"Why do you think Crowley suddenly told us the true composition of hell?" Zach sat in the passenger seat, tilting his head and asked.
Benjamin was immersed in the music and swaying his body. He had no intention of thinking at all, because Zach would answer by himself.
"What is she trying to tell us?" Zach nodded himself, "What is she trying to tell us?" The vampire looked thoughtful.
Benjamin's hand on the steering wheel deflected. Just as he returned to the South District, the truck drove east to Ixton.
Zach raised an eyebrow, "Do you remember what Mike said about Papa Midnight's sister? The real banshee? Is she trying to tell us this? The real reason why the banshee sees death? Because hell is The reason for the distribution is the timeline?”
The vampire's thinking has spread to a wonderful level.
Zach shook his head, "No, this makes no sense." The vampire denied himself and started thinking again, "Benjamin, help me."
"We're here." Benjamin carefully turned off the radio. He decided to take good care of the new car and turned off the engine.
Zach pursed his lips and glanced at Benjamin, who was not cooperative at all, "Aren't you curious?"
"No." Benjamin smiled, "You saw her expression, she has other things that are worrying her." Benjamin opened the car door, "I just said it out of hesitation."
Zach also got out of the car, "Was he shaken?" The vampire didn't think this answer was enough, so he pushed the car door open, "She is a fallen angel. If she could be shaken, she wouldn't be a fallen angel."
Benjamin curled his lips, it seemed to make sense, and the two stepped onto the front porch of Walter's house, "Then think about it and tell me if you think of it."
Zach shook his head helplessly and knocked on the door. "Walter!"
After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door, "Walter! I heard you, open the door!" Zach pouted, I really don't know what Walter was thinking, actually pretending not to be at home when the vampire was at the door.
The door opened. Walter, who was neatly dressed, looked at the two people outside the door gloomily, "What are you doing!"
"We need a small favor from you." Zach smiled and pushed Walter's body blocking the door, "Do you want to go out? Then let's hurry up and don't waste time!"
Walter's cheeks bulged with a few marks due to the force of his teeth. He looked at the two people who entered on their own without being invited by the owner, "I want to go out and ask you about the samples."
Zach had already entered the restaurant, "Oh." The two people sat down at the round table, and there was a trace of green smoke slowly rising from the candle in the center. Zach suddenly had an idea. Although Crowley said Walter's summons caused public outrage, now that she thinks about it, it seems that Crowley was the beneficiary of the timeline confusion.
Crowley's fallen angel can only control it for five seconds, but in these five seconds, God knows how many souls in the entire federation were inexplicably thrown away from the fallen angel's 'channel'. No wonder she had a happy expression.
"That's a lie I can forgive." Zach dangled his finger on the candle. "Seriously, Walter. You should call the police instead of wasting your time on this."
Walter glared at the two people. Call the police on a homeless woman? He is a guy who makes a living by cheating, and the one person he distrusts the most in this world is the police!
"Hurry up, Walter." Zach waved, "If you cooperate, maybe we can help you."
Snapped!
Walter pushed the door hard. He walked towards the restaurant with a cold face. In the dark room, Walter sat in front of the round table, skillfully took out the match and lit the candle that had just been extinguished, "Who?!"
He is self-aware. Grande came to see him and refused to do anything other than summon spirits.
Zach recalled the time of death on the report given by Mrs. White, hugged the name, and suddenly asked curiously, "Walter, do you know that hell uses the timeline as the main axis of world distribution?"
"How do I know! I only know the time of death, and it's easy for me to find the other party!" Walter curled his lips, "Is it okay? No problem, don't talk! I have to concentrate!"
Zach actually still had questions, such as how Walter found the undead in a hell that could not even be imagined. But before he could ask, Walter’s eyes widened and he stared at the candlelight without moving. For the safety of Walter's life, Zach chose to shut up.
Benjamin frowned, stood up, and looked for a can of beer in Walter's small refrigerator. Alpha is so thoughtful, he has already thought of measures to put out the fire. When he raised the tab, Walter's eyes twitched, "Quiet!"
The waiting did not last long, Walter's eyes suddenly lost their luster, and when the candlelight suddenly flickered out, his body fell forward and lay on the unclean round table.
Zach blinked and moved closer to the candle in the middle of the round table, trying to see something in the inner flame. But unfortunately, there was nothing. Zach rubbed his eyes that were dry due to the fire and shook his head helplessly.
This made Benjamin amused, "You should try it with the Charming Eyes."
"Good idea!" Zach raised his eyebrows and took out his bottle. Since he wanted to try it, he would go all out.
The crimson color spread out from the depths of his pupils, covering his entire eyes in an instant, but Zach was not stupid enough to stare at the flames. He carefully lifted Walter's soulless body and opened his eyes.
