After saying this, Montana seemed to realize the ambiguity in her words and hurriedly changed the subject.

"Experience in the space of consciousness represents part of potential. Of course, the length of time is just a reference and cannot really explain anything. The most important thing is... Forget it, now is not the time to discuss this."

"The longer the time, the better, and the more times the better?"

Sigmun tasted the taste.

This woman dares to underestimate me?!

He really wanted to tell the other person the truth, and then watched the woman's mouth wide open in surprise after his 28-day and 7 deaths.

"Tell me about this manor." Sigmun did not continue to get entangled in this issue.

"These news is kept secret from ordinary people, but you have completed your enlightenment and are trapped in this manor like me..." Montana seemed to be convincing herself.

"There has always been a secret institution in the kingdom, which is independent of the current military and police systems and is specifically responsible for solving supernatural events."

"These people are called demon hunters, which are both their identity and their extraordinary contracts signed by them. In addition, this institution has also been supported by the Oracle Church."

"This White Seagull Manor belongs to the Leicester family. Not long ago, there were many missing workers in the factory of the Leicester couple. The police officers in charge of investigating the case found unusual forces in the lead-up, and the case was transferred to the demon hunter."

"We thought this was just a simple invasion of evil, but after we arrived at Baihaiou Manor based on some clues, we were quickly ambushed."

"You have companions?"

Sigmun asked.

Montana nodded, "A second-level demon hunter, he is the person in charge of this investigation, good at head-on combat, and I am a first-level hymn poet, mainly doing some auxiliary work."

"What attacked you, the monster that united the man and horse?" Sigmun asked again.

"Not." Montana reached out and pointed her forehead, "The attack comes from the spiritual level."

"In fact, except for the few servants who came with you, only Mr. Nick and the butler Bernardo are living people."

"The others are controlled puppets, or toys."

"The Leicester family has developed their own career by making toys. However, in recent years, with the development of industry and the continuous improvement of technology, the toys they make can no longer arouse the interest of children. Later, due to poor management and blind expansion, the family's financial situation plummeted."

"So they found an ancient forbidden magic, which was poured with the blood of living people, so that the dolls they made were spiritual."

"White Seagull Villa is a huge experimental field."

"Does that kid know all this?" Sigmun asked suddenly when he remembered the boy squatting on the cabinet.

Montana shook her head, "The Leicester couple and the butler Bernardo are the ones who manipulate everything behind the scenes, especially Bernardo."

"After investigation, he should be a veteran who failed to enlightenment. Although he could not sign a contract to become an extraordinary person, he also had some spiritual power in his body, so he could manipulate those evil magic."

"I suspect that somewhere on the manor there must be a taboo hidden, and it is this thing that affects our spirit and makes us confine when we enter here."

"And..." Montana said, raising her hands and outlined thin black lines on her fingers. "After being imprisoned, Bernardo drew these things on me, and then controlled me to play the piano for the servants who lived here every day."

"This weird song is amplified by spiritual power, and soon it turns the servants here into walking dead. Don't you feel strange? The glass in Nick's room is broken, and the sound can be heard very clearly even outside the manor."

"But no servant woke up in the process."

Sigmund's heart hopped violently.

"Besides you, there may not be any more sober people among these servants."

"The old servants in the manor have been cruelly transformed, their behavior has been fixed, and they will only follow the set trajectory, and every night is the time when Bernardo winds these toys."

"So, if you leave this dream space later, you must not return to your room as soon as possible."

Montana continued.

Only Nick and the butler are living people, so what the butler said just now sent someone to check... was to say to the possible hidden person and to Steve's possible accomplices, Sigmun was shocked.

"The old servants were completely controlled, and the new servants were affected. In fact, there was no living person to dominate..."

After hearing what he said just now, if Steve really had so-called accomplices, he would definitely choose to return to the rest room as soon as possible.

If someone comes out of the room, or returns from outside.

Then this person is the alien that needs to be dealt with!

Sigmon couldn't help but sweat. Although he was cautious, all the seemingly correct practices fell into Bernardo's trap.

But why didn't he search it himself?

Is there anything more important than searching?

Montana nodded, "It seems you have figured it out. Bernardo will not send anyone to check your room. He just needs to let some old servants stay in some key places and wait patiently."

"I guess the orders received by these old servants must be an indiscriminate attack on anyone who appears!"

"But why did he do this...I mean why is it so troublesome?" Sigmun asked.

"In order to delay time, you will be disturbed and extracted from your spirituality without any precautions, I guess this is part of his ritual." Montana replied.

"My spirituality is imprisoned, and my spiritual power cannot be mobilized. Creating the environment in front of me is the last bit of residual power I have left. Now I need your help."

"You have just completed enlightenment. Even if you awaken some special abilities, you will definitely not be able to escape from this villa by yourself."

"What do I need to do?" Sigmun asked tentatively, she could not completely believe the woman in front of her.

"Kiss...me." Montana's fair face flushed.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't have any special hobbies. It's just that after I complete enlightenment, the special ability of awakening is like this. I can borrow some of the spiritual power of the contactor through some intimate actions..."

Intimate action...Sigmon looked playful.

But he only thought for a moment, and then shook his head firmly.

"It is impossible to kiss..."

"Maybe you are the culprit who hides you with other purposes."

"Don't you believe me?" Montana's chest was undulating. "I'm telling the truth. Gildo and I are extraordinary people after all. Test samples like us are not common, so he has never attacked us..." She argued hard, but Sigmun just looked at her expressionlessly.

"Okay, what exactly do you want to believe me?" Montana looked depressed.

"It's very simple." Sigmun smiled.

"Show me the proof."

While saying this, he also received another prompt.
Chapter completed!