The day when I was chased by three thousand planes across borders

"Don't worry. If we had thought about you, we would have done it long ago." The witch patriarch smiled and looked at him jokingly, "Also, isn't your flower guardian here?"

Even though it was speaking human language, the fluent standard of the witch patriarch's speech was obviously well prepared.

Shen Shutong murmured about the black mirror man who sold his subordinates ten thousand times in his heart, and glanced at the demon from the corner of his eye, seeing that he still had a calm face, he temporarily stood still and sat down again.

"Then what can you tell me?" he said.

The witch was silent, waved her hand, and let the idlers back out.

"Do you want to hear the beginning of that prophecy?"

The patriarch is not young, his long hair is already grey, and his thin body is half covered by a huge witch hat. He speaks slowly behind the mist rising from the teacup, giving people the illusion of telling ghost stories.

Shen Shutong was not bluffed, instead his eyes lit up: "I would like to hear the details."

He came to the Witch's Plane because he wanted to inquire about this news.

"It happened a long time ago, so I'll make a long story short. There was once a citizen with the same mental power as you in the witch plane, and she couldn't remember other people's names."

The existence of EX-level spiritual power, there is still one?

Shen Shutong's heart was churning.He pressed surprise and asked, "Is this person still alive?"

"Unfortunately, she should have passed away."

Shen Shutong was slightly disappointed, but there was nothing he could do.He thought for a while, and then asked: "You said that witch couldn't remember her name like me. Do you know why?"

"Although there is no direct evidence, according to the speculation of the doctors of this family, the mental power comes from the brain. If the source is larger, it may oppress the jurisdiction of the language and cause name recognition obstacles. This is the best we can come up with so far. possible conclusions."

The witch's explanation was expected by Shen Shutong.

For a long time, he had speculated about his strange illness, and also thought that it was due to mental power.

He lowered his eyelids, put away his original hopes, and a trace of melancholy flashed across his heart.

As far as he knew, looking at all planes, there seemed to be no technology to remove mental power from the brain.

"But it was only in recent years that we came to this conclusion. When that citizen—a sister of my family was born, she was too different from ordinary people, and it was difficult to remember other people's names, and the patriarch at that time did not Pay more attention to it, and only regard it as a strange disease. My elder sister suffered a lot of discrimination and misunderstanding for this. Regarding this matter, the decision makers at that time were naturally responsible for not stopping it in time." The witch said, "So later, She made a big mistake and went into exile, and we are all to blame."

"A big mistake?" Shen Shutong seemed to hear something.

"With her EX-level spiritual power, she turned into an extremely powerful monster. She killed the person in charge of the witch clan at that time, that is, my mother."

Shen Shutong was startled, and said apologetically, "Sorry."

The witch smiled faintly and waved at him, but her face became more and more vicissitudes: "I don't really hate her. It's been a long time ago. It was my mother who made an arbitrary conclusion for her at that time, and she was punished by the whole clan." Ridiculous. She's holding a grudge, and that's not hard for me to understand."

"Then... what happened next?" Shen Shutong asked.

The witch made a great circle, and also spoke of the prophecy.

Then it's time for the main event.

"Later, in order to capture her back to the plane, we released a certain rumor—" The witch patriarch took a deep breath, "Those who have EX-level spiritual power can live forever."

rumor? !

Shen Shutong was taken aback, then turned to look at the devil.

The demon listened intently, saw Shen Shutong staring at him, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Shen Shutong was suddenly hit in the head by the heavy news, and was in a mess of thoughts. Hearing his question, he suddenly didn't know what to say, moved his lips, and hesitated to speak.

The witch continued: "For this reason, my elder sister wandered around in various planes, hiding in Tibet, hiding her name, and finally died in a foreign land. Before she died, she sent a letter to the witch plane, and we discovered her trace. Bring her body back to the plane for burial."

Shen Shutong was in a trance, still in a dream: "So, the 'prophecy' is just a cover?"

The witch was probably getting old, and squinting at him for a long time, she suddenly realized that the human beings in front of her seemed to be implicated in their past.

After all, from any point of view, the weight of this prophecy is too shocking.

Whether it is its proposer, or its content.

At that time, this rumor was widely circulated in the three thousand planes, and even her elder sister who was as powerful as her died prematurely because of fear.They also would not have expected that hundreds of years later, a child with superhuman spiritual power would be born in the human plane.

In order to ensure the secrecy of the visit, the investigation department did not stay in the witch plane for a long time.After Shen Shutong got into the car, the sound of the turbo engine began to sound slowly.

He turned his head and saw through the window not far away that the chief witch and the man in the black mirror shook hands and said goodbye. The witch seemed to notice his eyes and turned her face slightly. Shen Shutong smiled back and then turned her eyes away.

It is still a bit difficult for him to accept the reality at once.

Just like the ancient man carrying a piece of priceless jade in his pocket, he couldn’t sell it or throw it away, and he had to carefully avoid other people’s eyes every day; one day, someone suddenly told him that his jade was actually fake.

But other people don't know, they will still stare at his fake jade.

The demon was standing beside him.From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shen Shutong's complicated eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into an interesting arc.

I stared at him before, and I stare at him now, with a look of refusing to talk.

Are all humans this awkward?

"Sir, is there something on my face?"

The devil originally wanted to tease Shen Shutong, but this sentence came without warning. Shen Shutong was asked coldly by him, and he was a little dazed for a moment. The doubts in his heart blurted out: "I thought you would turn your face on the spot..."

"How to say?"

"Didn't you come here just for this prophecy?" Shen Shutong lowered his head slightly, "Now that the patriarch of the witch clan has personally said that this is a rumor, are you not interested in me?"

"This? I already knew."

Shen Shutong opened his eyes with a blank expression on his face.

"When this remark was made, my subordinates went to the witch plane to investigate, and came back to report to me." The devil smiled, "I knew the truth a little earlier than you."

Shen Shutong was speechless for a moment.

So, this person knew it was a rumour, but he stood aside as if looking cool, and didn't remind him of anything?

...Forget it, he should get used to it.

The devil said again, "I'm curious, though. Didn't you feel a little panic after she told the truth?"

"What panic?" Shen Shutong asked confusedly following his words.

The devil suddenly approached his face, half joking and half serious: "The panic of being abandoned by me."