The meeting with Parma solved some of the doubts that King Landed, but obviously not all.

They knew Parma still had some reservations.

But there is one thing Parma said right that killing Nicoli will inevitably lead to changes.

After returning to his residence, Junlin discovered the surprise the other party gave him.

Sir Grey is gone.

"Wow, someone stole my spoils." Junlin smiled.

"Can't test it?" Ye Qingxian also smiled.

This loss seems to be a big problem, after all, Junlin has studied Gray thoroughly.

"It doesn't matter." Sure enough, Jun Lin said: "Even if the naked girl is a beautiful woman, she will get tired of seeing her every day, let alone the nausea of ​​an old man. I have really become disgusted these days."

Ye Qingxian was very dissatisfied: "You can't give a better example?"

Robert: "I think this example is good."

"Okay guys, that's not the point." Junlin walked over and looked at his room: "It seems that there is no sign of turning around."

"It's hard to say, maybe there's some way to stare at you, but you can't see it."

"Well, indeed." Junlin nodded.

"What should I do?" Robert asked.

Jun Lin smiled: "It's not simple? Just change the room."

“…”

It's indeed a good idea.

When he moved in the afternoon, Sainlai met Junlin.

"The book has come to an end."

Holmes gave King's Landing clues, and the question of searching for books was handed over to Sain and the others.

"How is it?" he asked.

Sain replied: "It's Mo."

"ink?"

"Yes. We tried all the combinations and found that the key is in the ink. As long as the same content is written in that ink, there will be signs of consciousness invasion. We also deliberately made people write something wrong and found that if we just replace some characters of similar content, it will not affect the effect. Of course, the subject information cannot be changed."

"So it's the combination of ink and subject information?"

"That's right."

"Have you found the source of the ink?"

"Inquiry is underway, there should be results soon."

The results were obtained two days later.

At that time, Junlin and the other two had just completed a duel.

Perhaps because it is impossible to ease the relationship, the opponent has tried his best to kill in this battle.

Faced with the second-level martial arts master at the Golden Level, this became the most difficult battle for Junlin.

He used up all the means and fought to the death, and finally won the victory with three people seriously injured.

Judging from this, the third level showdown is very sad.

It was at this time that Baihong came over to tell him.

Found the source of the ink.

In the western suburbs of Liaojing, orchid workshop.

This is an ink production workshop, and a middle-aged man is seriously making ink at this moment.

He used the local method to make it, and just put dyes that had been prepared long ago in an iron bucket filled with water. However, his dyes were a bit special, using a kind of cuttlefish juice, and a few drops of blood were dripped inside.

After the blood melted into the cuttlefish juice, a strange black mist was emitted. Then he kept stirring it, warming it, and finally poured the warmed cuttlefish juice into the water and continued to stir until bubbles appeared inside.

"It looks a bit like alchemy." A voice suddenly rang out from his ears.

The man was startled and looked around in horror, but found nothing.

Then he realized something and shouted to the back of the house: "Run, they're here."

"Wow, wow, the reaction is fast, but it's useless."

Ye Qingxian smiled and Junlin's figure appeared from nothingness.

They ignored the back of the house.

"It will be useful to cooperate with the aura of wisdom reduction." Junlin said: "Charlie? Or Nicholas Cage?"

He smiled.

The man in front of him had a familiar public face, melancholy and deep eyes, and looked quite charming.

This face is so familiar.

Realizing that the aura of wisdom subsided is useless, Charlie shook his head: "Okay, I admit that you are amazing, and you actually found me. You won."

He spread his hands and acted as if he could deal with it.

Junlin ignored him and squatted down to look at the ink.

The ink still emits a strange black mist.

Junlin just sucked lightly, and his eyes were filled with dizziness. In a vague way, the nightmare that had once hit again.

However, this kind of scene has no effect on Jun Lin. He shook his head: "You are nothing."

So the illusion is like glass, and it is broken.

After taking a jar and putting away the ink, Junlin said, "I have a problem."

The other party quickly replied: "I am just a person who makes ink. The only thing I know is the aura of wisdom reduction, but it is useless to you. They asked me to do all this, but I don't know anything except that. They don't let me contact you. They will only use me when I need me."

"I didn't ask you all."

"From "Adapted to the script", my name is Charlie."

"This is not what I want to know, either." Jun Lin said.

"What else do you want to know?" Charlie was obviously anxious.

"Why did you make the potion?" Junlin said: "You are not the protagonist of the trembling black hole, you have nothing to do with this book. Shouldn't it be John Trent?"

John Trent is the protagonist of the trembling black hole, the detective who tracks down the book incident.

Charlie shook his head: "Although he is the protagonist of the movie, he is not the creator of the book, so he cannot influence the book."

Junlin and Ye Qingxian sighed together: "It's true that it's still a lie."

Charlie said: "It is Sartre Kane who can influence the book."

Sartkein is the author of this book in the trembling black hole.

"Where is Sartkein?" Ye Qingxian asked.

"He's dead," Charlie replied.

"Dead?" the two of them were surprised.

Junlin: "How did you die?"

Charlie spread his hands: "It was suicide. He didn't want to achieve that plan, it was terrifying. He was kind, so he chose to commit suicide."

"Oh, you should also be a kind protagonist." Ye Qingxian said with a smile.

Jun Linze said: "So let you replace it? Why can you replace it?"

Charlie was about to answer, but suddenly he looked up alert: "They found out, they are here to kill me!"

As he spoke, the surrounding space suddenly changed.

A familiar scene appeared, and gray once again covered the earth and dust spread throughout the world.

A faint shadow appeared from the darkness, walking towards Charlie step by step with a gloomy and bizarre aura.

Charlie screamed: "Don't let him take me!"

Jun Lin stopped shouting: "Get out!"

But this time his rebuke was obviously useless, and the phantom still walked towards Charlie step by step.

Ye Qingxian raised his hand and threw it out with a flying knife, but it only penetrated the phantom.

At the same time, the sharp and strange laughter reminded me of the far-reaching sound, but it was approaching quickly.

Charlie shouted: "It's Freddy! Don't let him come over, he can kill people in the dream. You are not his opponent in the dream!"

Freddy?

Freddy?

This guy is actually here too?

No wonder it was a nightmare invasion.

Charlie is right, no one can deal with Freddy in a dream, and no matter how strong King Landing is, it cannot be fought in such an environment.

So he did one thing immediately.

He hugged Charlie and slapped Ye Qingxian at the same time.

At that moment, Ye Qingxian's first thought was: From now on, can this man hit me justifiedly?
Chapter completed!