There were no pupils in the pale whites of the eyes, and only two dim candlelights were imprinted in the center. But the flickering candlelight was immediately occupied by red! Memory and soul mark are connected, just like the devil's soul mark retrieval and the vampire's false memory. These are two abilities that are oriented to different objects, but have the same essence. Benjamin's heckling gave the vampire the idea that he might actually be able to see something.
Before Zach could ask any questions to the soulless body, Zach closed his sunken eyes and put Walter back on the table in a very gentlemanly manner.
"Benjamin." Zach squirmed with his eyes closed, "Hold it, don't laugh. I will be sad."
Benjamin's shoulders were shaking, and he was trying his best to suppress his laughter. Alpha lowered his head, his face was red, and he pursed his lips tightly. Finally, he couldn't hold it back, "What are you thinking?! Drink, drink..." A faint laugh rang in Zach's ears. "What were you expecting? To have a soulless body answer your questions?! That's so funny!"
Zach's eyes opened a little, and the whites of his eyes were still burnt yellow. Zach closed his eyes again, raised his head and replenished the food, "I'm not that stupid." Zach tugged at the corner of his mouth helplessly.
"I'm just implanting a memory in his soulless brain." Zach held the wine bottle in his hand and slowly tightened it. "Don't you find it strange? Walter is not the only one. But this world is full of hell. There is almost no understanding, and these people who can travel between worlds don't even let it slip."
Zach opened his eyes. A little red appeared in the center of his completely white eyes, and light green pupils spread from the center. Zach blinked and his eyes returned to their original state, "I think something blocked what they saw in hell. Of course, the shield would be set in the soul mark."
Zach looked at Walter who was lying on his stomach. "So I wanted to create a false memory that would allow him to bypass the shield."
Benjamin raised his eyebrows, "How?"
Zach shrugged, "It's very simple, covering his memory of entering hell and turning him into sleep." Zach frowned, "Then the process in the middle becomes a dream. Even with the shielding of soul marks, humans don't The ability to retrieve the soul mark. He cannot detect the fault in the connection between the memory and the soul mark. He cannot detect that I have moved my hands and feet, and will regard the shield as a dream, and the real reflection will be reflected in the memory. "
Benjamin stopped laughing and thought for a moment, "It seems you failed."
"Yes." Zach shrugged. His eyes still stayed on Walter lying on the table, "I'm not sure what just happened." Zach frowned, "It seems that his soul is still in the body, when my false memory just covered the real memory When..." Zach raised his eyebrows. "You see, I'm blind."
"So there is indeed a shield." Benjamin frowned, just like Neil did at Quest Manor, which meant that the vampire's peeping was noticed by someone who set up a shield, "You..."
The candle flames skyrocketed again, and Walter, who was lying on the table, suddenly straightened up, and the ball of light and shadow rushed out of the flame and sank directly into Walter's body!
Just like last time, the flames had no intention of dissipating, and the inner flame was pushed open by something! Fuzzy shadows struggled in the flames! And Walter had already fallen under the table, twisting his body and pushing something with his limbs, "Get out! Get out!"
Benjamin held the beer can and pressed it on the candle. No matter what else was inside trying to penetrate the flames and come into the world, the channel created by the spiritual summoner was closed.
Walter on the ground finally made a push away! Only one of the strange pupils in his eyes was left, occupying the center position.
Walter seemed to be very weak, and his neatly dressed clothes had turned into a mess while twisting underground.
Zach reached out to pull up Walter, whose collar was already soaked with sweat, but...
"Don't touch me!" Walter glared at the vampire and slapped away Zach's outstretched hand, "Do you want to kill me! You are neither human nor ghost!"
Zach raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth, "It's you, you set up the barrier yourself."
Walter reluctantly stayed on the ground for a long time before standing up.
"Shuttle between two worlds." Zach said with a hint of wonder on his face, "You set up a barrier to cut off the marks left in the soul in hell, prevent it from being reflected in the memory, and protect yourself. The body will not be punished for crossing the line..."
"That's enough!" Walter looked into the vampire's eyes, "You, you!!" His whole body was shaking with anger! "Get out! Get out!"
"Oh, Walter." Zach shook his head and tried to show his sincere apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Get out!" Walter interrupted Zach.
Among the three people, there was an undead spirit with no sense of existence rushing around. He shouted angrily: "You said you would take me back to my body! Where is my body?! Where is my body! You lied to me! "Well.
Walter rushed to the curtains and glared at the vampire. "Go find your body yourself!" He opened the curtains.
The cyan figure crossed everyone's sight and ran towards freedom. Zach looked at Walter and sighed, "Really, really, I'm sorry." (Want to know more exciting developments in "Barton's Fantastic Incident"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select Add Friends to add a public account, search for "zhongwenwang", follow the public account, and never miss every update again!) (..)