Her footsteps were "scattered" in this world, occasionally taking two steps forward, occasionally taking a few meters back, just like a drop of water falling into a pond without a track, floating unsteadily and creating layers of ripples.
In Brother Long's eyes, this woman sometimes even stuck to his body, and her light gauze dress brushed gently against his cheek. However, after he shuddered, he found that the woman who he thought was leaning against him was actually still very far away from him, and was still moving towards him at a leisurely pace.
What is going on? !
Brother Long was holding the camera, and a wave of shock surged in his heart! Was he hallucinating, or did the other party really have similar skills? !
He didn't know the reason.
The only thing Brother Long knows now is that the pressure that was originally exerted on him has been relieved at some point.
Previously, he was almost unable to move under the heavy pressure, but now, as the woman began to move, the tremendous weight that had been wrapped around him seemed to be thrown away, and he barely regained his previous lightness.
Feeling the strength flowing back into his limbs, Brother Long gritted his teeth and made a decision immediately without even looking at the white figure opposite him!
Run! After regaining control of his body, he did not hesitate to carry the camera and ran away from the path at a much faster speed than before, leaving the ghostly figure far behind him!
Brother Long even felt that he had never run as fast as he did now before. Even though he was a senior photographer, he exercised regularly, but if we really talk about speed, he was definitely in the best condition today!
With his two legs alternating rapidly, Brother Long nimbly stepped over a corpse and landed his other foot on the ground.
However, the next second, his leaping figure suddenly stopped.
This is...! Brother Long glanced behind him in disbelief.
With a "thump", Brother Long, who was running at full speed, suddenly lost his balance and slid several meters to the ground! The camera that was originally mounted on his shoulder also flew out with this movement and landed on the ground with a crisp "click".
My camera! Brother Long, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to get up and limped towards the camera like a madman.
However, before he arrived, the next moment, a withered-looking hand stretched out from the illusion, with five fingers together, and gently grabbed Brother Long's precious camera.
The pale figure stepped through the void, with fragments of space at his feet. He bent down and picked up the heavy camera from the ground.
The joints of her fingers were distinct, even a little too prominent. Rather than calling them "hands", it would be more accurate to say that they were joints made of bones.
Looking at the camera in her hand, the woman under the veil chuckled and said, "If I remember correctly, this should be a prop you humans use for recording."
She lowered her head and looked down at Brother Long.
It was at this time that Brother Long could vaguely see some of her appearance from behind the veil.
Just one glance made Brother Long feel confused and dizzy.
This is... what a weird appearance! It is difficult for Brother Long to describe the feeling he had when he saw this face. If he had to use some words to describe it, he could only think of... abstract paintings drawn by masters such as Picasso.
Her face was full of contradictory illusions, and was very different from the normal human face. If the facial features of humans were generally arranged symmetrically, this woman's face was contradictory, abstract, and illogical.
Where the nose should be, there might be a nostril and an eye, where the lips should be, there might be some hair and ears, and where the ears should be, there are half of the lips, one above the other. Contradictions run through her face, making it seem like a canvas that can be painted with anything you want.
"Uh…ah!"
Brother Long took two steps back in horror, stumbled and fell to the ground again.
In the distance, a woman was walking towards him, holding a camera.
A large hand with distinct joints touched Brother Long's face. The ends of the bones were chilly, as if they could penetrate into Brother Long's heart and freeze his beating blood.
The voice that seemed to be far away and near once again echoed in Long Ge's ears: "What do you see with your eyes now?"
"This is an illusory world sandwiched between matter and spirit, a distorted void created by the intersection of two mirrors," the woman said with a smile, "What you see with your eyes is neither material nor spiritual. This is a 'contradiction', a parallel and intersection between the coexistence and conflict of two directions."
"What you fear now is infusing this land, adding new anomalies to it."
Brother Long didn't know what this woman was talking about.
He could only feel that his ears were cold and hot, as if they were being pressed tightly by ice at one moment and then burned by a raging fire at the next!
Grabbing his ears, Brother Long felt as if his eyes were about to jump out of their sockets.
He looked up at the woman, only to find that his vision had changed at some point.
Sometimes it is blurry, sometimes it is clear, as if someone puts a pair of glasses on you and then takes them off, then puts them on and takes them off again, over and over again.
With her cold hands covering Long Ge's eyelids, the woman began her long and tedious explanation: "Eyes are the most intuitive receiver of information. However, in an incompatible world, eyes are also the most susceptible to 'contamination'. If there is no external interference, the eyes that receive the information will often be alienated first, just like you now."
Every word she said seemed to touch Long Ge's eyes, causing his two eyeballs to start to move restlessly. They jumped in Long Ge's eye sockets and soon began to swell strangely.
