"Yes, so that you will not be detected by the great demon, so that you can question me safely here, and so that you can escape from the Demon Soul Illusion one day. ”

"Magical Fantasy Realm?" Ye Chong was about to ask, when he suddenly felt a wisp of thought coming from the sky, illusory, subtle, like a gossamer seeping into his ears.

Fan Wuwu was startled, nodded a few times on Ye Chong's body, dragged him to a cave behind him, and said, "No matter what happens, don't make a sound, otherwise you will have to worry about your life." ”

Ye Chong only felt that his whole body was stiff, as if he had clicked on the acupoints, and he couldn't help but be a little scared.

Fan Wuwu turned his head to look at the sky and said, "You don't have to worry, the demon won't come in person." He was just urging his mind to get my Soul Mirror. Hehe, it's been twenty years, are you going to fall into your trap today?" After saying that, he sat down with his back to him, just blocking the entrance to the cave. I saw that he was pinching the magic trick in his hand, and he seemed to have entered a state of practice.

Ye Chong was lying on the ground, his head close to Fan Wuwu's waist, and he faintly felt a hot breath coming, feeling that he didn't seem to be a dead person or a soul, and his heart gradually settled down. Raising his eyes to look at the top of the cave, there was a faint light flickering, only to see that small points of light appeared on the top of Fan Wuwu's head at some point, connected to each other in a line, like a flying dragon, constantly circling back and forth, faintly there seemed to be a faint consciousness urging.

Fan Wuwu originally had a straight back and was solemn and solemn, but under the urging of that consciousness, his shoulders gradually drooped, and he seemed to enter a state of relaxation.

Ye Chongxin said: "Could it be that the demon used hypnosis?" At the moment, he concentrated and carefully understood the meaning of that thought. In a few moments, the thought came to his mind as if he were speaking. It's just that the sound rustles, like paper rubbing, and it's very unpleasant.

I only heard the thought and said slowly: "Okay, now imagine that you are in an elevator, and the dashboard of the elevator shows the era of the Western Era, do you see?" The voice suddenly became soft and pleasant, friendly and natural, like an old friend who had not seen him for many years recounting the past.

Fan Wuwu nodded, feeling very relaxed.

The thought continued, "Okay, now I'll slowly count from one to twenty. When I count to 20, the elevator goes up to the 20th floor. Then the elevator doors will open automatically, and you will be transported back to 20 years ago, to that thrilling, fateful day when you can see it clearly. ”

The thought slowly counted twenty counts, and said, "Okay, now that the elevator door has opened to you, you have returned to twenty years ago, back to that day." That's right, this is the day. Tell me, where are you?"

Fan Wuwu seemed to be out of control, and muttered, "I'm on the island in the middle of the lake." ”

Ye Chong was secretly frightened: "I didn't expect that this demon was really hypnotic, but I was afraid that Fan Wuwu would be bad." He wanted to remind him, but he was worried that he had helped the bad guys, and he was also pointed, his whole body was stiff, and his heart was more than enough.

That thought appreciated Fan Wuwu's cooperation very much, and said softly: "Okay, you can see it very clearly and understand it now." Do you know where this is?"

"The island in the middle of the lake in the West Lake of Hangzhou. ”

"Tell me, what year is it?" the thought directed.

"1989. ”

"Why are you on this island?"

"I came back from Beijing and came here to relax. Fan Wuwu said.

"Scattered, are you in a bad mood?"

"Hopes are lost, and the future is bleak. When Fan Wuwu said this, he let out a long sigh and seemed to regret deeply.

The thought said: "You are a hot-blooded young man, but it is a pity that you were born at the wrong time. ”

Fan Wuwu's back trembled slightly, smiled faintly, and laughed at himself: "What kind of hot-blooded young man is just a group of clowns who are used by others." There is a sense of frustration and laziness.

"It's the fault of the times, not yours. Slowly, everything will be fine. The thought comforted him.

Ye Chongxin said: "This demon will win people's hearts. I thought again: "This Fan Wuwu is really a real person." ”

"I hope so. Fan Wuwu sighed softly again.

The thought was quiet for a while, and then said, "You...... With whom?"

