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Li Mengnan beckoned Wu Ansu, who had buried the explosives bag, to hide behind the service desk, twisted the two leads together, conjured a match, and wiped it on the sole of his shoe, and a cluster of orange-yellow flames ignited with the pungent smoke of gunpowder.

The bright flames were like naughty children, even if they were half a meter apart, Wu Ansu could still faintly feel the warmth emanating from this little firelight, which was completely different from the appearance on the lighter last time.

"Matches? Why don't you just transmog the flames? You can do it, right? ”

Wu An Su was like a curious baby who had just entered kindergarten, almost completely oblivious, and there were still a large number of hostages waiting for them to rescue at the moment.

"Personal habits, living at home, can save a little." Li Mengnan replied thoughtlessly.

It's not that he doesn't want to explain to Wu Ansu, but this seemingly inconspicuous detail is actually quite complicated if explained.

One of the characteristics of the use of illusion is that it is easy to transform a stationary object, but it is difficult to transform a moving object, because a moving object has an additional temporal property than a static object.

It may be difficult to understand this, but imagine that the seemingly continuous images we watch are actually composed of 24 or more still images per second, and the same is true for the illusion of objects.

However, the transmogrification of moving objects is not as simple as simply stacking pictures like in the film, because the illusionist has to analyze not only the composition of the object itself, but also the trajectory of such an object, so as to cast a flawless illusion.

The consumption of mental power by such continuous illusions is huge, and the difference between the consumption of spiritual power between moving and stationary objects of the same strength is as high as dozens of times.

However, in the long-term use, the generations of tricksters have gradually summed up a trick that is close to cheating - because the cause of illusion comes from the human brain's perception of the world, the pursuit of the ultimate real illusion also follows the law of the real world.

This technique has always been used by magicians, but it has never been named, and Li Mengnan generally calls it the "law of cause and effect", much like the Buddhist saying.

To put it simply, it is to transform the complex structure of the "cause" through guò to obtain the complex structure of the "effect".

Just like Li Mengnan could not directly obtain the "fruit" of the explosion through guò transfiguration, but he could indirectly achieve it through the "cause" of guò sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal.

The same is true for a fire that is drawn from a match.

The biggest benefit of the Law of Cause and Effect is not only to save mental energy, but most importantly, it can conjure up a lot of dynamic illusions on its own that cannot be obtained directly.

For example, the explosion, the random and irregular gas and flame expansion effect, even the fastest computer in the world cannot accurately calculate and simulate, let alone calculate and simulate the number jù is much lower than the human brain of a computer.

Although the tricksters of the past have not been able to figure out the origin of the "law of cause and effect" in their lifetimes, this does not prevent the "law of cause and effect" from becoming a crucial rule in the use of illusion.

Rumble! Rumble!

Black powder is far less powerful than fertilizer explosives, but it is enough to deal with a wall of earth that is not very strong.

With two slightly muffled loud noises in front and back, the broken clods of earth scattered in all directions, and a large amount of floating dust stirred up by the explosion shrouded the entire front hall space in a layer of haze-like gray yellow, and it was almost impossible to see five fingers.

Although Wu Ansu, who was hiding behind the marble service desk, was not affected by the explosion, his ears were shaken by the loud sound and he temporarily lost his hearing.

Resisting the strong nausea caused by the concussion in his internal organs, Wu Ansu jumped out of the service desk with one hand and rushed into the thick dust that was still tumbling with his memory.

"This stupid girl is really ...... with long breasts and no brains"

Li Mengnan shook his head, raised the mobile phone with the camera turned on, pinpointed the location of the hijacker, and went straight to the rear under the cover of smoke and dust.

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Di Lingyun is a real name.

If it is in a novel with the theme of martial arts Xianxia, with such a domineering name, even if he is not a protagonist, at least he will be a peerless master with considerable scenes.

It's a pity that reality is not as beautiful and dramatic as fiction after all.

According to the popular saying on the Internet, Di Lingyun is a sling.

