midnight ten

the bottom of my heart.

President Fan has light in his heart?

Anyway, Demos didn't meet him, he went down in the dark, came up in the dark again, finally climbed out of the deep pit, and swore that he would never spy on this person a second time if it wasn't necessary.

"You are really special."

After Demos said these words, the frozen air in the temple finally began to flow.

All the passers-by heaved a sigh of relief, it was hard to say whether they were glad or disappointed.

Fortunately, Demos went down the process as usual, and there was no uncontrollable dangerous situation that would affect the fish in the pond.

Disappointed, there was no surprise that the gatekeepers were counter-invaded.

Fan Peiyang woke up a beat later than Demos.

With a clear vision, I only saw Demos who had finished speaking, and the passers-by who looked eager for knowledge.

"He said you are really special—" Among the onlookers, there were enthusiastic people who gave a summary of the previous situation, not for Fan Peiyang, but mainly for them to continue to eat melons.

What is "special"?

What happened to the long stare just now?

Fan Peiyang was very cooperative and asked Demos directly: "What did you see?"

"Your fear," said Demus.

Fan Peiyang frowned slightly.

Looking at him now, Demos wanted to pat his shoulder comfortingly, so he had to restrain the "sympathy filter" in his heart in order to maintain a calm expression: "I said that people have fears, and you are no exception. "

Fan Peiyang was really curious: "Then where is my special?"

Demos thought he would be hit and frustrated because "I really have fear", but it turned out that he cared more about "special"?

But it doesn't matter, what he originally wanted to say: "Everyone's heart has an abyss of fear, which varies in size and depth. It is usually filled with many monsters who incarnate fear. You have to go through these monsters and go deep into the abyss to find the abyss." The most secretive and most feared one..."

Demos' explanation made the passers-by unanimously prick up their ears.

Although they can vaguely imagine the process of Demos prying into fear, but the "Abyss Theory" is the first time that the gatekeepers have explicitly put forward it.

"His abyss is a home with only his parents..." Demos first pointed to Cui Zhan who was in a coma, and then clicked on the monk, Xiashanhu, and Cong Yue in turn, "He is the cliff castle of the isolated island church; his most boring, It's the death fear monster; his scene is quite unique, in the [shopping area] of the water world..."

Fan Peiyang waited patiently for his own abyss.

The passers-by were also curious to death.

"You are none of these," Demus spread his hands and shook his head, "You are the office area."

All passers-by: "..."

It is worthy of being the overlord, with characteristics.

Fan Peiyang tried to make up his mind, but couldn't figure it out, and found it even more interesting: "Specifically, what are the furnishings and what is the decoration style?"

"A black solid wood table, a desk clock, some calculation papers, a pen, and a book..." Demus stopped talking suddenly.

what happened?Why did he obediently answer questions following the rhythm of a passer-by? ?

Fan Peiyang: "What is the book?"

Demus: "...the bookshelf."

The gatekeeper needs to inform the gatebreaker himself of the fear of prying eyes.

The gatekeeper needs to inform the gatebreaker himself of the fear of prying eyes.

After silently reading the work specifications twice, the gatekeeper calmed down a little.

"Sorry," Fan Peiyang said politely, "I may still have to go back to the original question - where is my fear?"

Everyone nodded crazily in their hearts. Who wants to hear about office areas and broken bookshelves? The focus is on fear. A person who can knock Till unconscious, what is the deepest fear...

"The books on the bookshelf," Demos generously shared the results of the quest, "every book is one of your fears. For all the passers-by I have met, the fears are piled up in the abyss in a mess, unorganized, undisciplined, Whenever there is a gap, I step on other fears and scramble to climb up..."

"Only you," Demos said in a delicate tone, unable to tell whether it was affirmative or negative, "Only you stuffed all your fears into the bookshelf, so neatly that I couldn't tell which one you were most afraid of, so I just said, you are special."

Now, Fan Peiyang has finally outlined his own fear: "Is that really good, or is it really bad?"

"Specially—" Demus deliberately dragged out his voice, and smiled one last time, "Not good."

