Delusion Master

Wei Lin chose the road leading to the bell tower, thinking that he might be able to see the situation of the entire monastery and the trace of Bai Yuan if he climbed up and looked into the distance.

And judging from the map experienced in the game, this road is the smoothest, just passing through the atrium garden and a sunflower field, which is much more comfortable than the gloomy old library and the more gloomy cemetery .

Occasionally, along the way, he encountered a black-robed warlock in the same attire. Wei Lin lowered his hood, nodded and passed by.

When passing by the sculpture in the atrium, the faint weeping sounded again in the distance. He stopped and listened carefully, but he couldn't distinguish whether it was a male voice or a female voice. He only felt that it was full of desolation and pain, like returning from the hell of endless torture. lingering sound.

So he looked at the light gray sculpture suspiciously—it was a group of legendary apostles of the Holy Spirit who followed the Supreme God, there were men and women, and a pair of children, all of them had strip-shaped membranous wings on their backs, and the carvings were lifelike— —I also reached out and knocked to make sure it was the texture of the rock.

Leaving the atrium through the stone arch, the dirt path under your feet winds through the back garden, and the fields on both sides of the road are full of sunflowers.In winter, sunflower leaves and stalks turn dehydrated gray-yellow, and the flower discs turn black, like countless upright withered corpses, facing the direction of the setting sun.

The momentum of the wind and snow was much weaker, Wei Lin brushed off the snow foam that fell on the tip of his nose, looked at the bell tower standing at the end of the back garden, and continued to walk forward.

As soon as he took a step, the sunflowers all over the field turned around, and the withered flower discs stared at him with dense holes.

Wei Lin turned pale with shock, and took several steps back!

He had just had a fight with an evil spirit that wanted to get into his body, so he didn't feel scared, and zombies and monsters couldn't scare him, but the large swath of sunflowers turning back under the cloudy sky really scared him arrive.

"Fuck! What the hell." He murmured with lingering fear.

"coming……"

"coming……"

"No one can stop..."

"Everyone is going to die..."

"what to do……"

"coming……"

The sunflowers whisper in small, inhuman voices.I don't know which one is talking, they are all talking.

Wei Lin Baimaohan was so frightened that he clenched his dagger tightly in shortness of breath, thinking whether he should burn all these sunflowers that have turned into spirits into trouble.

At this moment, he felt a strange air flow behind him, covered by the howling wind, and attacking silently with killing intent.He suddenly pulled out the fine iron dagger, turned around to block——

As the sparks burst out, the dagger and the long sword clashed with each other, making a crisp sound.

Wei Lin saw who was coming, and exclaimed in surprise: "Bai Yuan!"

The wind blows the opponent's burqa, revealing the inner silver-gray scales and the knight's helmet, which is gilded with a delicate iris pattern medallion.The helmet is open-faced, and it can be seen that there is no superfluous expression on the face of the visitor, and it is as indifferent as a stone statue.

It was clearly Bai Yuan's face, but when his eyes met, Wei Lin suddenly felt that he was facing a stranger who was full of vigilance and hostility.

"...Bai Yuan?" He called again in doubt, withdrew the dagger, and pulled down the hood with the other hand.

The other party flipped his wrist and pressed the sword edge against his neck, preventing him from approaching.

Wei Lin felt that the matter was serious now, he stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of the sword, frowned and said, "What happened? You don't recognize me anymore?"

The opponent's sword hand was as steady as a rock, and he asked in a cold voice: "Should I know you, Warlock."

... Bai Yuan would not make such silly jokes, there are only two possibilities for the current situation: First, he is not Bai Yuan, but looks exactly the same on the outside.Second, he is indeed Bai Yuan, but his consciousness has a problem in this "absolute domain".

The possibility of the latter is extremely small - Bai Yuan's mental power is second to none among the delusion-breaking masters in the entire treatment center, Wei Lin has experienced this deeply, not to mention the starship that was manifested However, Shu Zhengyang forcibly imposed the power of the world's rules on "Bai Yuanyuan" before, but he could not shake his will.Wei Lin couldn't imagine how Wang Yulun could do it.

Then there is only the former - for some weird reason, the guy in front of him has completely copied Bai Yuan's appearance, even the fine lines on his skin are exactly the same.

Thoughts were spinning in Wei Lin's mind, and he decided to follow the trend and figure out the ins and outs, so he took the lead in putting on a peaceful posture, ignoring the sharp sword on his neck, putting the dagger into its sheath, and saying, "I'm not a warlock. I was captured by them. Those black-robed men seemed to want to hold some sacrificial ceremony with me, but I would not stand still, so I wiped them all out. By the way, my name is Wei Lin, how about you?"

The man was silent for a moment, as if he was judging the authenticity of the words, and finally said reluctantly: "You can call me the white knight."

Wei Lin thought for a while, and asked unwillingly: "Have you ever seen a man who looks the same as you? He is my lost companion."

The white knight replied unmoved: "No. And I'm skeptical of everything you just said. If you find out that you're lying—" Jian Feng pressed Wei Lin's neck threateningly, meaning without saying a word Metaphor.

"I didn't lie to you." Wei Lin smiled, and opened the skirt of his robe, showing the blood stains on his shirt and the wound wrapped in bandages, "I just got hurt by an invisible ice-like ghost. It kept trying to get inside me. Do you know what that is?"

This smile is clear and friendly, harmless to humans and animals, very flattering, but it is his description that touches the White Knight's expression. "You mean it's formless, cold as ice, seeking out human skins, and those sorcerers are offering sacrifices to it?"

Wei Lin nodded: "It sounds similar, but what exactly is it?"

