"Is it possible that all the people in the village are dead?
We are in an illusion now.
And all this is just a dream?"
Chen Lu looked at Hui Mingwei seriously.
"You see, whether it is Uncle Yi or other people in the village, even the Mo couple I saw today, they are all like puppets.
It was sunny and sunny when we arrived, but as soon as we arrived at Hanshui Village, there were dark clouds.
And I haven't seen the sun for so many days.
Didn't you say before that ordinary souls cannot appear under the sun?
Therefore, I think it can only be explained by illusion."
"Not quite right."
Hui Mingwei touched his chin.
"You may have entered a fantasy world, because your time in Laolu is very short.
But it is impossible for me to fall into a dream. I have been working in the Zhenyun Department for two and a half years, and Qianguo Qiyun can enhance my mental strength, and I have special defense against ghost cultivators' spells.
A ghost cultivator in the cave realm can kill me, but it cannot affect my mental strength."
"Not an illusion?"
"Probably not."
Hui Mingwei shook his head and frowned.
As if he thought of something, Hui Mingwei said to himself:
"A ghost cultivator in the cave realm can indeed control so many souls.
But that Uncle Yi is not a ghost. He has a shadow under the candlelight?
How is this going?
Furthermore, when Lao Lu entered the attic, I tested it with the talisman and found that the people outside were all humans and not ghosts.
Strange.
There are also Lao Lu’s father-in-law and mother-in-law. From Lao Lu’s description, they should all be dead people..."
After thinking about it, suddenly, a bright light flashed in Hui Mingwei's eyes!
"Old road...I think...I guessed it..."
"Sorry!" Chen Lu swallowed.
"Actually! We are not in a fantasy world! Nor are we in the real world!
We! It’s not wrong to be in Hanshui Village!
But what is more accurate is that we are in each other's little world!
This ghost cultivator cut off a part of Hanshui Village and created a small world of its own!"
Hui Mingwei sat up straight and explained to Chen Lu the common sense of monks:
"Chen Lu, do you still remember why we can't get out?"
"Because ghosts hit the wall."
"That's right."
Hui Mingwei nodded.
"The so-called ghost hitting the wall generally comes from two principles.
The first is that we have been planted with illusions, which means that we are asleep now, and everything we experience now is an illusion.
But it's unlikely, as I said before.
Because we are both monks, even if the other party is a monk in the cave realm, as a Zhen Lun Envoy, and for two and a half years, I have had the luck of the Qian Kingdom to enhance my mental strength, which is enough for me to be immune.
Moreover, I am also a talisman monk, and the talismans on my body have the effect of sensing illusions.
Therefore, it is not easy for the other party to let us enter dreamland.
The second type is that this place has become a small world of its own, and we are trapped in it, and we cannot get out. It is commonly known as - ghosts beating the wall."
"Why do I feel that the second one is more difficult?" Chen Lu asked. Chen Lu, who had only been practicing for three or four months, was just a novice.
"It's very, very difficult! How difficult it must be for an ordinary ghost cultivator to rely on the cave realm to form a small world! But it's difficult but it doesn't mean it's impossible!"
Hui Mingwei shook his head.
"When a person dies and becomes a ghost, they will affect the surrounding area.
The stronger the ghost cultivator's own strength is, the deeper its influence on the surrounding area will be.
In the end, you can form a small world that belongs only to you!
This is the unique magical power of ghost cultivators.
However, this kind of magical power generally can only be awakened in the Dragon Gate realm.
But with the level of Yin Qi, I don’t think the other party is in the Dragon Gate realm!
All I can say is! The other party’s talent is extremely high!
After forming a small world of its own, both living people and ghosts in this place are controlled, and the change in the speed of time can be explained."
"Why did you remember it just now?" Chen Lu's brows twitched.
"Ahem...forgot..."
Hui Mingwei looked embarrassed.
"Besides, the talent of a cave-level ghost cultivator who can create his own little world is too terrifying. I can't even think about it. With just two of us novices, do you think we can destroy someone else's little world?"
"Then tell me a hammer."
"There was no way before, but now there is a way."
Hui Mingwei did not speak, but tapped a rhythm on the table. This rhythm was similar to the Sherlock Holmes code and was a special communication method of the Zhenyun Division.
Chen Lu has been studying during this period.
[Chen Lu, listen to me.
Based on my experience in handling cases in the past two years, although you have never seen this ghost cultivator, this ghost cultivator definitely knows you.
Although the reason is unclear, the other party’s purpose is to marry you.】
【so?】
[So, when you get married tomorrow, you must try your best to destroy the other person’s mood!
The more the other party's state of mind fluctuates, the more fragile this small world becomes!
When the time comes, I will use my special magic weapon to try to break this world, and then we will take the opportunity to escape!】
For the next half hour, Chen Lu and Hui Mingwei kept banging on the table.
After a long discussion, the two formulated a strategy.
in short.
It was Chen Lu who tried every means to disrupt the opponent's mind.
And when the little world was weak, Hui Mingwei used his magic weapon to smash the little world.
When this small world is shattered, there will be a mana vacuum of thirty seconds because it will merge with the outside world.
At this time, Hui Mingwei will use the Earth Escape Talisman, and the two of them will run away quickly!
As for how to disturb the opponent's mind, Chen Lu can only use it according to the situation.
After their hands hurt from knocking, the two ended their conversation and lay on the bed.
But neither of them could sleep.
After all, tomorrow is a matter of life and death.
"Chen Lu, is your wife beautiful?" Hui Mingwei asked, lying on his back on the bed and looking at the ceiling.
"She is not my wife." Chen Lu replied, lying on his back on the bed and looking at the ceiling.
Hui Mingwei: "Just say whether it's beautiful or not?"
Chen Lu said without thinking: "Beautiful!"
Hui Mingwei's brows twitched: "...how beautiful? More beautiful than our leader?"
Chen Lu shook his head:
"It's different, the beauty of the head is that of a heroic lady.
But her beauty is the kind of soft beauty that makes you want to spend the rest of your life with her once you see her. Being able to marry this kind of girl is a lifelong blessing."
Single guy Hui Mingwei snorted: "It's a pity that your wife is not a human being."
Chen Lu was unhappy: "She has a really good figure. Even when she is lying down, her curves are great."
Single dog Hui Mingwei: "It's a pity that your wife is not a human being."
Chen Lu: "I can guarantee that there is no woman of the same type as her who is more beautiful than her."
Single dog Hui Mingwei: "It's a pity that your wife is not a human being."
