When these people died in reality, their understanding of reality was fixed at that moment.

And when their heads woke up in the prison and regained consciousness again, they no longer considered themselves to be real people in their hearts.

Their memories have been frozen in the moment of death.

What is happening now in reality is nothing less than the future for them!

What Panga's head received was the reward proposed last time:

Information about the African Development Bank and the political situation in Ethiopia.

Li Fangang helped him copy, download and print it from a foreign language website. It was absolutely fresh.

Pang Jia's eyes were shining, and he read the words on those pieces of paper eagerly, making a sound of drinking wine from time to time. It was obvious that these words brought him great pleasure.

The addiction to keyboard politics found a huge release.

It’s almost the same as fishing with a Yang pole.

Li Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the two major addictions of fishing and political affairs can be said to be almost the same.

The other heads on the bookshelf did not expect that Lord Demon would immediately bring a reward to Panga, and they were all extremely envious.

At the same time, I also had a new judgment in my mind about the strength of the demon in front of me.

The other party can really enter the Yang world, enter the human world, and have the ability to walk between the Yin and Yang worlds!

This is really important to them.

In other words, whether they are licking dogs, begging, crying, giving ideas, or telling stories, as long as they use the right method, they can use the demon in front of them to influence the human world, and even affect themselves in the human world.

relatives and friends, and even fulfilled some last wishes!

For a dead man, what could be more important than this?

Li Fan was not in a hurry, and casually picked up Miller's head from the Mexican Phantom Party, which had been packed and thrown outside, and placed the head that had been tortured to the point of going crazy on the bookshelf.

Then he sat quietly at the table, looking at the heads on the bookshelf.

After a while, Pangjia had completely read the news on the piece of paper. At the same time, he used his withered tongue and lips to fold the piece of paper and put it in his mouth, carefully preserving it.

Now, among the hundreds of heads on this bookshelf, he is the only one who has this information.

Even if it's just a bookshelf, it's still a small society.

It's just that for these heads that have lost all ability to move in these deep dark hells, the most valuable thing is only information.

Information that can bring freshness to this boring life and prevent them from going crazy.

With this unique information, he can use it to improve his social status among the bookshelf heads, gain respect and even flattery from others, and even exchange it for information in other people's heads.

Pang Jia's little abacus was rattling, and the other heads were like mirrors in their hearts.

At this time, they also discovered that if they could provide the devil in front of them with information that he was interested in, or some ideas that happened to cater to him, they would be able to get enough rewards!

They are eager to show their worth and get rewards!

Especially news about the mortal world.

But the devil in front of him didn't seem to have anything to talk about, he just looked at them quietly.

After a while, the pale demon in front of him suddenly spoke slowly and said:

"An interesting thing has happened in the world recently. The man who killed you, called the Collector, has started committing crimes everywhere..."

Hearing this, the heads on the bookshelf all widened their eyes.

collector!

What the devil in front of me said was news from the Collector!

They were all killed by the Collector. At this time, they pricked up their ears desperately for fear of missing a word.

They want to hear what happened to the collector.

What on earth is that scary man doing?

The pale demon in front of him paused and continued:

"This collector's method is quite interesting. He used to like to take people's heads off, but now he likes to let others take their heads off and then replace them with some weird things, such as mushrooms, globes, cauliflower, and loudspeakers. It's quite funny.

…”

After hearing these words, a "woo woo" sound suddenly came from the corner of the bookshelf, and at the same time there was a very shocked voice:

"Impossible...this is impossible!"

Li Fan looked around and saw that the sound was coming from more than a dozen heads with their eyes and mouths sewn shut. One of them had been unsealed, and it was the same head that was used to monitor the eight songs last time.

Judging from the patterns on their faces, they should all be seanceers from the Bangkok Adventist Society.

It was pretty much what he had guessed.

Immediately, he stepped forward to the heads and used his sharp nails to pick open the stitches that had sewn their mouths.

The eyes are still closed for now.

As soon as the mouths were unsealed, several of the old-looking heads immediately shouted:

"Impossible, how could the Collector master the art of séance!?"

"Devil, he is the real devil! He is still alive!"

"He has been hit by more than a dozen death curses. It's impossible for him to survive. It's impossible..."

"It must be a lie... Oh, respected Lord Demon, I just lost control of my emotions, and I definitely did not question you..."

At this time, Li Fan completely understood that the overlord hidden behind the scenes should be a member of the Advent Society.

No wonder after seeing those corpses before, I always felt like watching a Thai ghost movie.

The only people who knew that the Collector was still alive and lurking in Kuncheng, apart from the dead Huo Lei, were only a few remaining members of the Advent Society who had escaped death.

The other party came to seek revenge from the Collector.

The specific plan should be to force the collector to show up first, and then follow up with continuous follow-up moves.

However, it was a pity that he met Li Fan.

The pale demon smiled solemnly and said:

"I saw that the collector was using séance to lay a trap and hunt down a Bangkok man. Hey, he should succeed soon."

As soon as these words came out, the dozen or so heads of the Adventist Association seemed to have been struck by five thunders, and they became a mess again:

"The collector has really mastered the art of seance! This... this is normal. After all, he is a collector. Our heads are probably collected by him."

"Yes, the Collector's ability is to seal the opponent's abilities in his head after killing the enemy and use them at any time. This is why he is called the Collector..."

"Who is being hunted? It's definitely the young people from the Advent Society... The only strong person among the younger generation of the Advent Society is Chason... Could it be Chason?"

"Chason's best skills are spirit control and head-lowering techniques, but the collector seems to be using head-lowering techniques too... this devil!"

"Lord Demon, please show mercy and tell us, is the person being chased by the Collector a dark, thin young man with dreadlocks? Oh, there is also a scar on his left eye.

The scars left in Muay Thai fighting!”

The pale demon in front of him grinned and said:

"You guessed right, he is such a person. So, he is your descendant?"

The dozen or so heads in the Advent Club tried their best to nod.

At first a gray-haired head said:

"Dear Lord Demon, I was Basong, the great seanceer of the Advent Society. I beg you to tell us how Chasen was hunted down by the Collector? And, can he escape?"

The pale demon in front of him showed a wicked smile and said:

"I am a devil. If you want to get something from me, then you have to pay the price."

The dozen or so people who came to the meeting were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed, but then Basong said helplessly:

"Dear devil, our souls have fallen into your hands. We really don't know what to use as a deal..."

The pale demon shook his head slightly and said:

"Of course there are. For example, your memories, for example, I am very interested in your so-called ghost spirits. In addition, the things you leave behind in the world can also be used as bargaining chips for me to bewitch the creatures in the world."

Hearing this, the dozen or so seance masters in front of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This devil is a good devil, and he actually reminds them that they have chips in their hands.

In this case, just trade with the other party immediately.

The memories and experiences in their heads are worthless anyway, and all the glory and wealth in the world have long since had nothing to do with them.

Li Fan immediately recounted the head-exchange case that occurred in Kuncheng in a hoarse and low voice.

However, the location was changed to Bangkok, and the bloody words written on the corpse were changed from collectors to advent members.

The identities of the corpses were also those of some prominent local dignitaries.

Other specific circumstances, especially the tragic condition of the corpses whose heads had been transplanted, and the various abnormalities that appeared after the autopsies, were all exactly the same.
To be continued...