After dinner, Zhang Zhuxun and the other three stood by the fire and chatted.
Zhang Zhuxun showed the statue of the God of Faith wrapped in red cloth to Wu Xie and Fatty, and then told them what he planned to do soon.
The fat man looked at the two small bells that had been solidified with rosin on his wrist and couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "These two small bells are so powerful. They are more powerful than the old woman named Zhang who tricked me and Tianzhen before."
It’s even more powerful.”
Zhang Zhuoxun shook his head, "It's just that the time and place are right. The environment we are in is quite special, which will amplify the effect of the bell."
Wu Xie guessed, "Is there something fishy about the jade meteorite veins here?"
"Look up." Zhang Zhuxun pointed at the top and said, "Then tell me what you found."
The fat man stretched his neck and looked up for a long time, then moved his stiff cervical vertebrae, "It's so dark up there that I can't see clearly. Oh, stop being so pretentious and just tell me what's going on."
Zhang Zhuxun took out his flare gun and fired one round, "Let's see now."
Blazing white light passed over the sky like a meteor. Wu Xie's eyes chased the rising light. The beam exploded high in the sky. The entire space was as bright as day. He finally saw the true face of the environment he was in.
The various criss-crossing patterns on the crystal-black cave wall were exactly the same as the jade meteorite cave outside, except that the overall space seemed to have been reduced in proportion, and those weird fire patterns were right above their heads, as if they were within reach.
Wu Xie looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment and opened his mouth, "What's going on? Did you copy these fire patterns here based on the cave outside?"
"I don't know about this. This place was like this when I came here last time." Zhang Zhuxun shook his head, "But the reason why this place increases the power of the illusion is essentially related to the mountain topography of this place. You guys
Look carefully at this cave as a whole, what does it look like?"
After hearing what he said, Wu Xie stood up and took advantage of the last trace of light after the flare burned out to take in the entire cave.
A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly reacted and blurted out, "It's a clock!"
"This is a complete clock that is buckled on the ground!"
"What the hell?" The fat man was taken aback, "It's very unlucky to knock the bell at the end of the day."
Zhang Zhuxun said calmly: "To be more precise, they are a pair of bells, with a big bell and a small bell connected together."
And coincidentally, the octagonal bell in his hand was also one large and one small.
Wu Xie thought thoughtfully, "No wonder we have experienced illusions almost all the time after entering here. It turns out that the hollow cave in the entire mountain here is a huge jade meteorite bell."
The fat man clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "I've been slapping my hands in the clouds for a long time. The person who made the girl here is definitely a master like no other. He can equal Wang Zanghai."
Zhang Zhuxun smiled slightly and said nothing.
Wu Xie looked at the two guys lying on the pile of dead bodies and still had some doubts, "How are we going to explain it when they come out of the illusion?"
Zhang Zhuxun lit the lighter, let the flame come close to the rosin at the mouth of the bell, and said slowly: "The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, the circle on the top of the cup, the dreamer trapped in it."
"The only difference lies in whether the dream is true or false. Since dreams are illusions, why not make the illusion into the truth."
Wu Xie was surprised, "What do you mean..."
"True or false depends on what the insiders think. Whatever they want, we let them think they can get it."
The red light reflected by the campfire flickered and danced in his eyes. Under the heat of the flames, the rosin quickly softened and flowed like honey into the small jar next to it.
After the sealing was lifted, Zhang Zhuxun adjusted the order of ringing the two octagonal bells, touched them lightly one after another, and then continued to seal them with rosin.
Based on Zhang Zhuxun's guess, Zhang Haixing and the others would wake up within half an hour.
So Zhang Zhuxun took out a jade box from his backpack, put it under the stone in front of the bronze door and hid it.
Wu Xie and Fatty took the time to tidy up the scene, and then they lay down on the pile of corpses. They also grabbed a few long vines to wrap around their hands and feet. Then they closed their eyes and pretended to be trapped in an illusion.
What it looks like inside.
Within two minutes, the fat man started snoring, and Wu Xie moved his head away in disgust.
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled helplessly and continued to guard the fire.
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Zhang Haixing's whole body was wrapped in blood-sucking vines, and he felt his body getting lighter and lighter, like a small boat drifting with the current, floating here and there without finding a landing point.
Suffocated... in a daze, the blurry pictures in my mind kept flashing through my mind, and the memories that had been sealed in the corner of my hippocampus for many years were revealed.
She saw many hazy black figures surrounding her, tall, majestic, like towers, and many small white figures like her were pushed out of the iron cages one by one.
The square is so big, the walls are so high, and the lights in the middle are so bright.
There is something on the table that the shadow wants them to get.
The white shadows decreased at the fastest speed, and in the end there were only a few left, like kittens randomly discarded next to the trash can after being abused by bad guys, with black spots on their bodies.
Zhang Haixing looked down at herself and found that the black spots on her body had climbed to her chest, and she was holding another white figure tightly in her hand.
A black shadow stepped forward to separate them, Zhang Haixing struggled, she didn't want to let go, she couldn't remember who Bai Ying was, she only knew that he should be a very important person.
The black shadow took a badge from the table and exchanged it for the white shadow that Zhang Haixing was holding. The black spots completely covered her neck, then her eyes, brain, and everything turned black.
Zhang Haixing opened his eyes, with only a little bluish white rimming his almost pure black pupils.
Feng sat up before her. Looking at the familiar surroundings, his expression slowly changed from fear to shock. He took a few deep breaths and carefully avoided the fingertip-sized bell hidden under the leaves of the corpse grass.
Walking out of a large field of corpse-head grass.
Zhang Chuxun originally thought that he was bold and calm, but in the blink of an eye, Feng tripped over a stone and fell, lying on the ground shivering like a cockroach.
I'm a little curious about what he went through in the illusion, and his legs were shaking like this.
In order to wake him up, Zhang Zhuxun kindly flicked water drops on his face a few times.
Feng shivered from the ice, and then slowly came to his senses, "I'm not dead!"
Zhang Haixing walked over silently and gathered around the fire, never mentioning what he saw in the illusion.
Wu Xie deliberately waited for a few more minutes before he "woke up leisurely" and kicked the fat man awake.
