Today is a good weather, the sky is clear, cloudless, through so much jade-like blue, the sky just brightened, everyone got up, ate something, washed up briefly, packed up the tent and the things they brought with them, Liuliu and Monk Zhizhang turned on the camera, got ready, and waited for Shi Qiang to drive the corpse.

For Shi Qiang, there is not much difference between chasing three corpses and chasing six corpses, under the close-up of the two cameras, the six corpses moved, I have to say, Shi Qiang is really strong, the corpse in broad daylight is not delayed at all, and the audience once again appreciated the magic of chasing corpses, and then ...... There is no then.

All the contestants gathered together and were not in the group, all the way forward, calm and outrageous, so outrageous that there was not even a stir, this is the first time since the start of the unlimited psychic, although the live broadcast has continued, but there is nothing to see, the audience has gradually become lazy from full of expectations, and some simply go to do something else, but the number of people in the live broadcast room is not less, everyone is still open to the page, waiting for the wonderful moment.

Not only the audience was bored, but the contestants also felt bored, except for Shi Qiang and his assistants who concentrated on driving the corpses, others were still stable, only the little madmen were about to collapse, dejected along the way, and kept muttering, Wang Xiaobai was behind him, and he heard clearly what the little stool was chanting: "Come on, come and rob the corpses, I miss you, come on......"

In addition to feeling funny, Wang Xiaobai was also afraid that the little madman would really go crazy, so he said to him without words: "Madman, you are an illusionist, what realm have you reached now?" If you don't have anything to do, teach me! ”

The little madman is not afraid of talking, not afraid of making trouble, just afraid that no one will pay attention to him, as soon as Wang Xiaobai talked, the little madman opened the chatterbox, walked forward side by side with Wang Xiaobai, and said with a smile: "My illusion is amazing, I can walk on the fire, plant melons and move wells, I can call the wind and rain, and ride the fog and clouds." Lixing clouds and mist, sitting like mountains and rivers ......"

"Blow you, you're almost able to scatter beans into soldiers, right?" Ma Biao couldn't help but stubble!

The little madman snorted and snorted, "Tu Lao Hat, what do you know? Scattering beans into soldiers is a low-level illusion, but it is just a thing to deceive children, I tell you, the real illusion is close to the Tao, didn't Lao Tzu say, the Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, three to heaven and earth, illusion is the same, a point can transform the world. ”

Wang Xiaobai just wanted to talk to the little madman at first, but he didn't expect the little madman to say the truth, which made Wang Xiaobai realize something, and couldn't help asking: "What is the highest level of illusion?" ”

"Illusion is actually Taoism, using the five elements of yin and yang, talismans, spells, and illusions to transform things that are unfavorable to oneself into dreams, and things that are beneficial to oneself are infinitely magnified into reality, guiding people's bad fortune to the realm of liberation and transcending desires. Feel the change in fortune. It is the five elements, yin and yang, and the eight characters that are completely focused and fixed in the position of good luck. So as to achieve a way to avoid evil. This illusion is the highest level. ”

"Have you reached this point?" Wang Xiaobai asked.

The little madman said in frustration: "No, there are few people who have been able to achieve it throughout the ages, I'll try my best!" ”

"Don't be discouraged, madman, you are still young, and your illusions are so profound and profound, you can teach me a few hands! Just learn from the basics, and don't learn too much, just learn to play. ”

"Cheng, then I'll teach you, in fact, the simplest illusion is hypnosis, hypnosis is the initial stage of illusion, you first learn hypnosis, first gather the spirit, the powerful spirit gathers in one place, imagining what you are going to do, what you want the other party to do......"

The little madman didn't hide his selfishness, and he didn't have any scruples, and began to teach Wang Xiaobai how to hypnosis, the little madman said simply, but hypnosis is so easy to learn? And the hypnosis of illusion is not at all the same as ordinary hypnosis, if you want to confuse the other party with your eyes, you have to let the other party feel the Tao when you think of it......

Even if he understands what's going on, if he wants to learn a fur, he has to practice for a few years, and he really responds to the old saying, it's easy to get started, but it's hard to learn, Wang Xiaobai wants to learn, and it's not so quick to learn, but fortunately, his purpose is just to make the little madman talk, relieve boredom, and it's not lonely for everyone to talk about it.

The little madman was quite normal at first, but he was a little epileptic in the back, the left sentence, the right sentence, not coherent, some of them were inherited by him, some of them were realized by him, anyway, they were covered by clouds and mountains, but the little madman was afraid that Wang Xiaobai would not understand, so he played a few small illusions, what kind of dead things are living things, and he picked up some dry leaves and turned them into butterflies...... It brings a bit of freshness to the bored rush and the audience watching the live broadcast.