Although this word, which has long been used on the streets, has now become a self-deprecating term for many people who are unsatisfactory in life, compared with Di Lingyun, those so-called hanging silks are just pseudo-hangings who do not know the blessings in the midst of blessings.

At the age of 14, he dropped out of school and went home to farm, and at the age of 16, he went south with his fellow villagers to work, and the joy of getting his salary at the end of the first month has long been exhausted by years of repetitive work, and all that remains is endless confusion about the future.

He once thought about working to make a lot of money, so he married a wife and had children in this bright big city, and then took over his parents who had worked in the countryside for most of his life, and became a glamorous and beautiful city person.

It's a pity that after he entered the city, he gradually learned that his salary of more than 2,000 yuan, which is comparable to his parents' annual income from farming, is only a few slightly better banquets in the city, and the house price is often hundreds of thousands or millions.

Those who are all over Luo Qi are not silkworm breeders.

It is a heart-wrenching irony that a person who has built countless skyscrapers with his own hands cannot but have a cabin of his own that can shelter from the wind and rain.

Di Lingyun once talked about a girlfriend, who was a girl as simple as a pool of clear water, and she was also a working girl who came to the big city with a beautiful dream.

Like many men who fall in love for the first time, Di Lingyun is very fond of this fellow villager girl named Xiaowei, and has never done anything deviant after nearly half a year of getting along, for fear of destroying this pure beauty.

He thought that the two could go on hand in hand happily like this, but until one day, Xiaowei broke up with him without warning, without any reason, as if she had become another person.

He almost collapsed, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant, and he couldn't figure out why the girl who had been tender and sweet a few days ago had suddenly become so cruel and ruthless.

About a month after the breakup, Di Lingyun accidentally saw Xiaowei on the street, she was even more beautiful, with the trendiest hairstyle, holding the latest mobile phone, and snuggling in the arms of a bald old man old enough to be her father in a sweet and greasy voice that he had never heard before.

Di Lingyun was furious, picked up a brick on the side of the road like a mad bull and rushed forward...... Then, he was knocked down on the cold concrete floor by a punch from a strong man next to the bald old man who didn't know whether it was a bodyguard or a driver.

He still clearly remembers that after Xiaowei dissuaded the bald old man from reporting the crime, she squatted in front of him and said something with a complicated expression.

"Lingyun, this is the rule of this society, cruel and realistic, you can choose to fight, but you have no right to ask others to be the same as you."

Since then, Di Lingyun has become silent, and after getting off work every day, he no longer brags and gossip with his co-workers, but just lies on the bed and plays with his mobile phone alone.

He has no ability to break the rules, let alone change his fate, the only thing he can do is to hide in the shadows and silently **** the wounds in his heart.

Loneliness is a one's carnival.

Over time, Di Lingyun began to like this kind of life, because on the Internet, there is no discrimination and no suspicion.

As long as you are righteous enough, there will be people who will call you brothers and sisters without drinking or eating, and as long as you are funny enough, there will be girls who will favor you without flowers and gifts.

This is his paradise.

There is an old saying that "if you walk a lot at night, you will eventually meet a ghost", and he has been floating in heaven for so long, and Di Lingyun was also fortunate to meet a real angel.

It was a girl called "Hollow Angel", and her WeChat avatar was a bewitching young girl.

Of course, after so many years on the Internet, Di Lingyun never believed in the so-called beauty photos, after all, which girl does not have a beauty artifact in her mobile phone now, and what attracts him is the other party's screen name that seems to be sad.

Di Lingyun is accustomed to chatting with girls with such names and a faint green atmosphere, because most of such girls are still full of youthful and romantic fantasies, and it is easier to open up to strangers.

At first, he didn't pay extra attention to this "hollow angel", but just chatted casually like other strangers in WeChat.

But as his understanding deepened, he became more and more intuitive, and the beautiful girl on the avatar was probably the "Hollow Angel" herself.

