Chapter 353: The Real Ability of Old White! I, Brian, Am Not that Kind of Person!

Mind realm, similar realm.

Strictly speaking, only consciousness-like existence can exist here, and it cannot carry matter.

Brian's heart was originally like this.

The reason why he was able to absorb the remaining flesh and blood left by Lao Bai into the Bliss Heart Realm was mainly because after absorbing the Buddhist talent of the Holy Buddha, his heart realm gained three additional special abilities (free content):

[First, Brian’s mind can affect reality.

He has the ability to directly make a person open his eyes and daydream, feeling like a dream come true!

Second, the two dimensions overlap.

Brian can physically enter the fourth dimension, or his consciousness can directly manifest in reality.

This is very perverted.

It means you can see it, but you can't hit it!

Third, space!

Between the mental realm and the real dimension, there is a layer of space that is difficult to perceive.

Brian can put real matter into this space.

After experimentation.

The size of this space is exactly the same as the range of Brian's life magnetic field.

Not one point too much, not one point too little. 】

Brian is now using the dual-dimensional overlapping ability.

This moment.

The realm of bliss and the basement space of the villa overlap.

The mind realm is attached to the space in the basement, forming a shape similar to the outer world and the inner world.

This is very similar to a movie Brian watched in his previous life: "Silent Hill."

At this moment.

The basement is the Silent Hill in the movie.

From the outside, it looks like normal times.

But without Brian's permission, the outside world would never be able to enter the real basement in this state.

Because they are not in the same dimension.

In the same way, creatures allowed in by Brian cannot get out without his permission.

The environment here, without Brian's interference, will also change with the changes in the thinking of the outside creatures that come in.

Whatever they fear will happen here.

Whatever they want, they can get.

The mind realm is originally the dimension of consciousness.

These are all false and resemble daydreams.

Without Brian's deliberate control, the Bliss Heart Domain was truly a place to enjoy.

Lao Bai is now in another dimension in the basement.

As his remaining flesh and blood disappeared in the basement.

The next moment.

That pile of squirming flesh sprouts appeared in an identical basement.

It's just that in this basement, Brian doesn't exist.

Through the observation window of the outside door, you can only see darkness, and you can't hear the quarreling sounds of the fierce old man and Thirteen standing outside the door.

This is the inner world after the two dimensions overlap.

Within the inner realm, there was a new change in Lao Bai's remains, which had lost all its breath and only had squirming flesh.

Those squirming flesh sprouts actually sprouted faces that looked like Lao Bai.

They were bound to the last remaining flesh and blood of Lao Bai.

When the granules squirm, they are actually struggling.

They want to break away from Lao Bai's flesh and blood and become truly independent individuals.

With the appearance of these 'old white' flesh sprouts, new changes also appeared in the dead basement.

The basement sometimes turns into a classically decorated Western restaurant.

There was a handsome blond Caucasian guy with an expressionless face, wearing a tight suit, sitting in an empty Western restaurant. He opened the lid of the dinner plate in front of him gracefully and unhurriedly, revealing that the umbilical cord still remained inside, and he tried to crawl out. Holding the escaped baby.

The handsome blond white guy slowly opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of jagged sharp teeth, no longer elegant, and bit into it fiercely.

The baby cried, but fangs sprouted from the umbilical cord, which wrapped around the blond white man's neck like a long snake, sucking the other man's blood crazily...

The scene changes and the environment changes again.

Sometimes there are scenes of corruption and chaos.

Sometimes it turns into various cruel scenes.

Sometimes family ethics are in turmoil.

Sometimes it's brutal slaughter...

Looking at the bizarre projections, Brian's face was expressionless and he didn't move at all.

These are all Lao Bai's sub-personality projections.

These projections are the truest representation of their thinking.

However, through these projections, Brian also understood how Lao Bai got so many personalities.

These sub-personalities are actually the clients that Lao Bai served before, with the darkest places in their hearts and the most twisted genes...

There is also a part of the sub-personality that is Lao Bai's self-escape, used to carry those memory trash cans that Lao Bai is unwilling to face.

Brian is waiting for his alternate personality to appear.

Scenes of projections emerged.

The basement is constantly transformed into various environmental situations.

Sometimes, several projections appear, directly turning into an area in the lower left corner. It is a corner of a dirty and damp street during the day. On the other side, it is a murder scene in a warmly lit small home at night.

