Weird Talk Asylum Center

"how?"

The woman standing on the stone pillar raised her eyebrows and looked at the nervous Wang Jin.

The latter was squatting on the ground with a shocked expression on his face.

"Come and take a look and you'll understand."

Wang Jin sighed, then shook his head solemnly.

"This is your own world, and you don't know that such a big problem has happened?"

Pointing to the ground, Wang Jin frowned and said.

"what?"

The woman hesitated.

Dreams are ever-changing, and even the ghost story bloodline couldn't help her fully grasp it.

The only bonuses she got in the dream were almost unlimited inspiration and the ability to make wishes without words.

The woman stood there, seemingly hesitating.

She didn't know whether to trust this sinister and cunning man.

"If I'm lying, I'll write my surname upside down."

Wang Jin nodded firmly.

The woman snapped her fingers, and a passenger with a numb face appeared out of thin air and walked slowly towards Wang Jin's place.

A few seconds passed.

There are no explosions or weird things falling from the sky.

This man named Wang Jin didn't seem to be lying, something really went wrong in the dream world.

"How could this be?"

The woman gritted her teeth, and then ran towards Wang Jin without hesitation.

"right here."

Wang Jin pointed to the ground and said to the woman.

The woman squatted down and looked at the small hole on the ground seriously.

There is a small iron piece on it, and the word king is written on the iron piece.

"See what?"

Wang Jin moved closer to the woman and asked in a low voice.

"No."

Feeling Wang Jin's warm breath beside her, the woman blushed and shook her head.

"Is such that."

Wang Jin took the iron piece, turned it upside down, and then spoke slowly.

"If the character for king is reversed, it is still king."

Grinning, Wang Jin put his hand on the woman's shoulder.

Contact is established, repression is formed.

The dream world cannot bring in things related to ghost stories, but the ability to contact and suppress is not ghost stories.

It is Wang Jin's innate ability. It can be called a talent, or it can be called... a disease.

Wang Jin had carefully considered this issue.

If we say that Wang Lin's illness comes from the conflict between her growing strength and her frail body.

Then one's own talent can be said to be an overly powerful inspiration, and a conflict of strength that does not match it.

Inspiration will make Wang Jin noticed by the strange talk, and it will be easier to be involved in the scene of the strange talk.

Not so strong strength will make him hover on the verge of death all the time.

Fortunately, God gave him a flexible enough mind to allow him to struggle for a while longer.

As for the two abilities of suppression and early warning, they are just a little use of inspiration by Wang Jin.

"You lied to me!"

The woman gritted her teeth and stared at Wang Jin, but her body couldn't move any more.

"You still want to kill me."

Wang Jin curled his lips and replied with a smile.

"Sorry, I really can't beat you, so I can only do this."

Shaking his head, Wang Jin said.

"But I really didn't lie to you, there is indeed a problem with this dream world."

"If you cooperate obediently, I can't tell you."

Gently pinching the woman's face, the corners of Wang Jin's mouth rose slightly.

"You... what do you want to do?"

The woman's eyes dodged, but she couldn't struggle.

Taking a peek at Wang Jin's handsome face in the sun, the woman began to whisper in her heart.

"If it's in a dream, it's not impossible..."

"what."

Wang Jin didn't know what she was thinking, and let go of her hand after a slight smile.

"Once you let go, you will never touch me again."

The woman's face was a little red, but her attitude was still tough.

"I know, I found out when I bombarded you with shells before."

Wang Jin smiled.

At that time, her body suddenly became unreal, and a shell went straight through.

"Still, there has to be some trust between people, right?"

Wang Jin tossed the small metal piece with the word Wang written on it up and down, and looked at the girl.

"You still have the nerve to mention the word trust?"

The woman curled her lips, but did not continue to attack Wang Jin.

The two sat side by side on the rocky ruins, blowing the wind of their dreams.

"Meng Yu."

Throwing two words coldly, it took Wang Jin a while to understand, it was her name.

"Mengyu, the names of your unclean people are quite interesting."

Wang Jin smiled slightly.

"How do you know..."

"Ha, I can sort of tell the difference."

"Besides, the Administration Bureau is not just for nothing, so it won't let strange talk come on the plane easily."

Wang Jin scratched his head.

The woman didn't speak, as if she acquiesced to Wang Jin's guess.

"There are really not many unclean people who have hatred against me."

Touching his chin, the figures of a man and a woman flashed in front of Wang Jin's eyes.

"Li Yu and cuttlefish, right?"

Looking at the woman, Wang Jin wasn't too sure.

Even if he cheated those two people a small amount of money, he wouldn't find someone to kill him.

"Yes, but also incorrect."

"This time it has nothing to do with them, I did it myself."

Meng Yu shook his head, but answered Wang Jin patiently.

"I'm here to attend the annual meeting, and I happened to meet you."

"I also want to see who Fang Sheng can send Li Yu, that stoner, to the hospital. He did it on a whim."

Meng Yu patted his chest and took everything on himself.

"Can the unclean still attend the annual meeting?"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.

"No, I have withdrawn from the Unclean. Strictly speaking, I am only a mixed race now."

Meng Yu shook his head, then spoke.

"After that, I joined a civic organization, and this time I came to the annual meeting for my friends."

"Many people look down on mixed races, thinking we are a hidden mess, a source of pollution for walking. I want to fight for mixed races."

"Ha, I have a deep understanding."

Wang Jin nodded.

With the Eye of the Ancient God, he is more likely to cause trouble than anyone else.

Fortunately, Wang Jin has a group of good friends around him, no one looks down on him.

Put yourself in the shoes of others, if you do nothing, you will be looked down upon for the rest of your life just because you cannot choose your identity, and you will be forcibly branded as "unclean".

Wang Jin felt that he would be even crazier.

"Nice ideal."

Patting Meng Yu's shoulder, Wang Jin didn't use contact to suppress this time, but she was shocked.

"Unfortunately, I went for the first place, and we may have a fight."

Wang Jin smiled and looked into Meng Yu's eyes.

"What? Do you still want to kill me here?"

Meng Yu looked into Wang Jin's clear eyes and made a joke.

For some reason, chatting with the boy in front of me was very comfortable.

It's not just the ghost part of his blood that's getting close to him, even the human part wants to make friends with him.

In short, he has a super good personality and can easily get acquainted with people.

"Ha, how could it be?"

Wang Jin shook his head and smiled.

"Let's each rely on their own abilities, and then we will fight openly and aboveboard."

The boy's eyes were so pure that Meng Yu, who was looking at him, couldn't help being a little dazed.