Chapter 139 Night of Justice

Lu Buwei's expression changed several times, and it fell into Qin Ze's eyes without any concealment.

Finally, Lu Buwei sighed:

"There is a way for me to try to break free from you, but until this is done I cannot hurt you, deceive you."

"But you can hide it from me, right?"

"If hiding things will not have a negative impact on you."

Lu Buwei admitted frankly.

Qin Ze nodded, he could accept this result.

The calendar reorganized the soul, and Lu Buwei has now become his slave, but this does not mean that Lu Buwei has completely lost his self-awareness.

The calendar has great authority, but Lu Buwei lost everything to himself. The scope of this definition has yet to be determined.

Qin Ze didn't care either.

Lu Buwei will inevitably make certain demands under his nose.

Just don’t agree to it yourself.

Of course, even if you have to agree to some requests, that's okay.

Before Lu Buwei regains his freedom, just become stronger than him.

Qin Ze said:

"Lead the way. I'm feeling restless this night. To avoid a long night and too many dreams, let's finish things here as soon as possible."

"As you wish, I will take you into the barrier next."

Lu Buwei began to fumble with his black suit.

Soon, he actually took out a contract.

Qin Ze remembered that before Lu Buwei's soul was reorganized, there was nothing left in Lu Buwei's body.

But obviously, this contract was called upon.

"Contract fulfillment, please guide me to recover the debt."

When the debtor appears, when the time for repayment of the debt has passed...

As a banker, Lu Buwei can use this ability.

Qin Ze soon discovered that the surrounding air was still shaking.

A very familiar scent appeared.

It is said that the soul has a smell, and Qin Ze is no stranger to this smell.

In the Kingdom of Competition, Qin Ze had smelled a similar smell in the River Styx when facing the boatman.

But it wasn't the boatman he was facing. But an unknown profession.

The surroundings were covered with a dark blue color.

In Qin Ze's eyes, it was no longer a school, but a huge square.

In the square, countless souls stood upright. Poker face.

They looked the same as their physical counterparts, but somewhat illusory.

Thousands of souls, with blank eyes and lost sense of self.

Behind every soul, there is a thin black line.

Like black blood vessels.

These blood vessels are injecting some consciousness into these souls.

As Qin Ze stepped into this space, in the center of the square, surrounded by thousands of souls, the "principal" opened his eyes:

"Why...not that person?"

His voice was very small, but Qin Ze still heard it in this almost absolutely quiet space.

He also tasted the surprise and confusion in his voice.

Through countless virtual souls, Qin Ze saw a tree-like existence in the center of the crowd.

It was something like a locust tree, with a huge canopy wrapped in black mist.

And countless intertwined and tangled tree roots stretch out from the ground, connecting every soul.

Qin Ze was a little uncomfortable with such a scene.

It's almost like... this tree feeds on more than a thousand people, sucking something from their souls.

Fortunately, the process is slow.

Qin Ze soon saw the key figure, Yui.

This capable female lawyer, who worked with lawyer Hu Dongfeng on the Jingquan College incident, did not look so blank at this moment.

Although his face is expressionless, you can occasionally see a slight movement in his eyes.

Moreover, the figure of Lawyer Gu Meimen also looks more solid than other soul bodies.

Qin Ze guessed that the weaker the soul, the more self-awareness the person wearing the black mask has absorbed.

But as long as the souls do not become completely void and become completely transparent, then as long as these souls return to their original bodies, everything can still be saved.

"That's all... I have failed. Young man, I don't know who you are, but please come here and take away my mask."

"I'm...in pain."

The black trees made a sound.

There was great pain and fear in that voice.

Qin Ze was surprised to find that countless souls around him were getting out of the way.

Soon, a straight road appeared in the huge square occupied by souls.

The giant black tree with a human face on the trunk was facing Qin Ze.

"It turns out that Sir Lu Buwei is here too."

"Sorry, I can no longer repay your debt."

"You can withdraw something equal to the principal, and I am also willing to pay additional interest. If I can still do it..."

"I am willing to exchange other things with you..."

"But please take away my mask...I really, don't want to do this anymore."

It was as if he was using the last bit of clarity in his consciousness to speak the most correct words.

The roots of the giant black tree began to twist, like the tentacles of an octopus.

These tentacles soon touched the face full of pain on the tree trunk.

Lu Buwei said:

"Dear Master, he did not lie. This is my ability. Debtors who have been unable to pay their debts cannot lie when facing me.

"But can you hide it?" Qin Ze said casually.

"Yes, but we can hide it." Lu Buwei bowed respectfully.

The face on the tree trunk seemed to be squeezed out of the tree trunk by some force.

The face became extremely prominent, and the expression became more and more painful.

It began to wriggle and twist, and the face seemed like a pupa that was about to be stretched open.

"Please take it away... Please take it away..."

"I used to be the principal of this school, and I am also an old calendar person."

"I just hope to use my power to make this school better."

"But I underestimated its power... Please tear it off my face!"

"Please! Tear it off!"

The pleading tone turned into a roar at the last moment.

Qin Ze was unmoved:

"Can I kill it directly? And, is this its old calendar form?"

"I will convey your needs, my master." Lu Buwei nodded slightly.

Then, he turned and looked at the former principal.

"We can just kill you, right? And I want to know, is it because of the mumbling that you are like this now?"

The guy who became the black giant tree said:

"No! Don't kill me! Then everyone in the school... will never be able to change back!"

"Please take away my mask! Lord Lu Buwei, I am absolutely honest with you!"

"I am absolutely honest! I didn't lie to you!"

The black giant tree was very excited.

The so-called principal is like a towering tree, blessing the people under the tree.

But now, countless roots connect every soul, it is no longer blessing, but absorbing.

