Brother Long took two steps forward and stood a few meters away from Song Qingci.

He put his hands forward and said cautiously and excitedly: "You are the girl we came with before, right?"

Pointing to where Song Qingci was, Brother Long said bluntly: "Don't press it, absolutely can't press it! Once you press this button, the monster bound to this place will completely break free!"

As he spoke, he waved his arms: "I came here relatively early, so I know what happened here. The female reporter with me was killed by the monster below because she pressed this button. He was captured and tied to a huge pillar, one side was burned by flames and the other side was frozen by ice!"

Brother Long said sincerely: "You probably heard a woman tell you that you can escape from this world after pressing this button? In fact, this is a lie! Once you press it, you will help the monster step by step. Get out of trouble! I had a hard time pressing this button back before. If you press it again now, then we will no longer be able to lock the guy down there!"

Listening to Brother Long's words, Song Qingci didn't say anything, but just hovered his hand over the button, seeming to be thinking about something.

Over there, Brother Long probably saw Song Qingci's hesitation, and then struck while the iron was hot and said: "I can confirm that there must be some secrets in this world. Like you, I was kidnapped by those monsters. .But at that time, because their attention was all on the female reporter, they didn’t pay special attention to me, so I also heard some news..."

Looking at Song Qingci, Long E said seriously: "It is said that the reason why the monsters who lead these people are looking for human women is because there is a traitor in our team! And that traitor is the woman they are looking for. !”

This time, Song Qingci finally spoke: "Traitor?"

Withdrawing her hand, she looked at Brother Long: "Since he is the traitor of the other party, why does the other party cast a net to find someone like that? If you know the name of that person, wouldn't it be better to contact him directly?"

Touching the back of his head, Brother Long was also a little confused: "This...I'm not very clear. However, I heard that it seems because the 'traitor' doesn't actually know that he is a 'traitor'..."

"She is the half body of a certain monster," Brother Long said. "She is connected to the spirit of that monster without knowing it, so she leaked the information..."

After a brief inference, Brother Long said eagerly: "In short, I speculate that there may be bigger secrets about these monsters in this world. If these secrets can be found, then we may be able to escape from this world. Rather than being swallowed up by this trap!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the table in the distance and said confidently.

Facing his words, Song Qingci nodded noncommittally.

She raised her head and glanced at the sky from outside the hall door.

At this moment, the sky was so gloomy that it turned gray, and corrosion like rust spread across the entire sky, dyeing everything into an indifferent blue.

After a while, Song Qingci turned around and glanced at Brother Long.

"You said you came here too?" She said casually, "Can you tell me how you got here?"

Brother Long was slightly startled when asked this question: "How did it come... I was brought to this place after being attacked..."

After receiving this answer, Song Qingci showed a faint smile: "Really?"

She pointed at the walls and floors of this world: "This is the middle realm that is free from time and space. It is the basis of negation that is stripped of matter and spirit. We can only be in weak nodes of space, or are

The owner of this land is targeting it, and there is no other way to enter."

Looking at Brother Long, Song Qingci showed a playful smile: "And you, Mr. Chen, are not the weakest link in the world and are not favored by the pale lady. How did you cross the mist and step into this world?"

A state of complete ignorance?”

Brother Long frowned subconsciously: "What are you talking about... Of course you came in with the female reporter..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Song Qingci: "Is that so?"

Spreading his hands, Song Qingci smiled and said, "In that case, I want to ask you a question."

"Can you tell me, what is your name?" Song Qingci said with a smile, "Your real name, Mr. Chen, was given a registered code name after you were born."

Real name...

The expression on Brother Long's face was a little strange: "Now is the time to worry about this kind of problem, it's not important!"

Standing opposite him, Song Qingci's smile gradually faded: "Of course this is important."

She said casually: "Of course you won't say your name, because you don't know it at all. To you, this man is a simple blank. You can never say his name - because the prophet

It is not omniscient, and what has not appeared cannot be known in advance."

"In other words, the person who told you the prophecy didn't tell you all the details in detail," Song Qingci smiled silently, "That's right, after all, the mist of fate is layered and difficult to see, and the ripples of time are difficult to see.

It is ever-changing, and even those who are in the middle of the situation dare not say that they have seen through everything."

"To paraphrase the sayings of past sages, it is impossible for people to step into the same river. Although the meaning of this sentence is a bit narrow here, its true meaning is quite appropriate. The so-called fate is the same, there is never an unchanging future

, even if we can see through the twists and turns of time in advance, we will only collect a little more information, that’s all.”

She took two steps forward, the sound of her boots hitting the ground was calm and elegant, until she reached the highest round table.

