Shen Gong and I were walking in tandem on Shanyin, on the path I had just come down from.
This situation can only be described as familiar. Just a short year ago, I came to Mount Tai to seek help from Taoist Meng. I also met Duke Shen on the top of the Jade Emperor, and he took me with him.
Now, we have gone round and round and returned to the same place. Although this place is an illusion and Mr. Shen is also a person I imagined, I still can't help but feel a little sad.
"Damn it, why is it so cold?"
A gust of cold wind blew over and I couldn't help but shiver: "It's really weird. With my current way of doing things, I can actually feel cold. This is not scientific at all."
"I said, everything that appears in this formation is based on your own subconscious. It should be winter when you first come to Mount Tai. At that time, Mount Tai made you feel cold. Of course you will feel cold now."
Mr. Shen, who was walking in front, patiently explained to me: "If you can do it, you can try to convince yourself and imagine in your mind that Mount Tai is actually quite warm, so you won't feel so uncomfortable."
"Why does this plot sound a bit like Inception?"
"I've actually seen that movie. The principles are very different. You'll know after you try it."
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
Modifying the subconscious mind is said to be an almost impossible task.
But slightly changing the scene in my memory is something I can do with my strong mental strength.
Closing my eyes, I began to follow what Shen Gong said, searching for the memory of the first time I came to Mount Tai in my mind, and modified my perception of the weather at that time to one of spring and flowers blooming.
Sure enough, it didn't take long before I felt the warm sun shining on me, followed by the fragrance of flowers.
When I opened my eyes again, I found that the weather was completely different from before. All the snow on the ground melted, revealing a large area of fragrant soil. Then, under the moisture of the soil, plant seeds also took root and sprouted. Looking around
They are all scenes of vitality and all things competing.
"Amazing, so damn amazing."
I couldn't help clapping my hands in admiration, and asked Shen Gong by the way: "Then if I meet an enemy, such as Duan Tian's inner demon, can I use the same method as before, imagining that he is actually a loser, and then kill him directly?
Him?"
"You think beautifully."
Mr. Shen turned around and glared at me: "Changing the surrounding environment is just a few details, but what you just said, such as imagining that Duan Tian is a bad guy, is completely modifying your own subconscious, which is impossible to do."
"It doesn't matter, I just asked casually."
I looked around and felt that I was almost at Daoist Meng's house. I asked Shen Gong again: "Are you sure that by returning to Hades and jumping into the Pond of Rebirth I can leave this formation?"
He said 'hmm': "That's right, you can get outside the formation as long as you jump in."
I was still a little unsure in my heart: "Are you sure? Don't trick me, Shen Gongxu. If I remember correctly, that thing in the pool of the dead is for ghosts to be reincarnated. Don't let me jump in and the formation doesn't come out.
It wouldn't be fun to be beaten back into my mother's belly and recreated all over again."
"You talk so much nonsense about manna? How much do you want to do?"
He spat a big mouthful of sticky phlegm on the ground, then ignored me and walked forward in silence.
To say that people are really mean.
Mr. Shen just said so many things to me, but I just don't know what to do. Maybe it was caused by Liu Ying who just appeared. I'm always afraid that Mr. Shen is lying to me. The reason why he brought me here is actually to harm me.
.
But after he scolded me, I felt a lot more comfortable.
This is the Mr. Shen in my memory. If he didn't get angry no matter what he said, and had been very patient in explaining this and that to me, then he wouldn't be called Mr. Shen. He must be a fake.
The two of them walked along the path for about five minutes, climbed over a mountain stream, and arrived at the familiar thatched cottage.
Meng Daochang's house is still in a dead state, in tatters, as if it can no longer survive.
The only difference is that if you approach this thatched house from outside, then the paper man will come out to chase people away.
It's just that the place is empty now, and I can hear nothing except the gurgling sound of the stream next to it and the rustling of leaves.
Mr. Shen walked faster, and I followed him. I guess subconsciously, I blurted out: "Hey Mr. Shen, didn't you make bodies for Wang Yao and the others? What about Daozhang Meng's paper figures? I remember
At that time, you said you wanted them to see the door, but did you also give it a body?"
"Fuck, are you...?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Gong came up and said a curse word: "Which pot is not open? Gu Yan, am I the one? Now I really want to give you a knife!"
He scolded me to the point of being confused: "You scold me for provoking you?"
"Shut up. If you fail to succeed, you will fail."
After he said that, he stopped talking to me and put on a defensive posture.
I was just wondering what he was guarding against, but then a gust of cold wind came, and the paper man's sinister voice suddenly sounded in our ears: "You two, my husband has been waiting for you for a long time."
Its voice is erratic.
In mid-air, white paper money was flying all over the sky, and the figure of the paper man was moving back and forth among the paper money. To put it harshly, it was like eating a mad dog.
My eyes were a bit dazzled by him, and I cursed impatiently towards the sky: "Paper man, what are you barking at in the sky? Come down!"
It ignores me.
However, a sharp sword energy suddenly came from behind. It was not coming towards me, but directly stabbing Shen Gong in the back: "Hu, you, you dare to come here to try to escape the ghost gate, I will kill you!"
"
"Taoist Meng?!"
I exclaimed and turned around, and then I saw that Daozhang Meng's sword energy was less than ten centimeters away from Duke Shen.
But Shen Gong had long been prepared for a sudden attack. Without even looking back, a ghostly shadow appeared above him out of thin air. He stretched out his big hand and waved directly behind him, forcing Daochang Meng's sword energy back.
Then I heard Shen Gong gritting his teeth and saying to me: "I have controlled the changes in this formation. As long as you don't think about it, it will no longer condense anyone's figure.
The reason why I didn’t tell you is because I was afraid that you wouldn’t be able to help but think about it. In the end, you were like an old lady and had to write a few words in ink. It’s fine now. We’ve got Meng Laizi out of trouble. If we don’t solve him, we will.
No one can even think of entering the gate of hell!"
Then what else can I say? I can only apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother, it's all my fault."