It erases the differences of all students, and relies on school rules that cannot be followed to create perfect children in the eyes of many uninformed parents.

But these children are not far from becoming tree puppets.

"I was wrong. My wish was completely twisted, even though it... did come true!"

"I am no longer the tree that protects them. I am just... a transformer."

"I am not what I intended to be. Although I once borrowed the ability to survive in the old calendar from you..., I was not bewitched."

"It all stems from the mask!"

"Please take it away! Touch my face and tear it off! I shouldn't wear it!"

The black tree was extremely excited.

The huge crown was also shaking, as if the wind was stirring.

Lv Buwei looked at Qin Ze with great respect:

"Master, he did not lie. My debtor cannot lie to me."

"Killing it will prevent these souls from returning to their original positions."

Qin Ze looked around, and the countless souls standing there were puzzled:

"Why do you have to tear off the mask? Since you are wearing a mask and can realize your mistakes... then why don't you remove your control over these souls yourself?"

Qin Ze is always cautious.

He can be 100% sure that if he touches the black mask, something bad will happen to him.

If there is a way to save these souls without touching the black mask, he will do it.

But deep in his heart, Qin Ze also realized that if...

there is only one way to do it, then he is willing to take the risk.

The black tree still has a painful and fearful look:

"The desire to achieve cannot be revoked unless someone else takes off my mask."

"I am really in pain! I realized my mistake, but I can't revoke this mistake! The school rules will always exist!"

"The souls of these children will also be imprisoned by me! Until they are completely absorbed by me!"

"All I can do is wait for someone who is willing to take off the mask!"

"After taking off the mask! I can untie everything I have done and pay for the sins I have committed!"

Qin Ze actually guessed the answer in advance.

He walked towards the straight aisle, approaching the black tree step by step.

During this process, no soul attacked Qin Ze.

Although the black tree was in pain, it was always quiet.

It did not attack Qin Ze, and even looked at Qin Ze with gratitude in its eyes.

It was an expression of relief, as if someone had finally appeared.

But Qin Ze's footsteps suddenly stopped:

"What did you say when you saw me? You seemed disappointed with my appearance?"

The black giant tree said:

"Yes, someone once told me that if I put on a mask, I would have the ability to realize my wishes and promote educational reform."

"That person also told me that once I put on the black mask, I could not take it off by my own will..."

"And I may no longer be a human. But someone will appear and take off my mask,"

"And you are not that person. Although I don't know that person, I know that you are not him!"

Qin Ze was shocked:

"In other words, you found the black mask in the realm of the old calendar, but you didn't put it on immediately? Instead, someone bewitched you and you put on the mask?"

The black giant tree's eyes flashed with anger, and its face became more and more distorted:

"Yes, he lied to me! He lied to me! He didn't tell me that the wish would be distorted! He didn't tell me that this wish would hurt my students!"

Qin Ze stopped moving forward.

He could feel that the black giant tree was indeed honest.

He really wanted to get rid of the mask. This principal still had good intentions deep in his heart and really didn't want to hurt these students.

But things seem to be more complicated than he thought.

This is not a simple story of finding the dark version of Aladdin's magic lamp.

The principal did not use the "magic lamp" originally.

Instead, someone bewitched the principal.

"Who, who asked you to do this?"

"He calls himself... Sima Yi."

Qin Ze took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Sima Yi.

Qiao Wei also mentioned this person.

Of course, he did not forget Qiao Wei's words: Be careful of Sima Yi.

There are so many guys with the name of God in the Hall of Heroes, but Qiao Wei only mentioned Sima Yi.

It can be seen that the ability of this Sima Yi is terrible.

"The last question, if I help you take off the black mask, what will happen to me?"

The answer of the black giant tree did not solve Qin Ze's doubts.

"I don't know, I don't know... I only know... These children, they should not have their souls sucked! Save me! Save them!"

Qin Ze did not refuse.

At present, if there is danger, it can only be done by him.

He walked to a distance of one step from the trunk, and then his hand touched the face of the black giant tree.

"Mr. Principal, you are arrested. After taking off your mask, you will accept official sanctions."

At this moment, countless black shadows connected Qin Ze and the black giant tree.

A relieved and pious expression appeared on the principal's face:

"I am willing to accept sanctions."

It did not lie. Even if it has fallen into its current state, it will remember its original intention in its rare sobriety.

But Qin Ze ushered in a new crisis.

Because the black mask seemed to feel a more powerful "hotbed".

On the principal's face, countless black blood vessels twisted and pulled away from his face.

And with the help of the black fog... these black blood vessels began to flow towards Qin Ze.

...

...

In the basement of a farmhouse somewhere in the southern suburbs.

Under the dim light, the masked man said his favorite lines in a cheerful and somewhat exaggerated tone:

"We must admit one thing. If we use movies to compare most people's lives, they are garbage movies."

"A terrible, boring, and rotten movie. The plot, actors, lines, and even the intentions are all rotten."

"But now, the movie has ushered in its most exciting moment."

The killer, Prell.

His mask is still the same as always, with a smiling mask.

Even though he has tried many people, Prell is still addicted to such happiness.

"Lawyer Hu, in your boring and sanctimonious life, you must not have felt the joy of games, right?"

Prell's classic Desert Eagle was against Hu Dongfeng's forehead.

At this time, Hu Dongfeng's hands and feet were handcuffed. There was tape on his mouth.

On the worn suit, there was some dirt from Prell's soles.

"But today, I hope you can become an excellent player."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Prell. I want to play a game with you. Your movie will reach the final climax. It is also possible that you will be lucky... and continue to play."

At the other end of the night, false justice and true kindness touch each other.

In the corner, the calendar belonging to the newcomer quietly watched this trial.