Li Lingxiao took a half step across the street.

As the soles of the shoes left the ground, he felt that the brain matter contained in his skull was also swaying like a swaying red wine glass. A few drops of white liquid symbolizing memory appeared in his aftermath, and gently landed on the asphalt road, and then immediately evaporated without a trace.

He can no longer see them.

The silver full moon as magnificent as mountains appeared on his retina, blocking everything he could see and feel in front of him. At this time, Li Lingxiao also recalled his fanatical worship of the silver moon deep in his heart. The satellite that existed in the night sky countless years ago accompanied his ancestors every lonely night, guiding the direction in the dark for the lost travelers.

They called her the moon, and he regarded her as a god.

Just because the bright moonlight guided the way forward in his heart, he was with the moon god in this life. Not long after he was born, he was chosen because he could sense the moon god's talent and got rid of the originally destined poverty life.

In the Yugoslavia, it is impossible to make a name for no reason.

Li Lingxiao saw several hazy figures, their faces were slowly fading, and they were still waving their hands at him. Some were smiling with relief, and some showed the pain of parting.

After finding his responsibilities, he never met them again.

Then there is the day of serving the existence of the spiritual dimension of the Yugoslavia.

It was also at that time that he met her.

Li Lingxiao staggered forward and crashed into the grass full of bright flowers. Beautiful clouds floated in the lake not far away, and a hazy and beautiful figure jumped and ran happily in the fog.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this place like a fairyland, because Li Lingxiao's eyes were inseparable from the hazy woman who was looming. He looked at her wandering in the fog intoxicatedly, with a little cowardice in his eyes.

He felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar and unfamiliar. This was a memory from his past, and it was almost about to surface to appear, but he could not catch the woman dancing like an elf.

Who is he and why is he here?

These strong love in the face of the heart have long lost meaning. In the past, the faces of the family had completely turned into white masks, and the meaning represented by the god he served is no longer clear in his mind, as if nothing is important after meeting her.

There is nothing irreplaceable.

Except for her.

Li Lingxiao took a step and chased after her, rushed into the white fairy mist, jumping and crawling to chase the beautiful figure that was leaving in the distance, wanting to return to her side.

thump.

He fell.

When he stood up, the figure that had been dreaming about him had completely disappeared, leaving only the boundless white mist in front of him, and the bright flowers that were withering rapidly beside him.

What was he chasing just now?

The idea of ​​‘My Love.’ immediately appeared in Li Lingxiao’s mind, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not find any other memories related to her again, and it seemed that other memories also disappeared with her.

A hazy idea came to him.

‘She is dead.’

The secret was pierced like a bubble.

Then everything around him dissipated and faded as if wiped out by rubber. The face of Mohu and the shaking memories completely fell to the ground, and were broken into countless pieces of memory that could not be reassembled, and finally turned into dust with the wind.

Everything was forgotten and stuffed into a storage box called "Secret".

Li Lingxiao eventually stepped on the ground.

Half of his body had stepped into the shadow-covered street, but it did not cause any trouble. This defense mechanism specially designed to prevent the invasion of the Moon God did not notice that the soul of a son of the Moon was entering it at this moment.

Li Lingxiao did not turn his head and look back behind him, otherwise he would have seen his body still standing outside the shadows, but even if he saw it now, he would not have any reaction.

He has forgotten his family, past, faith and love.

No longer a subject of the moon.

Apart from those things that are secret to him, the soul now only has the things left by the Moon God, and the soul bodies are pure like newborn babies.

"secret……"

As soon as he looked at the Bureau of Investigation, he noticed several different secrets, and there was also a strange huge vacancy, where nothing could be found.

‘He has been here already.’

Although I don’t know what “he” refers to, Li Lingxiao naturally had this idea when he saw this scene, and then the idea of ​​what to do next immediately emerged in his mind.

He swept around these secrets, and then focused his attention on three special secrets. The reason they were selected was that some of the structures had already been buried in the strange vacancy.

Then he glanced past these three secrets, and the first thing that caught his eye was the largest, but the proportion of it was in the vacancy was the lowest, so Li Lingxiao skipped him without any hesitation.

The next two ratios that fell into it met the standard in his "heart", the one with the lower entry ratio was slowly moving towards the vacant area at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was also a familiar aura around him that made Li Lingxiao feel.

A person with spiritual power.

Li Lingxiao's gaze wandered on it for a while, and then noticed a structure that looked like a crack.

His thoughts immediately entered the next stage.

Li Lingxiao no longer watched from a distance, but took the initiative to enter the investigation department, and then "grown" a silver robe, covering his entire body.

The silver ghost floated into the gate of the investigation department without stopping, and immediately adjusted his direction and rushed towards the secret.

