Since The Red Moon Appeared

"Om..."

The shadow of Lu Xin and the white spiritual body gathered next to the hourglass were strong. In a moment, these spiritual bodies had broken one by one, turned into a little bit of white light, and dispersed, but But they are intertwined, chaotic and fierce.

Even Lu Xin was slightly surprised.

The power of the father is like a black torrent, heavy and cold.

The past is a kind of unreasonable that makes all life activities wither, and everything twists and collapses.

And the pale spiritual body summoned by the hourglass, after being crushed by the black shadow, the broken white light did not immediately dissipate, but still gathered around the hourglass, forming a white ribbon, which was shadowed by the black. The force was squeezed, and it bloomed like petals. It seemed that it was tightened to the limit in an instant, but it was not broken by the blow.

It seems that the black shadow has the upper hand and is in an undisputed strong position.

But this was enough to surprise Lu Xin. .

Because this was the first time he had encountered it, enough power to stalemate with his father.

In the past, my father had such a violent temper. It wasn't that I saw someone hit someone, and who hit someone immediately cried?

What is the nature of the power summoned by this hourglass that can be barely supported under the hands of his father?

"what?"

Father also obviously made a surprised voice.

Immediately, he seemed to be worried that Lu Xin would hear that he was wondering, and his power rushed forward.

There was a sound like the sharp grind of the blades of countless blades intertwined together, fine and clear, which made people feel sick and uncomfortable.

With wave after wave of father's power, the black shadow deepened and pushed forward.

The white mental power that barely supported the shadow is being quickly wiped out, like a drill bit advancing in a wild and cruel way, the broken mental power splashed in all directions like sparks, shaking the surrounding furniture. La shaking.

"What kind of monster are you?"

The young man with the hourglass in his hand was even more frightened.

Lu Xin was surprised because Sombra didn't kill him in the first time. What he felt was panic.

In despair, he suddenly let out a piercing scream and made a risky decision.

Holding the hourglass in his hand, he yelled desperately: "Spiritual coverage!"

"Om..."

A huge air tremor suddenly stirred in this room.

The hourglass once again bloomed with dazzling white light, and the sand inside was lost by at least one third in an instant.

And this time, the white light shining out of the hourglass no longer resists the black shadow ambiguly, but instead spreads out and covers the black shadow, following the black shadow, quickly towards Lu Xin's body. Spread over...

This white spiritual power is very peculiar in nature.

If you look closely at the white mental body with a microscope, you will find that the subtle parts of the mental body are scenes, and different figures are linked together to form a film, just like the film of a movie, butted closely together. , Slid onto the surface of the shadow, and quickly covered it. It was like pitch-black sea water, covered with a layer of oily light, showing an unusual splendor under the red moon.

"what?"

Lu Xin was slightly surprised.

He understands the principle of spiritual coverage, but he is a little uncomfortable. Someone actually "covers" himself?

Unexpectedly, he was caught by this white mental body, walking along the shadow to front of him, and climbing on his outstretched palm.

He used to choose to cover others...

As a thought flickered, the white mental body had already followed the shadow and reached him.

At this moment, Lu Xin had two choices.

One is to immediately cut off the connection with the black shadow, lest the weird spiritual power touch him.

The second is to let this white spiritual power contaminate oneself.

Without even thinking about it, he chose the second one.

After all, it is the father, the family, how could it be cut off at this time?

Another point is that, I have to say, he is quite curious about the white shadow.

…

"what?"

When the white shadow touched Lu Xin's palm, there was an exclamation.

Not Lu Xin, but the young man holding an hourglass.

He didn't seem to expect that the white spirit body could really cover the past and touch Lu Xin's body.

But he knew the reason soon after, his expression was excited and crazy.

The whole person's body was distorted and changed, blending into the white mental body, and quickly rushed towards Lu Xin. At the moment of contact with each other's spiritual power, Lu Xin could even feel the unexpected joy in his heart, as well as the robbery. Excitement for the rest of my life...

"Even if you can block other people's memories, there is still one person who can't block..."

"that is you…"

"Unexpectedly, there is such a big gap in your memory..."

"Although your strength is strong, your weakness is too great to imagine..."

"..."

Amidst this tremor of mental power and the excitement and excitement that radiated, Lu Xin's body fell backwards suddenly, subconsciously overturned, and landed firmly on the roof of a car below. Sitting half kneeling, shaking his head.

The young man wearing black clothes and holding an hourglass in his hand is gone.

He got into his body.

At such a moment, Lu Xin felt so strange.

Memories kept tossing up, like a moment when I suddenly thought of my ex-girlfriend.

Out of control.

But Lu Xin didn’t think about his ex-girlfriend, mainly because he didn’t have any, he didn’t even have a current girlfriend...

What he remembered was a scene from the past.

To be precise, it was his past from leaving the orphanage to meeting Mr. Deer.