Bizarre, twisted and strange, this is the most real situation here.

I don’t know how long it took.

The surrounding environment suddenly turned into a runway with no visible edge at a glance.

An old man was running crazily forward.

Behind him, a little bit of red light seemed to be approaching and spreading like a tide, swallowing up the runway behind him bit by bit, following his footsteps of escape unhurriedly, dyeing the entire space in the basement a strange red.

Brian was shocked!

Coming!

He was very familiar with this scene.

It was exactly like this when the blood moon came!

He doesn't understand.

If Lao Bai's ability is to temporarily purify the client's mind and genes, then why did Lao Bai say that he saw the blood moon?

Doesn't this mean that in Lao Bai's perception, he is the blood moon?

As a victim, Brian denies this statement.

Isn't this slander?

While thinking.

Lao Bai, who was tired of escaping for his life, ran slower and slower.

He couldn't run anymore.

The devouring blood behind Lao Bai will not wait.

At a constant speed, they started to catch up, gradually overtook him, and finally devoured the desperate Lao Bai's body bit by bit.

The moment Lao Bai was completely covered, the blood light finally stopped expanding.

No, it didn’t stop!

The bloody light trembled twice, and then the morning light seemed to break through the cloud cover. In an instant, all the areas were dyed a strange dark red.

Under Brian's indifferent gaze, after the blood light infected the entire area, it began to distort and transform, and finally turned into a huge black-red head.

The human head is translucent, and the structure inside can be seen clearly.

Lao Bai's polluted body was in the mouth of this human face.

He screamed in terror and struggled, his hands flailing wildly, trying to grab any life-saving straw around him.

But it didn't work.

He could only watch as he continued to slide down the tongue of the human head, as if falling into an endless abyss.

The moment he saw the head, Brian felt a little numb.

Lao Bai seems to have a problem with himself.

The head was exactly what he looked like.

Watching Lao Bai fall down the throat of the head, he was about to fall into the neck esophagus that was not shown at all.

As the lord of the heart.

A premonition came to Brian's mind.

If Lao Bai falls outside the area shown by the head, then the opponent is really dead.

Although Lao Bai's subconscious slandered himself.

But being a generous man, Brian knew it was time to call it a day.

He stretched out his palm, tore through the projection space, and pinched the frightened old white collar precisely like a small insect.

Lao Bai still doesn't know what happened.

He looked up with trepidation.

He saw a huge head hundreds of times bigger than himself, with its bloody mouth exposed towards him (smile)...

Lao Bai:...

He fainted very simply.

I don’t know how long it took.

Lao Bai opened his eyes with a splitting headache.

He glanced around confusedly, and then his eyes widened.

This is actually a Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is very old.

The walls are made of country adobe made of yellow clay mixed with straw.

The cost of this kind of brick is not high, it is basically labor cost. When it rains, the surrounding area will be dirty and cannot be touched. If you touch it, there will be a mud mark.

Looking at this old and dilapidated Taoist temple, Lao Bai shed tears unconsciously.

Back.

He returned to the Taoist temple where he grew up.

He's back!

Lao Bai lay on the ground greedily, stroking the familiar yet unfamiliar earth surface, loess walls, simple altar, and the smell of earth smoke...

So true.

Lao Bai originally thought that he had blurred all his memories here.

But when he saw the environment here, memories from decades ago couldn't help but resurface.

This place was exactly as he remembered it.

He's really back!

Lao Bai walked around in this small and simple Taoist temple.

After he touched every place, he came to the wooden door with some fear and melancholy, and put his hand on the wooden door with some hesitation.

Tangled for a long time.

The palm on the wooden door was lifted and put down again.

A look of struggle also appeared on Lao Bai's face.

Finally, he made his decision.

Lao Bai took a deep breath and opened the door expectantly and anxiously.

It was pitch black.

Lao Bai stood dumbly for a long time, and finally smiled with relief: "Sure enough, it's all fake, Brian, come out, I'll let you see the joke."

"You just miss home so much."

Brian slowly appeared next to Lao Bai: "You miss the Taoist temple very much, but you are afraid to go back, because when you go back, you will think of some unpleasant memories. You keep escaping because of these memories, and because of these memories, outside the door , is nothingness..."

"Sometimes honesty is not a good thing..."