His tone was joking, as if joking.

But all passers-by knew that the gatekeeper didn't bother to joke with them at all.

Fan Peiyang was still calm: "What's wrong, let's talk about it."

Demos has made a decision on the fate of the passer-by in front of him, so he doesn't mind giving some more parting words: "Everyone's awareness of their own fear is different. The more chaotic, the more he is unclear. Like That bald guy who's afraid of being single, doesn't even realize it's his biggest fear..."

Monk: "..."

Stay away from the battle line and get shot in the knee.

Demos: "As for fear, the clearer you understand it, the scarier it is. In other words, the more you know what you are afraid of, the more your fear will increase. Unfortunately, you are the self I have met The one who has the clearest awareness of fear."

Fan Peiyang fell silent.

Looking at his calm profile, Tang Lin realized for the first time that the sober ones hurt the most.

"Let's stop here." Demos calmed down, showing a rare kind of generosity, "You said you were never afraid of anything, but you know your own fear better than anyone else. You lied to me, but I don't care , I don’t intend to spread your fears one by one in this temple..."

All passers-by: "..."

That's it?What kind of fear is it that can move the cold-blooded Deimos.

Demos: "Your fear is very sad, so die. If you die, all fear will be gone, so you won't feel bad."

Fan Peiyang: "..."

Tang Rin: "..."

All passers-by: "..."

What kind of devil logic is this!

The author has something to say: Demos: Liberation after death, very scientific~

Mr. Fan: Come here, let's talk again.

Chapter 98 The Fearless┃These books are a string of an annual sadistic drama, and it was filmed on-site in the level world.

"You want to kill me?" Fan Peiyang was also a little surprised by the magical brain circuit of the gatekeeper, "Are you sure?"

His tone was not serious, but Demos felt inexplicably uncomfortable being questioned: "Of course. I am the gatekeeper, and I don't have time to play bluffing tricks with you."

Fan Peiyang stopped talking and looked at him silently.

Quanmai, Monk, and Wuwufen who have witnessed Mr. Fan's strength with their own eyes: "..."

It's over, it's time to fight, but I don't know who will win this time.Did Fan Peiyang finally experience the toughness of the gatekeeper, or did the gatekeeper once again meet the iron fist of the domineering president?

Demos didn't like Fan Peiyang's eyes, it made him uncomfortable.

Hate.

Very annoying.

Demos kept stamping the death black stamp in his heart until Fan Peiyang was covered into a blackboard.

This kind of ignorant bug should not talk to him too much. If he talks too much, it will easily give him the illusion that "I am indeed the chosen one", and then he will make more progress and lose his position.

Hold it down, crush it to death, and it's over.

Crisp and clean.

A dark color suddenly covered Demos' eyes, he concentrated his mind, looked directly into Fan Peiyang's pupils, and captured all of the opponent's...

"Unqualified." Fan Peiyang shook his head slightly, his tone was very light, but his negative attitude was firm.

Demos was taken aback, and the ability under manipulation was immediately interrupted.

It feels like in the execution ground, you have already sprayed alcohol on the blade, raised your arm to cut, and the prisoner suddenly turned around and said, I don't think you can do it.

Not only disturb the executioner's rhythm, but also affect the executioner's mood!

"Who do you say is unqualified?" Demos's voice was very soft, like a whisper, but it contained great danger.

"You are unqualified." In Fan Peiyang's dictionary, there is no word "tactful". "If you were my employee, as far as your performance just now is concerned, I would ask the HR department to report criticism to you."

Demos was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "Are you out of your mind? I am the gatekeeper, and I have the final say on this level. Why is there a statue of me in this temple, because I—" He sank The voice, one word at a time, "is the god here."

Fan Peiyang: "You think too much."

All passers-by: "..."

It's really not giving a little breathing time, so it's seamless.

"You are just a gatekeeper," Fan Peiyang stated calmly, "There are people like you in every level, and the total number of people is at least ten. If they are all on a 1/10 shift system, then the total number must be multiplied by Three, maybe even more."

Divinity, dissolve.

