"I am in the same position as you."

Tong Fuyuan didn't take off the priest's mask, but his voice was no longer indistinct, and his original voice was restored. His tone was soft, the kind that would most easily make people feel good and let go of their defenses.

"Everything I do is for you."

But Wu Rong didn't follow his methods, instead he felt that a subtle change had taken place in Tong Fuyuan. Compared with the past, he is very different now, because he finally showed his real face, no longer pretending.

Where is the opportunity for him to change? The Hongya safety zone alone is not enough to overthrow the image of his previous management. After all, neither Major General Lu nor Luo Shiyi and others of the Spirit Extinguishing Team have sufficient evidence. After all, Tong Fuyuan is the world's top psychic, a professor at Tianda University in the capital, and has a high status in the hearts of the people.

What made him abandon his human identity without hesitation and come directly to 'confront' Wu Rong? Could it be that there is something behind the Holy Wedge Society?

But Wu Rong felt that something was wrong. Tong Fuyuan's behavior was not as simple as tearing off the disguise. His attitude was completely different from the past. It even made Wu Rong think of the scepter, as if he had changed his soul. .

"Are you thinking, when will those ghost kings come over?"

Seeing Wu Rong's silence, Tong Fuyuan smiled lightly, and then apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't speculate on your thoughts. It's just that it's really hard to find a chance to talk to you alone. I was really helpless, so I used some tricks .”

Needless to say, Wu Rong has noticed subtle changes in the surrounding space since Tong Fuyuan appeared. If the previous Laomiao Cave is another space similar to a tiankeng, there are special keys (the blood of the Wu family, the flame of the maple tree) ) people can enter, then the present place becomes the same as the real tiankeng. Except for him and Tong Fuyuan, everyone else was excluded.

Unless the reincarnation in the tiankeng is over, no one can come in again.

The grandmother who was placed behind her disappeared at some point, but this was good news for Wu Rong. If there is a battle, he will not have other considerations.

"You are not human."

Wu Rong repeated in deep thought, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and his eyes became sharp: "Tong Fu Yuan, are you really Tong Fu Yuan?"

"Of course, I am Tong Fu Yuan."

The other party was calm and composed: "The top psychic Tong Fuyuan, the professor Tong Fuyuan, the high priest of the Holy Wedge Society, Tong Fuyuan, these are all me."

"Who are you now?"

Wu Rong was not distracted by his words, and asked indifferently, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched the key to all problems.

"As expected of you, your intuition is still so keen while being bound in a human body."

Tong Fuyuan admired, and then bowed humbly: "Compared with you, my identity is really humble and unrefined, and I don't deserve to be in your ears. But since you asked, I will not hide anything from you .”

"I'm Yuan Tongfu from 'Correcting Mistakes'. I usually sleep in a deep sleep. If there is a wrong turn in fate, then I will wake up and try my best to correct the mistakes."

Correct a mistake? A wrong turn of fate?

"I wanted to meet you a long time ago, but it's a pity that I never had the chance. In the human world, my power is too weak, suppressed by the consciousness of the psychic Tong Fuyuan, and I can only see you from a distance on the battlefield. Until now, I Only then can I finally have the honor of talking to you."

Tong Fuyuan's tone was sincere and sincere, with a hint of fanaticism: "You are the greatest existence, but you were deceived by despicable human beings—you should have stood by us."

His tone was like a scepter, with that kind of inexplicable fanatical reverence. But if what he said is true, the amount of information revealed is huge. First of all, there are at least two personalities, or two souls, in Tong Fuyuan's body. One of them is the human Tong Fuyuan. Whether it is a professor, a psychic, or the high priest of the Holy Wedge Society, all identities belong to the human Tong Fuyuan. He was also the one Wu Rong met in the past.

Under normal circumstances, in the human world, the soul of human Tong Fuyuan has the upper hand, and the other soul will not come out, sleeping quietly.

And when "fate takes a wrong turn", another soul will wake up. Wu Rong was keenly aware of the meaning contained in his words, "The power in the world is too weak, suppressed by Tong Fuyuan's consciousness, and it is only now that I can finally talk to you." Just as ghosts are the strongest in the ghost domain, and their strength will weaken after reaching the safe zone, it can be said that each species can only exert its strongest strength in its own 'world'.

The soul of Tong Fuyuan, who corrected his mistakes, woke up very early, but he didn't have control over his body until now. How is the present different from the past?

Two of the seven sealed tiankengs have been recovered, and there may even be more. The space in Laomiao Cave is probably not just "similar" to the tiankeng, it is a certain part of the tiankeng.

Obviously, compared with the past, the biggest change here is the 'Tiankeng', which can be temporarily called Tiankeng Tong Fuyuan. And the so-called wrong turn of fate in his mouth, could it be that...

Rebirth?

"what is this?"

Wu Rong didn't reveal his inner thoughts, he took out his scepter, and his eyes fell on Tong Fuyuan's face. It was found that the smile on his lips was warm at first glance, but stiff and false at second glance, like a poor-quality human skin mask. Or a monster in human skin, but no matter how disguised it is, it can't pretend to be so human, and it looks extraordinarily hypocritical.

"This is yours, Mr. Wu Rong."

Sure enough, Tiankeng Tong Fu Yuan knew this scepter, but his tone did not reveal any other emotions.

"It was made for you, turned to serve you. You can do anything to it, even break it."