It really grew bigger. Even without being reminded by others, Brother Long himself could feel that his eyeballs were gradually swelling to the point where their eye sockets could no longer accommodate them!
Looking at the scene in front of her, the woman said softly: "'Expansion' and 'Contraction'? What a wonderful opposition. I haven't seen such a combination for a while. It seems that new seeds will be added to the garden today."
She gently grasped Long Ge's collar and lifted him up, staring at the man with bulging eyes under her veil.
"Now I can give you a chance," she said with a smile, "reveal what you know, and your alienation will be frozen here."
"Tell me, who let you break into this place, and who had contact with you?"
Listening to the woman's words, Brother Long subconsciously recalled the previous scenes in his mind.
What did the man called "the prophet" say to me before?
Brother Long really can't remember clearly.
He could only look at the camera held by the woman, with a few indecipherable words surging in his throat: "I... filmed..."
What? The woman frowned slightly and let go of the hand that was suppressing Brother Long.
She was floating in the air, but also down to earth: "What do you want to say?"
After being released, Brother Long fell to the ground with great force, and his head almost hit the ground.
However, he did not fall completely to the ground, but instead touched some soft substance that completely wrapped his head.
He forced himself to open his eyes and used his enlarged eyes to see what was wrapping around him.
Only then did he realize that it was the corpse he had stepped over before.
The corpse's appearance was not clear, because his entire face was completely black and solidified. However, from his blood-stained clothes, Brother Long could still tell that this person was the "Lao Zhang" he had wanted to knock on the door next door to ask about.
He was one of his teammates and a photographer who participated in this mission. He was an elderly man with a good temper usually, but he would get angry occasionally. He was considered a very good friend of Brother Long.
However, now, this person's face has been completely blackened, and only the blood-stained clothes remain to show his former identity.
And what was wrapped around Brother Long's head was Lao Zhang's cut open stomach.
Looking at Brother Long, the woman said softly, "It looks like you know each other? This man is less lucky than you. It was the shadow that was transformed, so he was covered and replaced. In comparison, you are still lucky. At least your brain has not started to swell yet."
Grabbing Brother Long again, the woman's tone gradually turned cold: "Now I'll give you one last chance. Tell me who sent you in and why you have that familiar smell."
Brother Long, who was lifted into the air again, gave a bitter smile.
He struggled to open his eyes, and his eyeballs, which had slightly exceeded the limit of his eye sockets, stared at the woman opposite him, as if he wanted to reflect every detail about her into his brain.
After a while, he finally said, "I don't know. I don't know."
As soon as she said this, the woman's face finally darkened.
"Okay, okay," she sighed, "Humans are always like this. You can't expect anything from drab creatures like you."
"But it doesn't matter. Anyway, I originally intended to save some effort. Now it's just a little more troublesome."
As she spoke, a new change began to appear on her face.
In Long Ge's vision, her forehead seemed to crack, and a new pair of eyes appeared from the bright red crack.
The eyes were evil and ghostly. Being stared at by such eyes reminded Brother Long of the feeling of being watched when he was in front of the statue before! Soon, the eyes "fell off" from the gap.
It was like a living thing, blinking and leaping onto Brother Long's body, then began to move along his body surface.
Finally, it seemed to have found an entrance and broke directly through a gap in Brother Long's body and entered his body! "Ahhhhhh!!!"
Feeling a foreign object entering his body, Brother Long's expression became extremely terrified.
He stared at the woman intently, pressing his arm tightly with one hand, as if he wanted to use this method to stop the pair of eyes from moving forward.
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for those eyes to pop into his brain.
The woman's voice was relaxed: "Okay, let's see who it is that gives me such a familiar feeling..."
As her voice sounded, her eyes gradually sank into Brother Long's brain.
Brother Long felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if something was stirring in his mind.
At the same time, memories began to flash back rapidly.
My experience of running wildly, my experience of seeing Xiao Xu before coming here, my experience before going to bed...
Everything is playing in my mind like a slide show.
Soon, my memory jumped to the time before I went to the cafeteria to eat.
That is... when I was chatting with the prophet! "Oh?"
The woman's voice sounded curious, as if she was intrigued by something.
Soon, memories gradually flashed in Brother Long's brain.
The prophet made himself abide by the professional ethics at all times...made himself not forget everything about himself...and not forget his promises...
Keep moving forward.
When he was about to touch the root of the "promise", Brother Long suddenly felt that the memory that was still beating was stuck in an instant.
"Um?"
This time, the woman's voice sounded doubtful.
She continued to move forward with some disbelief.
However, the next second, a bright and dazzling light suddenly burst out from Brother Long's brain, hanging high in Brother Long's memory like a dazzling sun! The irresistible dazzling light flashed directly in Brother Long's brain, and at the same time, there was the illusory scream of the woman!