Fan Peiyang: "To put it bluntly, you are the executors of the customs clearance procedures. Since you are responsible for the implementation, please always remember the words 'correct procedures'."

jobs, qualitatively.

Fan Peiyang: "If the gatekeepers take the lead and do not follow the procedures, not only will it be difficult to convince the public, but the authority of the level itself will be questioned, which will reduce the enthusiasm of the level breakers to participate. According to my observation, guiding more level breakers to enter the level, It is in line with your core interests of 'choosing the best from the best'."

Precise strike, lore.

All passers-by: "..."

They seemed to see a conference room, where Mr. Fan was rubbing Demus on the negotiating table.

However, the gatekeepers are worthy of being the gatekeepers, even if thousands of troops come to attack, they can grasp the key points in an instant.

Demus: "Are you questioning my 'passport procedure'?"

Fan Peiyang frowned, as if to say, isn't this obvious enough: "Your customs clearance process should be to spy on the fear, and to attack the passers-by by announcing the fear, and judge whether to pass the customs by their reaction."

Demos understood a little bit. After walking around for a long time, he just didn't want to die. He smiled mockingly: "I admit that your reaction is calmer than most passers-by, but this does not affect my judgment. You, do not pass .”

Fan Peiyang suspected that the other person was a fool: "I'm not interested in your judgment result, I just need you to fill in the missing links."

Demus: "...Huh?"

Fan Peiyang: "Publish all the fear you see and hit me."

Demus: "..."

All the passers-by have never heard such a request in their life. If the soul can materialize, they are guaranteed to cover their chests with their little hands now, which is too exciting.

Demos also wanted to cover it, but for the sake of the dignity of a gatekeeper, he held it back and remained motionless, except for the uncontrollable rising tone: "You are asking me to announce every fear of yours in public?"

"The bookshelves, right?" Fan Peiyang was polite, "From top to bottom, from left to right, each one, thank you."

Demos' heart hurts, and it beats with his heartbeat.

But this time it's not abuse, it's anger: "You are sober enough to pack up every fear and put it on the bookshelf, do you still need me to say it again?"

Either Fan Peiyang has a tendency to masochistic.

Either he was playing tricks on him, deliberately delaying time.

Fan Peiyang's calm face finally showed a trace of displeasure, mixed with disgust and irritability.

He turned to look at Tang Lin: "I want to do it directly."

The crowd widened their eyes.

It is unheard of for someone to take the initiative to lift the table. What is even more incredible is that Fan · Domineering President · Yang will ask for opinions from others?

Just because of the "moonlight appeals to my heart" just now?

Just because Tang Rin said, "I'll be worried if you act without authorization"?

The educational effect is too immediate... No, Fan Peiyang is too tame... No, this is love.

"Reject." Tang Lin, who didn't notice the atmosphere around him at all, spoke concisely like an emotionless killer.

Mr. Fan continued to complain: "His comprehension ability is too poor, and his communication efficiency is too low."

"I understand." Tang Lin said, turning to Demos.

The gatekeeper, who couldn't keep up with the bloody rhythm of the plot, was dazed, dazed and angry: "My understanding..."

"Not bad." Tang Lin raised his hand to comfort her.

In two sentences, four words, Tang Lin firmly controlled the rhythm of the battlefield, and the tense atmosphere calmed down instantly.

All passers-by: "..."

What is going on with this skilled field control technology.

If an executive from Fan Tang Company came over at this time, they would be able to clear up their confusion.

At countless times when President Fan's patience was exhausted and he was on the verge of going berserk, it was President Tang who came to save them with wind and rain.

and so--

In field control, Tang is always professional.

"It's not time for you to die..."

Tang Lin selfishly hopes that the "chat" between Fan Peiyang and Demos can continue smoothly.Taking action is the worst plan, and only by continuing to chat will there be a possibility of a turnaround.

"What he wants is very simple." Tang Lin looked at Demos and helped Mr. Fan to summarize, "You said you saw his fears and thought he knew them well, but he insisted that he was never afraid. Anything. The only way to resolve this disagreement is to spread out these fears one by one, since it is a chat, then talk thoroughly, talk until he sobers up, or you correct your mistakes."

