Back at the new Nanshan Hall Pharmacy, Jon showed the crystal ball to Dundra.

"It's simple, you go to Moses and let him inject some dark magic, and then you can release them!" Dundra and Rolf were rocking around in the backyard on the recliners!

"Jon! Luckily I ordered some roast beef from Mrs. Evelyn yesterday, otherwise everyone would have gone hungry at noon today! Caroline grumbled in the kitchen.

Jon hurriedly apologized, and said that he would go to Sayre City in the afternoon to rescue the people!

"Roast beef is on the table, you and Angela go eat it! The taste is very good. Sister Caroline took Jon's bread and took it to the kitchen.

Jon returned to Searle in the afternoon, and Moses waited until late because he was out on a mission! More than 30 people were released from the crystal ball at once that night! Then I used amnesia powder to amnestize these people, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening!

Camila and Daron were also sent home by Jon.

Maybe it's because Camilla is very resistant to amnesia powder or because she's been stimulated too much, she's been very depressed and always asks what Daron was doing in the afternoon?

She said: "She dreamed that she was kidnapped by bad guys! And in a cage! ”

It seems that this time the stimulation for Camilla is indeed not small!

Jon, back to his store in Searle City in the evening, now that everything in it has been moved to Yania, the letter left for his father on the table has not been touched, and Jon can only sleep on his bare bed!

Jon entered the Inquisition, and Mark should have been too lonely to talk to Jon endlessly. Jon found that although this hand did not have a complete memory, he did know a lot of things that he did not know.

"Mark, how can a person be removed from being infected by an evil spirit?"

Mark crawled around the judgment table, as if the matter was a little tricky: "Has the spirit been infected?" If the mental power is infected, then there will only be distraction! If not, then it's much easier! ”

"The so-called distraction is to cut off the infected part of the consciousness, so that you may lose part of your memory! If the spiritual power is not infected, you can just expel it, but the spiritual power used to expel it is stronger than the evil spirit! You're not talking about yourself, are you? ”

Jon is a little embarrassed!

"Come, I'll show you!"

Jon was a little hesitant, because a place like the Genshin Space could not be put in if it was not a reliable person, and once someone had ulterior motives, then it was possible that it would be impossible to recover!

"Don't worry! If I'm not good for you, then I'm not locked up here again! You'll never get out of that! And you can just let me in with a little mental power! I don't want you to die. ”

Jon finally agreed!

Mark took a look at Jon's native space, and when he came out, he was like a madman, spinning around the table, rolling and turning his head while scolding loudly: "What kind of world, this still doesn't let people live!" ”

"This time I'm making a lot of money, I can avoid being locked up for many years!"

Jon looked at the crazy Mark until he had finished venting and asked like an intellectually disabled person, "Is crazy enough?" ”

"Excuse me! So excited! Mark propped himself up apologetically with his four fingers and tapped his index finger on the table.

"I want to say, it's really rare for you to have a primordial spirit at such a young age!"

"What I want you to see is the evil spirit consciousness, where did your focus go?" Jon is also speechless, he cares about life and death.

"Ahh I've seen that, you just need to find a fifth-level magister! Mark said disapprovingly.

"You're so easy! Fifth-level magister, do you think it's cabbage? ”

"Then use your mental power to harness the magic of expelling attributes and expel it!"

Jon suddenly felt that what Mark said was in vain! Just turned around and ignored it.

"Grab that pollutant and force it back!"

"How old are you?" Jon asked suddenly.

"It must be tens of thousands of years old!"

"You're so old, can we talk reliably?" Jon gave Mark a roll of the eye.

"Huh! How can I be familiar with the breath of the evil spirit? ”

Mark took a big spin on the spot! "Ilham! That's right, Ilham! ”

"Who is Ilham?" Jon remembered the passage that the tailor next door had spoken when he died, and the voice that appeared in his head during the auditory hallucination had also mentioned "Ilham!" ”

"Ilham is Frederick's wife!"

"Frederick, the god of the gods?" Jon's eyes widened! Isn't the god of gods the god-king? The wife of the dignified god king turned out to be a demonized evil pollutant! How ironic!

"Are you sure? You can't talk nonsense! ”

"Sure! What's uncertain about this. Mark swore his promises.

Jon let go of his mental power and found Ichiro Yamamoto, and directly and unceremoniously grabbed him to the Inquisition. Ichiro Yamamoto, who was like a dead dog, had a long period of weakness after his beast transformation, and now he was as weak as a dead dog and raised his head and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the majestic judgment seat.

At this time, Jon was so radiant that he couldn't see his face clearly!

"Ichiro Yamamoto, are you guilty?"

"Huh? What is this place? How did I get here. Yamamoto, who was muttering to himself, suddenly had his hair raised, and when he looked up, he saw a long sword of light hanging high above his head! He felt that the sword could go straight into his head at any moment.

"Ahh I was wrong! I know I was wrong. ”

"Confess all your crimes, and if you don't tell the truth, you will be scattered forever!"

"Yes! Yes, yes. ”

Yamamoto began to confess the crimes he had committed one by one, and whenever he wanted to avoid the serious or get by, the divine light of the sword of Damocles above his head would stab his scalp, and he immediately dispelled this thought.

Before this time, Yamamoto had given fifteen people to the "evil spirit" of the "Ancient Head" through a sacrifice in exchange for a bestial potion, and then he intensified his trickery to go around to his villa, and then collected the crystal ball to prepare to start the sacrifice at the time of the blood moon.

This method of sacrifice of his came from a white man called Alberta; He had never seen the man masked, and had never seen it again, and had taught him this method.

At this time, Ichiro Yamamoto had already felt the sword of Damocles above his head, which stabbed his scalp painfully; I was so scared that my pants got wet.

Fifteen lives, this Yamamoto Ichiro is definitely not a pity to die.

However, Jon thought about it carefully, and it seemed a little cheap to let him die like this!