I Persuade People With Reason

In the silent night, the ambulance whistle was exceptionally clear. The car lights in the distance swayed the dark night, and the brilliance spread out like water waves.

At this time, the Xie family was in chaos. In the yard, only Xie's mother could be heard crying.

Father Xie also lost his usual calmness and stood there at a loss. He ordered the servants to clear the road, and asked them to open the door to meet the ambulance. Stupid feet... His incoherent command and scolding sounded from time to time mixed with Xie's mother's cries, synthesizing a harsh duet, which seemed so flustered and embarrassed.

At this moment, this couple, who always prided themselves on their high-class status and always paid attention to elegance, were no different from the country fools and shrews they usually despised.

Now they are just a pair of poor people who lost their children.

In this chaos, no one noticed that there were two figures standing silently under the wall near the gate. Even if someone's eyes are turned in that direction, they will pass by, as if there is nothing, and then naturally look away.

It was two young men standing side by side. One looked less than twenty or ten, with a relaxed expression and a lazy posture. The soft forehead was hanging in front of his eyes, covering the slightly sharp temperament between his eyebrows and eyes. Just looking at his demeanor, it was as if he was visiting Ocean Park on vacation. A middle school student; the other is twenty-seventeen or eighteen-year-old, with medium-length hair almost reaching his shoulders, a very deep face, and brown pupils. Think of characters like wandering painters or singers.

However, these two people who seemed to be very incompatible at this time were standing together harmoniously, silently watching all this in the midst of the cries and noises of the whole courtyard.

In the sound of the whistle, a bunch of headlights suddenly came from outside the gate, and a servant ran quickly towards this side, shouting: "The ambulance is here! The ambulance is here!"

Immediately, there was another "chaos" at the scene.

The helpless sigh of the ambulance can be heard faintly from the noisy voice: "People are out of breath, be mentally prepared? Prepare..."

Then, the voice was drowned out by Mother Xie's cries.

At the corner of the wall, the two of them stood quietly. They didn't relax their posture, but just stared at the "farce" in front of them; while the illusionist was tense all over his body, his attitude seemed natural, but in fact he paid all his attention. It all falls on the original, and dare not have the slightest carelessness?

——Faced with this man who appeared out of nowhere, and who would have no power to fight back, he could hardly recognize his confrontational mind, no matter how careful he was. In particular, this is still an unpredictable person.

He did not recognize Yuan Buwei's identity, because "Illusionist" was not a native of the third district, but from the western part of the Federation, and he was not keen on paying attention to the news of the third district, even if he happened to see "Shang Han" on the Internet "That face, at this time, is not the same as usual.

"You brought me to Xie's house on purpose, what do you want to do?" The illusionist looked inexplicable, and finally couldn't help speaking. Even if he is caught by Yuan Buwei, he still insists that his script is perfect. "People cannot be resurrected from the dead, and the script that has already ended cannot be repeated."

Yuan didn't, but shook his head and said, "It's not difficult."

The "Illusionist" sneered, just thinking about it? Say it? You should be tough, but suddenly raised his hand and wiped it out of thin air in front of his eyes. He couldn't dodge in time, but he felt two black qi swish into his eyes, and his heart was very big. shock.

But those two black qi came and went quickly. Before the "Illusionist" could say anything, his eyes returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

"What have you done to me..." The "Illusionist" tilted his head to look at Yuan Buu, before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Not far ahead, a soul with empty eyes was wandering blankly in the yard, sluggish and rigid, seemingly unaware of everything around him.

"Illusionist" could no longer control his expression.

"—What is that? Xie Huaying's ghost?"

I didn't want to ignore him.

His pitch-black pupils were fixedly staring at that wandering soul—this is the vision of a soul going out of the body when a person is about to die. If the soul returns in time, there is still a chance of life; otherwise, after another minute, when the connection between the body and the soul is completely disconnected, the soul will completely dissipate and never return to the world.

Yuan Buwei just looked at it like that? That dazed soul wandered around until she lingered beside Yuan Buwei, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it without warning, and the spirit suddenly floated away and was sucked into Yuan Buwei. before.

He kneaded it, and then threw it at the girl's warm body like a sandbag.

So, this dazed soul was stuffed back into his body like this——

Suddenly, the surprised voice of the medical staff resounded in the yard: "You're angry again?! It was probably suspended animation just now, hurry up, and there is still a chance for rescue?!"

Originally, he turned his head to the stunned "Illusionist" and smiled: "Look, I'll say it? It's very simple."

"???" "Illusionist" has been sluggish, and the things he encountered tonight have been constantly challenging his common sense, and his force has been reduced from the behind-the-scenes boss who appeared angry at the beginning to the current one with 100,000 employees. Why is the sand sculpture silly, "Is there such a thing? Operation????"

