In the middle of the night, on the scorched earth where the flames were rising, Lin An suddenly felt his connection with the ugly head tremble.

Buzz Buzz......

His vision seemed to penetrate a long period of space and time, walking in a fog.

Prophecy!

Compared to Zheng Ling's prophecy ability, the prophecy technique in the head, which can be said to be a waste level, has worked again.

But this time, it seems that what I saw was the last time I saw the picture, Chen Shuyun, who was lying on the bed, had a dagger stuck in her chest, and Chen Xinmi, who was sitting on her, held the dagger high and inserted it into her chest.

"Why do you make this prophecy repeatedly?"

Lin An looked at the head in his hand with some confusion, and rolled his eyes at him, "You ask me, who do I ask?" ”

What do you want!

At this moment, Lin An's eyes widened in unison, the thick mist swayed, and a huge large-character iron frame was revealed next to the bed, on which a mournful and wailing figure was tied.

As he struggled, the chains rattled.

With antlers on his head and a handsome face, he is Lin An!

And at this moment, there is also a dagger stuck in his chest, and blood sprays out as if he doesn't need money!

"I'm Cao!" Lin An looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Awesome!" The head widened and the eyes widened and exclaimed.

With the agitation of emotions, the fog surged, covering all the pictures again, Lin An held his head and floated in the mist with his head, this seemed to be Lin An's mental space.

Oh, no, it seems, it is.

Lin An didn't know what Zheng Ling's prophecy technique was, but the prophecy technique of the head seemed to be an individual's ability to obtain information from the collective conscious environment.

At this moment, he and his head were in the mental space, looking out of the translucent walls around him, and one figure after another was yelling.

Clown face, former boss Lao Liu, Da Su Su......

Everyone seemed to have strong emotions, everyone didn't know what they were calling, faintly, hazy, dull rumbling, and it was so uncomfortable to hear.

In the end, Lin An frowned and looked at the old Liu, Liu Yuanmou, who had always been scolding, and this thing seemed to be very happy.

As he condensed his gaze, the fog surged again, and Lin An's figure appeared again in the picture.

At this moment, he looked determined to die, and the rhythm of his spirit surged with hesitation and resistance, but his heart burst with infinite excitement.

Lin Anhe looked at this scene with a strange expression.

"For Mao, in your prophecy, I don't have a good one?" Lin An really couldn't help it.

The head grinned, indicating that it was innocent, and this prophetic power was not something it could control.

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha~~~"

The sharp laughter was particularly distorted, and in the mirror next to Lin An in the picture, Lao Liu was laughing wildly, waving his hands, "Andy, Andy, let me out, this is my last chance!" ”

Lin An turned his head to look at him and sneered, "Ling is already dead, don't make a fuss." ”

"No, no, no!" Lao Liu was a little anxious, "You let me out, the back hand I left behind has finally played an effect, this is my last chance!" ”

Lin An looked at him a little excitedly, his eyes widened, his expression distorted, and he smiled, "But what to do, you're dead!" ”

"I didn't! I didn't! Lao Liu pulled the mirror in front of him hard, "My heart, Lao Zhang's heart, is alive in your heart, I'm still alive, I still have a chance!" ”

"Andy, if you study in the master-apprentice game, Lao Zhang and I are both good to you, you let us out!"

Lao Liu began to play the emotional card, patting the mirror hard, "You see it, you see it, my spirituality, my spirituality is working, you let me go out~~~~"

'Lin An' still only sneered, "You're dead!" ”

"Andy, I'll ...... you"

Lao Liu's scolding did not stop, and a Miao knife with terrifying power pierced through the mist and slashed towards Lin An.

The fog surged, and Lin An held his head and detached himself from this prophecy picture again.

"Miao Dao?"

Lin An was stunned for a moment and looked at his head.

The head shrugged his eyelids, "Who do you ask me?" ”

“！！！”

Why is my spirituality such a virtue! I want to beat it up!

Lin An rolled his eyes, and suddenly realized that his past self seemed to be really lying flat, and he was actually very indifferent to many things in life.

It's my business, it's your business—that's the attitude.

Well, I used to be like that, who can blame me.

Lin An frowned and thought, Miao Dao? This seems to be Professor Cao's weapon, he splits himself?

Did Professor Cao have a problem, or did he have a problem?

It seems possible, Professor Cao is making some dangerous attempts, and half of his body has become a large banyan tree and is overgrown with roots.

But it's also possible that Professor Cao succeeded, and he became a lich because of his continuous strengthening?

Lin An looked at his head again.

The head looked at Lin An innocently, blinking, bulingbuling.

“！！！”

The fog surged, and Lin An and his head returned to the mental space again, but this time the prophecy technique seemed to be still running, and it did not stop.

