Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 205 Blood Demon's Memories
There is not much time left.

Xia Shou knew that he had made most of the preparations he could, but not all.

He still has room for improvement - reminiscence.

He once gained a special memory by devouring a mysterious charred corpse in the Blood Demon's House, and after devouring the Blood Demon, he gained another memory of the Blood Demon.

The power of the Blood Terror Revolver also has room for improvement.

He asked the village chief for enough silver to serve as material for strengthening bullets, but there was another way to increase the power of bullets - to inject corresponding fear into the bullets.

Xia Shou didn’t know what the corresponding fear was, but the answer was probably in the blood demon’s memories.

Xia Shou didn't expect to master the meditation technique in such a short time, but before going into battle, he still planned to give it one last try.

When he closed his eyes and emptied his mind, he tried hard to get rid of all distracting thoughts in order to sense the traces of the so-called "recollection" without sinking into the sea of ​​origin.

This time, the state of meditation was unexpectedly good. All five senses left him and his mind was blank as paper.

There is nothing, neither falling asleep into the sea of ​​​​origin, but also being out of touch with reality.

He saw the rustling sound of writing on the white paper, like a sketch covered with a layer of napkin, as if someone had drawn it with special emotions to remember something.

Attention gradually focuses.

--forest?
Xia Shou felt a tearing pain all over his body. The surrounding green trees were shady and the grass under his feet was like a cheap carpet. Every step he took felt like stepping on broken glass.

He felt that he had entered the body of another person, but the other person was not purely human.

This body is completely out of his control. He can only manipulate it and experience the other person's experience with empathy, seeing what the other person sees and hearing what the other person hears.

The creature he was spying on had a pair of overly slender hands, as thin as bamboo poles, but with extremely long fingers.

Of the ten fingers on its two hands, the upper parts of three of them had disappeared, the other five were fractured and twisted into unnatural shapes, and only two fingers could still bend freely.

Its arms were covered with crisscrossing wounds, and the rough skin was wet and all red. It was impossible to tell whether its original skin was red or its skin was stained red by blood.

Is this the blood demon?

It doesn't seem like it. This thing can be called a living being, and it has a clear shape... This may be the blood demon's original form.

Then, Xia Shou suddenly heard a group of people shouting behind him.

Some of them were cursing angrily, while others were laughing wildly with excitement.

In the bushes on all sides there was the rustling of grass, and the barking of hounds was getting closer.

An unidentified sense of fear attacked him, or perhaps it was the creature he possessed, and some vague information invaded his mind - he was being hunted now!

It began to run, enduring the severe pain all over its body, and rushed into the bushes in panic like a hunted beast.

The thorns kept scratching the body covered with wounds, and some of the surface flesh was scraped off and carried to the sharp branches.

It fled completely according to its own instincts, going wherever the sound was quieter.

Gradually, the noises around became quieter, and the emotions of the hunted creature also stabilized a little. It stopped running, but walked slowly with lighter steps.

Just then, a ballad with a strange tune suddenly floated from the front.

It's an English song, floating and melodious. The person humming it seems to be enjoying it very much.

As the song appeared, a stronger fear enveloped it, and it began to flee again. Xia Shou also began to be infected by this strong fear. Although he had no idea what the blood demon was afraid of, he was even more afraid because of the unknown.

He could even hear its teeth chattering violently, and in his mind emerged a series of memories that did not belong to him at all - a silver revolver, a cowboy with his face covered by a black rag, and a lame leg.

This is a memory...

This is a memory...

Xia Shou was very clear that he was in a memory, but the pain in his body was too real, making the memory extremely terrifying.

Memories are fake, but the physical sensation is real. What is the difference between this and reality?
Xia Shou felt that he was also being tortured passively. As the wound continued to tear, the broken fingers dangled on the palm, and the dislocated joints kept rubbing...

"boom!"

A gunshot was heard behind him and Xia Shou felt himself being hit in the back.

That is not the ordinary pain of being shot. It is like a red-hot iron is embedded directly in the flesh, and the high-temperature iron slag flows through the blood vessels throughout the body. You try your best to get those things out, but there is no way. You can only feel the blood and water in your body being burned dry.

Xia Shou heard "himself" making inhuman screams and could no longer endure the extreme pain, so he fell to the ground.

This intense pain extended to Xia Shou. He woke up from his dream sweating profusely. His whole body was soaked with sweat. The muscles in his feet, hands, and even his back were cramping.

At the very end, he saw a house - the Blood Demon's House.

Then, his five senses began to withdraw, and he came out of the painting. The pain and wounds were covered with a thin veil, and he was safe... Memories became memories again.

In front of his eyes, a line of bloody words slowly faded away - [The Blood Devil's memories have faded away...]

Xia Shou opened his eyes and saw Alice wiping his sweat with a cloth.

His entire body was drenched in cold sweat, his heart was beating wildly, his heart rate must have been over two hundred.

All the muscles in my body are sore. Maybe during the experience of reminiscing, my real body is unconsciously tense, so I am cramping.

However, the blood demon's fear is known. To put it bluntly, he was shot and left with a psychological trauma.

But the pain of being shot cannot be described in words unless you experience it yourself. The complexity of the pain is beyond the limits of human metaphor.

"Has the Blood Demon ever been hunted before..."

The blood demon in the memory is outside the blood demon's house, that is to say, it is lodging in someone's body and has completely acquired the person's memory and personality.

Although it was just a clone of the Blood Demon, it should be strong enough. How could it be hunted by humans?
There seems to be other stories involved, but now, nothing can be traced back.

Xia Shou stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave. Bai He and the others had already started cooking. The ingredients were local, including aquatic fish caught from the swamp, which were skewered with wooden branches and roasted over the fire.

Liu Yilong and Ling Xiao questioned whether the fish in the swamp were edible, and Wu Lang said he could test the poison on himself.

Lin Tiandong was arranging his nameplate on the side, while No. 102 and No. 113 were chatting about something.

This scene was actually quite joyful.

"Hey, why did you suddenly fall asleep? You slept for more than an hour! Your superpowers have all returned." Ling Xiao said loudly when he saw Xia Shou.

"Sorry, lend it to me later. Now everything is ready... If this doesn't work, then it probably won't work." Xia Shou smiled and searched around for Su Weiyu.

(End of this chapter)