Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

During the passage of time, Lumian saw that there were still office workers who left the Science and Technology Building one after another, and a cart was not so conspicuous at the edge of the highway, selling frying powder, fried noodles, braised, fried skewers, and fried skewers. , Barbecue and other foods.

A car was on the lights, and it was still busy.

It's okay for the time being ... Lumian couldn't see Zhou Mingrui's trace, but he didn't feel any abnormalities.

At this time, Lao Xia came in:

"Go down again, lest Xu team say that we are hiding in the office and lazy."

"Okay." Lumian nodded.

Then he saw that Lao Xia moved his body a little awkwardly.

"What happened to you? Waste the waist?" Lumian stopped, still close to the window.

Lao Xia had his head on his head, and his expression said as usual:

"I don't, what, ah ..."

During the process of speaking, his lips stagnated when he closed, and his accent also changed.

Without waiting for Lumian's response, Lao Xia looked back and continued to the door.

His knees, his ankles, his arms, and his shoulders were like pouring lead blocks, heavy stiffness, stagnant and astringent.

Lumianhuo remembered the puppet performance seen in the basement of the "alone" bar in Trier. There was a feeling of an invisible silk thread in the joint place of Lao Xia.

"Now Lao Xia is more like a puppet, not humans ...

"He was duraced, but he was?

"My thoughts, why do you seem to be stuck ...

"I am there, I am also a secret?"

Luman was shocked, lowered his head, trying to raise his right arm.

In his sight, his arms were lifted and stopped, and then stopped again, as if he encountered a slow internet speed when you brushed the video.

Sure enough ... Lumian's first reaction was that Tianzun turned himself in secret, but without the pain of the fish from the fish described by Frankka, the pain and uncomfortableness from the air from the air.

He immediately thought of another possibility:

Charatola or Tianzun's men, hiding in the dark, trying to deal with herself!

Lumian moved his neck slightly and turned his eyes out of the window.

He found that the vehicles driving on the road paused at the same time, but without instantaneous brakes, it could not stop.

After a brief solidification, these vehicles continued to drive again.

After two seconds, they stopped again.

This makes Lumian as if watching the surveillance video, watching it frame by frame!

Not only is the vehicle, the hawkers selling fried noodles and their customers also present similar, abnormal stuttering.

"Dreams, the city, so large, scope, the secret, only, Tianzun, or," Fools ", can you do ...

"Disdient, here ..."

Lumian worked hard to concentrate and was ready to take the initiative to withdraw from the dream.

Although he doesn't know why his experience is different from Frankka, the current situation and the surrounding changes make him feel that this is not able to get rid of his personal ability and confront them.

The only solution was to take the initiative to exit the dream before it became a secret.

Of course, Lumian did not put it into practice immediately, because he did not need to use the "information crushing box" to delete the important contact person on the mobile phone. This has been done in advance. He still has a certain time to experience the current change. Can observe some hidden information.

Ten seconds later, Lu Mian's thoughts were suddenly smooth, and no longer had the feeling of being stuffed with his head.

"Okay? Isn't the secret?" Lu Mian looked outside and found that the vehicle on the road no longer paused.

Those vendors and pedestrians are also normal.

"Why don't you move, what do you think?" Lao Xia was sideways again, urging Lumian.

Lumian's eyes moved slightly, and said with a smile:

"Ouch, I have a stomach hurt, I go to the toilet."

After speaking, he ran away, crossed Lao Xia, and ran into the public toilet on the floor.

Lao Xia looked at his back and scolded it with a funny way:

"Lazy cow, lazy horsesy and pee!"

Lumian entered a compartment. After locking the door, he quickly used the "Spirit World shuttle".

He "transmitted" to another public toilet and appeared in the air over the men.

Seeing that there was no one below, Lumian fell lightly and locked the door.

Here is the hotel where Charatustra stopped. Before Luman went to the "waiting" outside the Li Kejie Ward of Hongyue Hospital, he came here and stepped on it. The Tostra's plan was temporarily put on hold and changed to an enemy who used Li Kejie to ambush, but when he was in full time, he would still make more preparations to avoid Chara Turtera chose indirect ways to choose indirect ways. Clean up Li Keji, at that time, the alternative plan may turn right.

Lumian took out a mirror and put it on the water tank.

Then he pressed his right hand up.

His figure suddenly leaned forward, quickly blurred, and entered the glass mirror.

With the help of the world in the mirror, he shuttled in the glass window of Charatustra's suite.

In the night, this is undoubtedly a real mirror.

