Chapter 300: Some past events

In this cult video, the Tianji Bureau has communicated with FBM, and the answer is that it is still tracing the location of the original uploader.
What exactly does that video mean? what's the effect? provocative? Declare war?
After watching this video, Gu Jun had a discomfort like a throat in his throat. The danger was imminent, but it was not clear what it was.
"I'm going to talk to Deng Ximei again." He said to Tong Ye that this breakthrough should not be put on hold anymore.
Deng Ximei is still detained in the base of the curse department, and the action personnel are detained at the foot of the mountain forest next to the base. It is still a separate meeting between the two. Gu Jun took some things out of the medical building and went to this meeting place. When he arrived, Deng Ximei had already arrived.
The foothills of this mountain are all still, and she stood still beside the dark woods.
The guards followed a distance away from the two. In fact, there are surveillance cameras and sentries everywhere, and you can't run away if you want to escape.
"Miss Deng, here are some suicide notes." Gu Jun handed her a stack of suicide notes. "All the suicide notes of those who died in the plague of the New Legion."
Deng Ximei looked at him and reached for it.
In the past two days, she has been allowed to access some new information from the outside world and know the general situation of the plague.
"There are more than 2 million deaths worldwide." Gu Jun said in a deep voice. "If every deceased has written his suicide note and put it here, it can flood us like a flood. What would you think, I don't know, but I entreat you to consider carefully the current situation, whether you want to do your part. "
Deng Ximei silently read a suicide note, and then the next one.
She looked at the three suicide notes, and her eyes gradually changed. "I watched the video before I came out. That may be the beginning of a sacrifice ceremony ..."
"Miss Deng." Gu Jun stopped her, and the most important thing was whether she was credible. "Can you tell me all these things from the beginning?"
Deng Ximei looked at the dark night, and after a while, there was a trace of decisiveness in her voice: "Yes. After that, I may be so crazy, and the spirit will never recover, so other ... Good luck. "
"What do you mean?" Gu Jun asked with a frown. She spoke very earnestly.
"Gu Jun." Deng Ximei didn't look at him, and her voice was becoming stiff. "That year, only you left. For so many years, only you left."
Gu Jun felt cold in his heart, "You mean ..."
"Soul barrier." Deng Ximei suddenly said a spell-like word. She stepped forward and her dark hair was blown up by the night wind.
"I used to have a girl who was kept in a cage since she was a child." She said, "Every day I do something I don't want to do. But the girl understands a psychology technique in a different world, by imagining herself Many things, imagining another life, have created a layer of spiritual barriers so that I wo n’t go crazy. "
Gu Jun understood, and suddenly felt the night breeze colder, and the trees around the early autumn showed a desolation.
What Deng Ximei said when she was taken away by her parents when she was a child, and has been wandering in the wild for many years, is just a kind of spiritual barrier and a dream bubble created by herself.
Once she wants her to fully confess her true experience, it is to ask her to face her true self ...
Sometimes, the most difficult thing for people to face is themselves.
If that layer of spiritual barriers is broken, she may fall into a kind of mental disorder, because her realities are crazy and deceitful.
"Then let's take it slowly." Gu Jun exhaled, not completely trusting her, but unwilling to possibly push the girl to a dead end.
"No, you listen." Deng Ximei had already made up her mind, "This is a good season of withering away."
"Wait!" Gu Jun yelled at her again, is the mind barrier technology, what did he think of, "I might have a way."
In addition to Zugili's sweet dream, he also has a blank sweet dream, originally intended to establish a connection with Wu Shiyu, and often needs to talk to Xianyu in work and life. But now there is no other way. In the dream, he can also distinguish Deng Ximei from telling the truth.
At the moment, Gu Jun gave Deng Ximei a general understanding and asked her a dream.
"Are you dreaming?" Deng Ximei pondered for a long while. "All the flowers of the four seasons are blooming at the same time between the mountains and fields."
"No problem, everything can be achieved in the dream." Gu Jun held her hand and closed her eyes. He was not afraid of what she did, there was a sniper staring at him in the distance, and his consciousness was not completely defenseless ...
Perhaps there is indeed a special connection between the spirit boys, and the process of establishing this beautiful dream for Deng Ximei is very smooth.
