When Lu Weizhen woke up, it felt like he had a long dream, he was very lazy, and he didn't know where he was.

She found herself standing in a yard.

This yard is very strange. It looks familiar, the boxy courtyard, no matter the decoration, furnishings, and style, is very similar to Chen Xiansong's pine hall in Xiangcheng. But the details are different, this yard looks bigger and older. The tree in the middle of the yard was older and denser than that in Xiangcheng, and almost the entire yard was shaded. The yard is surrounded by piles of wood, as well as some tools and semi-finished furniture.

Lu Weizhen looked up at the sky, it was very blue and very high, and the air was a little dry, which was different from the smell of Xiangcheng.

The courtyard was filled with the silence of a summer afternoon, and there was a chirping outside.

Wasn't she in the gourd with Chen Xiansong, escaping the corpse of the giant colorless ghost stone beast?

Why is you alone here now?

She remembered that there was a gray light coming up and then she lost consciousness. Before she fell unconscious, she was tightly hugged by Chen Xiansong, and there seemed to be a residual smell of his body between her noses.

Where is he now?

Could it be that there is a mystery in the light......

Could it be that they have already left the gourd and come out? Chen Xiansong brought her here?

She walked along the bedroom, study, and tool room, step by step, and the room layout was very similar to that of Xiangcheng Songmu Hall.

Lu Weizhen suddenly thought of a place.

Songmu Hall in Beijing.

She walked to the door of the kitchen, which was fully equipped with grain, oil, meat and vegetables, and the smell of leftover meals, but there was no one. There is also a passage that leads to the vestibule.

Lu Weizhen walked through the passage, the light was bright, and there was indeed a furniture store in front of him, the style was exactly the same as that of Songmutang, but the room layout and furniture were different.

Outside the store, there was a very dazzling light, Lu Weizhen couldn't see it clearly, and felt very dazzling.

There were no customers in the store, and there was a man standing behind the bar, bowing his head and settling accounts. Lu Weizhen remembered the first time he went to Chen Xiansong's shop. But the man in front of him looked completely different from Lin Jingbian, but looked like ......

He was tall and dressed in cotton black, but he looked tall and thin. When Lu Weizhen saw his appearance clearly, he was slightly shocked.

The contours of his facial features are very similar to Chen Xiansong, but the eyebrows are thicker and fly obliquely into the sideburns. The jawline is also rougher, the mouth is always tightly pursed, and the corners of the mouth are habitually downturned, so it looks more fierce and serious. He also looks older, about thirty-five or six.

Chen Xiansong, his brother, or cousin, cousin, etc.

Lu Weizhen had been standing for a while, but he didn't look up, as if he didn't notice it at all.

Lu Weizhen was silent for a moment and shouted, "Hey." ”

He still didn't react.

Lu Weizhen was stunned.

At this time, someone walked in from outside the store, and a vague outline emerged from the dazzling white light outside the door, Lu Weizhen still couldn't look directly at the light outside, and her heart became more and more suspicious.

It was a strange man who came, and said to the man behind the bar with a smile: "Boss Chen, I'm here to pay the deposit." ”

Lu Wei really thought, and sure enough, his surname was Chen.

However, the visitors didn't seem to see Lu Weizhen, and their eyes slid over her unfocusedly and walked towards the bar.

Lu Weizhen was two or three meters away, watching them talk for a while, and then she walked straight over and also stood by the bar.

The two men remained unresponsive.

Lu Weizhen stretched out his hand and shook it between the two. She stared at their pupils carefully, not responding at all.

Lu Weizhen slowly lowered his hand and put it on the shoulder of the surnamed Chen.

Her hand passed through his body.

His body, to be precise, passed through her arm. Because she saw that when her body touched, her arm turned out to be an almost transparent shadow.

She lowered her head and looked at her body, it turned out that it was just a shadow.

A chill ran through her heart.

The two talked for a while, and the guest paid the deposit and left. The man, surnamed Chen, continued to settle accounts. Lu Weizhen walked to the door of the store, and the light pierced her eyes. She covered her face with her arms and was about to step out, only to find that her foot had been kicked against a large wavy and pliable object, and she had been knocked back.

She tried several times, but no matter what, she couldn't get out, the window or the door.

Lu Weizhen turned around and looked at the man who was still unconscious.

Her consciousness was trapped here.

Green Dragon Behemoth, Glimpse of the Heart and Memories, Boundless Mire, Gray Soft Light...... Lu Weizhen vaguely guessed that all this might be related to the ability of that giant beast.

The so-called illusion, through the form of some high-frequency waves, invades the human brain and controls the brain consciousness, especially the subconscious.

Although it is not in the real world, it can also bring permanent damage to brain consciousness and even lead to brain death. It is equivalent to physical death.

She had to be more cautious.

The ancestor of the Lihuang people has long had experience in dealing with this kind of ideological attack - since it is an illusion, as long as you find the place where it is most contrary to reality and logic, it is possible to awaken your subconscious and get out.

However, the light outside the doors and windows is not a logical paradox, but a boundary.

Lu Weizhen looked at Boss Chen again.

It's just that the ability of the corpse of the megalithic beast, why did it create such an illusion?

What is its purpose?

And Chen Xiansong, is he also trapped in this illusion?

Since he couldn't get out of this head, Lu Weizhen walked to the backyard.

In the backyard, it was still quiet, and the position of the sun in the sky had not changed. She found the back door and tried, but she still couldn't get out. So she began to look carefully from room to room.

She stopped when she reached the door of a bedroom at the back of the courtyard.

There was a man sitting inside.

It was a child.

The shade of the trees was thick, the curtains in the room were half-drawn, and the light was dim as twilight. The furnishings in the room are so simple that they seem familiar, a bed, a table, a chair, a wardrobe, and it looks empty. There is no other decoration, only the lines of every inch of furniture, revealing cold and hard.

The boy sat on the edge of the bed, in his teens, wearing a black shirt and shorts, with blood on his arms and face. He held a sword in his left hand, which looked like an ordinary steel sword. And he looked up and looked out the window, his expression very silent.

Lu Weizhen walked to his front and saw his face clearly.

There was a huge shock in my heart.

His face was bruised, there was still a little unwiped blood under his nose, his mouth was swollen, and his clothes were dirty, as if he had just fought with someone. But his expression looked stubborn and indifferent.

The sound of footsteps came, and Lu Weizhen noticed that his body trembled slightly.

The boss Chen from the front store walked in.

The child immediately got out of bed, stood up straight, and lowered his head slightly. Boss Chen walked over, pinched his chin, and threw it away.

"Who did you fight with?"