Luo Ling stepped into the haunted mansion and felt that the whole world had been completely renewed. It's like when I was in the crater illusion, relying on the six senses, I couldn't even notice that this was an illusion with the self-circulation system as the core. The problem is that Luo Ling is now qualitatively improved compared to back then, even so, he still can't see through it, and he still has to use divine power and rely on the eye of divinity to distinguish the authenticity, that is to say, although the area here is small, but in terms of technical grade, it is only higher than the crater fantasy system.

Laugh at! The small flame that Luo Ling had burned on his fingertips was extinguished. It was the flame of fire elemental energy, and in its normal state, it could burn for at least 10 minutes, but now, it didn't last even 10 seconds. It is a magic pumping space like a crater fantasy, but its ability to absorb magic energy in the area is stronger than that of the crater illusion. With this alone, the home game here is already comparable to the kingdom of God.

At night, the bright moon hangs high, but this month is turquoise, and the moonlight is also the color of turquoise, perhaps because of the difference in aesthetic perspective, under such a moonlight, the scenery is so demonic in Luo Ling's eyes.

Along the main road paved with white and black stone chips, Luo Ling came unimpeded to the fountain in front of the villa, this fountain is made of white as snow rock, vertical shape, the water is crystal clear, and there is a kind of tadpole fish with its own light like fireflies swimming in it, these fish have the size of a ping-pong ball, no fins, no legs, only a swinging tail. If you look closely, you will find that the backs of these tadpoles resemble a human face with a painful expression......

The problem is not only in the fish, the sculpture in the center of the fountain is also very distinctive, the sculpture group picture, showing all the scenes of male and female love, the expression and movement are vivid, the posture is wild and profligate, and the water of the fountain is all sprayed by the parts of the sexual organs.

If it's really simple, it's nothing, in the process of human civilization on the earth, sexual culture has never been left out in the cold, before the end of the world, there are a variety of activities with the theme of sexual culture in many countries, as well as special festivals.

Although the Celestial Empire has an ambiguous attitude in this regard, and still holds the pipa and half-covers its face, in line with the spirit of gossip exploration that the more I cover up, the more I want to see, most of the younger generation of Chinese people will not be shocked by some sexual landscapes. And an old and young man like Luo Ling has long passed the age when he can't walk when he sees his arms and legs exposed. What amazed him was the facial expressions of these sculptures, the living, especially the eyes, the kind of agility that any illusion could imitate.

Luo Ling's exclusive power made it possible for him to tell that these sculptures of the same proportions as normal people were once living people, they were imprisoned here by some kind of magic, and their consciousness was forever in the moment of carnival.

When you think about the power behind these scenes, as long as it is not the color of the brain of that kind of sperm, you will feel the taste of Senran, not anything ** and obscene.

"Mastering the perfect self-circulation system, the illusion system, can imprison the soul and make it stay in any period of time or state. With only these two performances, the other party must be more powerful than the power they have and control! Luo Ling took a deep breath and continued to move forward, the main building of the villa changed from old to new in his eyes, as if he had walked not the distance, but the years, every step forward, time would go back a little, even the original dark window, the lights were lit up in turn, and even there were shaking figures, and the whole villa had a feeling of coming alive from a deep sleep.

"Master!" It was still far away, and there was a housekeeper at the door of the house smiling and greeting Luo Ling.

"Master?" The shock in Luo Ling's heart reached a new height at this moment.

Luo Ling restrained his urge to use his divine power again, the situation was unclear, and he didn't want to expose too many hole cards. Even so, Luo Ling can still see that the essence of this housekeeper is a soul, which involves a problem, it is difficult for the soul to deceive in front of Luo Ling, Luo Ling has the ability to analyze the soul light, without further manipulation, although he can't know the specific content, but he can get some shallow information by checking the soul light, such as the other party's emotional state, whether it is angry or happy, and whether it is heartfelt or insincere when expressing his intentions.

The soul of this master's voice is sincere, it is indeed from the bottom of his heart, he really treats Luo Ling as the master.

"Those who deceive to the extreme, even they can be deceived themselves, and they are not reluctant to deceive and feel at ease. Did I come across such a rare breed? It's not so much that this is a self-question, but that Luo Ling is looking for a reasonable explanation for himself that he can accept. People are often like this, when many assumptions may be placed in front of them, they subconsciously believe what they want to believe.

The door of the main hall of the villa was pushed open, and the scenery in the hall could be described by the words 'scenery flow', as if the filming techniques of the Titanic's final curtain call were reproduced here, and a grand dinner was being prepared in the hall, butter coarse wax was ignited, crystal flower plates were placed on a table, silver knife and fork plates, and white silk napkins...... The beautiful and youthful maids shuttled back and forth with the handsome and capable male servants, and every time they saw Luo Ling, they would stop, look at him with reverence, and greet him with a smile.