After a while, in the dilapidated little theater, the only phantom in the auditorium turned into a tall and thin woman.
Deng Ximei turned around and looked at the stage, looking slightly surprised.
"Miss Deng, can you feel it?" Gu Jun said, and the voice rang in the theater. "Here, you can make your consciousness independent, and the impact of perception becomes smaller. Barrier. Say what you want to say, stop as soon as you feel uncomfortable, I do n’t want to see you go crazy. "
"... Um." Deng Ximei was silent for a while before nodding her head, and Qingli's face changed with a tumultuous thought.
Here, Gu Jun can clearly feel her sorrow and stubbornness, what has she experienced ...
Deng Ximei looked at the flowers on the stage that should have been blooming in different seasons and spoke slowly.
She seemed to be telling him, like telling the flowers, and like telling herself, the self hiding under the barrier of the soul.
"My name is Deng Ximei, and I have been in a thief's den from the beginning of my memory.
I am a spirit boy, and there are some spirit boys around me. At that time, we were not sensible, and the thieves did whatever they wanted. Because the spirit boy experiment is full of uncertainty, they were not prepared to see the spirit boy as the core of the future from the beginning, but a tool for them to crush and sacrifice.
Not every soul boy is considered successful, and the degree of success is also high or low. You are the most successful one, and I am not irrelevant.
You gave them words, and after I learned them, I gave them stories.
When I was a child, I had this kind of talent, and I could write some poems that once existed in that world, which helped them find a lost civilization.
We knew each other when we were kids, and we were especially good. We also made many promises from children.
Now I think about it, it is countless.
Not long after you left, when I was less than 7 years old, I was taken to the mountains, where I was trapped, to feel the nature with my heart, and to extend the inspiration of the spirit boy with isolation from the world. story. I don't hate nature, but I hate those people.
My parents ... Those two are indeed my parents from the blood. But the spirit boy has another identity in a different world, so I still have a name called "Lijia". "Miss Ligia", my parents usually call me that. In fact, over the years, I have only seen them a few times.
The older I am, the more I see, the more I doubt what those people do, their maliciousness, madness, and hurting others ... whether it really makes sense.
But I hide all these thoughts. I do n’t let them know anything about them, and I do n’t tell them about the spiritual barrier. I gave myself a layer of protection.
But because I have n’t been able to come up with new stories for a long time, the ordinary stories I wrote myself are useless. Last year, they wanted to try to search my brain to see what is valuable. They sent my parents to do this.
Because the two are blood related to me and have the most spiritual connection, they can do this kind of thing best.
They asked my parents to take me to ‘vacation’, in fact, they walked to another mountain forest, and wanted to use separate spaces and intimate relationships to strengthen the connection.
That night, I did n’t know what would happen in the end ... "
Speaking of which, Deng Ximei's mood was obviously under great impact. From the feet of her in the theater, fine cracks spread on the floor, quickly covering the small theater, the flowers on the stage withered, and the entire dream The bubble began to shake violently.
Gu Jun quickly asked her not to say anything, because he could feel that her words were true, everything was true.
If it were not in a beautiful dream, the pain and distortion just now were enough to break down her spiritual barrier and then swallow her will.
But this great collapse may require only one more crack to occur, let alone a stormy blow.
He knew what happened next night.
However, Deng Ximei continued to say that his complexion became more and more strange, pain, sadness, coldness, pleasure, relief ... all mixed together. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
"At the beginning, they were very kind, and I also seemed to have a family relationship. But soon, when we started that kind of heart-to-heart game, their malice was revealed. They wanted to use spells to bring my spirit Push it all to darkness, then maybe I will remember more useful stories ...
Also at that time, I turned to some of the information in their minds, the astronomy bureau, the contact point, and the latitude and longitude coordinates that I just wanted to understand a few days ago.
They want to push me to the dark, my soul barrier saves me, I didn't fall into a crazy situation, and then I have a decision.
It wasn't a sudden impulse, or a momentary confusion, it was something I only thought about for a long time and thought about everything I understood before doing it.
I killed my parents and used the rope they were going to use to tie the hammock to the tree. Then I hung them up.
After that, I left there, ran out of the forest, and ran all the way to the Tianji Bureau, to my new life. "
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