Chapter Seventy-One: Heart to Youlan

The scene in front of me was like an ant-eaten embankment that crumbled in an instant. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info That voice was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and it became a hammer that shattered the world.

The tip of the nose seems to have a faint fragrance of orchid dissipating, and the last afterglow leads to a white trance. Where is the reality, where is the illusion?

That experience was so real, so real that it was unforgettable, as if the wound that separated the heart of the child in the small dark room was on Su Bai's body.

He touched his chest, his heart was still beating, but the frequency was very rapid, after all, the experience was too exciting. Su Bai's back was already wet with cold sweat.

"Is that me?"

The immature but somewhat hoarse voice sounded behind him, and Su Bai suddenly woke up from his trance. He wiped his moist forehead, and the bitterness at the corners of his mouth was masked by a faint loneliness. He turned, crouched down, and stroked the head of the child behind him who was tugging at the corner of his clothes, and his eyes were doting with an unconcealed pampering.

Children are very caressed with big hands, as docile as puppies, and wantonly accept the pampering of their owners. For a person, his world may be more than this world, but for many pets, their world is just the person who spoils them.

The crow is just like a puppy, and he is content to follow his world.

Su Bai didn't answer the crow's question because he didn't know how to answer it. It was so real, it was like it had really happened in his lost memories for a few years.

Moreover, the breath of the crow is so intimate, even though it is like a dynamite to others. But this breath instinctively made Su Bai feel close, and it was also invisibly close to Su Bai.

Therefore, although he and the crow are not brothers, they are more inseparable than brothers. Because they experience the same ups and downs that many people cannot experience in their lifetime, they should live and die together.

This breath is a bond that maintains the bond and destiny of the two of them.

Su Bai didn't want to answer, he was worried that this bond would break at some point, in the process of regaining his lost memories.

Compared with the past and the truth, Su Bai is currently more concerned about the life and death of him and the witch crow. Without the abundance of wings to resist the danger in front of him, any secrets that were dug up in the depths of his heart would not help him or the ravens and hunters in their confrontation.

Su Bai looked around, his brows furrowed unconsciously. Living in crisis for a long time, he is instinctively sensitive to changes in the environment around him.

The surrounding scenery is still the same scenery, but Shuiling Town is no longer the Shuiling Town in that fantasy world.

A butterfly disappeared from the corner of his eye, but Su Bai's perception dissipated a wisp of orchid fragrance.

Only then did Su Bai remember that when they stepped into this town, they unconsciously smelled a faint fragrance, which was not easy to perceive as if it was the smell of unknown wildflowers on the side of the road.

It was not easy to notice that Su Bai had left the illusion world at this moment, only to find that the smell of this Gu people's mind had dissipated and lost its effectiveness, so he woke up like a dream.

What a strange ability, unconsciously can make people fall into a deep illusion, if you can't crack this illusion, then wouldn't it be like a living dead for the rest of your life?

Su Bai sighed in his heart that the weirdness of this power, compared to the ruthlessness of people such as Yang Zhennan and Su Hungry Ghost Dao, this ability to cause people to fall into an illusion is more easy to kill invisibly. Perhaps when a person falls into this illusion, the spirited person will unconsciously walk behind him and harvest life like a mustard mowing grass.

When Su Bai walked out of the illusion, he felt the restless blood in his body, and Su Bai knew what kind of thing it was that could make people fall into the illusion. The silent blood of sin in the heart vaguely became active again.

Only when the blood invades the body will the blood in the body become so strange.

It's just that this blood is much weaker than the blood of the witch crow. The level of the blood riot is like the difference between a candle flame and a burning forest fire.

Then, in other words, it is not unreasonable for this watery town to be called a ghost town by the outside world. At least...... There's a great man here.

Su Bai looked at where he and the crow were now, right in the middle of the streets of this town. The houses on both sides of the street remained the same as before, except that each room had closed its doors, and the houses were empty, long gone. The streets are filled with the rancid stench of rotting food, and the broken lanterns are covered in spider silk, allowing the wind to blow and sway in the gloomy air. It gives the town an air of desolation even more.

The little crow's head was dangling, and a pair of big blood-red eyes stared at something in the sky, looking in the direction of the mountain behind the town.

It seems that the man did not intend to hide his intentions.

Su Bai thought to himself, but from the time they entered Shuiling Town to the present, they had just fallen into an illusion, and if anyone had murderous thoughts during this period, Su Bai would have died hundreds of times. Besides, Su Bai and his party didn't have any malicious intent, they were just passing by this place, and if there was any local owner, Su Bai would not pose any threat to him. Everyone goes their own way, and it is best to be safe and sound.

Smelling the faint fragrance of orchids in the air, Su Bai led the crow towards the mountain behind the town. Dark butterflies fluttered in the air, hovering in twos and threes. However, five steps and a cluster, like clusters of wildflowers blooming randomly on the side of the road, these butterflies also form a route, which seems to guide Su Bai towards the back mountain.

Su Bai suddenly realized, this familiar fragrance of orchid, and the smell that is absent in the environment, and the smell that I can't grasp when I broke the illusion at that time, isn't it the same taste?

However, why did this familiar feeling, this faint orchid, seem to have smelled it as early as Nanli Subai?

The butterfly is black, as if it is a consciousness that can suck people, like a black hole, at the edge of its wings, but there is a faint blue halo, which makes people feel that this butterfly is so unreal, as if it is a product of a dream.

Su Bai curiously grabbed a ghostly butterfly, and the ghostly butterfly fell into Su Bai's hands, and the dark blue halo suddenly dissipated, flapped his wings twice, and let out a strange cry, turning into a cloud of black smoke and dust that dissipated on Su Bai's slender fingertips.

Su Bai was startled by the strange scream, which was not a sound that insects could make at all. It was a ghost-like cry, like a scream of extreme fright. The voice was so sharp that it made Subai's eardrums ache, and made the little face of the witch crow put on a tormented expression. The sound seemed to be able to capture people's souls, so that Su Bai's consciousness was briefly blank.

With palpitations, Su Bai didn't dare to touch these seemingly harmless butterflies anymore, and honestly walked along this road to the back mountain. It's just that Su Bai also made a certain number in his heart, this kind of weird phantom butterfly is definitely the factor that makes him fall into an illusion, or one of them. Moreover, from the touch just now, Su Bai also knew that these butterflies were ...... In fact, it is bloody.

So, what kind of person is there at the end of this road?