Infinite flow: I have a trick! I have a trick for fighting ghosts

"Who are you?! Why are you here?! Why are you letting me see your memories?! Why?!"

Nanyu thought he had experienced countless storms and seen all kinds of thrilling scenes. However, he had never seen a scene as devastating as the one in Wusheng's memory.

The despair and shock in that scene made him unable to calm down for a long time.

If what Wu Sheng said was true, then it can be imagined that within thirty years, Longguo and even the entire earth will fall into endless disasters and completely turn into a purgatory on earth.

At this moment, the bloody words appeared in Nanyu's mind again.

"When you open this letter, you will be transported to the heart of the Earth, where you will witness the destruction of the world with your own eyes."

This sentence seemed to have a mysterious magic, and inexplicably had some connection with the scene in Wusheng's memory.

This made Nanyu more eager to know what was going on.

Nanyu looked directly at Wusheng who was slowly approaching him and asked again:

"Who are you? Why is the world destroyed? What are those things?"

Nanyu's eyes were bloodshot and his voice trembled like leaves swaying in the wind.

"Me? Hahahaha, you need to grow up quickly, I'm... cough cough cough."

Wusheng leaned on him, laughing crazily. Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly started coughing violently.

His dark red eye sockets gradually faded, turning back into ethereal and moving pink-blue eyes, and all the black lines on his face disappeared.

It seemed as if in an instant, the devil turned into an angel, and the huge transformation shocked Nanyu.

"What's wrong with you?" Wusheng tilted his head, his eyes full of confusion.

"Are you playing dumb in front of me? What happened to you? Tell me."

Nanyu frowned, and his voice unconsciously became angry.

He thought about how he was forced to desecrate part of Wusheng's memory and almost lost his faith, while Wusheng was pretending to be innocent here, and the anger in his heart grew stronger.

"Do you have a fucking split personality?" Nanyu glared at Wusheng.

"I... don't know what you're talking about. What's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"

Wusheng's eyes darkened slightly for a moment as he looked at the hideous wound where Nanyu's bones had pierced his skin.

His voice was still low and pleasant, flowing slowly in the air.

However, when Nanyu heard this voice, an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart.

"Does it hurt? Of course it hurts, it's all your fault!" Nan Yu roared angrily, his voice full of anger and pain.

"You are still pretending to be stupid. If the memory just now is not yours, then whose is it? Why are you pretending?!" Nan Yu's emotions became more and more agitated, and his rationality almost collapsed under the impact of anger and the scene just now.

He grabbed Wusheng's neck, his expression fierce and terrifying. At this moment, he seemed to have truly transformed into a sinister being.

Nanyu's fingers tightly clasped Wusheng's neck. His strength was so great that Wusheng's already pale face became even paler.

Wusheng's pink-blue eyes were still filled with doubt and confusion, like a thin layer of mist covering the surface of a clear lake.

The crazy man just now seemed to have nothing to do with him. He just stared at Nanyu quietly, his eyes full of innocence and helplessness, and a fleeting possession.

"Nanyu...I'm really not a bad person. I don't know what happened to me just now...I suddenly lost consciousness."

Wusheng squeezed out these words from his throat with great difficulty. His voice was hoarse and weak, like a string of a guitar blown by the wind, trembling slightly.

"Do you have a split personality?" Nan Yu glared at him, tightly pinching his neck with both hands. This time, he was the one who pressed the other person hard against the door panel.

Wusheng was a head taller than Nanyu, so even if Nanyu pinched him, he had to slightly tilt his neck.

From Wusheng's perspective, he looked down at Nanyu, who was furious, with bloodshot eyes and bloodshot white hair.

Nanyu looked like a wounded white wolf. Even though he was injured, he still dared to show his fangs to people and was ready to bite off the enemy's throat at any time.

Wusheng's heart, which seemed to have been dead for a long time, suddenly started beating "bang bang" without any warning.

The beating was so strong that it seemed to break through the restraints in my chest.

A strange yet familiar desire surged in Wusheng's heart, a desire to be conquered and controlled.

Over the long years, he couldn't remember how many people he had killed and his hands were stained with blood, and he almost forgot this desire.

The appearance of Nanyu made this desire grow completely.

In Nanyu's eyes, Wusheng's pink-blue eyes gradually became moist, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his aggrieved look made people feel pity.

He is like a child who has been wronged, and people can't help but want to comfort him.

Nan Yu's furious heart suddenly became like a deflated ball, and the feeling of irritability was instantly replaced by a soft feeling that welled up in his heart.

Nan Yu's hand that was pinching the other person's neck loosened a little unconsciously.

They were so close that they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.

A seed called "heartbeat" was accidentally buried deep in Nanyu's heart.

"What happened to you just now? If you don't tell the truth, I really don't mind killing you right now."

Nanyu's voice was cold. If Wusheng didn't tell the truth again, he wouldn't mind using the criminal law in "The Fragments of Pain" to force him to interrogate. He just didn't know what had happened to Shangguan Qingye and the others.

"I... honestly don't know what just happened. You're mine because I marked you. I don't want to smell anyone else on you."

Wusheng's eyes were clear and innocent, and his tone was a little aggrieved.

"When my consciousness returned, you became like this..." Wusheng continued to explain. His aggrieved look made Nanyu's heart move slightly.

Nanyu looked at Wusheng, and his thoughts began to become confused.

Judging from Wusheng's behavior, he really seems to be unaware of the existence of his second personality.

Are there really two people living in his soul?

"Then why do I meet you three times in three different copies?"

Since the other party had no idea that he had a second personality, Nan Yu decided to ask why he saw the sober Wu Sheng.

"I don't know either. Every time I open my eyes, I find myself in a different world, and there's a red dot in my eye. If that red dot doesn't appear, a force will control my body and force me to kill many people."

"I won't kill anyone until the red dot appears, guiding me involuntarily towards you."

Wusheng's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were dim and obscure, and deep in his eyes was a crazy possession that Nanyu could not see clearly.