Chapter VIII Nicholson

"P" Military Hall, Standing on the north side of Sparta's capital, This is a building that has been built at great cost. It has seven floors. The first floor is interrogation, and the second floor to the seventh floor hold prisoners with different degrees of crime. The more sinful they are, the higher the floor they are imprisoned. When they reach the highest level, they are criminals who touch the life and death of the country. When the third young master's eyes fall on the seventh floor, he can't help but turn his mouth The voice sighed: "I thought that I came here, and everything started here." The third young master shook his head, swept away his thoughts, and said slightly to the air, "Hey, hey. Are you sure you want to come? You won't control me, and I won't disappear?" Although it was carefully questioned, the third young master was still very worried, because after 30 years, he had to control his body and let himself give him the control of his body. How can the third young master be careless in this request is a problem related to his own life! The man's tone was rather dissatisfied "I know your worries, but I don't call you hello. You don't want to call me by name. You can choose to call me by another name." The third young master was dazed and asked in detail "What's the name?" In fact, it is helpless to call the third young master. Is it necessary to call Gusra Bo Li in front of the air, then ask East and West, and finally nod his head? Maybe shake your head? Isn't this like a psycho? "You can call the Owl." "Owl?" "It doesn't feel like a good name." The third young master skimmed his pie mouth, and the owl coldly said, "Now it's not a question for you to discuss whether your name is good or not. Do you want to change it? If you don't change it, you can do it yourself. If you want to change it, you should do it early!" The third young master hesitated for a moment and asked carefully, "Are you sure I won't disappear after controlling my body?" Hearing that he was so cautious before, the owl was gratified and helpless, and could only explain it simply "Everyone has a consciousness. Consciousness is a key to control the body. It is like a lock with only one key to unlock. You are the main consciousness of this body. It is you who really control the body." The third young master felt very reasonable after listening to it, but he still didn't understand something "Even if my body can only be controlled by me, how can you control me?" Owl responded faintly "Because I am the future you, even if I am not the owner of this body, the frequency of consciousness between us is extremely similar, which means that I can control your body for a short time, but not for too long. After a long time, your body will automatically reject me." The third young master nodded his head "Then change it." Suddenly, the third young master lost control of his body and fell into a world of nothingness, but what he saw with his eyes was the scene outside, just like sitting in a carriage and watching the scenery outside, while the owl who controlled his body closed his eyes and felt a cool breeze blowing and enjoyed the moisture from the morning breeze I raised my right hand, which was close to being skinny, and touched my face. Then my look gradually lowered and I asked myself, "How long has it been? Is it a year, ten years? Or thirty years? I can still feel the ease of the human body in the long years." "Why are you... crying?" The voice of the third young master sounded in my mind, The owl trembled all over, Wipe the tears out of your eyes with your right hand, With a calm appearance, thirty people came to the military hall building with their third young master. After staying in this building for a moment, a middle-aged woman in a white robe came from the floor, holding a one-meter-long scepter in her right hand. The scepter was as black as ink, and she didn't know what material it was carved from, but the night owl's eyes became sharp The middle-aged woman saw the first sight of the third young master, and her whole body rose with treasure light, and her fierce and slightly angry eyes seemed to annex the third young master The three young masters in the body also saw this middle-aged woman in white, and they were nervous and worried about asking the night owl "You know this man?" The Owl nodded his head "The wife of Late, a five-level sacrifice from the kingdom of Nadian