The scepter did not speak, and Wu Rong felt that it trembled when Tong Fuyuan said the word 'broken', but did not refute, as if by default. What Tong Fuyuan said should be true.

What is it?

This question came to Wu Rong's mind again. Originally, he subconsciously didn't want to delve into it because he felt that his origin might be inseparable from the Great Tiankeng.

The tiankeng and human beings are in the same situation, and they are mutual enemies. If he really came from the big tiankeng, then Lingyun and the others might be in a difficult situation. After all, even ghosts are hostile to tiankeng creatures.

What would Fu Qing do and what would she think?

Wu Rong doesn't care. In his opinion, when one's strength reaches a certain level, one can control one's own future. Be it tiankengs, humans or ghosts, no existence can interfere. It's just that he subconsciously didn't want to embarrass Fu Qing.

Wu Rong only investigated the matter of real identity by himself, without asking other people to help, Wu Rong wanted to solve this problem by himself first.

But now, after hearing Tong Fuyuan's words, Wu Rong confirmed that he probably did not come from the Great Tiankeng.

Maybe it is related to the Great Tiankeng, but he is not a creature of the Great Tiankeng, but should be some kind of higher, higher-level existence...

"Despicable and cunning human beings rely on your favor, deceive you, and blind you. This is not your fault, but the fault of human beings. This lowly creature is dirty, weak, and bold, making the world like this The ugly appearance even makes you bound in a human body, it shouldn't be, it should be destroyed..."

"Have you said enough?"

Tong Fuyuan's chatter was interrupted by Wu Rong, who was impatient to listen to it. Ever since he came to the realization that 'I am not a creature of the Great Tiankeng', a certain obstacle in Wu Rong's heart suddenly broke. He originally thought that this matter didn't have much impact on him, but he didn't expect the subconscious impact to be greater than he imagined.

Inexplicably, Wu Rong now really wants to see Fu Qing, wants to kiss him, wants to hug him, skin to skin. Maybe it's because the Peach Blossom Shougong is still in effect, and longing penetrates into the heart like alcohol, and Tong Fuyuan in front of him naturally looks even more obtrusive.

"Where is the witch?"

"She's here with me."

Tong Fuyuan replied, not unhappy at being interrupted, and explained sincerely: "I didn't do anything to her, you know, I won't touch your things without your permission. As long as you and I Come and see him."

"Oh?"

Wu Rong was noncommittal: "Where are we going with you?"

"Of course it's our world."

Tong Fuyuan's expression was still stiff and false, but his tone instantly became dreamy, like a passionate tour guide: "You will like it there, there are scorching magma, the majestic Black Stone Mountains, and the lovely ghost masks in the mud swamp grassland Running freely in the wilderness, the soul tree that will bear the most delicious fruit grows in the wilderness. It is 10,000 times better than the dirty and dirty world, a million times better. That is where you should be. "

"should?"

Wu Rong played with his taste, the corners of his lips curled coldly: "I don't like this word."

"Sorry!"

Tong Fuyuan immediately apologized, and sure enough, just as Wu Rong probed, he had an extraordinary respect and obedience to himself, just like a scepter. But it is different from the scepter.

Tong Fuyuan is very dangerous, even now Wu Rong still thinks so. This person, or the heavenly ghost, is paranoid and fanatical, and all his submissive attitudes are to achieve his ultimate goal.

So it is impossible for Wu Rong to go to the Tiankeng with him, even if Aunt Wu Rong is in his hands. If Wu Rong didn't go to the Tiankeng, the other party would continue to use Aunt Wu Rong as an excuse. In order not to completely anger Wu Rong, they would not go too far.

And Tong Fuyuan is still apologizing one after another: "You know, I didn't mean that, but I want to introduce you to my hometown too much. If I accidentally offend you, I really deserve to die—"

"Then you go to die."

Wu Rong said coldly and indifferently, he has never been a character who can tolerate guilt and temptation. Tong Fuyuan's words stopped abruptly, he was still bowed, but the whole person fell silent, his body trembling slightly.

He was laughing, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he said with a wry smile: "As expected of you, you are really ruthless. It's just that you should be ruthless to human beings, not me... Sorry, I said the word should again."

"But I'm really sorry, Mr. Wu Rong, I can't die before correcting the mistakes of fate. No matter how you treat me in the future, it's okay, but not now."

Tong Fuyuan's tone became firm, revealing a strange madness, but his voice was extremely soft, as if hypnotic: "You have forgotten a lot of things, yes, I know, but it's not your fault. It's despicable human beings relying on It is not your fault that your love and pity designed you."

"Just remember it. Yes, fate shouldn't make mistakes. I will help you remember."

Before he finished speaking, the whole space was trembling, which was more terrifying than an earthquake. The altar in front of him burst out with strange light and heat, and the mist filled the air. Wu Rong had been on guard for a long time and was always ready to fight, but the mist lingering around him made his soul shudder, giving birth to a strange sense of familiarity.

Where, where have I seen it before.

Like a blurry old photo being restored, and dust wiped off from a dirty lens, the pictures and scenes that were not clearly visible in the past dreams became clear and appeared before Wu Rong's eyes as if they were on the scene.

This is—the memory he blocked.

'I'll teach you how to kiss. '

In the familiar memory picture, in the familiar dark scene, the voice of the other party is no longer vague and indistinct, and even the hot feeling on the lips is extraordinarily real,

This time Wu Rong finally saw clearly that the person in his memory was Fu Qingnan.