For him, this memory was blank, as if he had been living through it in a muddle-headed manner.

But now, it suddenly revealed vivid details.

In his memory, scenes suddenly appeared. It was after he left the orphanage without a soul, barefoot, wearing clothes from the orphanage, and walking on the chaotic street, a dress appeared in front of him. The man in black clothes and holding an hourglass in his hand, with a gentle smile, said to himself: "My kid, why are you here, no one takes care of you?"

At that time, I didn't understand anything, so I could only look at him quietly.

The person holding the hourglass turned the hourglass upside down, and the hourglass gave off a gentle light.

His expression was mysterious and friendly, and gently stretched out his hand to Lu Xin: "Let's go, I will take care of you."

Lu Xin looked at him for a while, then did not hold his hand, but quietly followed him forward.

They crossed the streets and alleys and came to an ordinary resident.

People in black began to take care of themselves, buy themselves food, prepare themselves a change of clothes...

…Even, in these memories, there are scenes of this man taking himself to the playground, teaching himself to read a book, feeding medicine to himself when he is sick, flying a kite with himself, playing football, and taking himself to the river. The scene of catching fish and shrimp.

From then on, his shadow was everywhere in my memory.

…

This feeling made Lu Xin feel very strange.

This pale-faced young man was originally just a stranger to himself.

But as those long-lasting memories appeared, he gradually became familiar.

It turns out that I knew him a long time ago. It turns out that he had taken care of himself for so long before...

With Lu Xin's eyes, his hostility gradually disappeared and he became gentle.

…

Deep in his memory, the young man gradually became excited, even very excited.

The three abilities that the hourglass can exert:

One, disturb the opponent's memory, make it lose logic, and temporarily forget what is about to be done.

Second, make memory grains and summon different spiritual bodies.

Third, take yourself into the blank area of ​​other people's memory and weave new memories.

This person is terrible, an opponent he has never met before.

But there are large blanks in his memory, which is the easiest type to deal with.

As long as he fills this gap in him, he can transform from his enemy to his friend and relative.

It can even leave hints to him in this blank memory.

Let him think that he was arranged in Qinggang by himself, an undercover who would defect only waiting for himself to appear...

…Of course, this person is still a bit weird.

I have knitted so much for him in my memory, but no matter which scene it is, I have never seen him smile.

But I don't have time to think about it, and I've exhausted my energy to help him weave this blank memory.

His blank memory is like a bottomless pit, consuming too much sand.

…

Finally, after more than half of the sand in the hourglass was consumed, the dawn of the person holding the hourglass ushered in.

In memory, he was very familiar with Lu Xin, and it could even be said to be dependent on each other.

So he knew that he had finally come to the last moment, when he put an end to this memory and asked him to regard himself as an undercover... As long as he succeeds, this powerful person in Qinggang will become his undercover and execute himself. Willingness.

"I'm leaving…"

In his memory, he looked at Lu Xin with a sad expression on his face: "I'm going to do a great thing..."

Young Lu Xin looked up at him quietly.

"I am a servant of God, and I am willing to serve everything for God..."

He looked at Lu Xin with a serious look: "Maybe one day, we will meet again, remember, you have to..."

…

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the scene...

In my memory, the place I chose to live with this abnormal child is the apartment buildings that can be seen everywhere in Qinggang. The aunt with curly hair and the uncle who loves to drink beer. This familiar scene is also the easiest to remember. Weaving the elements of success.

But he suddenly discovered that, at some point, the apartment he chose had become an old building.

Lonely and miserable, located in the bustling city, out of place.

Above the old building, there is a bright red moon, and inside the old building, there are black lacquered windows.

He who was about to put an end to Lu Xin's memory, was standing in front of the old building with his young Lu Xin.

He didn't know what was going on, let alone where it was.

…

Squeak...

There was a cold voice that was so clear that it could penetrate into the bones of people. He was horrified to see that the silent and dark old building, somehow, there was a window on the first floor facing his own window, slowing down. Slowly, pushed away...

There seemed to be something in the window of the black hole, looking at him quietly.

Suddenly he felt a throbbing inexplicably in his heart, as if a cold worm crawled on his skin.

"Squeak" "Boom" "Hehe..."

More windows, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was slowly pushed aside from inside, as if black holes were looking at themselves.

The sound is different, there is the sound of window shaft rubbing, there is also a rough pushing sound, and even a few mysterious sneers.

An intuition for danger hit his mind instantly.

He subconsciously squeezed the hourglass, and wanted to step back.

But it was useless. I stepped back a few steps, only to find that I hadn't moved at all, and I was still in front of the old building.

Only then did he realize that he was in the memory of others.

…

…

So he looked around with a little horror and saw the young Lu Xin beside him.

Lu Xin was looking up at him.

This kid who has never had an expression on his face in his memory, has a weird smile on his face.