Qin Yi returned the same way he came, and happened to meet the yellow-shirted girl who led the way on the way.

"I haven't asked the girl's surname yet." Qin Yi took the initiative to talk.

"My name is Huang Xueyi, why are you walking around the villa without permission? Don't you be afraid of alarming the guards, and your life will be at risk. Huang Xueyi said with a slight displeasure.

"Thank you Miss Huang for reminding me, if you really offend your village, how to deal with it is reasonable, but now there is really a matter that I want to see the owner of the village to verify." Qin Yi saluted and said, hugging his fists. He didn't know what polite actions were suitable for men to women in ancient times, but since it was a martial arts, the fist salute should be universal.

Huang Xueyi said strangely: "Check? What is the young man referring to? ”

"Please tell the owner of your village that the people who are obsessed with the play have returned to the original place with the curtain call of the play." Qin Yi said.

Huang Xueyi didn't know why, but seeing that Qin Yi didn't seem to be joking, she nodded and asked Qin Yi to wait in the side hall with her, and then went to report.

Qin Yi waited calmly on the surface, but in fact, countless questions welled up in his heart. The sign he saw in the square just now was exactly the same as the sign on the back of the Canglang Seal Order he was holding in his hand now! From this, it is not difficult to judge that there is a great relationship between the two. It was precisely because of this reason that he suddenly remembered the ghost singing in the dark just now, and faintly heard the words "Shendu" and "glory" mentioned in the lyrics.

This made Qin Yi have to make relevant associations, the Shendu was created to fight against the Demon Hell, it is absolutely impossible to fool the three brothers, and there must be many fierce generals and loyal ministers under him, but with the tragic death of the two founders and the sinking of the Lord of the Shendu, the entire Shendu gradually fell apart. In this process, it is reasonable for some people to retire gloomily.

But even so, what if the owner of this Fallen Soul Village is really the old department of the Divine Capital? After considering this possibility, he wanted to use this as a starting point to see if he could get the task in advance, or some mission clues. But in the final analysis, I still don't understand the other party's intentions, and I just hope that I won't be self-defeating and bring unnecessary turmoil to myself.

It's only been a few days since I returned to this game, but the events are one after another, and now it's a drama idiot, retiring to close the mountain, and then being told the origin of the Prison Nightmare Painting Technique when I get started, and being responsible for keeping the ten pictures. Now it's time to farm monsters and fight martial arts experience.,Being forcibly pulled together seems to have started three days ago in the plot any.。

Taken together, everything seems unrelated, but it gives the impression of being strange, as if there is an invisible thread between these tasks.

"Fuyun Shaoxia, the owner is invited, come with me." Huang Xueyi's voice pulled Qin Yi's thoughts back.

"I'm tired." Qin Yi bowed slightly.

Under the leadership of Huang Xueyi, Qin Yi walked around the huge villa, and finally stopped outside a dark and strange courtyard. The feeling here is incompatible with the fresh and pleasant atmosphere of the entire mountain villa, but it gives people the illusion that this is the real place, Qin Yi thinks that maybe it is because the atmosphere of the scene when the hunchbacked old man first appeared is similar to this place.

"The owner of the village is waiting in the courtyard, young man, please."

"Thank you."

After Qin Yi saw Huang Xueyi leave, he stepped into this dark and strange courtyard.

A trance-like feeling came again, Qin Yi understood that this courtyard was also guarded by a separate enchantment formation, and he couldn't help but have more doubts in his heart. The existence of the boundary protection formation actually has two meanings, one is to protect and the other is to sleep. It is not only to protect the square inch of land from being disturbed by the red dust, but also a kind of self-imprisonment.

"Good roots, cause and effect, sava, seem to be real and illusory; Sinful karma, the five aggregates, and great wishes are like dew and electricity. ”

In the courtyard, it was dark, and in the darkness, only a locust tree and a lonely back under the tree could be seen, and the soft and deep tone seemed to be whispering about their past.

"The younger generation Fuyun has seen the senior." Qin Yi took the lead in speaking out and saluting.

The woman under the tree was motionless, but a faint voice came: "You, where did you come from?" ”

"Huanglong Village."

"What do you think is true? Is it what you see in your eyes, what you hear in your ears, or is it true because you miss it? The owner asked suddenly, without warning.

"The memory in my head is the reality." Qin Yi didn't expect this owner to ask this kind of question directly, but he still said a different answer.

"Why?"

"Anything is no longer real after the moment it happens, only that moment can be called real, and what can keep that moment is my memory. What has happened is no longer true in reality, and it is only in memory that the truth can be found. Qin Yi explained.

The owner of the village under the locust tree pondered for a moment and said, "Interesting answer." You said that people who are obsessed with the play have returned to the original place with the curtain call of the play. Since only memory is real, does that mean that person has given up on reality and turned to more ethereal thoughts? ”

Qin Yi sorted out the language a little and said: "People are lives in the present, no matter how real those moments in their memories are, they are no longer important in reality. If the predecessors can get out of their hearts, they can't be regarded as pursuing the unreal. In fact, the real and the unreal are not completely opposites, there are too many things to pursue in life, but most things will eventually return to the unreal, will people give up the pace of pursuit? ”

"So what?"

Therefore, the issues of the predecessors do not exist at all, and the meaning of life lies in one's own cognition and perception, rather than the boundary between the real and the illusory. If the predecessors sat under this locust tree, were they really thinking about the question of reality and illusion? Qin Yi asked rhetorically.

"Huh." Accompanied by a chuckle, there was a sound like glass breaking, and in an instant, the darkness of the entire courtyard was gone!

This is a courtyard full of flowers, and the elegant fragrance of flowers fills the air, making people feel refreshed. But Qin Yi didn't show any special expression, but sat down cross-legged and looked at the locust tree with the owner.

In this particular scene, the game time was blurred, and Qin Yi himself made it clear how long it was, and the whole environment was once again plunged into darkness.

"How do you conclude that the previous scene is not real?"

"This place should still be within the range of Tianbi Peak, when we came, there were many living corpses active in the mass grave due to the soap demon atmosphere, and when my companions and I were cleaning up the living corpses, the black ape corpse monster broke in for no reason, which inevitably made me wonder. But with the guidance of the hunchbacked old man, he came to this place, and after entering the villa, he no longer saw the hunchbacked old man who led the way at the beginning, which also surprised me......" Saying this, Qin Yi paused. He also said: "I still can't forget the feeling outside the courtyard, this is by no means a holy place. Many questions, please also ask the owner to indicate. ”