Demos suspects that he is encountering a "staggered frame": "Is there anything I can do wrong?"

Tang Lin smiled with rare tenderness: "We haven't talked yet, who knows."

Demus: "..."

There is no need to doubt it, it is a side frame.

Fortunately, he sympathized with these two people before, as expected, poor people must have something to die for.

"Okay," Demos breathed out, and locked his eyes on Fan Peiyang, "If you want to talk thoroughly, then talk."

Fan Peiyang watched Tang Lin return to the badge camp. All the irritability accumulated in his heart was gone, and there was still a little bit of birdsong and flowers. I don’t know why. Anyway, it’s just the birdsong and the fragrance of flowers. It’s fine to sit down and chat for 24 hours.

Demos waved his hand in front of him: "Don't look at him, look at me."

Fan Peiyang finally turned his head: "Say, the first book."

Demus: "..."

All passers-by: "..."

You switch states too quickly!

But this is a good thing. All the passers-by want to hear what is on Fan Peiyang's bookshelf, and Demos also wants to see if he can really maintain such a confident aura.

"The first book," Demos deliberately raised the volume, so loud that it could almost spread throughout the temple, ""Tang Lin's Danger in the Level"—"

All the passers-by were stunned. Isn't the bookshelf in Fan Peiyang's heart? What is the operation of the first book starting with "Tang Lin"?

Tang Rin was quiet, and there was a rush of heat in his heart.

He was included in Fan Peiyang's fear, he was not surprised, what surprised him was that he was placed in the first book.

After Demos finished speaking loudly, he looked at Fan Peiyang comfortably, and saw that he was silent, and smiled even more: "After hearing my first fear, how do you feel?"

Fan Peiyang raised his eyes, with a trace of surprise: "It turns out that you can really sneak into my heart."

Demos: "...Five of them have died and four of them have cleared the level. Could it be my trick?!"

Fan Peiyang rarely expressed apology: "I didn't expect that I really had a bookshelf in my heart, it's... wonderful."

Demus gritted his teeth: "Then you should doubt yourself, not me."

Fan Peiyang: "I never doubt myself."

Demus: "..."

All passers-by: "..."

This chat style is too suffocating.

"I'm really worried that Tang Lin will encounter danger in the checkpoint." Fan Peiyang suddenly took the initiative to take the topic, "I'm always worried."

This is a fact, and Fan Peiyang never evades it.

Demos raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You admit it?"

"I admit it's on my mind, but it's not a fear," Fan Peiyang said. "It's just a problem that I have to deal with [-]/[-]."

Demus was amused by his innocence: "Solve it? How do you solve it?"

Fan Peiyang was calm and serious: "Stay by his side and block all possible dangers."

Demos couldn't stop laughing: "It's up to you?"

Fan Peiyang nodded very naturally: "It depends on me. Resisting danger is nothing more than two results. If I block it, I will live, which proves that I have the ability to protect him. Why should I be afraid? If I don't block it, I will die. I will die. Why should I be afraid?" ?”

Fuck, that makes sense.

Everyone listened to it, and it was because they listened to it that they expected Moss to accept the move even more.

Demos: "The second book, "Tang Lin's Low Risk Prevention Awareness"."

All passers-by: "..."

Is that the first book? !

Fan Peiyang welcomed this second book very much. He even took a meaningful look at Tang Lin before he began to answer: "He has never experienced the levels before the dungeon, so he has not fully entered the rhythm of breaking through the levels, and sometimes he will still start from a realistic point of view. To think about things in the level, these are his risk loopholes, what I have to do is to make him aware of these loopholes."

Tang Rin: "..."

I felt like I was being criticized by name.

Demos: "If he still doesn't realize it, that's your fear."

Fan Peiyang: "I will help him make up for what he doesn't realize. Where does the fear come from?"

Demos: "The third book, "The Possibility of Recurrence of Tang Lin's Terminal Illness"!"

Fan Peiyang: "I will spend money to buy all the healing stationery that can be received in the level."