Although the other party never mentions his appearance, and he never updates and modifies the so-called selfies in the album from time to time like other girls, the kind of lonely self-appreciation that is inadvertently revealed between the lines of the chat cannot be faked.

In order to prove his guess, Di Lingyun decided to meet this "hollow angel" in person.

Probably because they were more familiar with the conversation, and the other party didn't take much precautions, Di Lingyun asked for the other party's school address very smoothly.

"Hollow Angel" is really the girl in the photo, although she is not so charming and amorous without makeup, but she has a little more clean and fresh temperament unique to students, which can't help but remind Di Lingyun of his ex-girlfriend Xiaowei.

Although this girl is far much prettier than Xiaowei.

Di Lingyun suddenly found that he had found that heartbeat feeling again, but the other party was obviously very disappointed, and left in a hurry with a few perfunctory words politely, under the pretext that he still had homework to write.

But Di Lingyun did not intend to give up, since he found that the "Hollow Angel" had significantly less contact with him on the Internet, he changed his contact information to write letters, and also sent some cheap or expensive gifts to the other party from time to time.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this, how could it cost nothing to pursue a girl, and he wasn't so simple that he thought that just a few handwritten courtship letters could move the other party's heart.

Di Lingyun firmly believed that sincerity was open, and firmly believed that the other party would be moved by his sincerity, so in order not to give the other party a chance to refuse immediately, he did not even indicate his address on all the letters and gifts he sent.

Half a year has passed, and Di Lingyun thinks that the time is ripe...... In fact, for him, the time must be ripe, because at this moment he has long been shy in his pocket, and he is no longer able to continue this kind of money-burning pursuit.

So he came to Sanshan City by car and dialed the other party's mobile phone with great expectations.

Rejection, rejection, and finally direct shutdown.

Di Lingyun's hands and feet were cold, as if the blood from his whole body had been drained in an instant.

Impossible...... Impossible...... Obviously I am paying so hard, why doesn't she even answer my phone?

Could it be that she, like Xiaowei's slut, found other men?

No! Impossible!

I need to see her! I need her to give me an explanation!

In a trance, Di Lingyun didn't know what he had done, but he vaguely heard a chaotic noise and a woman's scream.

When he came to his senses, he found himself holding a switchblade against the throat of a five or six-year-old boy, surrounded by a large number of police.

He could even faintly feel a cold, deathly aura somewhere above his head locking onto his brow.

Boundless fear instantly filled Di Lingyun's whole body, he knew that he had no way out, but he was unwilling to be caught like this, carefully observed the terrain and cautiously hid behind the hostages, and gradually retreated to the underground supermarket of the shopping mall behind him.

The terrain in the supermarket is difficult and there is a lot of food and drinking water, and if you make good use of it, you can deal with the police for a while more until the police find Minnie Mouse and bring her to him at his request.

Di Lingyun didn't think about escaping, in fact, he didn't think he could escape from such a tight lockdown by the police, he just wanted to see Minnie Mouse again, and spending time with her might be the last time in his life.

But then Di Lingyun found out that it was a trap, and at the same time that the police brought the girl he had been thinking about in front of him, they launched a strong attack on him from the entrances of two different directions.

It is said that a person's sense of time will be infinitely extended at the moment of death, and Di Lingyun clearly saw the muzzle of the gun raised at him by the special police officer who broke through the door, and the fingers that seemed to be slowly pulling.

Without the recollection of the legendary fragments of his life, the fear of death made his brain go blank, and he only subconsciously covered his head and face with his hands, even though he knew that such a ridiculous act was meaningless in the face of bullets.

However, the expected gunfire did not appear, and after a few seconds of silence, Di Lingyun was surprised to find that he was still alive.

The two exits of the supermarket have been completely closed, and what separates this qiē is actually two huge walls that cannot be explained but are real.

Emperor Lingyun didn't believe in gods, and even if he had faith, he didn't believe that a god with a three-foot-tall head would perform miracles for someone like him...... If he really was a man favored by the gods, he would not have come to such a desperate situation today.