The traces left by the cyan flame were exactly the same as the traces left by the green mang samadhi true fire burning the demon beast in the demon refining furnace, and after the team members knew about this situation, they all looked at me with strange eyes, as if they were looking at an ugly beast hidden in human skin. It's even more estranged between the brothers, the fat man actually ruthlessly asked me to cut off a finger to show my innocence, why do brothers who depend on each other in life and death have a mutation in personality, just because I have become different?

But I have always believed that no matter what I become, the fat man will never leave me, live and die together. What's wrong with this, who is wrong, is he wrong, or am I wrong?

If I was wrong, I did something wrong, but only because of a blue scar on my arm.

Oh, yes! Because I had a cyan scar on my arm, everyone thought I was different, and I might be possessed by a monster. It's all to blame for this cyan flame scar, if it weren't for it, these heart-wrenching things wouldn't have happened! It would be nice if there was no it, and without it, it would be back to the way it used to be. Without it

Thinking of this, a feeling of extreme disgust that he had never felt in his life spontaneously arose, and he immediately took out the vajra from his waist and stabbed it fiercely into his left arm. The blood that kept gushing out couldn't even hide the ugly cyan scar. Why, why did the blue scar still remain on the arm after so many cuts, what should I do, what should I do to completely remove this extremely ugly and disgusting blue scar?

"Why don't you cut it off!" Suddenly, a faint voice came up from the depths of my heart, and said to me: It is better to cut it off!

I couldn't stand the fact that people looked at me with the eyes of a leper dog who had died in a stinking gutter, and their eyes were full of hatred. Disgust, even a horrific emotion that is so disgusting that it wants pity and sympathy. It makes me feel unusually pitiful. At the same time, he began to hate himself, as if he shouldn't have come to this world.

It's the cyan scar on the arm that's to blame. Let me suffer this cold reception, mental inhuman treatment. So beware of a voice from the bottom of your heart that says, "It's better to cut it off." Then you are completely immersed in it.

That's right! Just cut it off, just cut it off, and you don't have to mind this glaring and ugly scar anymore, and everyone will no longer think I'm different, and they won't suspect that my body is inhabited by monsters or other weird things.

The vajra that was raised high, as long as it was waved down violently, it would all return to its former past. But. Just as I was about to swing the vajra down, someone hit me in the back of the neck, and then my eyes went black and I passed out.

In the darkness, there was a cyan flame in front of me, the color I hated the most and the least wanted to see right now. But the fist-sized cyan flame refused to let me go, and it flickered up and down beside me. Left and right, shaking constantly. I tried my best to dodge, because I didn't want my body to leave that evil cyan trace.

It's dark. The black light blinded the fire, as if everything had been corrupted and gone. However, the cyan ball of fire. But like an incorruptible ghost, he surrounds him. It wanders around constantly, waiting for an opportunity to achieve its ugly purpose. Branded with that indelible sordid mark. Let me be spurned and disgusted by the world from now on, and draw the symbol of dancing with the demon beast, and from then on, relatives, friends, and lovers will be far away from me. From then on, the world is big, but there is no place for it.

No, we must not allow such a horrible thing to happen. You must not let the cyan fire ball get close to half a step, and you must not leave dirty and ugly cyan traces on the top of your body, you just want to be an ordinary person.

Struggle, roll, hand waving, leg kicking. Don't come closer, don't come near me, damn cyan fire.

However, despite my stubborn resistance, I was like a trapped beast that was barely breathing, doing a senseless death struggle. Qingmang Huotuan, without any emotion, it couldn't read my desperate mood at this time, hit the chest mercilessly, and then felt an extremely sharp pain in the chest, suddenly disappeared, as if burrowed into the body.

It's over, but in the end, I still can't escape the teasing of the cyan fire group. I ripped open the placket and found a blue scar on my chest. I wanted to shout "no" like crazy, but my throat felt like it was blocked, and I couldn't make any sound.

No, we must not allow this to represent evil, the traces of ugliness on our bodies, we must get rid of it. If you don't have a knife, you scratch it with your fingernails, and as long as you scratch it beyond recognition, no one will know that you are different.

Suddenly, a pair of arms stretched out from the darkness, bloodless, almost transparent, and at first glance they were the arms of ghosts. Though they hide their bodies in endless darkness, I know they want to stop me from removing the green scars so I can be with them. The transparent arms with a cold light were particularly dazzling in the dark, making my arms numb as if frozen, and I was about to lose consciousness.