Lumian did not close his face close to the glass mirror, but peeped at the situation in the room separately.

He is not sure if Charatistera has returned to the hotel at present. Maybe he is still entertaining outside, and he dare not use divination to find the position of the other party now.

The next second, he saw a figure, wearing a black suit, with slightly messy white hair, hanging on the main light, swaying gently, like a hanged corpse.

Zarathustra!

This... Lumian was a little shocked:

"Zarathustra was hung by Mr. 'Fool', just like he hanged the angel?

"Will the clear instructions I made to Zhou Mingrui in the afternoon really work?

"I originally only wanted to get Zarathustra kicked out of the dream, and I was ready to pay the price of a chance to enter the dream..."

While Lumian was thinking, he saw twisted, wriggling, transparent maggots falling from Zarathustra.

As soon as these insects fell on the bed and the ground, they quickly faded and disappeared, as if they were just phantoms.

Lumian then saw a figure walking out of the void.

The figure was wearing a black suit, with white hair, a thick beard on his face, and eyes that were dark blue to almost dull black.

Zarathustra!

Another Zarathustra!

Zarathustra is still alive!

Zarathustra raised his head and looked expressionlessly at "himself" hanging on the chandelier.

The hanging figure soon faded and became transparent like the maggots that fell before, until it disappeared.

"The one who was hung up just now was Zarathustra's historical pore image?"

"Zarathustra sensed the danger in advance and summoned the historical image to replace himself? Otherwise, at the level of Sequence 7, the historical image will not last long..." Lumian retracted his gaze and stopped looking at Zarathustra, so as not to be noticed by him.

The information provided by the major arcana cards introduced the abilities of "Fortune Teller" to Sequence 3 "Ancient Scholar" in a relatively detailed manner. When it came to Sequence 2 "Miracle Master", they simply talked about what wishes and miracles were. The major arcana cards hardly mentioned anything above that. The terms "grafting" and "fooling" were only mentioned later to explain specific things.

Lumian stood in the empty and dark area behind the mirror. Combining his own and Zarathustra's different experiences, he had some speculation about what had just happened:

"Preliminary confirmation is that it was the abnormality that I reminded Zhou Mingrui during the day.

"On my side, pedestrians and cars within the range have been affected by the Mystery Puppetization, not just me... This shows that my reminder to Zhou Mingrui did attract the attention of the Heavenly Venerable, but because it was a reminder made during the day, the Heavenly Venerable could not accurately lock me, and could only roughly circle a range?

"In the collective Mystery Puppetization, if I use extraordinary abilities to resist or struggle, I will be quickly locked by the Heavenly Venerable, and if I choose to exit the dream to avoid danger, the Heavenly Venerable's purpose will also be achieved, and I will consume an opportunity to enter and exit the dream... It's really treacherous...

"My reminder to Zhou Mingrui was also sensed by Mr. 'The Fool', and the name Zarathustra was also mastered by him, so Zarathustra suffered a targeted and rapid Mystery Puppetization, but this was borne by the image in the historical pores...

"Why is Zarathustra so calm now? Is this the 'Faceless Man'? Or, is He sure that before new changes occur, Mr. 'The Fool's' attention will only come once, and if you avoid it, you really avoid it?

"Let Roshan test Zhou Mingrui tomorrow to see if he still remembers Zarathustra's threat. If he does, and Zarathustra has not been turned into a puppet or kicked out of the dream, then it should be that Tianzun provided help and resolved this incident with a death in the historical projection...

"Can we also use a similar method to avoid being kicked out of the dream?

"Or, the threats in other people's mouths are different from the stimulation in person, so the experiences of Franka and Zarathustra are not quite the same..."

Thinking of this, Lumian quietly looked out of the mirror again.

He saw Zarathustra walk to the door as if nothing had happened, open the door, let several followers in, and discuss tomorrow's business negotiations with them.

Lumian felt a pity.

He was just thinking about whether to take advantage of the opportunity when Zarathustra's historical projection was hung up and the real body appeared to make an assassination during a surprise attack!

His current curse still has the characteristic of not being transferred by the "paper man substitute", as long as the one affected is indeed the real body.

After taking a look at the followers and weighing the possibility that there were extraordinary people among them, Lumian silently left the glass window that could serve as a mirror and went back to the toilet.

He had just left for two seconds when Zarathustra and his followers in the room either half turned their bodies or tilted their heads, all casting their eyes towards the glass window at the edge of the living room reflecting the night.

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In a cheap hotel.

Anthony, who had isolated himself after contacting Pengden, sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for the possible abnormality.