"The scene I experienced was so real that I didn't think it was a fantasy. Yueju frowned slightly, bowed slightly, and turned her head to look at Mu Bai. I saw him sitting dignified and elegant, holding a blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, his fingertips rubbing the rim of the cup intentionally or unintentionally, his fingers were slender, his bones were distinct, and his skin was fair, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"That evil illusion is extremely powerful, even if it is Yeluo, it has not yet been able to escape, how do you know that you have been hit by an illusion but a real existence?" Ye Ji held his hands in front of his chest, stepped forward, entered the gaze of Yueju, and questioned.

Yue Tang supported her chin with one hand, held the silver jar in her palm, and her index finger subconsciously slapped it lightly on it, very rhythmically, fell into deep thought, seriously thinking about how to explain it, and then smiled and said, "Can you know five senses and six senses in the night season?"

Without waiting for Ye Ji to react, Yueju covered her mouth and chuckled, and replied to herself: "The six senses refer to a person's sensory senses, which are sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste and subconscious feeling. Subconscious sensations can be achieved by creating different visual and auditory sensations. If that evil ghost was really that powerful, he could at most create it along with his sense of smell, but what about the sense of touch? The sense of touch cannot be replicated by any illusion. ”

After that, Yueju lifted the covered bed, and was so frightened that Yeji Yeluo quickly turned his face, but saw Yueju rolling his eyes towards them, and sighed helplessly: "There are clothes, they are well dressed." ”

In order to resolve the momentary embarrassment, Ye Luo coughed uncomfortably and said, "Why did you lift the quilt when you were lying down well, it scared us." ”

Hearing this, Yue Tang suddenly felt that he seemed to be doing a lot of rudeness, but he seemed to be a little misunderstood, and cautiously looked at the figure who was pouring tea for himself, and the blush that had not yet dissipated exploded in an instant again, but he saw that the person was silent, still with a cold face, and the back of Yue Tangerine was cold, and he subconsciously shivered, pouted, pulled the shirt on his waist and abdomen, and stretched out his hand to twist the residual red.

Yue Tang took the sticky thing from his fingertips to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, a sweet breath wafted into the tip of his nose, and said with a smile: "You see, this is the evidence." ”

Sheng Hong was closest to Yue Tangerine, poked his head out and looked at the fingertips of Yue Tangerine, only to see a small piece of red, like sugar, with a sweet taste, and asked, "What is this?"

"This was left behind in the illusion. Yuetang's answer was firm and confident, which made Yeluo inevitably slightly surprised, and instantly understood what Yueju wanted to express.

It's just that Yeji hasn't figured it out yet, tilting his head, and asking with a confused face: "Although it is impossible to create a sense of touch in the illusion, if a person's subconscious feelings are too strong, such as fear or despair, he will consciously appear in his mind, and that fantasy acts in his heart, and it will also appear in the illusion of touch in the illusion." ”

"No matter how powerful the illusion is, it can use the subconscious sensations of manipulating people to create the sense of touch, but it can't make a physical object, and it's still so real that it can leave something stuck to my clothes. Yuetang's words were not slow, and every word fell into Yeji's ears, but he was so shocked that he retreated again and again, his face full of incredulity.

"But if she can force you into another plane, even if she doesn't alarm us, the God will definitely know. Ye Ji shook his head in disbelief, staring straight at the fingertips of Yue Tang, his mind kept recalling the situation at that time, Yue Tang was obviously standing with them, but he entered another real space, as if he wanted to fight something, Ye Ji stared at him in horror, and said, "Unless that evil demon is very familiar with Yue Tangerine's attributes, he can hide it from us." ”

That space was only visible to her, but it was not created through her consciousness by illusion, but it was real, and he, as the leader of the God-sama, did not even notice it.

Ye Ji couldn't accept such an absurd fact, as if someone was saying rampantly in his ear that a mere evil cultivator could be on par with the Lord God.

Who is the god Mubai? From the first time Yeji knew of the existence of such a god, Yeji knew that the future god had manifested a miracle at the moment of his tenth birthday. This is a proof of absolutely powerful talent, an invincible existence, the only being destined to be high.

Therefore, even if he has not yet succeeded in becoming a true god, he wants to call himself a god, and no one in the entire Heavenly Court dares to say a word. But this one and only legend, was defeated.

It was hard to imagine how high that evil talent cultivation was to be able to achieve such a point.

"How can that evil spirit have such a high level of cultivation, you are not deceiving us. Nightji shook her head in panic, suddenly feeling angry at Tsukitachibana's lying, or rather resentful at that possibility.

"I guess that's why God-sama is willing to take me with me. Yueju sat on the edge of the bed next to Sheng Hong, thinking about the moment she felt when she entered the city gate, her heart flowed with warmth, she bent her eyebrows and winked playfully at Mu Bai, her cheeks were crimson, her eyes were sparkling, and she was extremely gentle and obedient.

