Zhu Xiangyang came to a dark room behind the temple.

There was a mirror there, and when he stood in front of it, it was pitch black and there was nothing.

After a while, in the depths of the mirror, a figure came out, more and more clear, that person had an extremely delicate face, eyes, nose, mouth, cheeks, all beautiful, but together, it gave people a strange feeling, it felt like a patchwork.

"What's the matter?" asked the man in the mirror.

"The people from the Department of Strange Investigations have their eyes on me. Zhu Xiangyang said.

"Are you sure?" asked the man in the mirror.

"Not sure, but I don't feel right. Zhu Xiangyang said.

"When did it feel like there. The man in the mirror asked.

"It's been since the arrival of Chen Xichun. Zhu Xiangyang said.

"Didn't Chen Xichun come to investigate the people in the Spirit Hall? She also took the special approval document, found you, and wanted to ask you to help her. The man in the mirror said.

"I think they haven't been able to resolve their doubts about my master's death. Zhu Xiangyang said.

"If that's the case, then you can't stay there. The man in the mirror said.

"I have an idea. Zhu Xiangyang said: "Before I leave here, I want to go into the depths of the hearts of the people in the Spirit Pavilion to see what it is, what is it that makes a mediocre person the chief of the Jing Dojo, and see what that woman has done to her own son." ”

"You said that after Chen Xichun came here, he had a bad feeling, and it was too risky to do this at this time. The man in the mirror said.

"There is only a chance in danger, and today, the aura on the people in the spirit hall has weakened a lot. Zhu Xiangyang said.

"Are you sure what Chen Xichun said?" asked the man in the mirror.

"It's not. Zhu Xiangyang only replied with two words, and did not say how he sensed it.

"It's not hard to sneak in, it's hard to get out. The man in the mirror said.

"If it is done well, no one knows, including the people in the spirit hall themselves. Zhu Xiangyang said: "Even if there is any accident, with me, if I want to leave, no one can stop me." "He's extremely confident.

"If you insist on doing so, then I will assist you from the side. The man in the mirror said.

"Actually, if I attract attention from this side and attract the manpower of the local Jingye Bureau and the Supervision Department, it can also help the operation there. Zhu Xiangyang said.

"Since it was decided, let's do it as soon as possible, make too many preparations, but there are traces. The man in the mirror said.

......

Kui Lin was still sleeping, and the courtyard door had been closed.

Before going to bed, he felt that he couldn't sleep so much and had to make money early.

The sun had set in the west, and the afterglow was like blood, sprinkled on the windowsill and shining on Kui Lin's body.

In the alley, there are still people passing by, and they take photos with Xiaolou, adjust the angle, and take a photo with Kui Lin who is sleeping on the third floor.

and posted it on social platforms, with the text: "Check in, I took a photo with the chief curator." ”

"My chief is sleeping again, will his spirit hall go out of business due to poor management? Someone left a message below.

"It's best to go out of business, I'll take care of him. ”

"Upstairs, your turn?"

"Hehe, I won't tell you, I'm on the opposite side of the Spirit Hall, watching the chief cook on the windowsill every day. ”

"Ahh......h

......

He occasionally reads about Kui Lin's remarks on the Internet, but he never cares, whenever he cares, he thinks about his identity as the successor of Xia Guoyuan's divine lineage, and immediately calms down, at least he can't let outsiders see that he is not stable enough.

He never dreamed, but this time he didn't sleep well.

He seemed to have dreamed of many people, all kinds of people in his dreams, the owner of the old Fu Kee restaurant on Front Street, the endless stream of tourists in the alleys, and the people in the Lingguan who left and right every household.

Adults go out to work, children go to school.

There is walking, there is driving.

Others are coming back from other places and greeted by their families, others are arguing for various reasons, and some are school children doing homework, or practicing the piano, or meditating on training.

Everything in the dream is vivid and real, and he is still sleeping on the balcony on the third floor, all of which is obviously very noisy, but it seems to be quiet and terrible, and it is extremely weird.

A man appeared in the shadows below the hall and watched the sleeping people on the balcony, and after a while, he disappeared.

He came to the balcony on the third floor of the spirit hall and looked out the window.

His body cut through the floor-to-ceiling windows, quickly sketching out the darkness of the room.

It was a person wearing an ancient robe, and there was a strange rune embroidered with silver and red money patterns on the ancient robe, and there was a sense of solemnity on his body. It is Zhu Xiangyang.

He knew very well that people like Kui Lin would not dream at all, but when everyone fell asleep, his consciousness would retain his deepest and clearest memories.

The current environment is the manifestation of his subconscious.

And now all he has to do is enter Kui Lin's deep consciousness.

Entering the subconscious is undoubtedly successful, because he himself is in the subconscious of the other party, and the next thing he has to do is to enter the deep, that is, the real deep memory.

He walked over, covering Kui Lin's body like a shadow.

Soon, a picture appeared in Zhu Xiangyang's eyes, and he was overjoyed.

First, I saw a man crawling on the ground, and then I saw a man sitting there getting a haircut, and I heard the voices of two people.

"Shave a little shorter, and the person will look more energetic. ”

"Do you want to go straight to school after shaving your head?"

Just when he heard this, he saw a piece of white cloth fluttering, covering everything, and then he saw the hair falling from the white cloth, the hair quickly took root, and then it was strange like a living thing, winding towards Zhu Xiangyang, and he was shocked.

This is just in Kui Lin's memory, how can it be?

He was not afraid, and with a direct wave of his hand, there were countless figures behind him, all of whom were centered on the Spirit Pavilion, and the people who had appeared in the memories of Kui Lin, they flocked to the hair like moths, as if they had rushed into the black seaweed, and wanted to tear away those seaweed-like hairs and reveal the truth below.

It's just that the figures entered the black hair, and were immediately and quickly tied, and then drowned, never to be seen again, as if the truth had been concealed.

Zhu Xiangyang was in a solemn mood, and a gray-red light suddenly surged on his body, among which there were faintly visible figures kneeling down, the black hair drilled into the millilight, but it suddenly burned, burning along the hair, but it quickly extinguished in the black of the hair, and the black hair below kept drilling upwards, and kept burning, and no one could help anyone for a while.

Zhu Xiangyang's heart sank, who planted this strange spell rooted in memory, and he even felt that the one who planted this spell could see what was happening now again through the prying eyes of others on this memory.

Just then, he heard a sigh.

He was startled and saw a man coming from inside.

This turned out to be Kui Lin, with a handle hanging from his waist and a mark on his eyebrows.

He was sure that a Kui Lin in front of him was asleep.

"It seems that you can't break that spell, so it's not interesting, now, are you going to be caught or fight to the death, Zhu Xiangyang." Kui Lin asked.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have a dream protection spell, separating a personality to take care of your memories and dreams. ”

Kui Lin was noncommittal, did not admit or deny, and asked directly, "What is your position in the Hell Flower?"

"How can you be sure that I am the person from Hell Flower?" Zhu Xiangyang said.

"Oh, isn't it? Whether you are or not, you can't run today anyway, my dreams don't come and go. Kui Lin reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist and pulled it out.

The sword light and sword chant burst out.

At the same time a step has been stepped out, a lunge stab.

"The sun rises in one go. ”

He shouted, as the first time that a sword technique he had comprehended was presented in the real world, he felt the need to call out his name.

Zhu Xiangyang only saw the tip of Kui Lin's sword, and in this moment, a ball of golden sun-like light bloomed.

At this moment, Zhu Xiangyang seemed to see the rays of the rising sun piercing down from the eastern clouds, and the earth was white, unable to see or hear anything.