Chapter 439 Prisoner

   "It's rare." Gong Zhe took another puff, then dropped the cigarette, "I just had the door, so my perception is so keen."

  "But this is not necessarily a good thing for you." Gong Zhe said: "You have to learn to restrain your desires and not be controlled by things behind the door."

   "Otherwise, that shelter is your final destination. Of course, if you are slightly lucky, you may be killed directly by your former companions."

  "Is this the benefit of entering a nightmare?" An Xuan opened his sleeves, and the door in his hand became more and more coquettish.

  He even felt that facing Gong Zhe, the blood in his body was about to burn.

  His eyes gradually turned red, and a strange voice kept whispering in his ears, like bewitching, which made people irresistible.

  He has a strange desire in his heart. He wants to cut open the body of the middle-aged man in front of him and dig out the door inside his body.

  Then take it for yourself.

   But slowly, the only remaining reason took the upper hand, An Xuan's face slowly changed back, he gasped heavily, as if he had walked through a ghost gate.

   But his description is not wrong.

  If he loses control, Gong Zhe will indeed twist his neck directly.

  After all, he is completely out of control. It is unrealistic and unnecessary to control him. Even if they are sent to the shelter, they will be judged as extremely dangerous.

   will be executed secretly immediately.

  Injection execution.

  The pain suffered by the method of death will be more real and intense.

  He thought that even if An Xuan chose by himself, he would not want to go there.

   "What exactly is the door?"

  "It is a contract." Gong Zhe emphasized: "Blood contract."

   "Blood Deed?"

  Gong Zhe smiled, and the scar under his twitching mouth also moved, looking very unfriendly, "Do you remember how this door on your body came from?"

  An Xuan frowned. There seemed to be a vague memory in his mind, but it was not very clear.

  This feeling is like finding a thread in a mess of wool.

  "Yes" A light flashed in An Xuan's eyes, "It's a piece of white paper. Someone asked us to cut off our left hand and print it on the white paper."

  "The white paper is alive! It sucked the blood from it, and then." An Xuan clutched his head, and various fragments began to appear in his mind, sometimes clear and sometimes broken.

   "No, no, it's all a dream." An Xuan closed his eyes tightly with an expression of pain, "It's all a dream, it's a dream. I haven't experienced those at all."

  Gong Zhe did not urge.

  The young man in front of him is a very good guy, very similar to the guy I met before.

  But this young man is obviously more formal. After all, he was born as a night watchman. Unlike the other one, the bottom line is a mystery, and he is a chicken thief.

  He believes that this young man named An Xuan can think clearly.

  Some facts, although cruel, you still have to learn to accept them.

  Now that he is ready to cooperate, he still hopes that his partners will be smarter and have a better understanding of the truth of the world.

  After a while, An Xuan gradually calmed down. He held the back of the front seat, his face was covered with bloodshot eyes, "It's brainwashing."

  "The images in my mind are traces of incomplete brainwashing. They did some ulterior things with our bodies." He gritted his teeth, "It's those guys in the executive department."

   "That white paper. It's what you call the blood contract!"

  Gong Zhe didn’t answer directly. This question was meaningless. He believed that the young man behind him had already guessed at all times.

   "Every piece of white paper is a contract. It is the door represented by you and the piece of white paper, or more precisely, it is a contract signed with the thing behind that door."

  "Once the contract is reached, it will never be changed. You will gain the power of the things behind the door. Correspondingly, you will also bear the curse imposed on you by the things behind the door."

  "The curse will increase with time, or the number of times you use it will gradually deepen. The curse cannot be lifted, but there are ways to extend the time for the curse to erupt."

  An Xuan raised her head, with countless bloodshot eyes hidden in her eyes, "Through the door of absorbing others, right?"

  "This is the truth." Gong Zhe praised and said: "But we generally don't call it absorption, we call it seizure, and for those who master the door, we generally call it a disciple."

  "Disciple?" An Xuan's pupils contracted violently when he heard the name, "Crimson?"

  The people in the crimson are used to calling themselves disciples.

   "Yes." Gong Zhe nodded, "All of them also have doors. That's why the Night Watchman Executive Department wants you to reform."

  "If you want to deal with the devil, you must first turn yourself into a devil."

   "I don't know if there is a **** in this world, but please believe that even if there is a god, it can't deal with the things behind the door."

  "Because there are not only ghosts behind the door, there are also some. You can't understand them at all. You can call them weird."

  "Only the door of alienation can produce weirdness. Similarly, weirdness is more difficult to predict than ghosts, because ghosts are transformed into after death, but weirdness is not. The ways in which they produce are strange."

  "I hope you can understand them as a kind of will, the will produced by nightmares"

  "The will cannot be predicted or contended with human power. What can oppose the will can only be another, larger and stronger will."

  "Moreover, the will cannot be destroyed, it can only be erased, which is what the disciples call inheritance." Gong Zhe said in a sigh.

  "Only alienated doors can produce weirdness, and weirdness can be inherited?" An Xuan's eyes were strange, "Through the inheritance door?"

"clever."

   "How is that door alienated?" Gong Zhe's words can be regarded as opening a new world for An Xuan. He is eager to dig out all the information he knows about the door.

   "There are two kinds." Gong Zhe seemed to be in a good mood, "The first one is more direct and is taken from the disciples who have the alienation door."

  "But it’s difficult. The power that a disciple with an ordinary door can control is difficult to fight against a disciple of the alienation door~lightnovelpub.net~ but it is not completely impossible."

   "The power of ghosts is no match for the weird power." An Xuan nodded, "Can I understand that?"

   "Inaccurate, but it sounds straightforward." Gong Zhe commented.

  "What about the second one?" An Xuan asked again.

   "The second point, it's a lot of trouble, you need to enter an alienation door, and then crack it." Gong Zhe said: "Then you are equivalent to getting the approval of this alienation door."

  "Become the new owner of this alienation door?"

   "No." Gong Zhe's expression suddenly became solemn, "It seems that you still don't understand the situation we are facing."

   "No one can really control a door, even the most ordinary door." Turning around, Gong Zhe's eyes calmly looking at An Xuan made the latter terrified.

   "We are all slaves of the door, prisoners of nightmares."

  　5 is over, brothers, I will go to bed first, and continue tomorrow. If you like, please vote for a monthly pass, thank you

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)