A car drove smoothly onto the highway, and the sleeping centenarian suddenly woke up.
"Quah!"
He was obviously a human, but he made a frog-like sound.
The driver looked at the rearview mirror and asked worriedly: "Lord, what's wrong with you?"
Sweat gradually formed on Lu Fa's head. He looked around nervously and then looked back at the traffic behind him.
"Lord, what's wrong?" the driver asked, and he became a little nervous. He looked around in the car mirror, worried that the enemy was chasing him in a car.
The driver didn’t know what enemies were chasing the great Lord. The Lord was so great, how could anyone punish him.
However, his fanaticism caused him to lose his basic ability to reflect. He unilaterally believed in the great Professor Lu Fa and believed that he was the future god. He is still in the incubation period.
"It's okay, just concentrate on driving and I'll figure it out." Lu Fa took a deep breath, temporarily calmed down his panic, and then told the driver not to panic.
"yes."
The driver withdrew his attention and focused on driving, leaving only part of his energy to observe the possible enemy cars on both sides of the road.
Although Lu Fa calmed down, he could not wipe off the cold sweat on his head.
He wiped away the cold sweat, and after a while he broke out in cold sweat. He pulled out the tissues in the carton again and again, using up a pile of tissues in half an hour.
The big-eyed old man looked back from time to time. Sometimes there was no car behind him, and sometimes there was a car behind him. There was no faint sense of peeping.
"You can spy on me when I'm out of town..." Lu Fa murmured in his heart, feeling a little panicked.
He carved the statue all night long. Only at night is the time when his own strength becomes stronger. But after carving all night, he was really sleepy and had to take a nap in the car. Unexpectedly, he just rested for a while and fell asleep in his dream. Feel a slight sense of voyeurism.
At that time, he woke up immediately from the dream without any pause. After waking up, he quickly looked around, but saw no suitable target.
But that familiar voyeuristic feeling was unmistakable, something was definitely spying on him.
Damn, what is that!
Lu Fa's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. His eyes were already big, but with the bloodshot eyes, his whole person was tainted with a crazy temperament.
The old skin has faintly changed, the wrinkles slowly melted away, the rough skin gradually became delicate and smooth, and the head also showed faint signs of swelling.
The driver sitting in the driver's seat was shocked and reminded aloud: "Lord, it is not safe here and it is not suitable to show your true identity."
The old driver who was driving was one of Professor Lu Fa's confidants and an early frog-turner. He knew that it was not the time for the Frog Society to speak out yet.
Upon hearing this, Professor Lu Fa quickly put on his black priest's robe and hat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get off the highway."
"What about the destination?" the old driver said.
"Turn to the inland lake, the nearest one."
Professor Lu Fa was already scared and felt that he was not safe at all on land.
For Frog Society, it is safe to have both water and land.
Along the way, Lu Fa was nervous, turning his head from time to time to see if there was anyone behind him.
…
Laleye.
"It's a pity that I can't punish you in my dream." Kemen murmured in his heart.
If this extremely dangerous person could be killed in his dream, the people of Koizhou would be able to sleep more peacefully.
Kemon is not a particularly holy character, nor is he so selfish that he only thinks about himself.
For his own country, Kemon sincerely hopes that it will thrive instead of falling into chaotic order.
"If there is no way to sanction it, then just change the target..." Ke Meng turned to think of another existence.
The existence behind the radio once gave Kemon an extremely dangerous feeling, and he could not use his human body to be a synesthetist.
It seems that as long as you have synesthesia, you will be discovered by the other party.
At that time, Kemeng did not further develop synesthesia in reality, for fear of being noticed by the hidden existence.
Now Kemeng is in the form of an evil god. When he was synesthetizing with the old man Frog, even the old man didn't notice the existence of Kemeng. It felt like there wouldn't be any big problem with the existence behind the radio.
Let's give it a try, maybe the being behind the radio is not in Blue Star, but outside of Blue Star.
If it is outside Blue Star and is weaker than Kemon, then impose cross-border sanctions.
Then Kemen began to recall the whispering sound from the radio in his mind. That sound was full of chaos, making people feel world-weary, and desperately wanted to be anti-social and anti-human.
Kemon was tired of hearing about it while he was shearing wool, and he almost knew it by heart.
In addition, I had tried it once in human form before. After regaining my feeling this time, I resumed the path I had not taken last time, recalling the sounds and constructing the image of the other person in my mind.
The vague image gradually took shape, and the lower body seemed to have many tentacles, which was very consistent with the positioning of a member of the Shadow Stream.
Ke Meng once saw Mi Jingyun's shadow suddenly pull out several tentacles to attack him. It can be seen that the members of Shadow Stream are no longer pure people, but monsters with tentacles, but they are usually well hidden.
"Tentacles, the body of Professor Lu Fa, the frog man, also has tentacles. They have something in common. Why is this?" Ke Meng reflected while further simulating the form that existed behind the radio.
After a while, the shape of the upper body also came out. The waist was a bit thin, and the mysterious part above the waist quietly bulged, and above it were the clavicle, neck, and head.
The strange thing is that the person's face is not fixed at the end of the head.
Do you have no face?
Kemen continued to simulate for a while, and it felt like he really had no face.
People of Shadow Stream really don't need faces, they can change their faces as long as they change one person.
A person has thousands of faces. As long as you keep changing, it doesn't matter what your original face looks like. In theory, you can change to an unlimited number of faces.
"No face." Kemen frowned and saw darkness.
There is no light around this person, and he actually lives in a completely black environment.
There is only the appearance of the body, no color. Her current form is just a floating shadow without a carrier.
The information carried by the radio does not contain information about her face, which is already the upper limit of synesthesia.
It can only be said that it is indeed a secret existence. In terms of confidentiality, it is even more powerful than Professor Lu Fa.
It was also at the same time that Ke Meng was peeping at each other that the faceless man in the darkness suddenly moved.
Without any warning, he just started swimming in the darkness.
It's panic, confusion, and confusion.
It was like a soul that had been sleeping for a long time was suddenly awakened.
As she wakes up, Kemeng gradually feels that the other party has a certain power.
How can I describe this kind of power? It is too far away to be evaluated.
Anyway, it is not the power of an evil god, but a feeling similar to that of a black ghost, but it does not have the thickness of a black ghost, and even 999-level seafood cannot compare with it.
But Kemon had a hunch that if left unchecked, she could grow to the level of a black ghost.