Hearing the sound, Mu Bai put down the tea bowl and raised his eyes gently, looking at the earnest smile of the moon orange as if he was inviting merit, the corners of his lips raised slightly, as if he had a little smile, his eyes were still cold, and the moon orange couldn't see it really, so he didn't dare to speculate.

looked at each other, looked at each other without saying a word, but knew it in their hearts. It's a wonderful tacit understanding, but it seems to be taken for granted.

"Could it be that Lord God knew about this evil spirit from the beginning, but what can the evil ghost have to do with the moon orange?" Ye Ji put his fingertips in his hair and pulled it outwards vigorously, his movements were simple and funny, which made Sheng Hong laugh and quipped, "Don't talk about it, no one likes bald heads." ”

Ye Luo sighed helplessly, looked at Mu Bai, and then at Yue Tang, always felt that the atmosphere between them seemed to become a little strange at some point, and then looked at Ye Ji, who was half angry with Shenghong, and patiently explained: "Lord God naturally knows everything, and Yue Tang is the key to unlocking why this evil ghost exists." ”

"But why would a little demon like Yuetang, who has only just cultivated into a human form, become the key to unlocking this desolate city that has been barren for tens of thousands of years?" Ye Ji still didn't understand, and continued to ask. For the first time in his history, Ye Luo was stopped by Ye Ji's question, and unconsciously followed his curiosity, and turned his head to look at Mu Bai.

Mu Bai took a sip of tea calmly, his tone was deep, with a hint of coldness, he gently looked around the few people in front of him, and finally landed on Yue Tang indifferently, unable to see the emotion, only listening to him say coldly: "What do you see in the city?"

Yue Tang retracted his gaze, afraid that he would accidentally fall into those deep eyes, lowered his eyes, subconsciously lifted the hair that was covering his eyes, pulled it behind his ears, and smiled, quite shy, coughing uncomfortably, but like a well-behaved child who had been trained.

"I saw three scenes, one of which was a deserted street, full of ruins, as if it had been burned by someone's fire, and as if it had been decayed by no one for a long time. Although the movements are docile and gentle, the thinking has not been affected, and they are still orderly and slowly.

"The second scene is still that street, but the street is very prosperous, and some people say that the Su family gave birth to a beautiful female doll, saying that when the son of the Su family marries, thousands of miles of red luan stars come to lead this rare marriage, the whole city is immersed in a red joy, people come and go, the noon sun is particularly large, and the restaurant is very lively. I think this is what the city looked like at the beginning, and the first thing I saw was the last sight of the city. ”

"And the third scene is a little girl holding a sugar gourd and suddenly crashing into my arms, so there are some sugar chips sticky. Yueju took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sticky pieces from her fingertips, and continued: "That girl looks very cute, and she is not afraid of life when she looks at me, as if she not only knows me, but also is very familiar with me. But suddenly, the girl turned into a corpse with only skin and bones, and clamped me tightly in place. Then came the other side of the street, and many people who looked like her kept running towards me. ”

"At first they begged me to save them, and then they screamed that I was the murderer of all this. Yuetang's gaze darkened a little, the palm of her right hand spread out, covering her head, touching a soft layer of hair, and her index finger inadvertently tapping lightly, patting and patting, this is a small habit she developed when thinking about problems, and she didn't even notice it.

"I think there must have been some misunderstanding in this, so that they would think that I had hurt them. A whole city, like that, did not seem to be an ordinary plague or infectious disease, but was contaminated with something evil, as if it had been sucked dry of blood, but it did not die. And the black charcoal of the piles of ashes and sticks, I would venture to guess, was the place where those men were burned alive. ”

With that, Tsukibana felt a headache, and reached out to gently rub her temples, as if someone had forcibly embedded a memory in her mind that didn't belong to her. It was a sunny summer, and the chirping of cicadas sounded very sharp with the sound of people crying and fighting.

A group of people dressed in bronze armor, mixed with thick black and red brocade silk, wearing tight silk cloth on their mouths and noses, wearing long knives at their waists, and dragging a rough and hard iron rope in their hands, followed by rows of bumpy people, they wore a simple cloth coat, and the clothes were empty, tightly supported by the white bones wrapped in dry skin. They were pushed onto mountains of dry wood and dry branches.

They struggled, cried, tried to run, but were handcuffed to the chains, and joined the others towards the pile. In order to prevent them from scurrying, the fence is surrounded by strong and sharp wooden piers, which continue to spread outward with the influx of people, and finally squeeze in, reducing the distance between space and people.

Yuetang's heart beat faster and faster, until the last person was locked inside, a dozen young and sturdy general-looking men rode horses, holding a large jar of liquor in their hands, and the aroma of wine wafting in the air was not intoxicating at this time, like a poisonous snake that was constantly approaching, step by step, splashing down, attracting a piercing scream and shout.

The blazing flames outnumbered the sun setting in the sky, rising tens of meters in height and burning the entire sky red.

Despair, pain, relief......