He fell towards the secret position like a meteorite pulled by gravity, and as the distance between the two sides approached faster and faster, it seemed that the mind would also encounter air friction. The silver ghost figure gradually became unclear, and it continued to lengthen and deform until it could no longer be fixed into any specific form.

He eventually turned into a flowing liquid as if he was melted by high temperature, and immediately bumped into and merged into the secret from the telepath.

Jing Ying, who was closing his eyes and resting, suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at the underground in front of the bed.

At this moment, a pool of silver liquid from nowhere was flowing in front of his bed. It was obvious that it existed in front of him in the form of a mind. What surprised Jing Ying was that this pool of liquid was maintaining its distance from him with very superb means.

It seems to be within reach visually, but in the spiritual dimension, it has no way to have any visual impact on itself.

The silver liquid bubbling a few bubbles under Jing Ying's gaze, and then twisted wildly like life. Several balls of liquid spread and grew hard toward the position above, and tried hard to form a concrete image in front of him.

The properties of this silver liquid shocked him very much. It was not possible for anyone to make this image appear in his mind so unconventional, but to maintain such a restrained distance.

The special form of this beach of liquid ensures that the person who created it can communicate without threatening himself at all, and it is obvious that the person who uses this technique deliberately makes him realize this.

She wanted to talk to herself safely alone.

This level of spiritual attainment has already predicted the identity of the visitor - the Moon God.

If it were normal, Jing Ying had left here to report to his superiors.

But now it is not normal.

Then he saw the twisting of the silver liquid under the bed began to have a specific pattern. Slowly, the floating parts formed a shape that was visible to the naked eye, but this made Jing Ying feel a little uneasy.

Because the liquids looked like part of human body, he was slapping and scratching the silver tape that wrapped him wildly, as if he wanted to break free from the silver liquid that bound him.

Jing Ying didn't speak, but just stared at the scene in front of her with some creepyness.

The figure who was "trapped" under the silver liquid was moving more and more slowly, as if its physical strength had been lost with the struggle just now, but Jing Ying always felt that the figure's movements were more like slowly suffocating due to hypoxia.

Finally, when the figure raised his hands and tried to tear the bond open, he suddenly seemed to freeze and solidified in place. After a few seconds of long dead silence, the figure turned into a pool of liquid and fell back to the ground.

Just when Jing Ying was confused, the liquid instantly turned into a figure again.

But this time, the graceful female body appeared.

The silver liquid opened her mouth and then looked at him as if she was asking for permission.

Jing Ying shook her head with a cautious look:

"I can't let you in at all. If you can't speak, please leave."

Liquid looked around, then looked down at the ring Jing Ying was wearing, then moved a little outside, and implying something with his body movements.

Jing Ying still wanted to refuse, but before he answered, the silver liquid quickly flowed to the corner of the wall and penetrated quickly, heading forward at high speed away from the investigation department.

Jing Ying looked down at the ring on his hand and grabbed it tightly.

He stood up, took a step towards the wall where the silver liquid had just disappeared, and walked in firmly, abandoning his flesh and blood body.

With the protection of the shadow, even if the Moon God who invited him to leave was really the Moon God, he didn't need to worry about anything. Moreover, before coming to the Yugoslavia, he also received training specifically to resist the Moon God invasion.

If the Moon God can invade himself under such a premise, it would be meaningless even if he doesn't leave, because if she is really so strong, the entire investigation department may fall in front of her in a few days.

Jingying walked out of the block with the flowing silver liquid.

When she crossed the shadow, Jing Ying could feel a little more vitality on the liquid, as if it was a beautiful withered sculpture given to life. Only then did Jing Ying realize that the man-made thing that had just communicated with him might be just a human being.

This feeling is like looking at a vivid marble sculpture. He almost always regards the things in front of him as living things, but when he really walks down, he can clearly feel the clear dividing line between life and death.

Jing Ying looked at the silver woman who was almost human in front of her with satisfaction and admiration:

"This thing is like living, how did you do it?"

Instead of entering the shadow field herself, she sent a silver liquid that was almost living and called herself out.

Moon God smiled:

"It's not a difficult thing. If I use the same material in other cases, I can make a more spiritual creation than it. I just want to bypass the young man's alertness. I have to completely erase those living parts, leaving only a mechanically rigid structure.

"The latter wants to simulate the consciousness of living people and respond correctly to what they encounter, as long as they prepare a sufficiently complex template. I also have to thank my old opponents for this idea.

"It was them who made me realize that consciousness is actually not that sacred."

This is why Jing Ying wants to enter the body of the Moon God. If she can enter it in person and end her life, more valuable and wonderful things will definitely be exposed on the occasion of the dying of this ancient god.

For example, the V-level mental entities are superior to their spiritual structure.

"Do you want to say something when you look for me?" Jing Ying put away his excitement and asked with some anxiety.
To be continued...