When he returned to his accommodation in Yokohama, he didn't even bring any extra luggage, and after setting up a regular postcard to poster on his door, he left it for the editors who would definitely come to him soon.But who would have thought that he didn't do anything bad, and second, he didn't provoke that guy, and he was still thrown to an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean.Thoughts go back and forth in my head, but reality is only a moment.Almost in the next second, the fierce god he had been talking about in his heart before appeared in front of him.Well?
Ichijo Temple Xiu looked at Bai Lan, who was holding the dessert in his hand, and subconsciously took a step back when he saw him, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he said meaninglessly: It seems that you remember me, is there anything else you want to say?
That tone is no less than saying: Do you have any last words, just swallow your breath after speaking.The emerging writer Marshmallow Teacher slowly but firmly stretched out his hand and said: I think I can still salvage a little?
Chapter 61 The Emerging Novelist (3) Unlike other worlds, a temple cultivator in this world did not throw a fist at him at the first glance.Therefore, Bai Lan felt that she could still be rescued.He recalled the words of a temple cultivator and said: Since you will say that you remember me, doesn't that mean that you also have the memory of a parallel world?
Although the situation of the two of them is a little different, Ichijo Temple Cultivator doesn't intend to explain more to him, so what?
Bai Lan tried to reason with him: You see, I haven't done anything in this world, right?
In addition to three novels, one temple repair: But you broke off.Bai Lan: That's it?
That's it???
Bai Lan felt that her expression was about to crack.Who is he breaking because of!
Moreover, just after breaking off, he was thrown to an uninhabited island, and he looked like he was trying to settle accounts with him?!
He has only been interrupted for two months, and this is going to be replaced by a certain king who loves to play mahjong, wouldn't the entire uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean be shattered!
Seeing his unbelievable appearance, a temple cultivator explained: The most critical problem is not to delay the change, but because you have not been able to contact you, and your editor is worried that something will happen to you, so he came to the detective agency to entrust us to help find you.Bai Lan: The editor in Japan was busy with his work, but he suddenly let out an earth-shattering sneeze that caused all the manuscript paper in front of him to fly.He sniffed, bent down and picked up the manuscript paper on the ground, while muttering with a bitter face: Where is Teacher Marshmallow now?
When I heard that the detective agency was an organization of the righteous camp.It's no wonder that in the parallel world, the self-proclaimed god of the new world, but in fact, the villain in the eyes of others, will be beaten by this guy.On the road to overthrow the rule of evil villains, the partners of justice are never absent.Well, that's good, the new book will write about the villain beating the justice partner.But then again, if you're really not weak-hearted, why hide from me?
Ichijo Temple Cultivator looked at Bai Lan suspiciously, his light golden eyes firmly locked on Bai Lan, looking up and down, full of vigilance.It seems that the latter has a little extra thought or action, and he will be able to take the person down.Bai Lan sneered: No, the parallel world has been beaten by you a lot, and it has been a conditioned reflex After speaking, in order to prevent misunderstanding, he also added: I in the parallel world are all different individuals, although we can share each other's memories, but they are really not the same person.He patted his chest and promised: I am completely different from them, I am a peace-loving little writer!
A temple cultivator didn't speak, and stared at him silently for a long time.Bai Lan smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her face did not show a trace of flaws.But a temple cultivator dragged out his voice, and his tone was a little meaningful.Yes、Are there any questions?
Bai Lan felt that her face was about to freeze with laughter.What are the books you are talking about??!
Bai Lan's eyes widened unconsciously.Book?
Is that the one he thinks?
Wait, he remembered that he only mentioned his own novel, right?
And the other party obviously knows that he has published a book, if the book simply refers to his novel, then why would he ask the question of what it is?
Could it be that the other party is actually referring to the "book"?
But he never mentioned this thing in front of the other party at all, how did this guy know what he was thinking?!
Thoughts turned a thousand times, but Bai Lan did not show any clues.You say, huh?
