"It is a flower handed down from King Jingde Mountain, and I want to pass it on and carry it forward." Tian Yunong's fingers had already touched the flower, and he turned a deaf ear to Lin Xuan's words, as if he had been caught in a nightmare.

With a "pop", Lin Xuan heard the sound of the bubbles popping, exactly the same as the sound of the huge soap bubbles blown out by the children when they were playing.

Suddenly, the road made of ice and snow and the red lotus all over the ground were gone, and they disappeared cleanly, and there was nothing left.

In fact, the same is true when the soap bubble bursts, and the huge colorful sphere disappears in an instant, leaving only tiny water molecules to splash out in all directions. Now, all of them had disappeared, and Lin Xuan watched as Tian Yunong was slightly stunned and quickly fell, swallowed by the darkness below the cliff.

This is the second strange thing, Tian Yunong fell as the ice and snow disappeared.

"Senior Tian-" Lin Xuan shouted, there was no time to rescue.

He looked down, and there was only endless darkness, and the dream was shattered just now.

"How so? Tian Yunong disappeared, how did Bing Xue and Chilian come and go, just like a spring dream that came in the middle of the night and went at dawn, no matter how much passion and pleasure that dream brought to people, it would disappear and there was no recourse. But how exactly did this qiē happen? Could it be that the lotus seed of the King of Jingde Mountain is a charming trap......"

Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and tried hard to control his feelings to avoid falling into a state of mental breakdown in extreme shock.

When this series of things happened, Lin Xuan's gaze shifted from the bottom of the cliff to the soles of his feet, only to realize that he was just standing on a small stone platform. The stone platform is only one meter long and half a meter wide, and if you cross this range, you will fall into the abyss.

He sighed and turned his head to go into the cave.

The disappearance of Chilian and the fall of Tian Yunong are understandable, after all, this is in the belly of the Tibetan mountain, and all kinds of unbelievable events are always dizzying. However, when he found that the cave in front of him did not exist at all, he was really terrified to the point of trembling.

In front of him, there was no cave, only a hard, blue-black stone wall, and he could fall into the abyss with a slight movement, except for a stone platform of only half a square meter under his feet.

This was the third strange thing, and it was this incident that made Lin Xuan's whole body completely soaked in cold sweat.

"Even a cave is an illusion? It's really ......" He stroked the cold stone wall, the corners of his mouth trembling, and only a wry smile remained on his face.

When he was in the cave opposite, he saw that there was an entrance to the cave, and that the woman's vision was that she had gone out of the cave and returned to the cave.

If every qiē is an illusion, then is this deep cliff also an illusion?

If it is an illusion, Tian Yunong falls, can he be safe and sound?

Lin Xuan's mind was booming, and he couldn't think calmly. In fact, there are only two paths in front of him, one is to go back, and the other is to go down, but these two roads are dead ends, broken roads, and dead ends.

"Illusions can really kill people, the mirage in the desert kills travelers, and this qiē in front of me pushed me to the guillotine." Lin Xuan muttered to himself.

He squatted against the stone wall to save his body and try to get through the pass.

Now, the entrance to the cave on the opposite side was clearly visible, and when he gazed intently with all his eyes, he could still see the lotus pattern on the stone wall down from the entrance of the cave.

Three meters down the pattern, there are even some Tibetan characters engraved.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and rested for a while, then reopened his eyes to distinguish the intermittent words, which should probably mean "The road to eternal life must go through difficult tests". The text was written from top to bottom, and when it reached ten meters below, it was shrouded in darkness and could no longer be seen.

The stone wall is so steep that it is difficult for ordinary people to write on it, even with the help of pulleys and ropes. In ancient Chinese martial arts, the two items of "mural wall fighting" and "star sucking" are enough to help a master walk on the steep wall dexterously and freely, like a gecko.

"Could it be that the Chinese kung fu master left the letter? Or, in Tibetan Buddhism, there are also eminent monks who are proficient in similar martial arts? Lin Xuan thought about it indiscriminately, but no thought could help him escape from the predicament.

With a "buzz", he felt the air around him vibrate violently, and then, a figure swept out of him and walked slowly towards the center of the cliff, it was the woman he had seen.

Now he understands that the illusion appears again and again, the equivalent of the "single song loop" mode in a music player.

He looked at the woman attentively, but this time the woman didn't make any sound, just stood in the air.

Lin Xuan concentrated his mind and constructed a thought pattern in his mind to let the woman return to him.

"Come to me, stop, let me see you, let me see who you really are." Lin Xuan whispered over and over again in his mind.

In this situation, just like a writer who does not use his pen or only his brain, constructs a virtual world out of thin air, and everyone or anything in this world is controlled by him alone. Although it is subtle to say, a clever writer can fully do this, and the so-called "one sand and one world, one flower and one Buddha country" is exactly this kind of spiritual world expounded.

The woman turned around slowly and walked in front of Lin Xuan step by step.

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan didn't speak, and asked with a "voice of his heart".

The woman's facial features and eyebrows were hazy and flowing, and no matter how close they were, they couldn't see clearly.

"Who are you? Let me see your face. Lin Xuan asked again with a "voice from the heart".

Little by little, the woman's face became clearer, first from the hair to the forehead, then to the eyes, the bridge of the nose, the cheeks, the lips, the chin and the neck.

"Donna." Lin Xuan called out the other party's name, "How could it be you?" Have you left this world already? ”

Lin Xuan's nose was sour, and some kind of warm liquid was slowly overflowing from the depths of his eyes.

All along, he took all the responsibility for Don Na's death on his shoulders, and repeatedly regretted that because of his indecision, he led Donna to Ghost Lake and never returned.

If the events of that morning could be repeated, he would not be half a step away from Donna, taking her with him the hook and sickle that she had dodged from the doom of death. However, there is no such thing as regret medicine in the world, and there are not so many "ifs".

The woman didn't move, just stared at Lin Xuan gently, just like when the two of them first met when Tang Na led the crowd to Xiongba Village. Although she and Lin Xuan have different nationalities and races, as long as they have love in their hearts, any geographical and language barriers are not a problem.

"Promise me, even if I know that every qiē is empty and dreamy, but as long as you say yes, you can get rid of all my guilt and thoughts." Lin Xuan whispered.

He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to hug the shadow, but then he forcibly held back, because he was afraid that Tang Na's shadow would disappear in an instant, just like the ice and snow red lotus passed away and took Tian Yunong away. He is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is that his body is dead but his heart is not dead, and he will leave no hatred for eternity.

"Donna." Lin Xuan's voice was already hoarse, "Sue me, what should I do to make up for my mistakes?" What can I do to see you again in samsara? ”

His heart is like a knife, his liver and intestines are broken, and the feeling at this moment is that life is worse than death.

"Hum", the air in front of him vibrated again, and Donna's figure was as turbulent as a painting.

"Don't go, don't go—" he shouted in quick succession.

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