After the old ancestor woke up, he became a knife

Chapter 143 He's a Liar
Those blood-red eyes suddenly opened in the darkness.

Ever since the faces of everyone who read his memory were solemn, the master in this mouth had never even shown his face, except for those blood-red eyes, which were so impressive that they trembled.

The consciousness shut in the transparent glass jar shrank into a ball, not knowing what it saw, trembling with fear.

Sheng Qing tapped the lid of the jar with his fingers, and asked, "Your master, you haven't even met face-to-face?"

"I don't know...I don't know, he sometimes appears in my mind, and I don't know who he is..."

His head seemed to be in a mess, and he turned his attention to the man in the crowd. He said anxiously, "You have also read my memory, Lord of the North, just let me go?!"

Bei Xiu glanced at Jie Fang, Jie Fang understood what he meant, nodded to him, and the consciousness was taken away by Jie Fang.

"Everyone go to the meeting room."

He held the knife and walked towards the exit of the research institute. The other people were affected by those blood-red eyes from the beginning to the end. Hearing what the boss said, they hurriedly followed after they recovered.

Judging from the clues found in that memory, the real purpose of the master in this mouth may not be as simple as developing the power of the blood of the monster race.

After everyone left, the group of consciousness shrank in the corner, the light dimmed and brightened, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

He looked around, sniffed the air greedily, and muttered to himself: "Dragon clan...it's the smell of dragon clan."

Ao Xiangwan's golden pupils who were brought into the conference room turned cold, and she looked at the ball of consciousness coldly with her spiritual sense.

"The real dragons...it really is not comparable to those of the different dragons. I didn't expect the people of the dragons to hide here..."

But in the next second, he felt that he was bound into this mass of consciousness, and he couldn't struggle to get rid of it, and his obsessed expression instantly became ugly.

Jie Fang suddenly discovered that the instrument for storing memory had changed. It used to be only one-third of the memory, but now it is filled instantly.

There are more memories of different fragments.

"Go away, you half-human, half-demon monster! We won't play with you!"

On the street in a busy area, a boy was pushed to the ground. He was in a mess and dirty. The mud splashed the boy's face. He grabbed the grass mud on the ground and looked up at them stubbornly. You play!"

"You're just a little bastard. If we don't play with you, we are afraid of bad luck. What right do you have to play with us?"

"What right does this guy not play with us, hit him!"

……

Several children who were taller than him kicked him heavily. The boy grabbed the mud and threw it over. While they were not paying attention, he pushed the person in front of him, and staggered up and ran away.

The child who was thrown in mud sat on the ground and cried instantly, "I want to find my mother, you bullied me!"

Several parents of children stood at the door, accusing the boy of bullying their children, with harsh words and anger.

The boy hid at the door, but a middle-aged man grabbed him from behind the door and knocked him hard on the leg with a burning stick.

The pain caused the boy to kneel directly on the ground.

The stick hit him hard on the back, the boy was wronged, and said with tears, "They bullied me, they kicked me, it hurt me so I threw mud at them, it's not my fault!"

"Give me more! Did I educate you like this?! Why don't you apologize to them for doing something wrong! Apologize!"

"It's not my fault! Why should I apologize!"

With red eyes, the boy lifted up his shirt to show them his injuries, "It's not my fault, it's their fault, they kicked me, I didn't hit them, I just wanted to fight back."

The injury on that body was obviously bruised and bruised from being kicked out, and now he was hit on the back by the burning stick, I only felt that the injury looked even more shocking, mixed with blood.

"He lied! We didn't hit him! He's a liar! Don't believe what he says!"

"Yes, don't believe what this liar said! He must have stolen something from someone else's house, and that's why he was beaten like this. He just wanted to frame us!"

"Uncle, it was Qi Lian who threw mud at us and pushed us!"

……

Those few children were arguing with each other, crying with tears all over their faces, making people feel distressed. Their parents love their children.

But the middle-aged man was the only one who beat him hard with a stick. The boy didn't even have the strength to kneel now. He fell to the ground, enduring pain that wasn't what he should have at his age.

His back was covered in blood, and his flesh was blurred.

The boy was confused in pain and muttered to himself.

"It's not my fault...why was I the one who hit me, why...the wrong person is not punished..."

Everyone who read those memories fell silent. After a long time, Bei Xiu said to Gui Zi, "Go and look up the name Qi Lian."

This is the only name that mentions the boy in the memory. With the clues given by these memory pictures, it is not difficult to find out.

"Researcher Xie..."

They looked at the mass of consciousness contained in the jar, hesitating.

Jie Fang explained: "The other party didn't know what method he used to get his own consciousness into this group of consciousness, but when the memory was retrieved just now, his wisp of consciousness had dissipated."

Qiao cared about the boy in his memory, and felt that the child's parents were not proper people, "It's okay, we can start with this name, I want to see how the child's parents are, is there such a parent! I don't even believe my own children!"

Wan Cheng next to him looked at it for a while, and thought about it: "Although this looks a bit old, judging from the picture, it seems to be on the Pudao side of Nantai."

"Hearing what you said, the location is quite similar. I remember that the Pudao side of Tainan has been renovated."

"Check it out."

Several people nodded at the same time, and left the research institute with solemn expressions. Bei Xiu said, "Your Excellency Ao, what reward do you want?"

Everyone didn't know, but only he knew that no one except Ao Xiangwan could do it.

"No."

Ao Xiangwan stayed in the knife, contemplating what happened before, and after a while she said, "I'm sleepy, I fell asleep."

"it is good."

Bei Xiu didn't bother her to rest.

Consciousness dissipated.

The main body over there can sense it, but that ray of consciousness cannot return to the main body. He has no memory of that time, but he doesn't know why...

For a moment, he desperately wanted to go again. Although reason told him not to throw himself into the trap, there was a desire in his heart, as if something was tempting him, wanting to go there uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)