Brother Long felt that this was probably the scream of the woman's eyeballs in his mind.
Soon, a voice as cold as inorganic echoed in Brother Long's mind.
It is a word that couldn't be simpler.
"roll."
As the sound fell, the eyeball that was still in Brother Long's brain burst into a shrill scream again! It suddenly escaped from Brother Long's skin and flowed back to the woman's forehead at an extremely fast speed.
Covering her forehead, the woman's face showed an almost "angry" expression for the first time.
"Haha," she said with a gloomy expression, "you are really... thoughtful."
She grabbed Brother Long's collar and said sinisterly, "Well, it seems that he doesn't want me to see more. So let's see how long you can keep the secret."
"Let me guess, ten minutes? Or maybe a little longer, a quarter of an hour?"
The words fell.
The pale hand slowly moved towards Brother Long’s face... - Early the next morning.
The soldier who was originally responsible for looking after the group of photographers got up from the bed and glanced at the time.
He noticed that it was six o'clock and the guys should not be up yet.
After putting on clothes and fixing their makeup, the soldiers walked towards the rooms with strong and capable steps.
Just when he was about to knock on the doors of these guys one by one and wake them up.
A hand stopped his movement.
The soldier looked back with some confusion.
Only then did he notice that a pale-faced man in a black windbreaker was standing behind him with his hand on his shoulder.
The soldier remembered this man.
Director Qi had said before that during this period in Xinhai City, all orders had to be approved by this person before they could be executed.
In other words, although Minister Xun also came this time, the man in front of him was the nominal supreme commander! The pale-faced man looked at the soldier calmly, and then said lightly: "Thank you for your hard work, go eat first."
"I'll take care of them."
Ah this...
The soldier hesitated.
However, remembering Director Qi's previous order, he finally chose to obey.
So he saluted the man and left the matters to him.
Looking at the young soldier's back as he left, the pale-faced young man said nothing and just pushed open the door that the soldier was about to open.
He should be the one to push open this door now.
After taking a look at Brother Long who was lying on the bed with his head covered, the man took two steps forward and stood at the head of Brother Long's bed.
He didn't even glance at the camera beside Brother Long's bed, but said in a straight voice: "It seems to be as I expected. This is indeed the weakest point of the Pale Lady."
Bending down, the man lifted Brother Long's quilt with one hand.
After lifting the quilt, Brother Long's appearance was finally exposed to the light again.
His face at this moment can be described as "horrible".
Both eyes swelled and exploded, filling the eye sockets with sticky liquid; the facial features also swelled, while parts of the body and limbs shrank, causing the bones to pierce through the skin, bringing out bright red blood and fibers.
This is a corpse that would make one lose their appetite after just one look.
After glancing at the unrecognizable remains of Brother Long, the man calmly looked away and refocused his gaze on his head.
"Although the Pale Lady's space is independent of matter and spirit, it seems that the spirit has entered it, and the changes in it will also be reflected in the body," the man said calmly, "The Tyrant King's ring also shows signs of being tampered with. It seems that she can indeed read memories."
It seemed that my previous estimate was roughly correct. The Pale Lady's ability might indeed be related to "contradiction".
The man thought so in his heart.
Now, just looking at Brother Long's body, there is nothing unusual.
And what really matters is not what his body looks like, but something more crucial inside the body.
With this thought in mind, the man said softly: "Then, the next step is the final "inspection" stage."
The words fell.
A hand gently pressed on Brother Long's head, and the white ring on the man's finger suddenly burst into a bright light.
"The camera is just a pretext. From beginning to end, the only thing that really records is your eyes. Strengthening your consciousness is just strengthening your thinking inertia and diverting her attention. The real key lies in everything you see. After all, the world that is free from the spirit and the material cannot be brought in by the camera. What is brought in is only what you think is 'recording'. In the final analysis, it is just a spiritual 'horizon'."
"Then let me see what your eyes see after they have been alienated."
The words fell.
The white light pierced into Brother Long's brain.
There was a brief silence.
Soon, the man withdrew his hand.
"I see," he said calmly, "Is this what the Pale Lady looks like?"
"Her abilities are also very interesting, 'contradiction' and 'opposition'... Heh, no wonder she was able to achieve a second origin."
The man put down his hands and said nothing, but just covered Brother Long with the quilt again.
After leaving the room, he thought for a moment and made a call on his cell phone.
"Yes, it's me. Let's get rid of the bodies in the room," he said in a flat voice. "Use the excuse that these people are taking leave or are not feeling well."
"Don't be afraid of being discovered. Even if you are discovered, it doesn't matter. I have a way."
Putting down his phone, the man lowered his head and took out a diary from his pocket.
He began to write quickly in his diary.
Because of the lighting, I couldn't see what he wrote later, but I could see the beginning of this page clearly.
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