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Chapter 1023 5.71 Under the Melting Furnace of Memory

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The dead tree suddenly exploded, and the strangely shaped dead branches bent strangely, turning into disgusting fat insects!

Mimic!

In other words, this so-called dead tree is simply made up of many disgusting bugs in disguise!

The worm does not appear to have eyes or even facial features, just a broad, tubular mouth.

The celestial girl fell to the ground like scattered flowers, and quickly burrowed into the ground.Turns the entire area into a death trap.

And the golden takraw ball was quietly placed in the center of the trap.Be the sweetest bait.

Wu Chen couldn't understand the bugs' worldview.

Mimicry is good mimicry.Also wait for me to get close before starting.In front of me, I nakedly showed the entire trap construction process and mental journey...

How can I be embarrassed?

Should I go in, or go in, or go in?

The bugs were more treacherous than Wu Chen thought.Showing how the trap was arranged generously is considered a conspiracy.You know it's a trap, but can you resist the temptation to regain your memory?

Wu Chen said that he couldn't resist.

However, how can we safely walk to the center of the trap and retrieve our lost memories?

Two directions, abilities and props.

Ability, no, props...

Wu Chen searched all over his body, his pockets were empty.

How to do?

"Brother Chen, let me try." At the critical moment, Qin Mo spoke.

Yes!

These meat worms have neither eyes nor long noses, so they must be able to distinguish objects by hearing their sounds!

The magic sound of the Tianmoqin may have a miraculous effect.

Wu Chen's mind was spinning: "Sister Huang, how many notes does the guqin have?"

"There are seven scattered tones, 91 tones to overtones, and seven tones to 140 tones." Huang Xuemei replied immediately.

"Which one does the magic sound belong to?"

"The eight notes of Tianlong, sticking, killing, snatching, capturing, pulling, pulling, spinning, and hammering. These eight notes are all driven by skills, and ordinary piano skills cannot be played."

Wu Chen asked again: "The current situation, what sound should I use?"

In the original work, Tianmoqin was originally called Balongqin.It uses eight dragon tendons as strings, the thinnest one is like a hair, and the thickest one is as thick as a little finger. The body of the qin is made of a ten thousand-year-old yin tree under the sea. With this qin, the eight dragons' heavenly sounds are played, and the listeners are as infatuated as they are. Drunk, no matter how deep his cultivation is, he can't resist it, so he can only let it play with him.In Shaw's version of "Six-fingered Qin Demon", it is said that the body of the Tianmoqin is made of black iron, and the six strings are made of tendons from six ancient monsters.

The version in front of me is even more different.According to legend, the Tianmoqin is owned by the Devil King of the Sixth Heaven.The Tianlong octave is even more the magic sound of the heavens in the desire world.It can seduce the soul and seize the body, and kill people invisible.

"If it's just for fetching things, the whirling sound is the best." Qin Mo said.

"So, sister, let's try it." Wu Chen was overjoyed.

"Okay." Before the words finished, a soft wave came from Wu Chen's chest.

Like the ripples on the surface of the water, even the ground began to twist when the sound of the piano passed by.

The biggest effect of the whirling sound is to confuse the mind.Soon, not to mention the fat worms hidden deep underground, even the world in front of them began to turn upside down and become a mess.In order to resist the dizziness from the depths of the soul, the meat worms broke through the ground one after another, forming huge meat balls.

Wu Chen didn't enter rashly.Because he always felt like one was missing.Sure enough, as the magic sound continued to attack, the last fat worm spit out black oil-like filth, its belly turned upside down, and arched out of the ground.

insidious...

In order to prevent any enemies lurking, Wu Chen simply waited for a long time.After confirming that there was no such thing, he carefully walked towards the sepak takraw ball.

As soon as his fingers touched the gap of the sepak takraw ball, golden flames followed his fingers and spread to his arms and even his whole body.

When the flame is extinguished, the memory with the spiritual shield is back!

Although it wasn't the teleportation that Wu Chen wanted most, but with the mental shield, his safety was greatly guaranteed.

"Brother Chen, these bugs are very strange, look at them... are they cocoons?"

It seems that Huang Xuemei, the piano demon, can detect things with the sound of the piano.Even Wu Chen didn't notice these secret details.

Opening a shield for himself first, Wu Chen tried to approach a fat worm curled up into a ball.

Sure enough, Fei Chong's body was covered with a misty cocoon.Wu Chen tried to breathe again. Although the white mist drifted away for a while, it quickly came back.Unlike the materialized cocoon, the fat worm produces a layer of fog cocoon.

What's even more amazing is that when Wu Chen got close enough, the spiritual shield in front of him actually reflected some bizarre images.

"This is..." Wu Chen looked carefully and finally realized: "Memory!"

"That's right. These worms feed on memories and cocoon them." Qin Mo sighed, "They must have devoured the memories of many people before Brother Chen."

"What the hell is this..." Wu Chen completely lost his judgment on everything in front of him.In his adventures, there is no relevant experience at all!

What the hell does this happen!

Could it be that... this is the evolution of memory? !

"Brother Chen, be careful." Qin Mo also felt the crisis wrapped in the cocoon.

