Mom's cry pulled his thoughts back.

This cry sounds really heartbreaking, my mother has been holding Xiao Zhang Qian and crying there, and has been talking to herself and blaming herself, Zhang Qian is also very sour when he listens to it, he really seems to rush over and tell his mother that he is fine, that is fake, but he can't do it, as if there is an invisible force that restricts him.

And this feeling of powerlessness is very torturous.

Of course he knew that the old mother was also fake, but that cry, that heart-rending cry, that crying and bloody self-blame, was more real than the real thing.

Although he had killed the false mother in the Haotiantai formation before, he also knew that he should be indifferent at the moment, but he just couldn't do it.

After crying for a while, my mother finally stopped her tears, stood up slowly with Xiao Zhang Qian in her arms, and slowly walked to the east house with a dull gaze, which is the kitchen.

Zhang Qian looked at her with a frown, not knowing what she was going to do.

My mother walked into the east room and slowly put the little Zhang Qian, who had long been out of breath, on the kang in the east room, and she silently picked up the cold and shining kitchen knife from the cutting board.

Zhang Qian was stunned, what are you going to do?

"Son," Mom's eyes were swollen from crying, "Mom is sorry for you, you don't have it, Mom won't live anymore!" ”

Zhang Qian shouted, "Hey! Mom! ”

Mom raised the kitchen knife and slashed into her neck with a pop.

With a thud, the kitchen knife fell to the ground, and blood spurted wildly.

"Mom!" Zhang Qian screamed, but his mother had already fallen to the ground.

In an instant, all the sounds in the entire courtyard disappeared.

There was silence.

Zhang Qian couldn't describe his mood at this moment, he really couldn't describe it.

It is a negative emotion mixed with sadness, sadness, and powerlessness.

After a while, this emotion slowly dissipated, after all, it was just a false vision.

It's just that he can't figure it out, why would he see these things?

Just as he was thinking, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, he was still standing in the sky, and in front of him was a golden cloud floating in front of him.

A warm and warm wind blows in your face, carrying a fragrant scent.

He looked down and saw that he had taken a step.

He was stunned.

Why, is it difficult to take a step and enter into a false illusion?

I'll go! Who can stand this special code!

Isn't it torturous!

And at this critical moment, the system is not there, and he doesn't even have anyone to discuss countermeasures.

Rub it

But it wasn't a problem to stay where he was all the time, he simply gritted his teeth and took another step forward.

But this time it's okay, nothing has changed, and this step is safe.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, could it be that there would be an illusion when the first step was achieved?

After pondering for a moment, he took the third step.

brush, the scene in front of me changed again.

And the illusion he entered this time was the same as the one he entered in Haotiantai before, appearing at the point in time when he stole sugar.

Xiao Zhang Qian stole the candy and met Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu head-on.

Everything that happened after that was the same as before, except that in the back, Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu became angry after listening to Zhao Liang's words, Wang Dahu smashed a punch on the bridge of Zhao Liang's nose, and Zhao Liang's nosebleed flowed down on the spot.

Xiao Zhang Qian ran away, shouting and beating people while running, Wang Erhu rushed over with an arrow step, grabbed Xiao Zhang Qian's back collar and lifted it up.

Xiao Zhang Qian was a little scared, Wang Erhu punched Xiao Zhang Qian in the stomach, and sneered: "Little cub, you run again, call people again!" ”

Zhao Liang covered his nose: "You are still not human, even children are beaten!" ”

Wang Dahu kicked Zhao Liang in the stomach again: "We just want to fight!" Not only to fight, but also to make him remember! ”

Wang Erhu flung it, Xiao Zhang Qian was thrown to the ground, Wang Erhu rushed over and kicked Xiao Zhang Qian's tail bone, Xiao Zhang Qian didn't even have the strength to cry, his face was pale and he covered his waist and panted.

Wang Erhu still wanted to fight, Zhao Liang rushed over to protect Xiao Zhang Qian, Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu were even more angry, punching and kicking Zhao Liang, and when these two people finished fighting and left, Zhao Liang was already out of breath and less in breath.

Xiao Zhang Qian looked at Zhao Liang, whose eyes were about to be opened, with a sluggish expression, and he still couldn't cry.

Zhao Liang trembled and raised his right hand and put it on Xiao Zhang Qian's head: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the bad guys don't have good rewards" Before he finished speaking, Zhao Liang's hand hung down weakly.

Xiao Zhang Qian was so frightened that he crawled out of Zhao Liang's arms backwards, his small body shrank into the corner, and he hugged his knees and trembled.

Zhao Liang is already dead.

Zhang Qian's heart was full of anger towards Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu, but more of a sense of sadness and powerlessness.

In his memory, some villagers finally heard the movement and came out, Wang Dahu and Wang Erhu didn't make a heavy move, but Zhao Liang still suffered some injuries, but in this illusion, Zhao Liang died.

To protect himself, died.

Zhang Qian felt that his chest was blocked by something, and he was uncomfortable.

The scene before him changed again, and he appeared again in the sky covered with golden clouds, and took the third step steadily.

If it goes on like this, when will it be a head? Zhang Qian thought to himself.

In the fourth step, there is no reaction, and in the fifth step, the illusion reappears.

It was one night, looking at the night scene in front of him, Zhang Qian was a little strange, there was no similar scene in his memory.

Not far away, a figure swayed over, humming an unknown song as he walked.

This voice Zhang Qian's eyes widened, it was Dad!

The figure walked under the street lamp, Zhang Qian saw clearly, it was really a dad, a dad who drank too much!

He suddenly realized something.

Dad really drank too much, staggered a few steps, and finally fell to the ground with a thud, snoring.

At this time, a figure sneakily emerged from the other direction, and when he walked under the street lamp, Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes - that's right, this is the bastard Duan Liang who framed his father back then!

Duan Liang looked at his father sleeping on the road, paused for a moment, thought for a while, and then looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, he took out something from his arms and stuffed it into his father's arms, and no one at the scene saw it.

Immediately afterwards, the picture turned, and it was already the second day, and several policemen appeared and took away the father who was still sleeping.

Zhang Qian also knew everything after that.

After reading this illusion, Zhang Qian's heart did not fluctuate much, this matter has passed, and the culprits of the year, Duan Liang and Jia Mingke, have long been gone.

And this time the illusion disappeared smoothly.

Zhang Qian looked at the sky with colorful clouds floating in front of him, and lowered his shoulders a little weakly.