

On the premise that I don't have the conditions to go deeper, I can only put this issue on hold for now.

In the evening, we returned to the Liucheng Security Bureau and entered the lobby on the first floor.

"Let's go and give you a comprehensive physical examination first, you faked your death once before, I don't know if there is any root cause left......" Blue Bird walked ahead to lead the way for me, while Qiao Licorice left first.

I followed the bluebird into the depths.

That's when something happened.

Something suddenly pressed against my back, judging by the touch, it was a thin, hard palm. And at the same time, a fairly definite malice rose from behind me. I immediately wanted to turn back, but my body felt like it was locked.

It's as if a large amount of spider silk has spread all over his body from the inside in the blink of an eye, not only unable to move, but also a strong sense of impatience.

The only ones who can barely move are their fingers, but that's enough.

I immediately summoned the Siren's Blade, and with great difficulty gathered the five fingers of my right hand and grasped it.

In an instant, a sense of power like a group of galloping horses in the veins filled the whole body, clearing all obstacles. Almost at the same time, I didn't hesitate to swing my siren blade and slash at my back.

Standing behind me was a familiar old man, carrying a metal suitcase in his right hand and pressing it to me with his left hand.

Just as I broke free from the restraint and fought back, his face changed dramatically, and he reflexively raised the box in his right hand and used it as a shield to block; The left hand condenses spirituality, forming a short blue knife.

Judging by his movements, he is a man with some experience in combat.

However, this kind of defensive and counterattack posture did not play the slightest role in front of me, and the disparity in strength was so great that no matter how professional skills could make up for it. With a single blow, his posture fell apart under the impact of the force, and the sturdy suitcase with metal shell was torn apart like papier-mâché by the axe, and its contents exploded.

One of the contents took all my attention in the first place.

It was a clear glass box filled with a yellowish liquid soaked in a pale severed hand.

The moment I saw the object, I didn't hesitate to extend my hand to the glass box.

But just as I was about to touch the glass box, another strange hand, neither me nor an old man, grabbed the glass box.