"From the bottom of the heart, from the heart, sincerely, open and ......natural" is a character, one by one, one soul, none of them are false and wronged, they do treat Luo Ling as their own master. Luo Ling felt his heart sinking. The inference of the rare variety, like a fragile glassware, shattered as Luo Ling entered the hall.

"Master, you can really hold your breath, Count Yudro's frame has passed Avalon, and it will be a quarter of an hour at most......" In the crisp and pleasant voice, a young and lively girl beckoned to Luo Ling from a distance on the stairs, with bright eyes and a coquettish tone, and the obviously over-the-top attitude and wording made it easy to think that the relationship between this sweet girl and her master was probably not as simple as being favored.

Going up the marble staircase paved with a scarlet carpet, in the stairwell in the front, a huge portrait of a person appears in sight in the form of a burning camera playback, the person in the portrait is Luo Ling, not much different from his own appearance, but there is a more gloomy and cruel taste, especially against the gorgeous and stereotyped black aristocratic hunting costume and the cloak with scarlet silk, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an oriental version of Count Dagula.

Seeing Luo Ling stop in front of the portrait, the girl stepped forward with a smile and said: "I think the most expressive part of this handwritten work of Viscount El is the eyes, which vividly reveal the sparkle between your expectations." ”

If it weren't for the girl's natural honesty in what she said, Luo Ling would really think that she was mocking him. In the portrait, his eyes are cold and there is a certain fanaticism, which is very reminiscent of the genius criminal who regards harming others as a sacred cause.

Standing silently in front of the portrait for a few seconds, Luo Ling turned around and went up the stairs and continued to walk forward casually. The scenery is still changing, and time continues to flow at an uneven speed.

On the staircase corridor, four or five beautiful women wearing only tulle clothes were delicate and beautiful, showing their love to Luo Ling in a completely different style, accompanied by bursts of laughter like silver bells.

"Master, come and get me! Come on......"

Obviously, this is a game of love in progress, and the girl who appeared in front of the portrait before is also among them, and is a few years younger than before, and is the most youthful of the girls, not as open as the others.

Instead of continuing with the girls, Luo Ling chose to open a door and turn in.

It is a corridor in dark red tones, with floor tiles, half-buried columns, and intricately carved walls wrapped in wood...... It is full of ancient and luxurious atmosphere, and at the same time, it also gives people a feeling of precipitating dirt and blood. Through the confined door, Luo Ling faintly heard the sound of men talking, and from the other room, there was the sound of arguments between men and women. Open a door at will, it is an old-fashioned study, there is no one in the room, the firewood in the fireplace is crackling, burning is booming, and in the warm air, in addition to the fragrance of pine, there is also the strong fragrance of black tea......

At this moment, Luo Ling had realized the strangeness of this illusion, which created not reality, but memories. However, this does not seem to be the whole story, and in a place like this, Luo Ling has a hard time believing that its existence is well-intentioned.

"What kind of intentions are hidden behind this 'bureau'?" Luo Ling's pupils shrank, squinted, and continued to move forward, it didn't matter where he was in front of him, Luo Ling believed that no matter whether it was the rooftop or the terrain in the end, the intention and purpose would always be revealed.

Like a standard nightmare, when you are shocked by a previous scene and have not completely calmed down, new, more abrupt and shocking content begins to grab your eyeballs, even your throat, your heart, your thoughts......

In the following journey, Luo Ling saw Mingyue, Murong, Xingjuan, Xiaoqing, and Xiaozi...... His women, his friends, all appeared on the stage, and played their respective roles, as well as acting out a story of pinching the head and the end. There is no joy in these stories, only tragedy: the people he cares about are cold and alienated from him, the people he trusts betray and frame him, loyalty, affection, love, all are hypocrisy and falsehood, and what he sees is filthy and filthy......

This villa is a 'Hui' shaped building, whether this represents a siege, a cage, or a cycle or something else, Luo Ling doesn't know very well, but he knows a little, he has fallen into the deep consciousness illusion that is more terrifying by the external illusion. There is a power that uses his memories to create this scene of truth and falsehood, fiction and reality without him being conscious.

"Of course, of course, there is such a force. And you yourself know very well what he really is! Opposite Luo Ling, another Luo Ling walked over, his voice, tone, and expression were so familiar, because it was himself. At the same time, there is a difference that makes him feel strange and frightened, this Luo Ling is dark.

PS: I don't know how to express my apologies, and it's a shopping, partying, and then disrupted thinking. Complain and stop whining. Strive to quickly end the mundane, code words, come back today and go to bed late to code.

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