The space shrouded in darkness was filled with suffocating silence.
It was like being completely swallowed by some kind of monster, giving me an unknown sense of oppression.
Fang Cheng's feet are not touching the ground and are suspended in the air.
He has long been accustomed to practicing alone in the deep sea. He has no fluctuations in his heart, but is very adaptable and calm.
The surrounding area seems to be endlessly dark, but Fang Cheng can clearly sense that the actual area here is not very large.
Like a room with the lights off, the walls are wrapped in black satin curtains.
When I first walked in, I even heard the door slam shut behind me.
It's just that the room seems to be unfinished, and there is no floor under the feet, so I can only make do with it.
Fang Cheng looked around, slowly turned around, and faced the deepest part of the darkness.
Suddenly, he spoke:
"Hello."
After about ten seconds, a reply came from the darkness to this polite greeting.
"I'm not good."
The voice was soft and cold, a little sickly.
Then, a figure with a shimmering body emerged from the darkness.
The light appeared dim and green, and could only outline the outline of the figure.
As a result, his face looked extremely blurry and unrecognizable, like a ghost wandering in the dark night.
"You're finally here..."
The figure stared at Fang Cheng and uttered a sigh in a low voice, as if he had been waiting for it for a long time.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could clearly feel the cold gaze projected on him.
Fang Cheng was silent for a few seconds, and then asked:
"Who are you? What do you want from me?"
The figure seemed to raise the corners of its mouth, introducing itself:
"You can call me, Smiling Devil."
There was a pause in his tone, and then he said unhurriedly:
"As for why I'm looking for you, it's just that as a person of the same kind, I smelled another Aura of the same kind, and I couldn't hold back my curiosity."
"So, you sent me Postcard twice in a row just to express your curiosity?"
Fang Cheng stared at him and asked calmly.
The figure was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said:
"I'm afraid you made a mistake."
Hearing this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but be slightly startled.
The figure seemed quite annoyed, and then explained:
"I have sent you three invitations, but it was only tonight that you were willing to make time and condescend to visit me."
Immediately, as if realizing a key issue, he muttered to himself:
"So, one Postcard was lost by me? Damn it, it seems I misunderstood you..."
As he spoke, he breathed a heartfelt sigh of relief, as if he had solved a long-standing problem. He seemed relieved and extremely happy.
Looking at this somewhat crazy guy, Fang Cheng is not as relaxed as he is.
I had some guesses in my mind. It should be that during my trip to Yong'an Island, the other party saw that I never responded, so I sent another Postcard.
When he was returned home, his mother, who was unaware of it, kept her away. Many days passed and she forgot to tell herself.
I thought that my mother might have some connection with the murderer in front of me.
Fang Cheng I couldn't help but feel a Killing Intent surge in my heart, but it didn't show up.
However.
I don't know if it's because I'm in "Voice Chat Room".
But the other party seemed extremely sensitive and immediately praised him repeatedly:
"Killing Intent is so strong, he is indeed the kind of person I have found, with the genius of Top Predator Talent!"
Fang Cheng remained calm and ignored his mysterious words.
Then he got straight to the point:
"I'm here now. If you have anything to say, you can tell me directly. If it's just a small talk, I'm sorry, it's too late. I'm going to go back to sleep. I won't accompany you."
"Hey, it's rare to meet someone of the same kind that you can communicate with. Why don't you chat more? Don't you usually feel lonely?"
The figure complained a few words, then suddenly changed the topic and asked in a solemn tone:
"How is your condition now?"
"What?"
Fang Cheng was confused by his abrupt question.
"I have investigated you. From middle school to university, from graduation to work, you have always lived like an ordinary human being. You have never been sick or shown any signs of violence in the eyes of those around you."
The figure continued talking and asked questions:
"How on earth did you do it? Why are you able to control your words and actions so perfectly?"
Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, and he remained silent.
Although it is not clear what he means by "illness".
But seeing that the other party seems to regard me as a similar person and does not show much malice, it is better to continue to maintain this image, guide the development of things, and obtain useful information.
Thinking quickly in his mind, Fang Cheng replied calmly:
"It's very simple, practice Meditation, and continuously improve your Willpower power through spiritual practice..."
Just take what Lin Chuqiao said and practice it now.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
The figure seemed to frown, looking a little confused:
"I've been studying Meditation for ten years, and I asked myself if my level is better than the teacher who taught me, why can't I do it?"
"Do you have a definite Meditation goal?"
"We are regarded as Demon monsters, isn't it because we can't find a suitable Meditation target?"
Fang Cheng nodded, pretending to agree.
"So in order to avoid a recurrence of the disease, I choose a very suitable target."
"What goal?"
The figure asked impatiently.
"Myself."
"Hehehe, hahaha!"
The figure was startled when he heard this, and then he couldn't help laughing loudly:
"You are even crazier than me. You actually have schizophrenia!"
Fang Cheng looked at him speechlessly.
To be honest, you don't want to believe it, so you have to let me lie.
"It turns out you are a schizophrenic."
The figure still shook his head and smiled, murmuring:
"No wonder, you usually look like an ordinary office worker, but that night you were able to kill two hundred people in a row without blinking an eye. This kind of achievement can be ranked in the list of murderers in the history of the country..."
Fang Cheng heard this, his eyes condensed:
"Were you around that night?"
"Of course."
The figure was slightly dissatisfied and said, "Red Tiger Gang Those villains were originally my planned prey, but it's a pity that you snatched them away in advance."
After learning about this incident, Fang Cheng had many thoughts in his mind.
Suddenly his eyes condensed, and his whole body suddenly glowed with light.
As if he instantly merged with Lamp Flame in his mind, making his originally slightly dim figure become extremely bright.
The blazing light shoots out like sharp arrows, constantly piercing the surrounding darkness and shaking the foundation of the room.
"Wait!"
Seeing this, the figure tried to stop him, but he let out a cry of pain.
Immediately, the surrounding darkness shattered like a mirror, and the bedroom scene was restored.
Fang Cheng has exited "Voice Chat Room" and returned to reality.
Xiguan Suburbs, in the dark and dead Church.
The young man looked at the faint burn marks on his palms, but he grinned and smiled extremely happily.
It seems that the injuries suffered in Spiritual Space can also affect reality.