That's the three novels I've already published.He scratched his hair, you said that I can react to the novel, and I was stunned when you said the book, hahaha, in fact, it seems a little incredible now.It's only been a year, and my messy manuscripts have been published as a book.A temple cultivator tugged at the corners of his mouth, not giving him a chance to fool the past, and said bluntly: I know that you have published three novels, but yes, I am referring to the book you have in mind.The bright smile on Bai Lan's face suddenly closed, and she lost her simple and harmless appearance before.The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and his demeanor gradually coincided with the Bailan of the parallel world that a temple cultivator had seen.Sure enough, there is something wrong with this guy.A temple cultivator secretly thought.He is not like Osamu Dazai, who can judge whether the person in front of him is tired or not with a few words, or even a face.But he can directly read the other party's heart through his abnormal ability.And Bai Lan, who didn't know that he had this ability, could easily be heard by him when he was defenseless.In fact, Ichijo Temple Cultivator himself rarely uses this ability.He used it once when he was a child, but that time left him with a full psychological shadow, so he was very resistant to this ability later.If you think about the cause, I have forgotten it now.The only thing he remembered was that he had turned on his mind-reading ability in the crowded city, and then suddenly, a wave rushed towards him, and the black and sticky malice instantly overwhelmed him, without giving him the slightest chance to react.He was entangled in the dark side of the human heart, as if he had fallen into an abyssal swamp, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.The foul muddy water continued to flow down his mouth and nose, into his esophagus and respiratory tract, making him experience for the first time what it was like to suffocate.At that time, when he was still young, he was inevitably mentally polluted, like white paper being splashed with black ink, and a clear river being discharged into wastewater.He almost couldn't control the ferocity and murderous intent in his heart, wanting to destroy everything that was filthy in front of him.Fortunately, before the matter was irreparable, Saiki Kusuo arrived in time.Qi Mu Nanxiong woke him up sharply and forcibly turned off his ability to read minds.Later, in order to help a temple cultivator get rid of the influence, Qi Mu Nanxiong also accompanied him to fight several times, you know, he usually doesn't bother to do it.After the aura of a temple cultivator was released, Qi Mu Nanxiong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally strictly forbade a temple cultivator to use this ability in the case of a large number of people Of course, there is no need for him to say this kind of thing at all, because a temple cultivator has already learned enough lessons from this incident.Even after he learned that his bamboo horse's mind-reading ability was passive and couldn't be turned off, he was very sympathetic.In addition, the other party helped him a lot this time, so Ichijo Temple Xiu sent a whole box of coffee jelly to Qi Mu Kusuo.Then for the next month, Saiki Kusuo lived in dire straits every day.Kusuo Saiki: Pain and happiness.Ichijoji himself hated this ability, but that didn't stop him from using it when he felt the need.And the reason why he used this ability on Bai Lan was mainly because this guy had a bad impression on him in the other world.Before he came to this world, he passed through several worlds, but all of them, without exception, were destroyed by Bai Lan.Therefore, a temple cultivator naturally would not let down his guard against this guy easily.The guy who can destroy the world in parallel time and space must not be a good one.In order to avoid being cheated himself, a temple cultivator used this mind-reading ability, which was not very popular with him.Of course, in order to avoid the same thing as when he was a child, he decisively threw Bai Lan on a small island in the uninhabited Pacific Ocean, and limited the range of mind reading, thinking that this should be foolproof.However, what he didn't expect was that the idea of spying on Bai Lan, who had countless memories of parallel time and space, was no easier than turning on his mind-reading ability and being in the middle of the city.Having said all that, I don't know your name yet.Bai Lan has become the same smiling and harmless as before, my name is Bai Lan · Jessot, you should know, right?
I mean in a parallel world.He sighed as he spoke, looking very regretful, in parallel time and space, you always start as soon as you meet, and you don't want to talk to each other.Now I finally have a chance to talk, and there is no one else around, right?
A temple cultivator nodded his head and said his name: a temple cultivator.Hello, Xiujun~ Bai Lan stretched out her hand to him.Hello.Ichijoji nodded at him very coldly, didn't mean to shake hands with him, and stiffly turned the topic back to the previous question, so, answer me, what exactly is the book you are looking for in Yokohama?
Bai Lan didn't mind the other party's indifference, so she naturally withdrew her hand and said meaninglessly: Xiujun seems to be able to read minds.Although he said this, Bai Lan was actually more inclined to the detective agency that the other party had just mentioned that something had been noticed, so he sent such a fierce god to test him.If he didn't answer correctly, he might be beaten up on a small island in the Pacific Ocean, just like several of his own in the parallel world.Read a temple repair of the other party's thoughts: It's actually good that Bai Lan misunderstood it like this.Since the other party came with a purpose, Bai Lan did not evade the important this time, or directly diverted his topic, and said bluntly: It is what you think, that "book" that can fulfill any wish.Make any wish come true?!