Lao Bai sat on the door rail and greedily touched the old and rough door frame: "This is where I had my happiest childhood, and it is also my roots... Although all of this is fake, I still want to thank you."

He turned his head and looked at Brian: "You want to ask me what I saw?"

"Um."

Brian nodded.

There was a moment of silence.

Lao Bai shook his head:

“I no longer have the memory of that moment in my mind.

There seems to be a momentary gap in my memory.

Maybe it's not a break.

It's just that I can't remember that scene

I only remember that I was as small as an ant, as if I had seen a corner of a giant, and in the end I was almost exploded by the information I got. "

Brian heard the answer he least expected to hear.

He knew that Lao Bai didn't lie.

The projection just now is actually the memory fragment of Lao Bai's fault.

His consciousness instinctively resisted recording what he saw, but it still left some traces.

The mouth can lie, but the projection of the mind can't.

What Lao Bai said before his physical body collapsed was true.

He saw part of the essence of the blood moon!

With the last expectation, Brian pursed his lips: "Can you tell me what your ability is?"

Lao Bai nodded:

"I claim to be purification, but it's not.

My blood moon gift ability was the voice of the heart at first.

I can hear the voices of the creatures around me and perceive their true thoughts.

This is a very painful ability.

You will find that this world is very fake.

You can see the ugliness of human nature that you don't want to see...

This situation has aggravated my schizophrenia.

In the confrontations, my ability has undergone three transformations.

Every time I win a confrontation, my ability will have some new changes. "

He looked at Brian:

"Now my blood moon gift ability is insight.

I have retained a strong telepathic perception ability, and I have also gained some new abilities.

Through contact.

I can see the essence of something.

This includes both spiritual and physical forms.

For example, the fierce old man.

In my eyes, his image is a ghost. The sneaky little mouse looked around, with a pair of protruding ears, legs longer than its body, and a twisting hair on its head, sensing the wind around it, as if it was ready to run away at any time...

That hair is actually the ability of the old man Meng, and also his pollution.

Just help pull it out.

Within a certain period of time, the offspring born by the old man Meng will be normal people.

However, this will also cause the old man Meng's ability to fail for a period of time.

This is an ability that is easily feared by others.

That's why I told others that my ability is purification, which can help purify the excess things for a period of time, so that they have the opportunity to breed normal offspring. "

Hearing this, Brian made his last struggle: "So your secondary personalities are produced because you can sense the inner reasons of those people?"

Old White nodded: "Staring into the abyss, and being stared at by the abyss, I have been avoiding this aspect because of my early experiences, and instinctively produced secondary personalities to bear all this for me..."

Brian was completely desperate.

It's over.

He had guessed what was going on with him.

No wonder the radiation energy of his blood moon was almost black!

No wonder my Blood Moon Gifting ability is so abnormal!

No wonder my pollution level is so high that I can even swallow the high pollution in the Ash Plate without any discomfort!

No wonder the Holy Buddha just glanced at my consciousness and became alienated and out of control, playing all kinds of things!

No wonder I can easily be infected by the breath pollution of high-level creatures, that is, memetic pollution, and even cross-contaminate with that kind of pollution, forming my own memetic pollution!

No wonder... Deep Sea Giant Octopus Blue said that he is an evil god and a follower of the Blood Moon.

Because this may be true.

Others are just polluted.

I may be directly concerned by the Blood Moon.

The so-called memetic weapons mastered by the Deep Sea Base are actually breath pollution.

When the life level reaches a certain level, the breath can be alienated to affect low-level creatures.

Brian guessed that this is the case with the Blood Moon pollution.

He is different.

He may not be polluted by the breath of the Blood Moon, but directly branded with the Blood Moon.

It may not be a brand, but a mark...

That's why, when Lao Bai's body collapsed, his instinct conveyed the last message to himself: I saw the blood moon...

If Brian's guess is true.

Then there is nothing wrong with saying that he is the blood moon.

So...

Why am I so special?

It is impossible that the blood moon discovered that my alien soul breath is abnormal, and is ready to make myself stronger, and then use myself as a coordinate, so that I, a person of noble character, can act as a guide?

Thinking of this possibility, Brian couldn't help laughing.

If this is really the case.

Then I'm sorry!

Blood Moon, you've got the wrong person!

I, Brian, am not that kind of person!