Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Secret Art of Little Thousand

This is a memory that belongs to Luo Qing.

"Boy, do you think the world is real?" Huo Yan, who was teasing the rabbit on the side, turned back to Luo Qing and asked.

"Of course it's true, if the world is false, what are we, if someone really thinks that the world is false, they are not crazy, they are pessimists who deny their own existence." Luo Qing said to Huo Yan.

"Pessimists who deny their own existence." Huo Yan listened to Luo Zixi's answer, sighed and said.

"What's the matter, asking me this question all of a sudden?" Looking at Huo Yan's slightly melancholy expression, Luo Qing asked.

"Do a test, a test when our school inherits the secret arts, or a choice." Huo Yan said to Luo Qing.

"Choice? Is it the choice that thinks that the world is real or false? Luo Qing asked as he listened to Huo Yan's words.

"Yes, that's the choice, everyone who just hears this question takes it for granted that the world is real."

"But is the common sense that we have always known, the truth that we have always known, the real truth?"

"What is true and what is false?"

"Our senses of sight, hearing, smell, touch, pain, all our senses can be deceived, are you really sure that the world you see is the same as the world seen by other people?"

"That's it, your sexual fetish should be like this kind of girl."

Huo Yan said to Luo Qing, and with a wave of her hand, a girl who was very in line with Luo Qing's aesthetics appeared in front of Huo Yan.

"It's okay." Luo Qing looked at the girl who suddenly appeared, and said with a little embarrassment, after all, it was too shameful to talk about her sexual fetishes or something.

"Then her existence now is undoubtedly false." Huo Yan didn't care about Luo Qing's awkward expression and said.

"Of course, it's an illusion conjured up by magic." Luo Qing looked at the girl and said.

"That's it." Huo Yan waved her hand as she spoke, and anger appeared in the girl's eyes.

"It's still fake." Luo Qing replied.

"So what?" Huo Yan said, and the girl walked to Luo Qing's side and held Luo Qing's hand.

With a slight warm touch, it emerged from Luo Qing's palm.

"Fake." Luo Qing replied with a slight hesitation.

"What about this look, do you still think she's fake?" Huo Yan said, reaching out and pinching the girl's neck and lifting her off the ground.

As the strength of Huo Yan's palm increased, the girl's expression gradually distorted, her face also showed an abnormally ruddy color, and at the same time, breathing began to be difficult, and her hands subconsciously waved to break free of Huo Yan's palm.

"Boy, as soon as you speak, I'll stop my movements." Huo Yan observed Luo Qing's expression and said.

Luo Qing was silent.

The girl's strength in struggle became smaller and smaller, her eyes looked at Luo Qing, her eyes were full of pleading, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, that look was simply heartbreaking.

However, Luo Qing still didn't speak.

Huo Yan's palm continued to increase in strength, and a crisp sound sounded, and the girl's neck bone was directly crushed by Huo Yan.

The girl's eyes became hollow, and her body fell in front of Luo Qing.

"Boy, it's really you, I thought that even if you didn't stop me, there would be at least some changes, but in the end, you didn't even change your expression." Huo Yan looked at Luo Qing, who was expressionless throughout the whole process, and said.

"Because I know it's fake." Luo Qing replied to Huo Yan.

"Fake, even if you feel it, the temperature of your palm, the wheezing airflow, and that look of survival, do you still insist that it's fake, if I say she's true." Huo Yan said to Luo Qing.

"I think she's fake, then she's fake in my heart, that's my choice, what's the matter, am I qualified?" Luo Qing asked at Huo Yan.

"Haha, it's so interesting, I really didn't choose the wrong person, I really chose you as my disciple." Huo Yan listened to Luo Qing's words and said with a laugh.

"Our mystic master school was originally called Qian, and then it developed and divided into three schools."

"They are, big, small, absolutely, these three doors."

"Those who are great and deceive the sky and turn the fake into reality."

"A thousand peerless, exhaust the number of techniques, calculate the past and the future."

"And then a small Qian, it is our school, and Xiao Qian is also a deception."

Huo Yan said to Luo Qing.

"It sounds like we're very weak in this discipline, deceitful, aren't we just liars, and the better ones are just illusionists." Luo Qing listened to Huo Yan's introduction and said.

"Although you are right, and we are indeed the weakest of the three. But we can be in our own right, and there is something to some extent. ”

"Remember, the root of our genre is not in those illusions, but in the human heart."

Huo Yan listened to Luo Qing's words and said with a little embarrassment.

"People's hearts?" Luo Qing listened to Huo Yan's words and said.

"Yes is people's hearts, and controlling people's hearts is the foundation of Xiaoqian's door." Huo Yan replied.

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'There will be flaws in the perfect illusion, and a lie in the truth is a lie after all, and controlling people's hearts is the foundation of my Xiaoqianyi. ’

Talking about choices, but secretly cheating in private, directly changed a girl's future. ’

I'm a vile person. ’

When Luo Zixi was still hesitating, Luo Zixi already knew what Ling Miao would choose.

Although it seemed that Ling Miao had two choices, under Luo Zixi's control, the only answer had already been written in Ling Miao's heart.

"I decided." Ling Miao finally spoke after hesitating for a while.

"Zixi, can you give that to me?" Ling Miao pointed to the blindfold in Luo Zixi's pocket and said.

"Give." Luo Zixi listened to Ling Miao's words and handed her blindfold to Ling Miao.

"Zixi, can you stretch out your hand?" After getting Luo Zixi's blindfold, Ling Miao said to Luo Zixi again.

Listening to Ling Miao's words, Luo Zixi did so.

Then Ling Miao tied Luo Zixi's blindfold around his neck, and put his chin on Luo Zixi's palm.

"I've decided to stay, and as your hound, I'm naturally going to be by your side at all times, master." The part of Ling Miao's thinking that belonged to the wolf said.

On the other side, Moore watched Ling Miao's movements, his face was gloomy, his teeth ran back and forth, and he made a 'crunch' and 'crunch' sound.

"Now that Ling Miao's matter is settled, then the topic should return to the beginning, now are you willing to say it, or we are fighting once."

Luo Zixi squinted his eyes slightly and said to Moore, who had a gloomy face.