The white knight frowned slightly—this little action was exactly the same as Bai Yuan’s, so that Wei Lin’s heart missed half a beat, and at this moment he had the illusion that "he is Bai Yuan"—withdrawing the long sword, he said in a deep voice: "One or two I can’t explain clearly, and this is not a place to talk. I will take you out of the monastery, go back wherever you came from, and don’t come near here.”

Wei Lin lost his partner and wanted to find out what the "White Knight" was. How could he give up this only clue? He immediately shook his head firmly: "I won't leave. I want to find out what happened in this monastery." What's the matter, and that ghost thing, I must kill it! Otherwise, it will either come back to trouble me, or it will harm other unlucky people who have become sacrifices."

The white knight's expression seemed to soften a little, and he said, "If you don't leave, you may die. Don't expect me to save you then."

Wei Lin sniffed the familiar scent and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I never entrust my life to others, and I don't die so easily."

The white knight fell silent.

Wei Lin turned his head and glanced at Huatian calmly: "I wanted to go up to the bell tower to have a look, but I'll forget it now. I'd rather fight with a group of ghosts than get close to these damn sunflowers. By the way, you heard crying just now Yet?"

"Since 200 years ago, those cries have never stopped." After the white knight finished speaking, he turned and left without concern for himself.

Wei Lin hurriedly followed: "Then what are you doing in this monastery? You attacked me just now because you mistook me for those men in black robes—are you here to find fault?"

The white knight's footsteps are fast and calm, like soldiers rushing to the battlefield with faith in their hearts.Shuofeng wrapped his low voice and sent it to Wei Lin's ear: "I'm here to find something that was stolen by them - something with powerful and forbidden power, something that shouldn't be owned by humans. It can only belong to gods. "

When Wei Lin saw the iris badge on the armor, he knew that he was a member of the Glorious Army directly under the royal family. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "You also believe in gods? I thought you were only loyal to the king."

The white knight stopped suddenly, and Wei Lin's nose almost hit the hard scales on his back.He turned his head to look at Wei Lin, with suppressed anger in his eyes: "The king is not a blasphemer, on the contrary, he is very pious. He just doesn't want to see someone using God's will to seize power and harm people. The greatest blasphemy against the gods."

"This 'someone' refers to the Pope." Wei Lin pointed it out nonchalantly, thinking that if Wang Yulun is really a patient of grandiosity and delusional disorder, he would be a little different: he set up a world for himself in the inner world. He has defeated a very powerful and noble opponent, and then through suppressing, cannibalizing and completely destroying this opposing force, he can satisfy his invincible sense of accomplishment.

The white knight looked at him, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, but he was still a little uncertain about the position of this strange young man—unlike the people of the Black Church, but he didn't have much respect for the royal family in his words, and his tone when he mentioned the Supreme God was even more so. frivolous.Was he from a neutral highland tribe or a forest druid, or something more mysterious?

Seeing this look, Wei Lin's blood boiled with excitement, and he really wanted to pounce on him and press him against the wall, while kissing fiercely, he peeled off the knight's armor piece by piece from his vigorous body... However, the man in front of him was not Bai Yuan, he I feel deeply regretful and depressed about this.

——Bai Xiansen, what happened to you, where did your consciousness go?

He asked again unwillingly: "I said, have you really never met someone who looks exactly like you? His name is Bai Yuan."

"No. And I don't believe that there are two identical people in the world, even if they are twins, at most they are a little alike." The white knight said firmly.He paused, and asked back: "You don't seem to be lying. You said that person is your lost companion? If I meet him later, I will tell him that you are looking for him."

Wei Lin sighed: "Thank you. Besides, he is not only my companion, but also my bed partner."

The white knight was stunned, and for the first time since meeting him, he showed obvious emotional fluctuations on his face. "You, two men..." He couldn't even speak very fluently, as if he had never heard of the fact that two men could have sex, he was both shocked and unbelievable.

Wei Lin chuckled in his heart: This guy looks cold and hard, and his demeanor is sharp and steady, but how simple is he in the world, and he doesn't even know that men can stir up sex?

So with a mischievous mentality, Wei Lin continued to put on a flirtatious expression: "Yes, men and men can also do things between men and women, and it feels even better, because you conquered an equally strong same-sex man." , let him be willing to lie down on you in any sense, that's much hotter than a woman—have you never tried it?"

The knight froze for a few seconds as if under petrification magic, before replying bluntly: "I don't want to know about it, let alone try it."

Wei Lin shrugged: "That's a pity. When Bai Yuan and I went to bed, he used your face to call the bed and orgasm."

The knight's tall body in scales swayed slightly, then turned around and said, "I still have tasks to do, you can go by yourself! Also, don't tell anyone how much your lover looks like me, if you don't want to If you are pierced by my sword."

He turned the corner with a stride, faster and faster, as if chasing a vile and shameless ghost.

Wei Lin felt a little bit of fun, but also a little guilty—this was venting anger, he knew it, because his partner disappeared for no reason, and this guy was facing Bai Xiansen's face with swords and swords at him, and he looked at him coldly, he just wanted to tease him .

Soon, he put the guilt behind him and thought: It’s useless to hide, this monastery only has such a small space, you have to do tasks, I want to find someone, look up and look down, just wait and see .Damn, if you don't show up, Bai Xiansen, I'll dismantle this high imitation from the outside to the inside, I don't believe I can't find any clues!

He was thinking so majesticly, and the sunflowers in the flower field behind him whispered again:

"coming……"

"Hurry up and find..."

"It's useless……"

"Everyone will die in the end..."

Wei Lin shivered, and ran towards the courtyard without looking back—oh my god, these ghost flowers are much more terrifying than that evil spirit!