Demus: "The peace of mind that money buys is only temporary."

Fan Peiyang: "So I have a lot of money."

Demus: "..."

KO

Three in a row.

The monk touched his bald head, and he was sweating just from watching. This battle was too exciting: "I'm standing with Fan Peiyang, and now I believe that he has never been afraid of anything..."

Fifteen Fen twisted a lock of hair with his fingers, and was so absorbed in the crowd that he tore off several strands of his hair: "I'm standing in Moss, and the bookshelf is full of fear, where is this..."

Xia Shanhu blinked his eyes, and asked with a question mark on his forehead: "Why are there three books in a row with Tang Lin?"

Cong Yue: "Let's not talk about other strange feelings, let's talk about the most obvious one. Tang Lin is the captain. We have broken through together so far. Which organization's brothers don't put the captain in the most important position in their hearts!"

Qi Hua: "..."

Homecoming Brothers: "..."

Other melon eaters: "..."

Cong Yue: "Uh, let's talk, just pretend that I don't exist."

Things in the world, again and again.

But when it comes to Fan Peiyang, the fourth book is still Tang Lin.

"The probability of Tang Lin inadvertently seducing others and the... measures to deal with them after they are tempted?" Demos only browsed roughly when he was in the abyss, and didn't look at it at all. Now he is playing with the last four words, and he always feels that this is the last word. A book of murder and robbery.

Fan Peiyang's powerful aura stopped in front of this "quasi-fear" involving personal feelings for the first time.

This is his sense of crisis.

But he did not expect to be ranked fourth.

Demus was actually off about one thing.

He is very clear about his heart, but when it comes to Tang Rin, the order of these things will be messed up, except that Tang Rin's life safety will be in the first place, and the rest will change.Sometimes he thinks about this first, and sometimes he thinks about that.

Worried that Tang Lin would attract bees and butterflies unconsciously, in his expectation, it should be the middle shelf, and he judged that Demos was already tired at that time, and he would probably start to skip some books...

Forget it, it's useless to think about it now.

Now that it's here, it's fate, Fan Peiyang accepted it frankly: "I calculated that the probability of Tang Lin inadvertently flirting with someone is roughly 100%, so my solution..."

"Wait for me." Demos had to stop, "Why is it 100%?"

Fan Peiyang frowned: "I just finished, I calculated."

Demus: "What about the calculation process?"

Fan Peiyang: "It's not important, the important thing is the handling measures."

Demos closed the evening dress with several slits coldly: "What do you want to do with it..."

Fan Peiyang: "Let him disappear."

Demus nodded.

The passers-by also nodded.

It's really no surprise.

Tang Lin couldn't help hearing this, and a smile filled his eyes.

Fan Peiyang's "Worry Bookshelf" has an "Emotional Zone", that's for sure.It's just that Tang Lin didn't expect that when this book was shaken out, he felt neither embarrassed nor awkward. He didn't even think Fan Peiyang's fourth book was so cruel. On the contrary, it was a little...cute.

He seemed to suddenly see another side of Fan Peiyang.

"Paranoia", "willing to go one's own way", "extreme pursuit of efficiency", "you must listen to me", these traits of wanting to hit someone when they meet them, have all been washed clean, leaving only a guy who is always worried about being empathized .

Oh yes, this guy still somehow trusts the charm of his amnesiac.

How can you be 100% able to seduce others?

Tang Lin reviewed his past, and his behavior was very correct.

fifth book...

The sixth book...

The tenth book...

No.20...

Every book of Tang Lin is the beginning.

Every paradigm has a countermeasure.

These books are like a series of annual sad dramas, which were filmed on-site in the world of checkpoints.

But the more you hear about it later, these emotional ups and downs that make people eat melons are less important, and the passers-by gradually realize a terrible fact, and this, Demos noticed earlier——

Fan Peiyang is really not afraid.

He didn't pack all the fears in the abyss into the bookshelf, simply changed their storage form, but those monsters were already books as soon as they were born in his abyss, lying peacefully on the bookshelf, Waiting to be extracted, read, and processed.

