"Buzz..."
The shadow of Lu Xin grew stronger together with the white spiritual bodies gathered next to the hourglass. In an instant, these spiritual bodies were broken one by one, turning into little white glows, scattered, but intertwined, chaotic and intense.
Even Lu Xin was slightly surprised.
My father's power is like a black torrent, heavy and cold.
Wherever it goes, it is a kind of unreasonableness that makes all life activities wither and everything twists and collapses.
After the pale spiritual body summoned by the hourglass was shattered by the black shadow, the broken white light did not dissipate immediately, but still gathered around the hourglass, forming white ribbons. Squeezed by the power of the black shadow, it bloomed like petals. It seemed that it had been stretched to the limit in an instant, but it was not crushed by the blow.
It seems that the black shadow naturally has the upper hand and is in an undisputed strong position.
But this was enough to surprise Lu Xin.
Because this was the first time he encountered the power that was enough to confront his father.
In the past, my father had a bad temper. Didn't he hit whoever he saw and whoever he hit would cry immediately?
What is the nature of the power summoned by this hourglass, so that it can barely support it under the hands of my father?
"Huh?"
My father also made a sound of surprise.
Immediately, as if he was worried that Lu Xin would hear that he was doubting, his strength surged forward.
There was a sound like the blades of countless blades intertwined and grinding together rapidly. It was fine and clear, making people feel sick and uncomfortable.
The father's power surged one after another, and the black shadow continued to deepen, pushing forward.
The white spiritual power that was barely holding on to the shadow was being wiped out quickly, like a drill that was advancing in a wild and cruel way. The shattered spiritual power splashed in all directions like sparks, shaking the surrounding furniture.
"What kind of monster are you?"
The young man holding the hourglass in his hand was even more frightened.
Lu Xin was surprised because the black shadow didn't kill him immediately, but what he felt was panic.
In desperation, he suddenly let out an eardrum-piercing scream and made a risky decision.
Holding the hourglass in his hand, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Spiritual coverage!"
"Buzz..."
A huge trembling sound suddenly filled the room.
The hourglass once again bloomed with dazzling white light, and the sand inside lost at least one-third in an instant.
And this time, the white light flashing out of the hourglass no longer resisted the black shadow. Instead, it spread out and covered the black shadow. Following the black shadow, it quickly spread towards Lu Xin...
This white spiritual power has a very strange nature.
If you look carefully at the white mental body with a microscope, you will find that the subtleties of the mental body are scenes of field shadows, with different figures connected together to form a film, just like film strips in a movie, densely connected together, sliding on the surface of the shadow, and quickly covering it. It's like the dark sea water, covered with a layer of oily sheen, showing an unusual brilliance under Crimson Moon.
"Huh?"
Lu Xin were slightly surprised.
He understood the principle of spiritual covering, but he was a little unaccustomed to it. Someone could actually "mentally cover" him?
Suddenly, he was attracted by this white spiritual body, which followed the shadow to the front of him and climbed onto his outstretched palm.
In the past, he chose to cover others...
As soon as a thought flashed, the white spiritual body followed the shadow and arrived in front of him.
At this moment, Lu Xin has two choices.
The first is to immediately cut off the connection with the black shadow to prevent that weird spiritual power from coming into contact with oneself.
The second is to allow this white spiritual power to contaminate oneself.
Without thinking, he chose the second option.
After all, it was the father, the family, how could it be cut off at this time?
Another point is that, I have to say, he is quite curious about that white shadow.
"Huh?"
When the white shadow touched Lu Xin's palm, a cry of surprise rang out.
Not Lu Xin, but the young man holding the hourglass.
He seemed to have no idea that the white spiritual body could really cover it and get on Lu Xin's body.
But when he got close to him, he knew the reason, his expression was excited and crazy.
The whole body was twisting and changing, integrating into the white spiritual body, and rushed towards Lu Xin quickly. The moment their spiritual powers came into contact, Lu Xin could even feel the unexpected joy in his heart, and the excitement of surviving the disaster...
"Even if you can block other people's memories, there is still one person who can't block it..."
"That's you..."
"I didn't expect that there would be such a big gap in your memory..."
"Although your strength is strong, your weaknesses are also too great to be imagined..."
"..."
Amidst the excitement and exciting thoughts emanating from the tremors of mental power, Lu Xin's body fell backwards, subconsciously flipped upside down, and landed firmly on the roof of a car below. He half-knelt and half-sat, shaking his head.
The young man wearing black clothes and holding an hourglass has disappeared.
He got into himself.
At such a moment, Lu Xin felt so strange.
Memories kept coming back, like suddenly recalling my ex-girlfriend at a certain moment.
Not under control.
But Lu Xin is not thinking about his ex-girlfriend, mainly because he doesn't have one either. He doesn't even have a current girlfriend...