Holding the highest point in the room with both hands, Song Qingci glanced at Brother Long with a half-smile: "Actually, this so-called 'poor' doesn't mean much to me, because in my eyes, your disguise is

It's like a wolf wearing a goat's skin."

She snapped her fingers: "After all, the half-dead death aura on your body cannot be covered up by a simple disguise in any case. This strand of stench that is even more stinky than the pure aura of death lingers around you, exuding it all the time.

Disgusting filth and putrid stench.”

"At least this is the only thing I can't mistake," she said with a smile on her face, but no smile at all in her eyes, "Miss Hela."

After hearing this sentence.

Brother Long, who originally had slumped shoulders, raised his head and glanced at Song Qingci.

"Who are you?" she said.

Although this is a question, both parties know that it is just an explanation and supplementary statement... a statement!

Facing Brother Long's inquiry, Song Qingci spread his hands: "The answer is already obvious."

She bent down to greet Brother Long, her posture was decent and flawless: "I have never been masked before, of course it can be said that I haven't seen you for a long time, madam."

"I am the person you are hiding from, and I am also the person you are pursuing," Song Qingci said with a smile, "As for the title, I believe no one knows better than you how to call me, right?"

Listen to Song Qingci's words.

A hint of coldness flashed across Brother Long's face.

"Are you... a prophet?" he said, with no emotion in his tone.

Song Qingci clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The answer is correct, or in other words, half correct. If the full score is one hundred, I am willing to give you ten points!"

Pointing to his head, Song Qingci said calmly: "I can say he is the person you think he is, or he can say he is not. Because right now, this is just a false memory fragment, a seed planted in advance.

"

"The person I am now is just a 'hint' planted in this individual's mind a few hours ago," she said in a gentle voice, "so strictly speaking, the person you are facing now is actually still the girl."

How is that possible?!

The moment he heard this sentence, Brother Long's eyes were a little unbelievable: "This is... psychological suggestion?! This is impossible!"

He said quickly: "Even if it is a psychological suggestion, you feel like a real person to me now! If this is a psychological suggestion, it is at least the use of the 'soul' level, and the soul..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingci helped him and said: "The law of the soul is now in the hands of Hermes, right?"

She looked at Brother Long, smiled and said: "Yes, this does not involve the level of the soul. But actually it is very simple to do all this..."

Song Qingci's face gradually calmed down, and his tone became indifferent: "Because I just know in advance what words will come out of your mouth, what kind of movements your body will make, and then I will give this seed on top of that.

'With color, that's enough."

"Just like now, if I'm not wrong, it's about half an hour after the battle broke out?" Song Qingci said, "But in fact, the time when I said this was actually twenty hours ago.

, the location is a dark and damp basement.”

"So, the current situation is actually more like the past," Song Qingci said, pointing to Brother Long, "A conversation with the future. I am the past, and you are the future."

This is impossible!

Brother Long once again had a skeptical attitude.

No one knows better than him what the so-called "prophet" is.

Just like what this girl said before, time will continue to change, and destiny will lead to different results as time changes. Therefore, even the guy in the past dare not say that he has complete control over the future.

A word, a look may make the original future completely different from the previous one. Although the prediction has a connection similar to "causal relationship", no matter how it changes, the observed future is no different from the predicted one. But the prophet

As the biggest variable, once involved, it may lead to deviations from the original planned future.

To put it simply, the prophet can see a certain future, and no matter how this future changes, it will eventually be seen by the prophet. But if the prophet himself intervenes, because he is the most uncertain factor, the future may not be the same as before.

Same.

Therefore, once a person who predicts the future gets involved in destiny, the waves will be stirred up, which the prophet cannot bear at all!

And now, the guy opposite actually told Brother Long that she just predicted her reaction in advance and answered accordingly?!

This idea that almost violates Brother Long's values ​​is hard for Brother Long to believe.

And that person probably guessed what Brother Long was thinking, so he shook his head and showed a calm smile: "You may find it strange."

"But it doesn't matter," she spread her hands, "Fate is not something that you people can understand. Just like me, it is difficult to fully explain it."

"But one thing is for sure."

Standing on the round table, Song Qingci looked at Brother Long with a faint smile: "You knew all our directions in advance, not because of any traitor, but because of a 'prophecy'."

"Hundreds of years ago, a person predicted today's situation and then gave you information and intelligence," Song Qingci said with a smile, "This is why we were completely exposed - because as early as hundreds of years ago

, today’s situation has been booked.”

"But one thing is different, that is, you can only book the 'first time', but there is no way to book the 'second time'."

Snapping his fingers, Song Qingci said in a very soft voice: "The person from hundreds of years ago knew my first thought, but it was impossible to know the second one. Because of this, it is necessary to superimpose foreknowledge, and He is the most powerful person.

Probability cannot do that.”
To be continued...