In the abyss that is so big that it occupies 3/4 of the bottom of my heart, there is no "fear", only "business".

That boss table belongs to Fan Peiyang himself.

That office area is his absolute control over his heart.

This is a real, fearless person.

"No. 20 copy?" Mr. Fan was very interested, and when he saw Moss stopped there, he gave a thoughtful cue.

Demus: "..."

He shouldn't have chatted with this person. If he didn't chat, it would be fine to kill him. If he chatted with him thoroughly, it would be a violation of the rules to kill him.

Blame it?

Blame yourself for being soft-hearted?Blame Fan Peiyang for being fearless?

neither.

Demos glanced at Tang Lin faintly.

This is the root of all evil.

From the moment Tang Lin rushed out to stabilize the confrontation between him and Fan Peiyang, which was on the verge of collapse, the direction of the assessment followed Tang Lin's sideways, all the way out of control.

"Stop talking." Demos cleared his slightly hoarse voice, and for the first time formally gave a result to a passer-by, "I declare, you, pass."

Fan Peiyang didn't speak, his eyes were full of thoughts.

Demos simply turned to the rest of the people: "If I continue talking with him, I will lose my voice. If I lose my voice, I can no longer talk to you. I can't talk to you. I have to judge you all to fail."

All the remaining passers-by looked at Fan Peiyang, and shouted loudly and neatly: "Mr. Fan, please return triumphantly—"

Fan Peiyang pondered for a moment.

This lineup is fine.

Mr. Fan happily returned to the badge camp, and Demos looked at it, still a little unwilling.

A pass is a must, but a face is not.

Let a level breaker pass the level so chicly, he will be depressed.

"Hey," he called to Fan Peiyang's back, "Do you know which books are on the bottom of your bookshelf?"

Fan Peiyang paused and turned around, feeling that Moss had malicious intentions.

Lowest level.

According to his daily habits, the books he least wanted to read would be placed there. If the abyss bookshelf was really a projection of his heart, then the bottom few books... were the problems he least wanted to face.

Demos saw Fan Peiyang's subtle expression changes, and his mood gradually became happier. In fact, he didn't read all the last layer of the broken bookshelf, so he just scanned the first few books, but it was enough to kill the invincible passer-by. .

""Time Forgotten", "Friends Forever", "Let Me Be By Your Side", "Don't Fall in Love with Others"..." Demus read out the names one by one in rhythmic rhythm, and at the end he was quite nervous. Sighed with emotion, "When I saw this, I felt sad."

Fan Peiyang fell silent.

If a person's aura can be concretized into armor, then now, everyone can see that the armor covering Fan Peiyang's body is peeling off piece by piece, and together with his impregnability, he is invincible.

This is the most enjoyable moment for Demus.

Although it was a bit late, but fortunately, the comfort is still there.

No one can be proud of him.

"Fan Peiyang." Tang Lin's clear voice broke the stagnant air.

Fan Peiyang turned to look at him, not knowing why.

Tang Lin smiled, with a bit of seriousness and a bit of ridicule: ""The Time Forgotten Forever", "Friends Forever", "Let Me Be By Your Side", "Don't Fall in Love with Others"?"

Fan Peiyang: "...There is no need to read it again."

Tang Lin: "Don't read it, I'm afraid you won't be able to tell my attitude."

Fan Peiyang was stunned, all his composure was shattered at once.

Tang Lin restrained her smile, no more teasing, only serious: "Listen well. One, two and four are to be determined, and the third one is fine."

"The fourth one is still to be determined?" Fan Peiyang's voice had already gone out before he could think about it.

Tang Lin smiled: "Haggle again, and the third one is gone."

Fan Peiyang: "To be determined."

All passers-by: "..."

Mr. Fan, who held the gatekeepers on the negotiating table and rubbed them against each other, may have been a hallucination.

Tang Lin nodded in satisfaction, raised his eyes, and found that Demos was still standing there.

Four eyes facing each other.

Tang Lin waved to him kindly.

Demos finally determined his inner feelings - he was bullied, two people bullied him one.

The author has something to say: Demos: I am too difficult...QAQ