I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

In fact, in the abandoned capital, it is not difficult for the rich to make money. As long as there is a certain amount of savings, wealth can create wealth. For example, Browning has some properties, which he rents out on weekdays to earn income, When the value of the property rises, he can sell the house directly. Some speculators take advantage of this and borrow money or lend money from rich people. After buying the property, they can use the rent to pay the interest or sell it to pay off the debt after the price of the property rises. Money can be regarded as an empty-handed white wolf.

And Emma, ​​she doesn't need to use these brains, as long as she gives the money to someone she trusts, they will naturally use Emma's money to make money.

Emma never considered what it would be like to be poor.

She looked at the men in suits and leather shoes, picking a partner who was going to spend a good night together tonight.

"This height is good, but I don't like beards. Why do men always like unshaven beards and think it's mature?"

"This looks good, I like it, but he is too short, why on earth is he acting so confident?"

"This man's figure and appearance are very good, but I can't compliment his drunken appearance, can't he be more elegant?"

"This guy is good. I haven't experienced such a young guy for a long time recently. I hope he can leave me with a good experience."

Thinking of this, Emma got up and came to the target she was looking for.

It was a young man in his early 20s. He was tall, not thin, and handsome. He had been very restrained since just now. He was not like many guests at a banquet who used to drink to boast and want to show their opinions. .

"Such a beautiful night, are you drinking here alone?"

Emma asked.

The young man looked at the red wine in his glass very seriously, and didn't pay attention to Emma at first. .

When Emma felt a little weird and was about to remind the other party, the young man called out.

"I found it."

He said.

"what have you found?"

Emma asked, she followed the other person's line of sight, but there was only red wine in the glass.

"It is said that good wine needs to be stepped on by the soft feet of a young girl. The fineness of this red wine is excellent, and it must have been stepped on by a beautiful woman."

The young man looked at the red liquid in the glass and said solemnly.

"what?"

Emma didn't quite understand what he was doing with these words at this time.

And the red wine that was stepped on, it's disgusting to hear!

She looked at her half-filled glass and felt the urge to vomit.

"To change the way of thinking, for female users, is it possible to design handsome teenagers to step on the grapes and brew female-oriented wine?"

The young man looked again at Emma.

"what?"

Emma was thoroughly disorganized.

谷臼

At this moment, Emma felt that the young man in front of her looked familiar.

She saw the young man smiling towards her, and suddenly, her mouth opened wide.

The man's mouth expanded to the limit, and it was still getting bigger. Emma saw the corner of the man's mouth was torn open, and blood splashed out. In a blink of an eye, the shadow of a bloody mouth enveloped Emma.

She was motionless, and the stench and the smell of blood came to her face, making Emma's last desire to escape was wiped out.

When people are in extreme fear, they can't even make a scream.

Emma watched helplessly after the bloody mouth, and all the human beings in dresses in the banquet suddenly tore their clothes and turned into monsters, killing each other, devouring each other, bloody and bloody, and she saw that she was also covered by the huge mouth of the abyss , Emma woke up with extremely intense pain.

"It's a dream"

Emma was gasping for breath, her hair clinging to her cheeks with sweat, and then she recalled that the guy who had been talking about stepping on red wine was Lu Jian! ! !

This man, it's okay to be ignorant during the day, and even cause himself to have nightmares at night!

Emma, ​​who was still immersed in the dream, suddenly felt some words ringing in her ears. The words were like what she said, layer upon layer, as if nothing, reverberating in her mind.

"Their goal is inheritance, and they want to take what belongs to you!"

"They will leave you with nothing, all your current wealth will be taken away, and you will be thrown in the dirty sewer to be fed to the dogs!"

"That detective, what he showed was deceiving you. He is the most evil one. He wants to treat you all as sacrifices!"

"The dead have already appeared, and they still ignore them. This is all done by him. You are the next target!"

"Resist, you must resist, you can't wait like this, take up arms, and kill them before they kill you!!!"

At first, Emma wondered if it was the confusion of her mind after having a nightmare, but as the words were repeated, these words were like Emma's own will, and she became more and more convinced that they were her thoughts. She found it from the drawer. Sophisticated lady's revolver, cartridge-checked, ready to go and kill those who want to kill your legacy.