Hearing this, a temple cultivator's heart chuckled.Hey?
Bai Lan, who was carefully observing his expression, was a little puzzled.This kind of reaction seems to be completely unaware of a temple cultivator?
Could it be that the person behind him didn't tell him?
Deliberately?
Since a temple cultivator didn't know, Bai Lan carefully chose the words, and said tentatively: Yes, as long as you make a wish for that book, anything can be realized!
Ichijo Temple Cultivator squinted his eyes suddenly, If you don't want to tell the truth, I don't mind hey, don't be so violent.Bai Lanyan quickly pressed the fist raised by a temple cultivator, and while speaking comfortingly, he thought: Since he didn't know the existence of the "book", why did he notice that he was hiding part of the truth?
It doesn't look like he doesn't know it at all, so at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed, and Bai Lan suddenly thought of something.Could it be that this guy has something like the ability to read minds, or to tell if a speaker is sincere?
Perhaps, this is the reason why the detective agency sent him to investigate himself, but here's the problem.If this is his anomaly, what about teleportation?
When fighting with oneself in a parallel time and space, you can still float in the air without the help of any tools, what is going on?
And, could it be that he has a common memory with another self in another world, and he has different abilities in different time and space?
However, right now, this person obviously has at least three different abilities of teleportation, sharing memories of different time and space, and suspected mind reading.Looking at the temple cultivation in front of her, Bai Lan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.At this time, a temple cultivator suddenly smiled at him.A flash of darkness flashed in his golden eyes, so fast that he almost thought it was an illusion.He approached Bai Lan, lowered his voice, and with a sense of demagogy, said in the latter's ear: What are you looking for "books" for?
Why don't you make a wish to me??!
Bai Lan's eyes widened in surprise.What does he mean by that?!
Chapter 62 The New Novelist (4) is also a mind reader, and there are still differences in the abilities of Saiki Kusuo and Ichijoji Xiu.Saiki Kusuo's ability range was wide, and even with a suppressor on, he could hear his voice within a radius of two hundred meters.And if he didn't wear a suppressor, his telepathic reception range could even cover the entire earth.Of course, if not deliberately, what he hears is mainly what people are thinking at the moment.Unlike him, the ability of a temple cultivator is no more than fifty meters.However, what he hears is not simply superficial, he can also hear things hidden in people's hearts, the most corners, the darkest places.For example, the voice that Saiki Kusuo hears on weekdays is equivalent to the surface of a lake, the outermost layer of things, of course, this is without him digging deeply.And the voice that a temple cultivator can hear is the entire lake.In other words, in addition to the most superficial layer of water, there is also the bottom of the lake, where countless sand and gravel and even silt have been deposited.No matter how clean and clear the lake is, it is absolutely impossible for the bottom to be free of sand and gravel, dirty, and even thick sludge.It is precisely because of this that the spirit of a temple was polluted in the first place.The target of his mind reading this time was only Bai Lan, and he didn't think it would be affected too much.Unexpectedly, in addition to having their own memories of countless parallel worlds, Bai Lan also has their thoughts, which are the layer of things located at the bottom of the lake.Even if these thoughts are not complicated, in the end, the base number is there, and the quantitative change causes the qualitative change, which directly increases the workload of a temple cultivator countless times, completely exceeding his expectations and catching him off guard.At first, this ability was normal.He carefully controlled, while forcing Bai Lan to tell the information related to the "book", he used his ability to push through the water, sand and stones around him, and searched for the part of the content he wanted.However, he never imagined that when he leaned over to look for a stone in the lake, he unknowingly fell into the mud at the bottom of the lake.Come, make a wish to me, I can fulfill all your wishes. 】[Kill him, kill him, kill him] [Whoever comes close will die] "Xiu, stop!"
A broken drink was like hitting a bell, and there was a bang, and the aftermath echoed in my mind for a long time.The chaotic eyes of Ichijo Xiu suddenly woke up from the muddy black swamp, his breath stagnated, and he subconsciously covered his face and took a step back.