Chapter 208: The Message of Shugyin

After wiping off the blood stains on the ground with a rag dipped in water, Yago took off the blood-stained clothes that were damaged by bullets from the hangers, rolled them up and put them on the sofa, and then took off the sofa cover Yago nodded seriously, expressing his satisfaction with his handling. What a ghost.

Looking at the bare sofa, it was obvious that he had to find a new sofa cover.

Turning around, putting away the materials used to make old seals on the table in front of the window, looking at the rainy scenery outside the window, Yago entered the bathroom and cleaned the rag.

Wow——

The sound of water echoed.

The blood stains flowed into the hole with the water flow and entered the sewer.

After washing the rag, he put it aside, Yago rolled up his sleeves again, washed his hands, and looked in the mirror.

In the mirror, his pale face like that of a dead man was reflected.

"A dead face."

This sentence used to describe other people's bad expressions came to Yago's mind.

But here, at this time, the actual writing of the description.

Silently, Yago stretched out his hand and wiped it on his cheek.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, his face became healthy and rosy.

Holding a handful of water and covering his face, Yago took off the towel beside him, wiped his face vigorously, and looked at the mirror again.

A healthy, rosy complexion.

It will not be restored by washing the face.

This is good news.

Hanging up the towel, Yago straightened his hair——

However, at this moment, a hazy scene appeared in his vision.

Such a picture is presented:

Two tall men are slowly approaching a small single-family building.

Immediately, the screen turned and the field of vision turned to the other side.

Then, a large building with a huge courtyard and an extremely empty space in the distance came into his vision.

Gentlemen's club! ?

This is the location between West Flame Road and Furnace Road! ?

Through the gentlemen's club, Yago immediately realized where the vision was.

Yago is no stranger to this perspective.

He's been through it several times.

This is Hugein's perspective.

However, just when he thought the picture was about to disappear, his field of vision continued to rotate.

Turn down.

below.

A young man was walking leisurely towards the small three-story building where Shugeyin was. At the same time, he was holding a blank sheet of paper in his hand.

Under Yago's gaze, the young man wiped the paper on his face.

In the next moment, the piece of paper, which was almost the same size as a human face, disappeared into the hands of the young man.

Because of the angle of view, Yago couldn't see whether the paper was pasted on the young man's face, but from this angle, there was no doubt that it was.

Finally, the perspective turned to the reddish-brown door of the attic not far from the owner of the perspective.

At this moment, the scene disappeared and Yago's vision was restored.

A healthy, rosy face appeared in the mirror.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Yago frowned.

During this period of time, he found that Shugeyin became more and more intelligent. Although he could not speak yet, there was no doubt that his wisdom was increasing.

However, it stands to reason that even if wisdom grows, it must be acquired through learning.

Wait a minute, Shugein seems to have "eaten" a lot of spirit mist

There is someone's memory in the spirit mist.

Shugyin learns through the memory in the devoured spiritual mist! ?

Yago reacted suddenly.

Now that it has wisdom, its actions should gradually become logical and purposeful.

Although I don't know how it allows itself to see the picture it sees, it is obvious that it wants to tell itself something.

Or. Tell yourself to go hunting?

With a snap, Yago covered his face.

God tm hunting.

Although he didn't know who that young man was, but based on the action of turning the paper invisible from his face, he guessed it should be an Extraordinary.

The strength of the Spiritual Mist of the Extraordinary through different paths will vary, but generally speaking, the spiritual fog of the Extraordinary is stronger than that of ordinary people, and stronger than that of wandering spirit bodies.

"I just said why it didn't run to the cemetery recently, but flew around."

This bitch actually has her eyes on the Extraordinary, and wants to eat the Spiritual Mist of the Extraordinary!

However, Yago can't ignore it, and it is also good for him to become stronger.

It's just that it doesn't seem very good to kill innocent people in order to make Xiu Geyin stronger.

If he is a criminal, or even a heinous wanted criminal, then he can feel at ease

Rogue?

"...I'm Arthan Robin."

In front of the mirror, Yago, who had already imagined himself as a grand robber, wearing a cloak and a mask on his face, put his fist on his forehead in front of the mirror, and posed in a middle-of-the-road pose.

Then, an inexplicable sense of embarrassment emerged, and he couldn't help but silently lowered his hands.

No matter what, you must not use your original identity

Thinking of something, Yago looked around, turned off the tap, and immediately returned to the warehouse room.

After releasing the spiritual mist, Yago lay down on the bed, rolled up the quilt, and put on the gatekeeper's mask.

Endless ravings emerged, and at the same time, a feeling of icy coldness also emerged. As his rationality gradually recovered, Yago's figure appeared on the empty and shadowless pale ruins.

On the desolate ruined temple, the beak mask and the black robe gradually squirmed, and a thin young man in a black tweed coat stepped on the hall.

Afterwards, he came to the place where he hid items, and found a pure white mask among a pile of masks.

This mask is not the one with the text on the inside, but another one.

After looking at the remaining clown masks and the pure white mask with an infinity symbol on its forehead that was suspected to be related to this ruined temple, Yago decided to choose this one.

Putting on this pure white mask with no openings on the face, Yago immediately opened the third-person perspective.

Hey, just right!

Looking at himself from the third-person perspective, Yago felt very satisfied, and the reddish-brown door of the attic from the perspective of Shugein emerged in his mind.

The ravings disappeared, the sense of weightlessness faded, and Yago's legs landed on the ground.

Vision also became clear and stable.

Not far from him, a gray-haired fog crow was standing quietly on the window sill, watching him.

"." This guy must already have intelligence.

no doubt.

Yago stepped forward, walked up to Shugein, looked at it, and asked in a low voice:

"what are you up to?"

The voice coming out from under the non-porous mask was slightly dull, but clear.

Without responding, Hugein spread his wings and flew onto his shoulder, then just stared ahead.

From a third-person perspective, Yago can clearly understand where it is looking.

Door.

Want me to open the door?

Vigilant, Yago turned and walked towards the door.

However, when he walked to the door, the door was opened.

A young man with profound features and a slightly big nose appeared in his vision.

Yago was stunned.

The other party was also stunned, and then immediately raised his hand, and threw three small knives with handles from his fingers.