Since there was no way out of the gate, I looked at the small wooden door.

"Have you ever seen someone who brought you something to eat from?"

He shook his head, aware of the strangeness of the door, and his expression darkened to the naked eye. The little face was entangled and was about to cry. I could only comfort him a few words. He moved forward and lowered his body to push the small wooden door.

I didn't see any loosening from pushing left and right, so I had to give up.

When I turned my head to look, the child was gone.

……

Is this playing tricks on me?

When I stood up, I noticed that there seemed to be more books. And there was an extra desk, which was leaning against the door. On the chair in front of the desk, a figure is slowly emerging.

The figure was dressed in clothes that resembled those of a child, and I walked over and gently placed my hand on his shoulder. I want to see if I'm also physical this time.

When I came across him solidly, it caught his attention.

Sure enough, his face was very similar to that of a child. Just looks a few years older.

"Who are you?" He asked.

I opened my mouth, and the first question was still the same: "Are you Xia Qiao?" ”

“*****”

The same situation made me sigh, it seems that Ling's purpose is not just to let me find his name, if he is really Xia Qiao, then why did Ling let me see his growth?

Is it because of the boredom that made me feel my personal bitter memories, and then compromised to save Xia Qiao?

But Xia Qiao didn't have a tattoo with a charm like Bu Du, and he hadn't heard Xia Qiao say that he was holding the same talisman as Ah Yan.

So......

I looked at the boy's face seriously, and a new thought came to mind.

"Do you know Bourtuk?"

I had barely finished my sentence and before he could respond, I was interrupted by a long knife stabbing from behind the door.

The blade went straight through the boy's body, and there was a spell engraved on it that I had ever seen.

I took a few steps back, and saw the young man who looked a little similar to Xia Qiao spitting blood from his mouth and falling. In the end, it disappeared without a trace like a fantasy.

What's the situation......

It happened so fast that I didn't have the heart to think about what was going on.

When the knife was returned, it vanished as if it had been pulled away, leaving only a tiny hole in the door.

"Hmm??? Isn't this Shi Yao? ”

Xia Qiao's voice came from behind the door.

Startled, I looked carefully at the source of the sound.

In the crack in the door, I saw Xia Qiao's eyes.

"Why are you here?" Xia Qiao asked. His eyes wandered around through the crack in the door, and he continued, "Wait, I'll go over now." ”

Come here?

I looked around the room.

I don't know where he's coming from.

Could it be ......

I looked at the desk against the door, thought for a moment and stepped forward and forcefully moved it away.

Since you say you're coming, it's the fastest way to break the door in front of you and get in.

"What are you doing?" But I didn't want Xia Qiao's voice to come from behind me.

When he turned his head to look over, he didn't see Xia Qiao's figure, and he looked up. A hole was silently opened in the ceiling, and Xia Qiao looked at me condescendingly.

I looked up at the hole in the ceiling that Xia Qiao had opened in some way, and there were many sensations that needed to be spoken, twisted together to make people feel suffocating.

"If you have something to say, come up and talk about it......" With that, he stretched out his scabbard and pulled me up.

The place is a fantasy but real anomaly, the turbid air visible to the naked eye is filled with a disgusting smell, and there is no end in sight. To be honest, it's a bit like the Land of Daylight I've been to.

But......

The Land of Daylight didn't make me feel any discomfort, and here it is...... It makes me shudder. I can't tell you what that feeling is, but I don't want to be here.

The foul smell penetrates the nasal passages, and even if you try your best to cover your nose, it won't help.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Qiao asked.

I shook my head, I could guess that everything here would not react to Xia Qiaoqi. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to meet me here, or rather, he would have had to choose this place.

Turning back to look at the hole again, I found that the desk I had removed had returned to its original position, and even the figure of the young man Xia Qiao had killed had returned to its original appearance, as if it had never been destroyed.

Xia Qiao also came over to take a look, and muttered, "Sure enough, it's changed back." ”

"Do you know what's going on?"

"Of course." He smiled slyly and added, "This is my own illusion after all." ”

He finally didn't ask any questions about why I was covering my nose, and turned to talk about what had happened to me here.

As Xia Qiao said, this is his fantasy, the two children and teenagers I met are both from the past, my conjecture is not wrong, Ling's original plan was to let me find Xia Qiao's name.

But I couldn't do this task, because Xia Qiao didn't have his own name at this time.

"Then why are you here?" I asked.

"Quite simply, the nature of that spirit's power is very similar to my own."

I remember Mo Han once said. There are a subset of children in their organization who are born with different extraordinary abilities. Xia Qiao is one of these children.

"Unlike spirits, my abilities cannot be freely unleashed, and there are two conditions for achieving them, one is when I am dying, and the other is when I am forced to fall into a coma. You can think of this ability as passive and self-helping. At that time, I should have separated from you and entered the spirit-created illusion. It's just that the essence of the illusion of the spirit is to make people sleepy in order to achieve the goal, which happens to be my condition for achievement, so that I can move freely in the illusion of the spirit. ”

“……”

"But when it comes to freedom of movement, I don't know how to get out. The one who is there is the ......" Xia Qiao pointed to his past self sitting at the desk and continued: "This illusion is not for me, and I will not be distraught because I see the past. ”

"It's for you, isn't it?"

"......," I nodded wordlessly.

"Sure enough, if Spirit really saw my past, she wouldn't have chosen to let this scene go." After a moment of conversation, he said: "The illusion of the spirit is more like a chain, and when one scene ends, another scene will be connected. The room that doesn't seem to be moving is actually changing unconsciously. I tried to counteract it with my own method, but it didn't work, so I tried to destroy myself with a knife engraved with a charm, and the result is what you see. Spells can be destroyed for a while, and I am also able to wander through this gap in different illusions. ”

"You killed your past self?"

Xia Qiao's eyes became extremely cold for a moment, and he said in a very cold voice: "Yourself...... I wouldn't recognize him at this time. ”

It seems that Xia Qiao has also happened a lot in the past, but since he won't have any uneasiness about the past, why don't he admit his past self?

I can't figure this out.