The joints were twisted, the muscles were tangled, Feng Xue's body was thrown in a rather twisted posture, a strange punch that seemed like a monster from a nightmare waving its tentacles.
Although the little monster couldn't see where its eyes were, it captured Feng Xue's changes extremely keenly. Its body completed two turns in mid-air in an unscientific manner. The teeth were as uneven as bone nails. The strange mouth seemed to have locked onto Feng Xue's throat.
However……
Snapped!
Feng Xue's fist swinging from the side suddenly turned into a top-down hammer strike, hitting the disgusting-looking little thing hard.
The little thing that looked like pieces of meat, offal, and various weird bodily fluids were put into a blender and blended. There was not much difference in feel and appearance. However, under Feng Xue's blow, it was actually very hard. It was slapped on the ground and turned into a puddle of real meat.
"I've never seen this kind of thing before, and it doesn't look like a common parasitic monster. The development speed of that kind of thing will never be so slow."
Qingjin looked at the puddle of rotten meat and muttered with a slightly disgusted expression. Then he looked at Feng Xue and said slightly warily:
"Is your hand okay?"
"It is slightly corrosive, but short-term contact will not cause any problems." Feng Xue casually pulled off a piece of cloth from the corner of his clothes, wiped off the sticky substance on the side of his palm, and speculated while looking at the slightly yellowed bottom of his palm.
The detective finally recovered from the stinging pain in his mind. He looked at the ball of flesh vigilantly, as if he was worried that it would explode again. However, after discovering that it did not have any mental fluctuations, he finally looked at Qing Qing. Jin nodded.
Upon seeing this, Qingjin immediately condensed a ball of cold flame and threw it on the wreckage.
The flesh and blood, like dumpling fillings with a series of juices of different colors such as spinach juice, pineapple juice, strawberry juice, blueberry juice, etc., slowly turned black as the flames burned, but did not emit any smell.
Until all the traces turned into ashes, Snake Eyes, who caressed the little snake pitifully, finally turned his attention:
"There is no obsession. It seems that this is not the subject."
"It's expected." The detective gently pressed the bruised eyebrows and the bridge of his nose, and then looked at Feng Xue, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't speak, and just turned his attention to Feng Xue again. When he reached the mouth of the well, he had a headache and said:
"This guy actually knows how to release the scapegoat. It seems he is not very smart at all. We must find a way to solve it before he goes to sleep."
Hearing the key word "fall asleep", Feng Xue cheered up slightly, and heard Qing Jin sigh with emotion:
"It's not that easy. We haven't even figured out the species of that thing yet. It's just a dream to catch it."
"That little thing before was able to ignore Qingqing's poison. It should be a flesh puppet or something like that. It might have something to do with 'Hoth'." There was a bit of coldness in Snake Tong's voice. Although there was no reason, it sounded When he came to the word "Hoth", his body even shivered uncontrollably.
"Hoss... The power of translating Konjac has not been translated. It should be a name or a proper noun. Speaking of it, the illusions of these three people seem to be from the same series. Weibull, Ruijin, Ques... Are these some unique secrets of this world?"
This intuitive inference made Feng Xue start to think about the characteristics of these three people's phantoms, and the three of them fell into silence at the same time. After about thirty seconds of dead silence, Qingjin finally spoke:
"Anyway, I'll send the news to the branch first. Fortunately, I just 'sobered up' today, so I should be able to hold on for five days."
"I'm about the same, but the burden of using this obsession is a bit heavy. I can last for three days at most." The detective glanced at his sapphire brooch helplessly, and finally shook his head and said:
"Anyway, I'll go to the police station first to see if I can get a copy of the deceased's social circle and itinerary during this period. Maybe I can find some clues."
"Oh, I haven't slept for five days...Forget it, my obsession still has some effect. I will enter a state of pseudosleep during this period. If anything happens, you can always call me." After Snake Tong finished speaking, he even Without further discussion, she turned around and left, but Feng Xue could sense that the other party was slightly afraid of her.
"Is it because the Heavenly Demon's Zhuxiang Fist aroused some suspicion?" Feng Xue thought of this, but didn't think much about it. She just reached out and grabbed the frustrated ghost hand on the side, and sighed:
"You have also seen that my obsession is such a troublesome thing. Although it is very powerful, it has its own consciousness. Is there a safer place for me to take a rest? I just woke up today. I should be able to survive. A short time.”
Qingjin and the detective looked at each other, and the two seemed to communicate something, and then Qingjin took the initiative and said:
"Let's do this. You and I go to the branch. Although it is just a contact point, special obsessive objects have been placed to suppress the activity of the obsessive objects and dream beasts."
Feng Xue secretly said "The plan is clear", but on the surface he hesitated slightly before nodding and said: "Then please."
…
Different from Feng Xue's imagination, the so-called branch is not a secret room hidden in a bar, karaoke bar or other store, but a commercial house with three bedrooms and two living rooms, but the decoration is hard to describe.
The three bedrooms and a small living room were all decorated to look like independent single apartments, while the large living room only had a round table and a circle of sofas, surrounded by bookshelves.
"The second bedroom on the left is still empty. You can use it as you like. The books on the bookshelf are all open to the public. As long as they are not destroyed, it doesn't matter. I'm going to write a report first."
Qing Jin said, turned around and got into the master bedroom, while Feng Xue casually glanced at the books on the bookshelf, but focused his attention on the vase in the center of the round table——
Name: Phantom Graun's Wine Bottle
Elements: [Wine], [Utensil], [Hallucination], [Intoxication], [Impulse]
Introduction: An instrument from a certain great being can emit a scent of wine that humans cannot detect, making the extraordinary beings who come into contact with it become intoxicated.
Note: Although, there are quite a few people who do not sleep but go crazy after being drunk...
…
"Tsk tsk..." Looking at the characteristics of this phantom, Feng Xue couldn't help but marvel, but then, the naming format also made him realize that maybe all phantoms in this world are really this kind of thing.
"Is it the influence of more than one 'great being'? Is it a strange story? Or is it just multiple vests of one being?"
Feng Xue was thinking about this question, but she took down a booklet called "Dream Keeper's Code" from the bookshelf and read it quietly...
I have a headache, just one chapter today
(End of chapter)