"Liao Bufan. ”

"Liao Bufan?"

"It's my classmate and my best friend. When Fan Wuwu said this, his whole body trembled, and he seemed to be very excited.

"You're in ...... What are you doing?" said the thought.

Fan Wuwu didn't answer, as if he was trying to reminisce about the past, and after a long while, he said, "We are discussing a poem." ”

"A poem?"

"Life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away. Ye Chong was lying on the ground, only to see Fan Wuwu's spine erect, reciting poems emotionally, and returning to that era of boiling blood.

The thought hummed and said, "This is a poem by the Hungarian poet Fidolfi." Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh and said, "Yes, if you lose your freedom, what's the point of talking about life and love?!"

"You think so too?" Fan Wuwu's voice trembled slightly, as if he had met a confidant he hadn't seen for many years.

But the thought didn't care, so he snorted and said flatly: "What happened later?"

Ye Chongxin said: "This demon seems to have just learned hypnosis, at this time, you should attack the heart, gain trust, and then press forward step by step to get the cheats." ”

When Fan Wuwu heard the word "later", his body trembled slightly, and he seemed to be very scared. After a long while, he gradually calmed down and muttered, "We were discussing, and suddenly the wind in the sky suddenly rose, like a whirlpool, gathering black clouds one after another, turning bigger and bigger, darker and darker, and lower and lower, as if the heavenly demons were in the world. The whirlpool and the water surface connected, brushed, suddenly pulled up a huge column of water, like a long dragon, circling, flying and moving sideways, rolling up countless gravel fish and shrimp, the momentum is very amazing. We were both very frightened, so we quickly hid behind a boulder, and each of us hugged another boulder, and then we settled down. ”

"Don't be afraid, I know you weren't swept away by the gale. The thought comforted.

"Yes, we weren't swept away by the gale. But after hiding for a while, I felt that the wind seemed to be mixed with the sound of fighting and shouting. The two of us were particularly amazed, and said to ourselves, 'Why is it that there are still people who have the heart to fight at this time?' If they are swept away by a strong wind, even if they fight for a while, what good will it be?!"

"Yes, even if you win for a while, what's the benefit?!" the thought said this sentence softly and tactfully, and tried to seduce it to the fullest. I think that when he asked about the whereabouts of "Demon Soul Mirror" before, Fan Wuwu always resisted and didn't say anything, so he deliberately bewitched.

Fan Wuwu didn't notice it, and continued: "The two of us were originally leaning against the boulder, but we finally couldn't resist our curiosity and turned around to take a peek. This sight was immediately shocked, and I saw three people with their clothes fluttering and their beards scattered, fighting desperately in the whirlpool of the hurricane. When he said this, Ye Chong only felt that his whole body trembled, as if he had returned to the scene at that time.

Ye Chongxin said: "How can there be such a shocking martial arts in the world?" But listening to his tone, it was obvious that he was not lying.

"These three, you...... Do you know?" said the thought.

Fan Wuwu shook his head and said, "I've never seen them. ”

"Do you remember what they looked like?"

"Remember, how can you not remember. I will never forget the appearance of these three people until I die. One of the young men was a slender man, about thirty years old, with hair half black and half hundred, and he wore a uniform, and looked particularly shrewd and capable. The other person was a Taoist priest, who was about the same age as that of the bancun, with a rebellious face, and did not have the tranquility and harmony of a monk. Both of them were empty-handed, and they worked together to besiege an old man. The old man was dressed in a kimono, his hair was scattered, and he seemed to have suffered internal injuries. In the midst of the hurricane, these three people spun and fly, fighting very fiercely, and their moves were all killers. At that time, Liao Bufan and I didn't know martial arts, but in hindsight, the old man and the young man who stayed on the board should be the same family, even master and apprentice. The young Taoist martial arts went all the way, and he thought it was the helper invited by the bancun. It's just that the martial arts of these three people are very weird, almost demonic all the way. ”

"Two young and strong young men besiege an old man who has been wounded, it is not right!" said the thought indignantly.

"Yes, Liao Bufan and I thought the same thing at that time, and we both hoped that the old man would win. Fan Wuwu said.

"And then?"