What he remembered was scenes from the past.
To be precise, it was the period from when he left the orphanage to when he met Teacher Lu.
This memory was blank to him, as if he had been living in a state of confusion.
But now, vivid details suddenly emerged.
In his memory, a scene suddenly emerged. It was after he left the orphanage. He was like a soulless man. He was barefoot and wearing the clothes in the orphanage. When he was walking on the chaotic street, a man in black clothes appeared in front of him, holding an hourglass in his hand. With a gentle smile, he said to himself, "Kid, why are you here, no one is taking care of you?"
At that time, I didn't understand anything and could only look at him quietly.
The man holding the hourglass turned the hourglass upside down, and the hourglass emitted a gentle light.
His expression was mysterious and friendly, and he gently extended his hand to Lu Xin: "Let's go, I will take care of you."
Lu Xin looked at him for a while, then quietly followed him forward without holding his hand.
They walked through the streets and alleys and came to an ordinary house.
The people in black clothes began to take care of themselves, buy themselves food, and prepare a change of clothes for themselves...
... Even in these memories, there are scenes of this person taking him to the amusement park, teaching him to read, giving medicine to himself when he was sick, flying kites and playing football with him, and taking him to fish and catch shrimps in the river.
From this moment on, his shadow is everywhere in my memory.
This feeling makes Lu Xin feel very strange.
This pale young man was originally just a stranger to him.
But as those distant memories appeared, he gradually became familiar with them.
It turns out that I have known him for a long time. It turns out that he has taken care of me for so long before...
With Lu Xin's eyes, the hostility gradually disappeared and became gentle.
Deep in his memory, the young man gradually became excited, even very excited.
There are three abilities that the hourglass can exert:
First, disrupt the opponent's memory, causing him to lose his logic and temporarily forget what he is about to do.
Second, create memory sand and summon different spiritual bodies.
Third, take yourself into the blank areas of other people's memories and weave new memories.
This man is terrifying, an opponent he has never met before.
But there are large blanks in his memory, which is the easiest type to deal with.
As long as he fills this gap, he can change from his enemy to his friend and relative.
You can even leave hints for him in this blank memory.
Let him think that he is an undercover agent who has been arranged in Qinggang by himself, and who will rebel just waiting for him to appear...
... Of course, this person is still a little weird.
I have weaved so much for him in my memory, but no matter which scene it is, I have never seen him smile.
But I didn't have time to think, and I had already exhausted all my energy in helping him weave this blank memory.
His blank memory was like a bottomless pit, consuming too much sand.
Finally, after most of the sand in the hourglass was consumed, the person holding the hourglass welcomed the dawn.
In his memory, he was already very familiar with Lu Xin, and could even be said to be dependent on each other.
So he knew that he had finally reached the last moment to put an end to this memory of his and asked him to treat him as an undercover... As long as he succeeded, this powerful person in Qinggang would become his undercover and carry out his wishes.
"I'm leaving..."
In his memory, he looked at Lu Xin with a sad expression on his face. "I'm going to do a great thing..."
The young Lu Xin looked up at him quietly.
"I am God's servant and I am willing to offer everything to God..."
He looked at Lu Xin with a serious expression. "Maybe one day, we will meet again. Remember, you have to..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something strange seemed to be happening around him...
In my memory, the place I chose to live with this abnormal child was the apartment buildings that can be seen everywhere in Qinggang, with curly-haired aunts and beer-loving uncles. This familiar scene is also the element that makes it easiest to successfully weave memories.
But he suddenly discovered that at some point, the apartment he chose had turned into an old building.
Lonely and miserable, located in a bustling city, out of place.
Above the old building, there is a bright red moon, and inside the old building, there are dark windows.
Just as he was about to put an end to Lu Xin's memory, he stood in front of the old building with his young Lu Xin.
He didn't know what was going on, let alone where it was.
Squeak...
There was a cold sound that was so clear that it could penetrate into the cracks of a person's bones. He was horrified to see that at some point in that silent and dark old building, a window on the first floor facing him was slowly being pushed open...
There seemed to be something inside the dark window, looking at him quietly.
He suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, as if there were cold insects crawling on his skin.
"Squeak", "bang", "Hee hee..."
More windows were slowly pushed open from the inside, as if dark eyes were looking at him.
The sounds were different, including the grinding of the window shaft, the sound of a rough push, and even a few mysterious sneers.
An intuition of danger hit his mind instantly.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the hourglass and wanted to retreat.
But it was no use. He took a few steps back, only to find that he had not moved at all and was still in front of the old building.
Only then did he realize that he was in someone else's memory.
So he looked around in horror and saw the young Lu Xin next to him.
Lu Xin is looking up at him.
This child, who had never had an expression on his face in his memory, had a weird smile on his face.