Although I don't know whether these fat insects have forcibly evolved to resist the magic sound, or they have reached the stage of evolution.But no matter what flies out of it, Wu Chen is not absolutely sure to defeat them now.

Therefore, looking for the next lost memory has become the best choice right now.

After Wu Chen obtained this memory, Little Huomiao wandered far away in the periphery farthest from him.Use non-stop circles to remind him to start early.

Wu Chen hastily chased after him.

Little Huomiao is like a nimble tadpole, leading Wu Chen to shuttle back and forth in a world full of white mist and black vines.The space illuminated by the faint light of the small flame seems to have a kind of "awakeness" of time and space.It was like a weak brain wave, transmitted in the depths of the dead subconscious.

That’s right, the spherical space illuminated by the small flames represents a kind of clear consciousness.

As for the leader of Hammerfall, whose strength has skyrocketed and surpassed six or even seven stars, matter and spirit are ultimately unified, and a clear consciousness can be understood as a clear time and space.

Don't forget, her thinking has gone beyond the fourth dimension.has its own timeline.

Judging from all aspects of performance, Wu Chen is far from alone in losing his memory.Whether it's an old woman who is a newcomer's instructor, or a meat worm who is too full, it can prove this point.

The undulating ground began to increase.

In the world of fog, gradually there is an inexplicable sense of oppression.Obviously, this is the result of Wu Chen's overflowing spiritual tentacles being blocked.Just like the radar waves would reflect back when they meet the target, these blocked mental powers told Wu Chen that there was a majestic mountain in front of him.

Sure enough, the little flame hovered in front of a dark cave.

Another lost memory of Wu Chen is in the cave.

The inexplicable fear told him that there must be a huge crisis lurking inside.

"What should I do?" Huang Xuemei, who is also a strong mental power, also felt it.

Looking at the oily black mucus accumulated at the entrance of the cave, as well as the cave wall also full of mucus, Wu Chen immediately had an idea: "Lead the snake out of the cave!"

As he said that, he rushed towards the time when he came.

The moment Wu Chen rushed out of the sober ball screen, Little Huomiao immediately chased after him.Obviously understood Wu Chen's intentions and led him back to Fei Chong's location.

"So brother Chen wants to use these bugs?" Huang Xuemei also thought of it.

"That's right." Wu Chen thought of a prophecy: "Once upon a time, there was a clever hunter who wrapped meatballs with curved whale bone spurs, frozen hard and threw them at the bear's cave. The fishballs he ate were melted by gastric juice , the curved whalebone began to straighten, and pierced the bear's stomach. So the gluttonous, stupid bear hemorrhaged to death."

"Brother Chen wants to..."

"Well, let's wait and see who wins the battle." Wu Chen disassembled the spiritual shield into small shields, and rushed back to the cave with the round cocoons on top.These cocoons were arranged one by one at the foot of the mountain not far from the cave.He quietly hid behind the boulder on the other side.

Soon, a huge roar sounded from deep underground.Immediately after a moment of shaking, a giant snake rushed out of the cave!

Wu Chen had never seen such a terrifying creature!

It is said to be a giant snake, but it does not have the shape of a snake at all!It's like a huge fat intestine!Across the greasy intestinal wall, there are densely printed, countless scary faces!Behind the human face are slender arms and lower limbs without legs!That feeling is like tadpoles with human faces!Densely wrapped in the meat membrane, they scrambled to drag the long meat sac, and rushed towards the cocoon!

Before the onset of trypophobia, Wu Chen sneaked into the cave.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the giant snake pounce and devour the cocoon.

Little Huomiao led Wu Chen to gallop all the way, there were too many branches in the fork hole, Wu Chen was too lazy to remember.Anyway, with Little Flame leading the way, there will be no mistakes.

Finally, at the bottom of a forked hole, Wu Chen found the golden flame that was burning quietly.

Wearing the shield, Wu Chen walked towards the flame step by step.

Until the flame merged into the body and retrieved the memory of the electromigration undead body, the attack did not happen.With the two skills in hand, Wu Chen finally gained confidence.There was nothing in the snake cave, and Xiao Huomiao was about to lead him to the next place, but Wu Chen turned and walked towards the entrance.

Somewhere, he felt that he should go back to see who the final winner was.

Snake demons, in essence, should be aggregates of lost memories.In terms of type, it belongs to the aggregation monster.Unlike chimeric monsters, aggregate monsters are independent individuals, and they have not achieved a certain degree of fusion with each other.Just simply wrapped together.

The human-faced tadpoles inside the meat membrane are probably the spiritual bodies of those human beings who have lost their memory just like Wu Chen.

Or, the mental shell of a human being drained of memory.

By the time he walked up the cave, the battle was over.The long basilisk melted into a loathsome lake of slime.

Countless human-faced tadpoles floated up and down in the black oil, and were dragged into the bottom of the lake by invisible magic hands, disappearing without a trace.

Apparently, something was hunting them below the surface of the lake.

Needless to say, it must be those cocoons.

"Brother Chen?" Huang Xuemei called softly seeing Wu Chen staring at the disgusting slime in a daze.

"Yes." Wu Chen suddenly came back to his senses.

"What is Brother Chen thinking?"

"I was wondering what the hell was that oily slime."

"What is it?"

"Spiritual dross." Wu Chen said word by word.