Chapter Seventy-Three: The Illusion Is Broken
The four of them left marks in different corners of the pavilion that only they knew, and when they were done, Yun Wutong was the first to set off this time, walking up the curved mountain road on the left side of the pavilion, and the scenery on both sides remained the same. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"In case, we are really back in that pavilion, how are we going to get out?"
Mu Ling was framed by Mu Lingchen and Mu Lingfeng left and right, and she began to worry about how she would get out of this illusion if she really returned to the pavilion that she didn't want to see. After climbing the mountain for so long, tired and hungry, and mentally stressed, Mu Ling's entire little face turned pale.
"Mu Ling, don't worry, there will always be a way, this is just an introductory test, there shouldn't be any danger, even if we can't get out, the people from Cangxinmen should know about it and will take us out." Besides, you forgot, I have a tong flute. ”
Yun Wutong turned her head and comforted Mu Ling, maybe her cultivation was higher than theirs, except for feeling a layer of dense sweat on her back, sticky and uncomfortable, her physical strength and spirit were not bad.
"Hmm."
Mu Ling wanted to agree, but she really didn't have much strength.
"Girl, it seems that your method is very effective."
Qian Yan said suddenly, and when the puzzled Yun Wutong was about to ask why he was so sure, the pavilion that had appeared in front of them twice was still in that position, that look, standing quietly on the side of the road.
"Say, are you sure this pavilion is the one we left a mark?"
Yun Wutong wondered, before it was determined, why was Qianyan so sure?
"Yes or no, just go and see."
Qianyan pretended to be mysterious, and it sounded quite good.
"Forget it, if you say yes, then it must be, you are a god, as long as you check it with your divine sense, you will know."
Yun Wutong said frustratedly, how could she forget, she is a god.
Yun Wutong stood in front of the pavilion and didn't move, and when the three Mu Ling finally arrived out of breath, then he spoke:
"It seems that my guess is right, we have been playing in circles in the illusion, and this should be the test that the illusion gives us."
Mu Lingfeng handed Mu Ling over to Mu Lingchen, walked into the pavilion by himself, and looked at the place where the mark had been left before, until there was also a frustration on his face, and then he sighed.
"Big brother, how's it going?"
Mu Ling asked unrelentingly.
"It's exactly as Miss Yun said."
Mu Lingfeng didn't say much, but the affirmative tone still made Mu Ling suddenly break free of Mu Lingchen's hand holding her, rushed to the pavilion in a few steps, and found the mark of her flow.
And Yun Wutong, dangling to the place where she left a mark, the English inscription translated into "My name is Yun Wutong" clearly reminds Yun Wutong that everything is as she said.
"Ahh We've really spent nearly three hours walking around in the same place! ”
Mu Ling wailed, the mark she carved herself, there would be no fake, this time it became a fact in front of her, making her want to cry without tears.
The illusion test of this second level has already made her unbearable.
"Along the way, there is nothing else except this pavilion, I think, the key should be in this pavilion."
Yun Wutong helped Mu Ling up and let her sit on the stool on the left.
After looking around the pavilion, he said slowly.
"Miss Yun, do you see something?"
Mu Lingfeng was also looking at the pavilion, the pavilion was so big, no matter how closely he looked at it, he had already finished reading it.
"If you want to say that this pavilion is special, it should be this table, the top is very smooth, not like an ordinary table."
Yun Wutong sat on the stone bench on the right, stretched out his hand and slowly slid on the tabletop, the touch under his fingers was smooth and delicate, reflecting her and Mu Ling with an embarrassed face.
Yun Wutong's words made Mu Lingfeng and Mu Lingchen also stand at the table, and on the small table, only Mu Ling and Yun Wutong were allowed to occupy one side, and Mu Ling even lay directly on it.
"Anyway, let's rest and think about what the mystery is."
Mu Lingfeng handed a new kettle to Yun Wutong, helped Mu Ling up, and brought some dry food and water to her.
I don't know why, Yun Wutong always feels that there is something wrong with this table, in such a simple and simple pavilion, why is there a table that looks like jade but not jade?
Could it be that this pavilion is an illusion, and only this table is the only real thing?
But how can you tell the difference?
wanted to ask Qianyan, and thought that Qianyan had said it, he didn't interfere, and asked Yun Wutong to make his own decision, and Yun Wutong, who wanted to prove it to Qianyan, gritted his teeth and looked carefully at the table inside and out.
His attention was on the table, and he didn't pay much attention to the kettle from which he had just taken a sip of water.
The kettle was a wooden gourd with an uneven bottom, and Yun Wutong did not press the plug of the gourd mouth tightly, so he put the gourd on the table so carelessly.
"Yikes!"
Mu Ling exclaimed, so frightened that Yun Wutong didn't know what was wrong, his eyes followed the position of Mu Ling's finger, but found that there was a burst of white light on the desktop.
It was this light that made Mu Ling, who had been lying on the table continue, scream.
The light flowed, gradually weakening, the gourd that Yun Wutong drank was pouring there, and water continued to flow out of the gourd's mouth, and the water flow gradually spread all over the tabletop, and the original light on the tabletop showed a picture at this moment.
Yun Wutong picked up the gourd and the tong flute she had just put down, and looked at the picture carefully.
In the picture, it is none other than the four of them, and the location inside is this pavilion. The difference, though, is that to the right of the pavilion, a newly curvy road extends into the distance.
This road was only two feet wide like the road on the left where they had walked three times, but to Yun Wutong's surprise, when she looked up and actually looked for this road, she found nothing.
But in the picture, the road is very clear.
"Plainly, what's going on?"
Yun Wutong was surprised, but the Tong flute in his hand emitted a softer green light at this moment, the Tong flute flew out of Yun Wutong's hand, and pointed to the right side of the pavilion in the air, and the green light was also flashing, as if indicating something.
"Girl, follow the flute."
Shallow Yan finally spoke.
"Is there really a road on the right? Why didn't I see anything. ”
"You've broken the illusion, just walk over."
Tong Di moved up and down, signaling Yun Wutong to hurry up, this is exactly what Qian Yan was telling Mu Ling and the three of them, what Yun Wutong's Tong Di had discovered.
Mu Lingfeng was the first to react, he walked up to Yun Wutong's side and asked uncertainly:
"Miss Yun, did you make a discovery of your flute?"
"Well, my flute was wet with water just now, and it touched the eye of the illusion, which is the table, and it flew up, and it asked us to follow, there is a road on the right."
Yun Wutong explained simply, whether this is the case, she is going to wait until she goes out and ask Qianyan carefully.
"So, let's go, what are you waiting for?"
Mu Ling also reacted, grabbed Yun Wutong, and chased in the direction of Tong Di.
She just can't wait to get out.
Yun Wutong, who was pulled, turned his head and glanced at the pavilion behind him, but found that the pavilion was quietly changing its appearance.
In a moment, it became what it was in that picture.
And above the pavilion, a plaque with black characters on a white background is telling Yun Wutong that the original pavilion is called the Water Pavilion. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )