"Mr. Qi, it doesn't matter to you, right?" The male voice echoed in Qi Lu's ears again.

Qi Lu opened his eyes and found himself in the mourning hall, the curling green smoke drifting in front of him, and there were all eyes around him who turned his head to look.

"Mr. Pei?" Qi Lu suddenly remembered that Pei Liping was not out of danger, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"He was just taken to the hospital by ambulance." It was Ye Mingfeng who answered him, and he was also the person who asked him just now.

"How did I end up here?" Qi Lu's thoughts were still in the strange woods.

"When I came back after carrying Mr. Pei into the ambulance, I saw that you were also unconscious, which scared me half to death, for fear that you would also have an accident, so I kept pinching you, but fortunately you woke up." After saying this, the nervous expression on Ye Mingfeng's face was also greatly relieved.

"You say I passed out?" Qi Lu saw that his right shoulder was not damaged in the slightest, and even his clothes were intact.

"Illusion?" Qi Lu looked at his shoulder and suddenly remembered the fact that when he touched Su Ling, the weeds on the ground kept spilling blood, and his feet were not stained with any blood.

Ye Mingfeng was still babbling on the side, but Qi Lu was so full of worries that he didn't even have the mood to reply, he barely squeezed out a smile to say goodbye to Ye Mingfeng, and stumbled towards the rented building.

When Ding Xiaolan opened the door and saw Qi Lu tired and his eyes were blank, he knew that he was in trouble, so he hurriedly helped him to sit on the sofa, then poured water for him to drink, and reached out to measure his temperature in front of his forehead.

"What's going on?" Ding Xiaolan asked lightly.

"I ......" Qi Lu put down the glass, he didn't know where to start, what he had just experienced was too weird, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

"You know, the look in your eyes when you entered the house was very similar to the first time we met Su Ling falling down the stairs and just woke up."

"What did you say?" Ding Xiaolan's unintentional words were no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day in Qi Lu's ears at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and after a pause, he asked Ding Xiaolan in a hesitant tone: "You mean that I also want to follow in Su Ling's footsteps?" ”

"No...... That was not what I meant. Ding Xiaolan hurriedly defended: "I'm worried that you will be in danger." I don't know what's going on, but I've always felt like there's a black hand behind our backs for the past few days. ”

"I hope your hunch is wrong." Qi Lu's answer was obviously lacking in confidence, he put all the spirit runes he carried with him on the table, and carefully counted the numbers.

There are a lot of spirit runes, and it seems that the encounter in the spirit hall is just an illusion, because he also used at least dozens of spirit runes when dealing with Su Ling. Qi Lu silently put the spirit talisman back in his underwear pocket, and saw Ding Xiaolan carrying a small bag and preparing to go out.

"Where do you want to go?"

Ding Xiaolan said: "Buying vegetables in the vegetable market, whatever I want to do in the community, I want to inquire about Ye Daochang." ”

This is indeed a good idea, Qi Lu nodded in agreement, and at the same time told her to be careful, after all, there have been too many strange things around him recently, and he didn't want Ding Xiaolan to have an accident.

After Ding Xiaolan left, Qi Lu lit a cigarette and let the smoke drift aimlessly along his thoughts.

Although ghosts can also create illusions, those low-level illusions only achieve their effects by influencing people's senses. It's not strictly an illusion, but rather a high-level hallucination. Therefore, a ghost hunter like Ye Xuanzhi can easily see through such tricks as long as he closes his five senses, and there is no reason to be deeply involved in it.

But the illusion that Qi Lu experienced today is completely different, it directly stimulates his brain to confuse the boundary between reality and illusion, it is impossible to see through the trick of the caster by closing the five senses alone, and it is necessary to ensure that the practitioner is not harmed by it.

The rest of the heart is a paraphrase of the Indian Sanskrit word "shaman". In Buddhism, it represents the meaning of diligent cultivation of good dharma and the cessation of evil deeds. There is also the word "resting mind" in Taoism, which refers specifically to the fact that when a person cultivates, he becomes one with heaven and earth, so as to achieve a state of eliminating any distracting thoughts.

In contrast, Taoism is very demanding of resting the mind, and it clearly states that the person who is in the body must have a strong will to resist external interference. Because it is difficult for a person who does not have great magical powers to grasp the essence of resting the heart, Qi Lu thinks that it is natural for Ye Xuanzhi to be killed in the illusion.

Qi Lu knows the horror of the illusion, although the illusion is false, but if a person is attacked in the illusion, it will directly affect the consciousness, so that you can be convinced of the illusion of injury, causing the person's body function to be destroyed accordingly when he returns to reality.

Even more terrifying is that if you are killed in the illusion, then in reality you will also have a high chance of being brain dead and returning to the underworld.

In this way, the secret of Ye Xuanzhi's death can be explained very well. Thinking of this, Qi Lu also breathed a sigh of relief, but new questions popped up in his mind again.

That is, who killed Ye Xuanzhi? Is it the mysterious young man I met in the illusion? This man is neither friend nor foe, and his behavior is unpredictable, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be poisoned.

But why did unrelated characters like Pei Liping and Su Ling appear in his fantasy? When he thought of Pei Liping, Qi Lu had an indescribable feeling, he always thought that there was some secret hidden behind this businessman who loved Taoism, but there was no way to verify it.

Qi Lu's mind became more and more chaotic the more he thought about it, he put out the cigarette in the ashtray fiercely, got up and opened the balcony window.

A cool breeze blew, and Qi Lu saw a pair of little couples walking below outside the window talking and laughing, their faces filled with the breath of youth. Qi Lu was a little envious of them, because being young means that he can do what he wants, and even if he is wrong, he has a chance to turn back. But I have no choice.

Qi Lu gently closed the window, walked to the bathroom sink and turned on the faucet, he wanted to wash his face well and drive away the fatigue.

"Boom...... clear tap water gushes out of the tap, and there is a muffled hum in the pipes.

Qi Lu stretched out his hand under the faucet, and the splashing water droplets immediately drenched his chest, it seemed that the water pressure was a little too high, and a strange thought suddenly popped up in Qi Lu's mind: If the faucet was like the shots in those crappy horror movies, and the red water flowed out like blood, would it be able to give himself a hint?

But this is just Qi Lu's fantasy after all, except for the sound of rushing water, there is only the sound of his own heartbeat. Qi Lu washed his hands indiscriminately, picked up a towel and wiped a few handfuls on his face, and the cold water stirred others up a lot.

At this moment, a rich male voice sounded in his ears: "Good is like water, why do you want to cling to a little?" ”

"Who is it?" Qi Lu was frightened by this sudden voice, he looked around in surprise, and his hand quickly took out the spirit talisman from his underwear pocket.

A familiar avatar appears in the mirror in front of the washstand, but it is by no means your own image!

It was an ancient man wearing a scarf with a smile on his lips.

Impossible, this person Qi Lu is very familiar with, but Qi Lu knows that he has long since died. Even if all the people in the world can be resurrected, it is impossible for him to return to his soul!

Definitely hallucination! Qi Lu closed his eyes suddenly, then opened them again, and looked in the mirror again, only his pale and wet face was reflected in his eyes.

For a while, thousands of thoughts turned in Qi Lu's nervous mind, but none of them could calm his pounding heart.

He forced himself to calm down, carefully observed everything in the room, and it was still silent as usual, except for himself, there was no one else at all, and even Ding Xiaolan did not come back.

It seemed that he was so nervous that he hallucinated on his own, Qi Lu wiped the cold sweat on his face, and then opened the door and went downstairs.

After a while he returned, emptying all the contents of the plastic bag on the table. They were the alum that Qi Lu had just bought, and he put the alum and the prepared cinnabar in the water again and waited for it to slowly dissolve.

Although the strange male voice just now really startled Qi Lu, it also alerted him. That is, instead of passively waiting for the enemy to make a move, it is better to take precautions in advance, so that the enemy has no way to start.

Qi Lu knew very well in his heart that in order to ensure that he was not disturbed by the illusion, there were only two ways for him to choose at the moment.

One is to use spells directly to attack the caster's body like Lao Wu used to deal with the thin old man in the funeral home. That is to say, the power of its own extreme condensation is used to destroy the carrier that creates the illusion, so as to achieve the effect of breaking the illusion. However, Qi Lu immediately gave up this idea, because it was still unknown who was secretly working against him, and how could he accurately find the caster?

Then there is only the second way left, which is to arrange the magic circle in the space around you, so that the illusions cast by the distant enemy cannot be effectively conveyed to your brain.

However, Qi Lu is not too familiar with these magic circles that break the illusion, and Lao Wu is very handy in using them.

At this time, Qi Lu remembered Lao Wu's goodness, although he was drunk and timid, but he was able to stand up at a critical moment, which was a shining point that could not be ignored.

More importantly, Lao Wu is thoughtful, and every time he solves a supernatural case, he can give him a lot of help, so that Qi Lu can smoothly solve one supernatural incident after another.

This time, Qi Lu and Ding Xiaolan came to investigate Ye Xuanzhi's matter, because Lao Wu was not accompanied by him, and the result was that he ran into a wall one after another, and he was still in the clouds, and he couldn't find any useful clues at all.

But at the moment, Qi Lu couldn't wait for Lao Wu to come before he took the initiative to attack, he had to pick up the red pen and dip it in the rune water, while recalling the patterns when Lao Wu set up the array in the past, and at the same time drawing the circle in the living room with a gourd drawing scoop.

After tossing for half an hour, Qi Lu finally finished drawing the talisman array, and as for whether it had any effect, he didn't know the bottom in his own heart. Now he can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and when Lao Wu comes to meet him tomorrow, things will be easy to do, and he doesn't have to deal with the enemy alone.