The Lord of Reincarnation - 433. Chapter 432

Inside the bar.

The sound was extremely noisy, and Fang Xian and the tramp sat at a remote bar.

The bartender and the bodyguard looked at each other, feeling a little strange.

Even if someone is willing to pay, they may not be willing to let this tramp into the store. Why did they agree just now?

Fang Xian didn’t care about this. He watched the tramp who was devouring in front of him, thinking silently in his heart: “A week ago…that was very close to the time when Love disappeared…”

The unnamed tramp on the opposite side gobbled it up, seeming to be very hungry.

On his body, there are not only sloppy marks, but also bruises from being beaten.

Obviously, in a small town that is exclusive to foreigners, a foreigner who is very good at bullying suddenly appears, and he can probably fully appreciate the local people’s enthusiasm.

If it is a young woman, she may be treated even more terribly.

Fang Xian watched him eat almost, and suddenly asked, “If you think about it again…your history, have you really forgotten it?”

His voice was blurred, and he used a little hypnotic technique he learned.

With the addition of high spirits, this low-level hypnosis does not require any props.

“I…” There was a feeling of fear on the tramp’s face: “I remember… my house seems to be right here, in the highest place… But every time I say that, they beat me.”

“This gentleman, don’t be fooled by him, he is a liar.”

The bartender who delivered the wine passed by and reminded with disdain: “The tallest villa here belongs to the just and wealthy Mr. Walter… That is a kind gentleman who often does charity activities and gets everyone’s money in the town. Respect… the police officer in our town once personally drove this homeless man there, in front of Mr. Walter, but Mr. Walter did not know him at all, this is a liar! He is not Mr. Walter at all Friends and relatives!”

The bartender was very angry.

Even his anger surpassed common sense, and Fang Xian had to send out another paper currency with a little mental pressure before sending him away.

After eating the food, Fang Xian took the tramp and walked out of the bar together.

When he was high in the sky, he looked at the terrain of the small town, built on a gentle slope.

The highest place in the town, clearly visible here, is a beautiful big villa.

“Let’s go, let’s visit Mr. Walter!”

Fang Xian pulled the tramp up along the ramp.

Along the way, he felt some disgusting and malicious gazes.

This has exceeded a certain limit, it is not ordinary disgust, it is simply hatred, the kind that can brew murderous intent.

…

Hilltop villa.

Fang Xian rang the doorbell, and it didn’t take long for a maid to open the door: “Sir… Excuse me… Ah…”

She saw the tramp with disgust on her face.

“Do you know him?”

Fang Xian smiled and asked, “He said he lives here.”

“Sir… this is a despicable liar who has deceived many people with lies!” The maid’s voice was high and sharp, and her round cheeks were flushed with anger: “He is impersonating Mr. Walter’s relatives, and he often has foreigners who don’t know the truth. Man, bring him here.”

“I want to see Mr. Walter.”

Fang Xian frowned.

“No, this one has already caused a lot of trouble to Mr. Walter.”

The maid refused without hesitation.

At this time, the movement of the front door also attracted the attention of the insiders of the villa.

“what happened?”

A middle-aged man in pajamas came out with a majestic appearance, his beautiful wife in his arms, and two beautiful daughters next to him.

When Fang Xian saw him, his pupils shrank in an instant, and he was speechless for an instant: “Lof…”

He was a little angry and a little funny, and he thought to himself: “It’s because I am looking for you in such a hurry, it turns out that your kid is hiding here and spending a lot of time…”

Of course, he also knew that this was definitely not Love’s original intention.

His character has been distorted, even his memory has been tampered with, thinking he is Walter.

The body at this time was no different from a walking dead.

“This gentleman, are you here for him too?”

Love looked at Fang Xian and smiled politely: “I can swear by Walter’s local reputation over the years. I don’t know this person, and he is not my relative.”

“Yes, I believe.”

Fang Xian looked at the tramp next to him with a pity on his expression.

This guy is probably the real “Walter” himself?

A week ago, Love, who was mysteriously affected, came here and replaced him.

Took away his house, family, friends…

Even the residents of the town think that Love is the real Walter!

‘At present, it can be preliminarily determined that the scope of this influence is probably a town? ‘

‘Why… Walter is still alive and does not want to leave here unless his amnesia and his pain are also an important part of the ceremony. ‘

Some family members do not kill for the sake of killing.

They need to be’cooked’, and strict’steps’ and’processes’ need to be carried out in accordance with certain rules.

Otherwise, if the ceremony is not complete, the effect will not be good.

Or, the offering is as boring and boring as eating a cake without cream.

Fang Xian estimated that the latter might be bigger.

When everything is revealed, whether it is Walter’s pain or Love’s despair, for that hidden starry family, it may be the supreme delicacy and enjoyment.

“So… where is it?”

Fang Xian pondered this question, suddenly raised his head: “The night gives me eyes, and I will use it to pursue greatness!”

In an instant, his eyes changed.

Without the whites of the eyes, the eyes became pitch black, like two black holes and an abyss.

This is his improvised “spell”, maybe it can be named as “black eye” or “peeping eye”!

At this time, in Fang Xian’s eyes, the entire town was shrouded in a thick purple starlight.

Everyone’s pupils are full of strange colors, but everyone doesn’t feel any abnormality.

“You…your eyes!”

Love took a step back in horror, his wife screamed, and his daughter held his thigh tightly.

But behind their necks, Fang Xian saw a creature similar to a soft octopus, clinging to it, tentacles pierced into the spine and fiddled with nerves.

“A child of the Starry Sky Family?”

Fang Xian nodded: “If you develop it for you, then it will be the real horror.”

He saw that in the maid and the tramp, there is also such a sub-body.

“Mother, not in Love?”

Fang Xian has another discovery, which is much easier to handle.

He chanted the worm hymn, huge worms gushing out of the void, his sharp mouthparts bit the necks of Love and Walter, and kept wriggling.

The child struggled, but was quickly swallowed.

Love’s expression became blank for an instant, looking at several women next to him, his face was extremely horrified: “Damn it!”