Liu Yi glanced at the mysterious old man.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night.

Liu Yi felt that this mysterious old man was a little too "enthusiastic", and in fact it was not normal.

But he didn't have time to get to the bottom of it now, to investigate the old man.

"Master's ......"

Liu Yi's figure flashed directly and teleported to his master's home.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Liu Yi suddenly appear, a middle-aged man in a blue robe came out of the house, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"I heard that the Master's family has a lot of pens, so I came to buy one. ”

"Pen?"

The master shook his head with a smile and said, "I do have a lot of pens at home, but even if you buy them, they are all some gadgets made by yourself, so you can take one and go." ”

The Master was very generous.

He was originally generous in Anjia Village, and many children liked the master very much.

And he is also the enlightenment teacher of children, and he is respected and supported by the name of Anjia Village, and his family life is still passable. A little brush, and it was made by him, and the master didn't care.

"Then thank you, Master. ”

Liu Yi was not polite, he came directly to the table.

Sure enough, I saw a lot of brushes.

However, most of these brushes are just ordinary brushes.

And Liu Yi's goal is a foreign object.

Although there are many of these pens, Liu Yi has seen the pen in the bronze mirror, so he can also recognize the pen.

It was a very worn-out pen.

But none of these pens is that pen.

That is, there are no foreign bodies.

"Master, is that all there is to these pens? Are there any of those that look worn?"

Liu Yi asked.

The master was slightly stunned, and he thought about it carefully and said, "There are some worn-out pens that have been thrown away by me, and they are in the garbage heap below. ”

Liu Yi looked under the table.

Sure enough, there was a pile of tattered pens under the table.

Most of them are broken.

Or the pen head is bare, obviously not working.

In these tattered garbage heaps, Liu Yi saw a quaint, shabby brush.

He saw it at a glance.

It's not because he has a great eye.

It's because it's so conspicuous.

The other pens are broken and broken, but this one pen is well preserved, but it is a little quaint and worn.

Liu Yi's heart sank.

The foreign body is here.

He didn't dare touch it directly.

Who knows if it will trigger the other party's killing pattern?

The house was lit with lights.

Although the light was a little dim and faint, the shadow of the brush on the ground was still reflected in the faint light.

If there is a shadow, then it will be easy to do.

"Huh".

Liu Yi stepped on it.

The embroidered shoe instantly appeared on the right foot, stepping directly on the shadow of the pen.

"Buzz".

Suddenly, the law of embroidered shoes killing was set off.

Suppression began to form.

Under normal circumstances, the suppression of embroidered shoes is still very effective, as long as it is not a particularly strong foreign body, embroidered shoes can be suppressed.

Although this pen is very special, the embroidered shoes stepping on the shadow also instantly suppress it.

Liu Yi could clearly feel that the embroidered shoes suppressed the pen, and there would be no problem with detaining it at this time.

So, Liu Yi directly took out the gold tool and imprisoned the pen in the gold box.

"Smack".

The golden box was closed, and Liu Yi successfully imprisoned the pen.

Liu Yi got up and saw the master suddenly.

A strange smile appeared between the corners of the master's mouth, and he asked meaningfully, "Is it over?"

"Yes, I found the pen I was looking for. ”

"Okay, if you find it. ”

The master turned a blind eye and turned around and left.

This made Liu Yi feel even more weird.

Moreover, the master's expression made Liu Yi feel a sense of déjà vu.

He thought about it.

It seems that the master is helping him?

However, the people in this village are all people who are controlled by the black coffin, and even the puppets who are forcibly stuffed into their memories, how can they help him?

This is not normal!

Even, if you think about it carefully, not only the master, but also the mysterious old man who was overly "enthusiastic".

Except for the weirdness, what he did did not have any effect on Liu Yi.

Even, he is "helping" Liu Yi.

Liu Yi was able to come to that house, find the mourning hall, and find Luo Renjie in the painting, which was also said casually by the old man, which can be regarded as the help of the old man.

It seems that in this village, many people are "helping" Liu Yi.

"Master, I have something to do, so I take my leave. ”

After speaking, Liu Yi left directly.

Liu Yi came to the village and looked at the master's home.

It was pitch black outside.

There was no one on the road anymore, and even the mysterious old man had disappeared without a trace.

Anjia Village at night is even more weird, and even a little gloomy.

Liu Yi always felt that something was wrong.

There really doesn't seem to be any danger in this village.

It's not what he imagined.

And, everything seems to be going too well.

He "smoothly" found Luo Renjie.

"Smoothly" knew about reincarnation.

wanted to fight against the black coffin, and he also "smoothly" knew the way, and even "smoothly" found the foreign object he needed.

It all went too well, but it made Liu Yi feel abnormal.

It's just that Liu Yi doesn't have much time now.

Even if he knows that it is not normal, but now that he is getting closer and closer to Zishi, once he starts reincarnation, then all his efforts today will be in vain.

Therefore, no matter how weird or abnormal it is, Liu Yi must carry it on.

Liu Yi returned to the mourning hall.

