This ancient strange book is like a character who can arrange fate, constructing a complete horror story on the lifeless pages, which is a story that belongs only to Chen Xian.
Exaggerated sentences, superficial words.
Looking at the dense scarlet letters on the pages of the book, Chen Xian suddenly felt a kind of fear that he had never felt before.
That feeling of fear was like bugs that drilled out from the depths of the bones, and instantly spread all over the limbs, crawling in every corner of the body, making a bone-numbing sound.
"You know all this from the beginning to the end...you know everything that happened outside..." Chen Xian's voice trembled a little, this was the first time he showed such unbearable performance in front of "abnormality", "everything is your fault Scheduled...you know what's coming...'
"From a certain point of view, yes." It smiled strangely, with a sarcasm in its tone, "Everything is in my arrangement, this world is my stage, I can write every A person's fate, I can make people live or die... But I still like people to live in my fear, for example, you, I can rewrite your fate at will, I can make you usher in a world beyond your imagination. to the fear that you will never…”
destiny
The moment Chen Xian heard this word, he became a little sober, because for him, fate is a particularly sensitive word.
He hates that word.
And hated what the word meant.
"You can rewrite my fate?" Chen Xian's tone gradually calmed down, and the usual calmness that can be seen at any time appeared in his eyes again, "You said that all this was your arrangement, and you predicted in advance what would happen in the future thing, is that so?"
"Of course." It laughed.
"Do you really have this ability?" Chen Xian asked calmly.
Perhaps it heard the suspicion in Chen Xian's tone, its laughter gradually disappeared.
"Are you doubting me?" it asked.
"Yes, doubt." Chen Xian replied bluntly, and his whole body returned to the most normal appearance, calmly analyzing all the information points he got, just like a computer running at high speed, talking to it before The content of the content kept flashing in his mind like digital information, "If you can arrange the fate of others, why don't you come to me directly? Although I don't know what your plan is for me... You have gone so far Circle, it can’t be for no reason.”
It was so quiet that it didn't say a word, and didn't answer Chen Xian's question.
"Looking at those written records before, I found that you know a lot of things, including what I thought in my heart when I was fighting the abnormal life...you know." Chen Xian analyzed slowly, his eyes became calmer, "I guess you Has the ability to read minds."
Hearing this, it laughed noncommittally.
"If you can read minds, then there is a certain possibility that you can read my memories, and it's not surprising that you know what happened to me in the past." Chen Xian said softly, "But what I'm most interested in is what you did in the first place. If you can find me, if your purpose of killing those people is to bring me here, then you have succeeded... In other words, you knew the information about me before you killed those people, and you have a strong purpose. "
"That's right." It smiled and did not veto it.
"The people involved in the case have never had any contact with me, including the members of the Wei family. They didn't know me before... Your body is in Jiuling Mountain, and it all started when Wei Ran and the others came to Jiuling Mountain for an outing, so it's 80% possible, the hub of your connection with the outside world lies in them."
Having said that, Chen Xian took a deep look at the book.
"You need a medium."
That's right.
It needs a medium.
Chen Xian has roughly figured it out, the so-called rewriting of fate, the so-called terror coming...all these are just big words.
In short, it is like a virus that can be transmitted, but at first its infection needs a carrier, and Wei Ran and the others are the perfect carrier.
After being infected with the "virus", those parties involved in the case are its medium and are also contagious.
As long as someone comes into contact with these media, or (assuming) within the contagious range of the media, outsiders will also be infected with this "virus".
Once infected with a virus, its abilities can be displayed, such as reading the memory of the infected person, or creating many horrifying abnormal lives around the infected person.
"I know what you're thinking." It said suddenly, with a strange smile, "My previous statement may have been exaggerated, but you must never doubt... I can kill all humans in Ningchuan City."
"I don't doubt that." Chen Xian looked at it seriously, "If the medium is contagious, there should be countless people infected with this virus."
After returning to Ningchuan, Wei Ran and the parties have their own lives and their own social circles. These are countless ways of infection, including Chen Xian... He also felt that he was infected with this "virus".
If the assumption is true, then Chen Xian infected many people along the way. He met countless people on the road from Lingxi Mountain to Jiuling Mountain, and those people would quickly infect others after being infected...
"You said that killing the citizens of Ningchuan City was a wonderful lie, how should I understand this sentence?" Chen Xian asked abruptly.
"Of course I will kill these people, but... not tonight." It explained truthfully, "These people have the talent to be the protagonists of my stories, and I am going to spend a certain amount of time to let them feel my art, you should understand this It’s a feeling that when you encounter delicious food, you can’t help but eat it slowly, after all, it’s too wasteful to eat it in one bite.”
After getting this answer, Chen Xian instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still full of doubts.
"I still don't understand one thing. You said that the purpose of you doing all this is to bring me here... Is this sentence true or false?"
"of course it's true."
It laughed out loud without warning, and the pages of the book were snapped shut, and Chen Xian could see the laughing mouth on the cover.
"You don't know how important you are to me, I need you!"
"Then it's back to the original question." Chen Xian looked at it calmly, and asked unhurriedly, "Before you killed those parties, you should have got the information about me... you got this part The method of information is to read the mind or read the memory of the medium, is that right?"
"yes."
"That is to say, before Wei Ran found us, the virus had already infected people around me, at least people who knew me, and it is very likely that I was infected too...became your medium ,Is that right?"
"yes."
After getting the answer, a hint of anger flashed in Chen Xian's eyes.
If all these analyzes are correct, then the speed at which the medium infects others is indeed terrifying, but... Since I have been infected and become your medium, why don't you come directly to me
"I like stories with ups and downs, and I don't like plots that are too boring." It seemed to know what Chen Xian was thinking, and explained without waiting for Chen Xian to ask.
Speaking of this, it changed the subject and suddenly asked Chen Xian a question.
"Do you know why you are so important to me?"
"Why?" Chen Xian asked, frowning.
"Because I don't want to be in a book, I don't want to be in those feeble human bodies, I need a vessel that will satisfy me, a medium that will make me dream... like you, I have never seen life force A human being so powerful that I can't understand it, according to your memory, you won't die, right?"
Chen Xian was silent, his eyes were uncertain, as if he realized something.
"I don't want to die either, at least I don't want to have the body of the medium destroyed by others, and I don't want to be driven back into this book, so..."
The mouth on the cover paused at this point, and Chen Xian also noticed a certain change in his body at this moment.
Boom!
There was an unbearable pain in the chest.
Looking down, Chen Xian found that the arm of the sacrificial demon was in front of his eyes, and in his hand was his heart.