"Boom ......"

As the flames fell, the firelight instantly lit up the surroundings, and Zhan Jingyi saw clearly at this time that the surrounding area was densely packed with corpses, men and women, piled up like garbage.

The temperature of the fire light became larger and larger, and as the temperature began to rise, Zhan Jingyi could even feel his flesh and skin very really, and began to make a sizzling sound.

Soon, the fat under the fur began to be baked out by the flame, and the aroma of roasted meat spread along the burnt pores.

Seeing that the fire in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, at this time, Zhan Jingyi's nervous mind that had been tense gradually relaxed a little bit, and the light in his pupils became lazy.

What is it?

Is it a hallucination?

In Zhan Jingyi's mind, his thoughts began to turn rapidly at this time, and as he thought quickly, some strange thoughts flashed in his pupils from time to time.

Hallucinations affect sight, smell, taste, hearing, and sensations, and indeed allow oneself to experience the taste of being burned by fire.

But Zhan Jingyi can be sure that this is not an illusion, because he is a spiritual awakening, all mental power mutants, and the passive ability is the soul guard, which is enough to be immune to most illusions, even if he can't be immune, he will make himself vigilant.

And not to enter a dream-like place for no reason, as is the case now.

"It's not a hallucination, and it's not my physical ......"

Zhan Jingyi's eyes stared at his little burned body, this was a very thin body, not his own body at all, this should be a child's body.

After seeing the body being burned in front of him, Zhan Jingyi's eyes stared around, he couldn't speak, but it didn't affect his voice, because he had already thought of the answer.

"In addition to hallucinations, there is only one answer that can affect my five senses, memory! I don't know how you did it, but if it's your memory, then ...... Check out mine! ”

When Zhan Jingyi spoke, he had already closed his eyes, and those unbearable memories, the memories that were blocked in Zhan Jingyi's heart, poured out like a tide.

"The burning of the fire, how can it compare to the anger in my heart, come, let you see my memory......"

In the depths of memory, the door was pushed open, and in the dark corridor, Zhan Jingyi was locked in a room, and in the bloodstained house not far away, two women, one big and one small, were looking at Zhan Jingyi through the darkness.

In that woman's empty eyes, there was no kindness like an angel, just empty, godless, staring at Zhan Jingyi, as if she had a lot to say to him.

As soon as the picture turned, in a brightly lit operating room, Zhan Jingyi was lying on an operating table, his body was full of countless tubes, and the pain in his body seemed to be cut by countless knives, making him unable to breathe.

At this moment, the pain is like an invisible palm, clenching your heart, and it feels like you are going to suffocate to death in the next moment.

"Click......

In the flames in front of him, there was a sound of crumbling, and the surrounding flames and corpses began to blur little by little.

"Listen carefully...... Can you hear the sound of a scalpel cutting through your body? ”

As Zhan Jingyi's quiet voice came, countless fragmented memories surged out like a tide, and the infinite pain and sorrow brought the known suffering of mankind to its peak.

"In this world, you are not the only one who has experienced pain, your pain is only for a moment, and my pain is for a lifetime!"

"Ahh

A piercing scream seemed to break the entire picture in front of him, and in an instant, Zhan Jingyi woke up from this memory picture.

……

I saw a black shadow jumping up from the top of Zhan Jingyi's head, turning around and letting out a terrible scream, not to run, but to stand the picture he saw, and was scratching his head frantically, even the pain that the evil ghost couldn't bear, that was Zhan Jingyi's inner world.

Zhan Jingyi stared at the little ghost in front of him, twisted his neck, looked up and looked around, only to find that they had not entered the factory at all, but stood in front of the villa.

At the same time, there were not only himself standing in front of the villa, but also Song Liangliang and the three of them, as well as the shadowless one he had seen before.

On everyone's head, there is a little imp as thin as a monkey, constantly spitting out its slender tongue and exploring deep along their mouth and nose.

After Zhan Jingyi woke up, the little ghost who jumped off himself in front of him curled up in a ball, staring at Zhan Jingyi with fearful eyes, as if he had seen Zhong Kui.

Yes, he was in pain, the pain of feeling his body turn into char little by little, and every time he thought about it, it made him resentful.

It's just that when he realized Zhan Jingyi's memory, the kind of operating table that was more terrifying than death, really made him feel that kind of torture, and recalled the pictures in his memory, including anger, sadness, irritability, despair, hatred, disgust, and other negative emotions, which exploded in his mind, completely refreshing his understanding of pain.

Zhan Jingyi ignored this little ghost, and looked at Song Liangliang beside him, on everyone's head, the thin doll, with his hands and feet, hugged their heads tightly, covered their eyes with both hands, and covered their ears with his feet, and his slender tongue went down his mouth and then poked out of his nostrils.

It turned out that the lingering stench came from like this, everyone's face showed a hideous fierce light, and their expressions were constantly distorted, as if it was particularly painful, it should be the same as their own just now, experiencing the torture that these little ghosts experienced before their deaths!

And these little ghosts, at this time, were closing their eyes, greedily sucking the good memories of the host below them, and their intoxicated expressions were the same as those addicts in the big smoke house, and they also turned a deaf ear to Zhan Jingyi who woke up next to him.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, Zhan Jingyi frowned, thinking of the lingering stench before, it turned out to be like this, his stomach couldn't help churning, and he spat out a mouthful of spit.

Zhan Jingyi thought about it for a while, seeing that Song Liangliang and them were not in any danger for the time being, so he ignored Song Liangliang and them for the time being, and came to the little ghost curled up in the corner and said, "In your memory, who is the last man's face?" ”

Looking at the foul-smelling little ghost in front of him, Zhan Jingyi frowned, he was very strange, why did this little ghost have the face of that god in his memory.

Faced with Zhan Jingyi's problem, the little ghost kept scratching his hands on the ground, but he still couldn't express what he meant.

"Can't speak?"

Seeing that the little ghost seemed to be unable to express it, Zhan Jingyi simply didn't waste time here with him, and directly opened the summoning door and summoned the undead skeleton warrior over.

"Here you go."

Seeing the little ghosts curled up in the corner, Zhan Jingyi didn't want to waste it, and the skeleton warriors who were also undead ate them, maybe it was a big supplement.

Hearing Zhan Jingyi's words, the undead skeleton warrior nodded, and with a mouth, a black light directly rolled the little ghost into its mouth, and "Titicaca" followed by a chewing sound, which was creepy.

Then, Zhan Jingyi pointed at a few little ghosts that were still lying on the heads of others, and the undead skeleton warrior comprehended, a black light flashed, and several little ghosts were eaten by it.

As Zhan Jingyi lifted the summoning, the undead skeleton warrior disappeared into the summoning space, and without these imps, it didn't take long for Song Liangliang and the others to gradually begin to regain consciousness.

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