Lin An sighed a little, "How good it would be if you could use this prophecy technique well, the cultivation of the transcendent path is too dangerous, too paradoxical, and often makes people lose their way, maybe the prophecy technique is the best plug-in." ”

The head sneered, "Don't forget, prophecy is also a kind of witchcraft, it comes from the same power that distorts the mind, wizards and witch hunters themselves have no future, where did the prophecy come from." ”

"Rely too much on prophecy and you'll only be taken to the ditch."

"That's right, you think so too, otherwise you would have gone to that Zheng Ling and asked her to help you use prophecy to spy on more of the future."

"Isn't that what you are worried about?"

"What nonsense is my prophecy ability, if you want me to say, my current state is the best, you can be content!"

"Listening too much to the so-called spiritual guidance will only make your soul lose its self-will, which is the most deadly. If you want me to see it, people like Zheng Ling are the easiest to become lichs. ”

Lin An looked at the gushing head in amazement, "It's rare, you can also have such a comprehension, amazing!" ”

The head rolled his eyes, "I am you, you know everything I know, maybe you are sometimes blinded by interests, I just reminded you with your original thoughts." ”

"Indeed." Lin An hugged his head, his expression was much softer, although this thing was a little ugly, but in the final analysis, it was his closest person.

Although he and his head had this understanding, the power of prophecy was surging, and they still couldn't stop their curiosity to spy on the next prophecy picture.

The fog surged, and this time the picture turned out to be in the mental space.

"Card Game ......" Lin An in the picture is muttering in his mental space, with a very special excitement on his face.

The head looked up at Lin An, and Lin An explained to it, "It should be a game that the little boss wants to operate as an agent." ”

In the picture, 'Lin An' slowly walked into the dark golden statue of antlers in the middle of the mental space, and with the surging light, the dark golden idol came to life.

The idol beckoned gently, and the spiritual images that surrounded the spiritual space floated one by one, and the light surged.

They seemed to shrink and become extraordinarily solid.

Lightning and thunder thundered outside the translucent walls, as if this mental space was prying a lot of power in the environment.

"This is using antlers to pry the aura of the spirit world, and it seems to be a spell, this is my witchcraft after digesting and hesitating?" Lin An stared at this picture with wide eyes.

He could see what the image was, and the actual demo video and trailer video of the game were released, and a large number of people who watched the video burst out with emotion, so these spiritual portraits had the power to interact with the collective consciousness.

The only thing that is abrupt in this, or what is not in the scope of Lin An's thinking, is the so-called 'card'.

Of course, it doesn't matter if the card or the image is made, it's just a form of expression.

In essence, the self in the prophecy picture is actually mobilizing the power of these 'environmental relationships' and leveraging the aura to construct this interactive characteristic of 'people and the environment'.

Buzz~~

Spiritual portraits floated above the palms of the dark golden statues, converging into cards.

"This thing......" Lin An frowned and looked at the scene in front of him, "Heart-to-heart witchcraft?" ”

The head wondered, "What heart-to-heart?" ”

Lin An pondered for a while and gave the answer, "It is the relationship between people, people and the environment, people's spirituality and collective consciousness, and my understanding of heart-to-heart witchcraft is not as domineering as Lao Liu." ”

"He has an absolutely self-possessed wizarding will, and in his eyes, heart-to-heart witchcraft is a kind of doppelganger puppet witchcraft that corrupts others and allows others to implement their own will."

"But you know, I'm gentler than I am, and I refuse to go to extremes."

"So in my understanding, heart-to-heart witchcraft is more inclined to communication and interaction."

The head listened with a blank face, "That's the use of hair?" ”

It soon became known.

As the dark golden idol waved the card in his hand, Nakaji shouted, "Come out, my cat!" ”

biu~

In the large stack of cards floating above the palm of the dark golden idol, a card floated out, spinning in mid-air, turning into a huge curtain of light.

A black cat stepped out of the light curtain.

"Meow~?"

- "Lin An, what's going on?" ”

The cat was puzzled.

But the dark golden idol didn't answer, he seemed to be immersed in some subtle perception, and shouted softly again, "Come out, Lao Liu!" ”

biu~

A card floats up, spinning and turning into a curtain of light.

An old man on crutches walked out of the light curtain.

"Hahahaha~~~"

Lao Liu laughed wildly, "Lin An, you idiot, finally give me a chance, I'm free!" ”

As he spoke, he waved his arm violently at Lin An in front of him, and he seemed to want to cast a spell.

Can......

Nothing happened.

“！！！” Lao Liu looked at his hands in disbelief, "What about my witchcraft abilities?" What about my wizard will? ”

No, there are no hairs.

This witchcraft does not seem to summon others, but is simply a form of witchcraft used for communication.

"You pulled me back from death just so I could talk to you?" Lao Liu broke the defense, "Andy, I will ...... you every day"

Buzz~

The light curtain dissipated, his figure shattered, and the cards fluttered back into his palms again.

The dark golden idol slowly opened its eyes and looked at the black cat in front of it with a smile, "Cat, long time no see!" ”

(End of chapter)