In addition to the illusion of the little madman, it is still a little interesting, it is still calm and boring along the way, even the wind is not blowing, everyone stops and goes, nothing happens, the day is calm, Lao Maozi is not making a move, as if he has retreated in the face of difficulties, at least many viewers think so.

The same is true the next day, everyone got up early, continued to drive the corpse, seeing that it was not far from the Baiyun Forest Farm, everyone felt that Lao Maozi would not come, especially in the afternoon, everyone was a little listless in a hurry, seeing the sun setting a little bit, it was already dusk, everyone was a little relaxed, Baiyun Forest Farm was very close, those old Maozi should not be here to do it, right?

Wang Xiaobai was still chatting with the little madman, the little madman was also playing tricks vigorously, playing for more than a day, the little tricks were basically playing, seeing that he was about to turn over a mountain in front of him, the little madman suddenly winked at Wang Xiaobai and said: "Brother Xiaobai, buddy will play a great game for you, look at the mountains into a river, and we will see a river when we cross this mountain!" ”

"Really? That dude just waits and sees! Wang Xiaobai's reply was quite perfunctory, Wang Xiaobai was a little numb to the tricks of the little madman, this kid's illusion is indeed powerful, it is not difficult to conjure a river in this group of mountains, since it is not difficult, it is not much surprising.

Shi Qiang drove the corpse, has always been a dead face, everyone guarded the surroundings, step by step over the mountains, to the top of the mountain to look forward, under the sunset, sure enough, there is a river in front, not only there is a river, there is a village behind the river, located in the flat land surrounded by mountains, the area is not small, at least there must be thousands of population size, not only houses, even cooking smoke and telephone poles.

Wang Xiaobai paused, thinking that the river and village in front of him were all conjured up by the little madman, so he couldn't help but give the little madman a thumbs up, and praised him heartily: "Crazy, awesome, what a powerful illusion!" ”

The little madman was stunned, jumped up and said: ", I'm teasing you, bragging, I want to see you eat deflated, how can there really be a river?" Could it be that buddy will not know the prophet......"

Mountains and rivers are not conjured up by little madmen? Wang Xiaobai was also a little stunned, but Mr. Lang cheered and shouted: "The Baiyun Forest Farm has arrived, and the Baiyun Forest Farm is in front, damn it, as long as these corpses are sent over, we will complete the task......"

Mr. Lang was in high spirits, and took the lead in walking towards the forest farm, everyone hurried to follow, it was dusk at this time, and it was a lot darker when he came down from the mountain, and it became a dark side, and he walked down less than half the distance, and the sky gradually darkened, and the village was shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

At first, the fog was still very thin, but the closer they got to it, the thicker the fog became, it was normal for the mountains in the northeast to fog at night, Wang Xiaobai's hometown often fogged at night, but the fog could not rise so quickly, and the entire forest farm was shrouded, it was a little impermeable.

What's even more strange is that in addition to the thick fog in the forest farm, the fog in other places is very light and ethereal, and Mr. Lang also feels that something is wrong, but at this time he has already gone down the mountain, standing by the frozen river, as long as he walks across the river, he will enter the forest farm.

Chen Deqing rushed over first, stood next to Mr. Lang and asked, "Mr. Lang, are you sure this is Baiyun Forest Farm?" ”

"I'm sure, we're not wrong, there is only one forest farm within a radius of two or three hundred miles, a road out of the mountain, and most importantly, I have a photo here, which is exactly the same as the forest farm that was not shrouded in white fog before!" As Mr. Lang spoke, he took out a photo from his arms, which should have been given to him in advance by the person in charge of the relevant department.

Chen Deqing took the photo and looked at it, and as soon as he saw the appearance on the photo clearly, the little madman came over silently, reached out and snatched the photo in his hand and said, "Show me!" Said that he was showing him, but ran to Wang Xiaobai with the photo, Chen Deqing's face stiffened, he looked a little moved, his right eyebrow jumped, and he snorted coldly.

It's normal for a little madman to be naughty, it's not normal to be naughty, Wang Xiaobai didn't think anything, took the photo of the little madman, Ma Biao also came over, sure enough, the forest farm on the photo is exactly the same as what they saw before they went down the mountain, it looks like it's taken from above, so the question is, is the Baiyun Forest Farm normal at this time, or is it abnormal?

It's hard to tell if he's normal or not, if it's normal, the person who picks them up should know that they're coming, how can there be no movement at all? Not only did they not receive them, they were already so close to the forest farm, as long as they crossed the river, they reached the boundary of the forest farm, why was there silence in the forest farm, there was a dead silence, and there was not even a dog barking?

But to say that it is not normal, in addition to the white fog, there are faint lights in the village, and the dim lights make people feel warm, indicating that there are people, no matter what, they have all arrived here, there is no turning back, as for whether to go in or not, everyone's eyes are on Mr. Lang......