I don't know why, but the people in the mourning hall have also disappeared.

It seems that the whole village has disappeared and it is not known where it has gone.

"What about the people in the village?"

Liu Yi asked Luo Renjie in the painting.

"This is the village, and there is basically no one at night, so they all go to rest, and they don't want to waste oil lamps. ”

Luo Renjie said.

Liu Yi nodded.

Although this village is very weird, the memories of the people in those villages are still mostly stuck in the time of Anjia Village.

"Did you find the pen?"

Luo Renjie asked.

"Found it. ”

Liu Yi took out the golden box.

"Smack".

He opened the box.

In the golden box lies a quaint, shabby brush.

Seeing this pen, Luo Renjie's expression changed.

It seemed to be excited and happy.

"Yes, it's the pen. This is the pen in my memory, and you actually suppressed and imprisoned this pen so quickly, and it seems that you are not an ordinary alien. ”

Luo Renjie glanced at Liu Yi deeply.

A foreign object is not so easy to hold.

Even if it is a dangerous foreign object, if you are not careful, it will kill the inhuman.

Therefore, Inhumans must be cautious when dealing with any strange incident, dealing with any foreign object.

But Liu Yi was able to suppress and imprison the foreign object in such a short period of time, and even seemed to have not suffered any damage himself.

This is unusual.

It's not something that ordinary Inhumans can do.

"Luo Renjie, the paintings on the wall can be touched, right?"

"It should be okay, the painting where I am being held is actually not dangerous, and it is not actively aggressive. ”

Liu Yi nodded.

He reached directly to the wall and grabbed the painting, pulled it hard, tore off the line on the painting, and took the painting down directly.

Sure enough, there is no danger, and you can touch it directly.

There is also the appearance of Luo Renjie on the painting.

"Draw a coffin lid with a pen?"

"Yes, you can paint, it doesn't matter if you draw the image or not, as long as you use that pen, whatever you want to draw in your heart, it will be very similar. ”

Luo Renjie seemed to have a hint of longing in his eyes.

"Really, Luo Renjie, it seems that you know this pen very well. I wonder if there are any dangers in using it?"

Liu Yi stared at Luo Renjie and said in a calm tone.

Luo Renjie frowned, as if reminiscing.

Then he slowly spoke: "This pen should be a foreign object that I once controlled, so I am very impressed by it." But I only have a partial memory, most of which are scattered memories, and I can only recall them after seeing this pen. ”

"It does seem that there is some price to pay for using this pen, and it is very expensive. Wait, I remember, once you use this pen, it will make you forget some memories. What kind of memory it is depends on what you do with your pen. The deeper you use the power of the pen, the more you forget. ”

"Oblivion?"

Liu Yi's heart moved.

It seems that the reincarnation power of this black coffin is about the same.

Once the black coffin is reincarnated, it can make people lose part of their memories.

If you use this pen, you will lose your memory.

However, Liu Yi immediately thought of a way to deal with it.

"I can write down the last important thing, just in case. At that time, even if some important memories are lost, they will be able to know by looking at the records. This is still different from the power of reincarnation, which forcibly erases memories and everything is restored. ”

"But this pen is different, it's just forgetting something, just looking at the record again, it's equivalent to having those memories again. ”

Liu Yi immediately thought of a way to deal with it.

So, he immediately found an ordinary pen and paper and recorded some very important information.

Luo Renjie didn't know the information recorded by Luo Renjie.

It took about half an hour to record before Liu Yi put away the record.

"Smack".

Liu Yi opened the golden box.

He picked up the pen in the gold box with his hand.

It's a little cold to start with, but there's no erosion from the force.

This is the law of killing that does not trigger this pen.

Once he wants to write something, or draw something with a pen, it will trigger the killing law of this pen, and the abnormal force will be triggered, thus erasing some memories in Liu Yi's mind.

But now Liu Yi is also prepared.

If the general memory is erased, Liu Yi doesn't care, and if he forgets it, he forgets it.

But if it is an important memory, he has recorded it all, and he is not afraid of forgetting.

"As long as you think of something, can you draw something with a pen?"

Liu Yi asked Luo Renjie again.

"Yes, whatever you have in mind, you can draw with a pen. ”

"If I'm right, it's useless to draw the coffin lid with just ordinary paper, right?"

"Yes, ordinary paper drawing the lid of a coffin, even if it is lifelike, is useless. Only with this painting, the painted coffin lid, can it have some of the abilities of a real coffin lid, thus suppressing the coffin. ”

After Luo Renjie finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the painting.

The painting became a blank piece of paper.

"Liu Yi, I will sleep for a while. It's all up to you, whether you succeed or not, it's all in your hands. ”

Luo Renjie's voice came out, and then there was a complete silence.

He was already asleep.

Handed it all over to Liu Yi.

To draw or not to draw?

Liu Yi also needs to make a decision now.

After all, everything here seems eerie.

Even Luo Renjie's appearance is very weird.

Quaint brushes, weird paintings, mysterious Luo Renjie.

All of this seems to be confusing and full of doubts.