At this time, the yard was lively again.

The Xie family was even more overjoyed, almost jumping three feet high. Xie Mu, who was still immersed in grief and couldn't recover from her grief before, was reminded by someone to react. Everyone heard her slap and scream in surprise—

"Hey! Live! My daughter is alive!"

The ambulance had already left, the servants had dispersed, and the "Illusionist" was still standing under the wall, unable to recover.

He stared blankly at the ambulance that was going away for a long time, until the exhaust gas from the car was no longer visible, then he finally regained his senses, and suddenly raised his eyes to look around.

"Resurrection from the dead? How is this possible..." The "Illusionist" looked dazed, and his tone was as erratic as stepping on cotton. "I would rather believe that I am not strong enough to fall into someone else's illusion."

There seemed to be a faint light in his pupils, inch by inch towards the surroundings, as if he wanted to see through the true and false of the surrounding world and expose the truth of everything.

He didn't do it or stop him. Instead, he watched with interest? The "Illusionist"'s every move, watching? This highly skilled Awakened was first stimulated by the "resurrection" move? Almost collapsed. , and then he deceived himself and forced himself to calm down, and found out that everything was not an illusion, but a real collapse again... It's really interesting. The resilience of human beings really has an upper limit beyond imagination, or is it that the will of the awakened people is stronger?

It's no wonder that when the awakened people were allowed to play horror escape games for free in the inner world, didn't everyone adapt well from the beginning to the current one?

After taking a closer look, he found that everything was not an illusion. The "Illusionist" had to admit his failure, but he still tried to struggle.

The sky was smeared with layers of ink, looking down from above, the faint mist that ordinary people could not see continued to diffuse outwards with the Xie family as the center, and between the large pieces of mist drifting, the illusionist's figure left in place quickly Fade, and soon only a faded outline remains.

——He actually wanted to take the opportunity to escape!

The next moment, the outline that was about to fade suddenly stopped, and thousands of black qi permeated from all directions, filling the outline with thick colors.

——The "Illusionist" who disappeared in an unknown way just now was captured by someone in another incredible way and returned to the same place.

Countless dark smoke was still entwined around him, permeating the mist around him, squeezing him constantly.

The "Illusionist" who was captured reluctantly raised his head and looked at the other person.

In the thick fog, there is a figure standing leisurely, his dark shadow twists on the ground, and endless black smoke gushes out from it, filling the entire thick fog, filling almost every corner.

The pitch-black smoke wafting around completely eroded the realm of the "Illusionist" with an incomparably arrogant attitude.

However, the original owner, "Illusionist", stood in the same place and couldn't move an inch - a large area of ​​black smoke was like dense water plants entangled around his body, and it was like a turbulent black sea water surrounding him.

The "Illusionist" finally chose to give in.

The look he looked at Yuan Buwei was very complicated: "You won. Since you don't kill me, it means that I still have value. Say, what do you want me to do?"

"...Is it so easy to give in?" Yuan was not surprised by his tone, but with a little regret, "You just turned your back on the monster? The guild? The society has grown?"

"I follow the president, just because of his strength. But now it seems that you are far superior to him."

The "Illusionist" shook his head and sighed, his expression couldn't help showing a bit of frenzy.

"Actually, I should have expected that I wouldn't be able to run away - something like coming back from the dead... shouldn't it belong to the realm of the gods?"

"...You who can bring people back to life, what's the difference between you and a god?"

All along, the "Illusionist"'s loyalty to monsters, guilds, and guild leaders comes from the guild leader's powerful strength. He believes that no matter what troubles he encounters, it will be temporary, and the powerful guild leaders will crush them. But now, this troubled president obviously cannot be solved, and the power of the president has failed.

——Then, don't blame him for choosing to give up the president and follow a more powerful "god".

At this time, he was calm and unbelievable: "What's more, with the strength you have shown, with my current situation, do I still have a choice?"

While speaking, the "Illusionist" helplessly swept across the endless black smoke that filled the surroundings. He had no doubt that if he hadn't succumbed quickly enough, he would either die or die sooner. Death is miserable.

Because, the powerful Awakened will not jump out for no reason. He suspects that the young man in front of him is related to the Yongning Church, and the Yongning Church is famous for its fierce reputation. It is said that those who do not give in have become ordinary people.

And such an end, for a person like him, is even more terrifying than death. In comparison, loyalty to monsters, guilds, and guildmasters is nothing.

Originally not satisfied? Nodding: "I have something to ask you."

Endless black smoke filled the surroundings, and the illusionist slowly raised his head.

Then, he put his hand on his chest and chuckled.

"……We are happy to help."