"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 Yun Yi, who had been sleeping on the side and had been trying to wake up, and said, "Since he gave me such a chance, 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 Yun Yi's head, as if to feel something, and at this moment a hologram was added to him, full of obscure symbols and the like.

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, thunder and 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.

As soon as he moved his fingers, a mirror appeared on Yun Yi's 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 landing point falls on the computer in the bedroom.

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

The arc of electricity falls on the main computer and the display immediately appears in dense snowflake dots, and no desktop or other dialog boxes are displayed, 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.

"Senior magician?" the data stopped, and his finger tapped 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.

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 the videos of several so-called senior magicians again, and he also snorted coldly.

When I saw the magic of a big magician "cutting paper and turning the moon", my face became a little better.

"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 host and slowly walked to the sleeping Yunyi, "You were chosen by them as a pawn but didn't know it, maybe if I didn't show up, you would be a duck in two years." ”

He stroked the white hair that was scattered on his cheeks and chuckled, "I hope they won't see the signs 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. Speaking of this, he pondered for a moment, as if thinking of something, "I just don't know what identity the demon hunter will appear in 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, but I could hear my own breathing a little faster.

Yun Yi knew he was dreaming.

Maybe he was dreaming, he wasn't quite sure.

He only knew very well that he should have been hypnotized by others, and he should still be in a state of hypnotization.

He wasn't nervous, because he didn't feel the malice of the other party, or rather, the malice of the "animatronic 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, Yun Yi didn't know why he had 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, it is because I already have the concept of "ghost" or "god" in my heart, so I don't feel too much.

He believes that the electronic dog should not only let himself sleep, since he can let himself appear in this place, maybe it is 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.

This is not an ordinary hypnosis, at least not something that can be achieved at Chen Guangnian's level. That's why Yun Yi feels calmer.

Because, I can't wake up.

Since you can't wake up, there's no need to fight it.

Since its hypnotism is more advanced than Chen Guangnian's, it is not possible that this electronic dog is a "pet" of a great magician.

Yun Yi was calm, without a trace of fire.

He wandered around the empty and golden space, like a passerby.

More like a tourist.

Of course, he was looking forward to it more.

A more powerful electronic dog than Chen Guangnian - even if he is not a magician - should be able to point himself in.

Anyone who can simply hypnotize himself, even if it is just a "dog", should also have this ability to guide himself.

So, Yun Yi stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

After this snap of his fingers, a flower or a cigarette or any other small object he has on his hand should appear.

However, nothing appeared.

At this time, he was stunned for a moment.

He looked at himself, and it was still the same clothes, and he hadn't changed a bit.

Inside this dress, there are small props for his daily practice.

It's just that now, no one has listened to his command to "run" out.

It feels like those things are still there.

"I made a mistake just now? It's impossible, I've practiced these little movements more than 10,000 times, and I won't make a mistake at all. ”

Instead of snapping his fingers again, he leaned his hand forward and grabbed it.

There was still nothing left on his hands.

Space constraints?

Impossible!

I'm hypnotized now, as in a dream, and there is no possibility of space constraints. Unless, it's infinitely close to reality, and it's a reality that can only exist in games.

In reality, it seems that there is no space constraint.

"There is no space in your reality, but there is in mine, but you can't reach it yet. So, those little moves of yours are completely unworkable here. ”

A slightly old voice sounded in the empty space, giving Yun Yi a sense of etherealism.

The sound seemed to come from a somewhat hazy sky above, and it seemed to come from all directions.

The sound did not disperse, it was very clear, as if in a small and confined environment, so that Yun Yi could hear it extremely clearly, without a little auditory hallucination.

Because I had been prepared for a long time, I didn't seem to be much surprised by this sudden voice.

He looked at the place where the voice had come from, and his face was calm, as if an old acquaintance had called him upstairs for dinner.