If it is stopped now, the ugly cyan marks on the chest will be confessed to the world, and there is no room for redemption. I didn't want this terrible thing to happen, so I desperately tried to shake off the ghost hand that was grabbing my arm, but I was grabbed more and more tightly, and in the end, I had to open my mouth wide and bite the glowing ghost hand fiercely.

The shrill ghost scream that burst my eardrums startled me into a shiver, but my body began to gradually warm up strangely, and the surroundings became brighter. Then, someone slapped his head hard, and suddenly opened his eyes.

All my teammates gathered around me, but their expressions were different.

The fat man's arm was bitten, and he was aiming his mouth at the wound, blowing constantly to relieve the pain. Zha Ling'er opened the backpack, took out the ointment from it, and rubbed it on the fat man's bitten arm. When the monkey saw that I had woken up, he let go of my left arm, and his face was covered in sweat, as if he had just come out of the steam bath. The smoke man and the seventh master also looked similar to monkeys, sweating profusely, with a nervous and anxious look.

My head was dizzy, and before I could figure out what was going on, I slowly sat up from the ground. As a result, he was extremely shocked to find that he was still lying in the phantom realm of the fence pile. However, we have already left this place, how can we return to this place again?

Seeing that I sat up from the ground with a question mark on my face, Seventh Master explained: "The fence pile illusion here is actually a double illusion. ”

A double illusion is a fantasy in which there is another illusion. Theoretically, it is simple, but in practice, it is very difficult to operate, and without unusually powerful spiritual power, it is impossible to achieve multiple illusions. Because the double illusions are not easy to overlap and blend together, if they don't do it well, it will be self-defeating, so that the two illusions kill each other, and lead them to destroy themselves. I've only seen stories about multiple illusions in ancient books, but there have been no successful cases in modern times. Unexpectedly, we strayed into multiple illusions in this lush Qilin Mountain.

Zha Qiye said: The green vine forest is the first layer of illusion inside, it is very detailed and realistic, and it took a lot of effort on the part of the layer, but I didn't expect to be broken by the fat man's mistake, and I was very lucky. And because the interior is too realistic and detailed, it is estimated that a lot of spiritual power has been spent, so the second layer of illusion outside is relatively simple. Unfortunately, I was the only one who was tricked, and then my mind was eroded by the darkness and I began to go crazy in the hedge stake illusion.

At first, I walked around in the fence stakes, moving very fast, and it was with great difficulty for everyone to keep up with me. Then he began to say some inexplicable words, what cyan flames, demon beast light, and other words that everyone couldn't understand at all. Then he began to tear the sleeve of his left arm, and when he lifted the vajra, he was about to stab his left arm. Fortunately, the people around me reacted quickly and immediately grabbed the vajra and grabbed my arms. As a result, I broke free from everyone's hands like a chicken blood, and began to tear the placket of my chest, and scratched my bare chest with my fingernails. When everyone saw this, they immediately rushed to me, and the cigarette man slammed into my hand and knocked me to the ground. He tried to knock me out, but he couldn't get me out. When he was accused by everyone on the ground, he kept waving his hands desperately and kicking his legs, which made everyone sweat profusely, and finally bit the fat man.

Later, Zha Ling'er couldn't stand it anymore, so she slapped me on the head, but I didn't expect to wake me up.

After listening to Seventh Master's story, he immediately pulled open the tattered sleeve of his coat on his left arm, and found that the upper part of his arm was intact, except for some dirt that was a little dirty, there were no traces of cyan scars at all. However, because of the influence of the illusion, his chest was scratched by himself more than a dozen times, although it was a faint pain, but fortunately it was only a skin injury.

Seeing that I was fully awake, Seventh Master Zha asked, "What did you see that made you lose your mind so much?" ”

Hearing Seventh Master's question, he began to recall all the past, and he saw the cyan flame that appeared in the illusion, the demon refining furnace and the Qingmang Samadhi True Fire. At the same time, he deduced that the person who suspected of setting up the fence stake illusion was actually just trying to lure us here, and the fifth master and Tianyu were probably not in their hands at all, and they all told everyone about it.

After everyone heard this, the fat man first attacked me, blaming me for how I could doubt the supreme friendship and family affection between the two of us, and stubbornly fall too deep. When I saw the bite on the fat man's arm, I immediately accompanied the smiling face, took out a box of canned meat, and made a wish to him, and waited until I returned to the capital to invite him to ten meals before the matter was settled. (To be continued......)