As soon as she opened the door, Emma saw the maid guarding the door.

"Miss Emma"

Seeing the revolver in Emma's hand, the maid's expression changed drastically. She tried to stop it, but her body didn't move.

At this time, in the maid's ears, some illusory, layered voices sounded at the same time.

"She wants to kill you, these shameless rich people, they not only want to exploit your labor, but also take your life, they don't have such power!"

"Do you still remember the mother at home, you can't die here, this stupid woman is not worthy of holding so much wealth, kill them all, you can take all the inheritance and fly away!"

"She's about to shoot. Are you still waiting here to die? Don't you even have the courage to resist?"

Listening to the raving, the maid felt her whole body was full of strength. She stepped forward and blocked Emma.

"Step aside!"

Emma roared, the volume scared even herself, but soon, Emma understood everything through the "heart voice" beside her ear.

"Even you want to take my property?"

Her eyes were red.

Gunshots rang out in the Rainstorm Villa.

I was called to go downstairs to test the nucleic acid, the second one will be later

===629. Discussion on deeds regardless of heart===

"I was just now"

Stone was a little confused for a while, not sure whether the chaotic, chaotic, glass-like glow in the mud and waste under the night was real, or the stormy, lightning-thundering Rainstorm Villa was real. .

"You almost shot yourself, but fortunately, Lu Jian arrived in time."

On the side, Shia who was standing at the door of the room said, her expression was also a little ugly, and the armor on her body seemed to be a bit tattered after a fight.

"By the way, I almost blasted my own head off with magic just now, it's no big deal."

"I had a nightmare and heard some words, I don't know very well, I may have been affected to some extent"

Stone quickly recalled that he was obviously mentally polluted and attacked just now. In some foreign lands, some monsters can affect other people's emotions and thinking, and there are some more unique monsters that use a kind of thinking. Forms exist in the consciousness of other beings, relying on language and communication to move, reaching a deeper level of parasitism.

I should have encountered similar things.

Is this the influence of Taoist Heming's legacy?

"You also encountered hallucinations?"

Stone looked at Shia.

"That's right, I dreamed about the demon tide in the black forest. Those monsters were all scary things. It rushed towards me. I subconsciously prepared to use magic, but in fact I was aiming at my own head , here will not only amplify certain emotions in our hearts, but also create illusions to mislead us and confuse our cognition.”

Shia replied.

"You are not affected?"

Stone glanced at Lu Lian again, the wound on his hand was almost healed, the spreading grass covered the bullet hole, and the emerald green filled the flesh and blood.

Lu Ting shook his head.

"I also had a dream, but in the dream I had a boxing match with him and he lost, so I wasn't affected."

"?"

Hearing Lu Jian's words, Stone was taken aback. .

Is there any relationship between losing the boxing game and being affected?

"What did you hear?"

Shia said again, and before Stone could speak, she continued.

"That voice was like myself, like my own self-talk, it said you might betray, told me not to trust you, tried to trick me into killing you."

"Me too, it wants me to kill you."

Stone said that he thought about it again, those voices were indeed very tempting, and in that kind of ambiguous situation, it was impossible to tell the truth from the fake, and he didn't know whether it was an external bewitchment or his own inner voice.

The most important thing is that those thoughts were also thought by him.

Stone himself was also worried about whether Lu Yi and Shia would doubt him and believe him. At the same time, he really thought that if these people did not believe him, then they might kill each other.

Not to mention some deeper thinking.

The sages have said that a gentleman doesn't care about his deeds, and no one is perfect in the world.

Everyone may have some unknown thoughts deep in their hearts. These thoughts are either crazy or despicable. Maybe the most upright people also have some discord in their hearts, but as long as they behave normally, no one will care. .

谷鞆

These thoughts in Stone's ears seemed to reveal his inner desires, making it difficult for him to distinguish between nightmares and reality.

"It seems that this place will indeed disturb people's minds, produce hallucinations, and at the same time, there will be ravings in their ears."

Stone thought.

"If we can hear the ravings, surely others will too."

Shia immediately added.

"We have experienced the pollution of foreign lands, and we may not be able to recover from these hallucinations. Those ordinary people may have been bewitched and led by the nose to do some irreversible things."

As soon as Shia finished speaking, she heard a gunshot from a room not far away.