What was originally a three-dimensional holographic projection has also become somewhat realistic. In the golden sunlight, the old man stood there as if he were a substantial person. The snow-white hair reflects the sun's rays, creating a dazzling halo.

A few slightly messy strands of hair fluttered on his cheeks or between his eyebrows, but they couldn't mess with his cold and faintly murderous eyes.

"For more than 300 years, half of the time you have been hunted down, hehe, you should think it will be interesting. The old man sneered, "I didn't expect that three hundred years later, you are still playing such a boring game." ”

He looked at the broken cocoon that had been sleeping on the side and had been trying to wake up, and said, "Since he gave me such an opportunity, then Sky Wolf, are you ready to take it?"

He slowly raised his hand, and there was a blue arc of electricity flashing on his hand, just like the arc emitted by the triode-like transistor when it absorbed solar energy.

He placed his hand on the head of the broken calloon, as if to feel something, and at this moment a hologram was added to him, which was full of obscure symbols and other things.

That data flows like water, fast. The old man looked at the data on the video, sometimes sighing, sometimes smiling.

"I can't imagine that it's been three hundred years, and there is that kind of thing called magic, hasn't it been progressed?"

"Huh, lightning phantom strike?" At this time, the data on the image stopped flowing, and he looked at some of the data floating in front of him, his face showed a hint of surprise, and he said to himself: "I can't imagine that there are still people who will use this method?"

"It's just so bad that even this kid can't control it. Well, it should be that some of them have been lost, or the current people are too poorly qualified, otherwise there would not be the magicians they say. ”

The old man turned sideways, moved to the door, and looked into the room. I saw that as soon as his fingers moved, a mirror appeared on his cocooned body. It should be several mirrors because there are four sides on this mirror, each of which is facing at a different angle.

The light of the "flashlight" is elongated, hitting one of the surfaces, and the light has to be refracted by the four mirrors to each other, and the final point of the light falls on the computer in the bedroom.

So, the projection of the old man also appeared there.

The arc of electricity falls on the computer's main computer, and the display immediately appears in dense snowflake spots, showing no desktop or other dialog boxes, like the picture of a TV set that has finished playing.

The old man didn't pay any attention to this, just looked at some data on the projection on the right, or stretched out his other hand and entered something on the projection.

"Great magician?" the data stopped, and his finger clicked on a column of data, and a video popped up.

This is a video of a great magician performing.

The performance here is a magician driving a huge truck to the stage, covering it with a huge iron cage, and when the audience can see it clearly, the iron cage is covered with a white curtain.

Then ask the audience to hold hands in a large circle and surround the white curtain. Soon the white cloth fell from above, and the truck disappeared and disappeared before the eyes of the audience!

"It's just grandstanding. The old man snorted coldly, "Could it be that the current magic can only use such inferior deceptive means, and even simple illusions can't be used?"

He clicked on a few videos of the so-called great magician again, and he also snorted coldly. When I saw the magic of "paper-cutting and turning into a moon", my face became better-looking.

"Hehe, it's still Maoshan Taoism, it's a bit interesting. ”

This video is about a magician who uses only a pair of scissors to cut a piece of white paper into a circle, and throws it into the air, and the round paper stops in the air for a while, slowly releasing brilliance.

Extremely bright, extremely dazzling, like a real moon hanging ten meters above the ground.

"Leng Jiang?" he remembered the name, "Isn't it too big to use Maoshan as magic to please the audience, and the gains outweigh the losses?"

"Illusion is called a paranormal function?"

"How did the little fairy art become a superstition again?"

"It seems that I have been gone for too long, and the world has really changed. The old man's hand left the computer console and slowly walked to the sleeping cocoon, "You were chosen by them as a pawn but didn't know it, maybe I didn't show up, and in two years you would be a duck." ”

He stroked the white hair that was scattered on his cheeks and chuckled, "I hope they won't see the clues until you grow up, but that's impossible." Soon you'll be on the run, young man. ”

"Fortunately, I have a lot of experience in escaping, so I can save you a lot of detours. At this point, he pondered for a moment, as if thinking of something, "I just don't know who they will send to stop or hunt you down this time." ”

The old man raised his head slightly, looking at the sky blocked by the tall buildings in the distance, and his eyes were empty, as if he was remembering some people at the beginning.

Or something.

There is no sunshine, but the eyes are full of gold. I can't see the sun, but I can feel the warmth of the sun. I can't see the sky, I can only feel a kind of emptiness.

Empty around, there is no physical object. There was not a hint of wind, no sound, only the sound of one's own slightly rapid breathing.

Breaking out of the cocoon, he knew he was dreaming. Maybe he was dreaming, he wasn't quite sure. He only knew that he had been hypnotized by others, and he should still be in that hypnotized state now.

He wasn't nervous because he didn't feel the other party's malice. Or rather, I didn't feel the malice of the "electronic dog".

The dogs can hypnotize themselves, and if it had been a week ago, it might have been a little surprising. But the strange encounters in the past few days have long since made him not feel too much surprise.

Except for curiosity.

In fact, at this moment, I don't know why I have such a peaceful state of mind, in the face of these days, if it is Zhang Mingming, I am afraid that it will really be like seeing a ghost, perhaps, because I have long had the concept of "ghost" or "god" in my heart, so I don't have too many feelings.

He knew that the electronic dog should not only let himself sleep, since he could let himself appear in this place, maybe it was like an adventure in a fantasy novel now.

Perhaps, this is the Chinese version of "Aladdin's magic lamp"! Of course, it could also be "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves"!

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing to be seen, only golden. He knew that this was not an ordinary hypnotic technique, at least not at the level of Chen Lightyear, so he felt calmer.

Since it can't wake up, there is no need to fight it, since its hypnotism is more advanced than Chen Lightyear's, maybe this electronic dog is a great magician's "pet".

The cocoon is very calm, without a trace of fire. He wanders around the empty and golden space, like a passerby, more like a tourist.

Of course, he was looking forward to it more.