Late at night, Linghua pushed the door and found that her door was not locked, so she gently pushed the door open and dived into the deep night.

Zhuo Zhuo was already waiting for her not far away, and the two looked at each other and nodded, and did not speak in tacit understanding.

Zhuo Zhuo raised his hand and turned into a door, and they walked through the light door to the wooden building. Linghua quietly looked at Zhuo Zhuo's face, his lips were dry and white, his eye sockets were deep, he didn't seem to have rested, and his whole person was tired.

"Are you alright?" Linghua looked at him with concern.

"I'm fine." Zhuo Zhuo's expression was well controlled, neither much sadness nor too much decadence, but vague anxiety.

"But the situation is not good." Zhuo Zhuo was surprised, "He's gone."

Linghua wondered, "How can it disappear? It's not normal."

"I heard from the man who took care of him that at three o'clock tonight, he drank a cup of tea and played with a bronze tiger statue, and then suddenly disappeared." Zhuo Zhuo looked up at the wooden building in front of him, "There is no way he will kill himself, let alone hide at such an important time."

"And where will he go?" Do you fool us by disappearing? What the hell did he want to do......" Linghua also looked at the wooden building.

The wooden building seemed to be bigger and taller than before, and its roof seemed to touch the sky, obscuring the cold moon and stars.

"I'll continue to look for his whereabouts, and before that, let's carry out our plan." Zhuo Zhuo stretched out his hand to inject spiritual power, but was stopped by Linghua.

"It's not the right time." Linghua said solemnly, "Now the situation is complicated, not to mention that there are many mysteries that have not yet been solved, if this is the game that was born to us, we will be defeated if we are successful."

Zhuo Zhuo's eyes widened angrily when he heard Linghua's words, and he asked, "You were the one who said you wanted to save everyone at the time, but now you have to regret it?"

Linghua explained, "At that time, I didn't know that there were so many secrets, and if I had known in advance, I wouldn't have acted rashly.

But as we saw yesterday, it is impossible to assume that those things did not happen. What are we doing if we forcibly ignore it?"

Zhuo Zhuo shook his sleeves and sneered: "You, like those people, are you afraid when you see the hardships ahead? Then you go, my plan has been in the works for several years, and it is impossible to give up because of the so-called "trap".

If you don't save the others, then please, and I'll get the people on the list out of this prison!"

After Zhuo Zhuo finished speaking, he got up on his own and gathered spiritual power.

Linghua suddenly found that Zhuo Zhuo had a stubborn and tough temper, no wonder Jiao Lu was unforgiving to him. She knew that she couldn't persuade Zhuo Zhuo, so she took out the spirit stone to gather the spirit with him.

Zhuo Zhuo saw her movements, bowed his head slightly and did not speak. The two of them poured spiritual power into the low pavilion, and Linghua used a large amount of spiritual power left in the spirit stone, leaving only a small part remaining.

The spiritual power in the low pavilion poured into the wooden building, and the whirlwind on the wooden building became bigger and bigger, and the howling wind passed through them, blowing their clothes and hair ruffled.

Linghua wanted to say something but didn't say it. She knew that saving people was a sustenance and hope for Zhuo Zhuo to live, and it was impossible to pull him back at the moment when he was about to succeed and let everything come back.

He needs to heal himself by redeeming others, and replace his own doom at the mercy of others with the escape of others.

He's pathetic, but more mysterious.

There are too many mysteries about this person's identity, at first I thought he was a demon, but then I saw that he was originally a human in the wooden building, and now I saw his corpse, so what is he?

Is it a false shadow in the phantom array?

But he is so real, seeing her and Heng Gu risking their lives, he will not care about his own safety to protect him; wants to help the people in Pingzhen escape the fate of death, and put himself in the forefront to withstand everything; Because the corpse in the ice coffin collapsed, the whole person was a lot haggard.

Is this all fake?

No, she couldn't be sure if it was true or not, so instead of guessing, she should go and see for herself.

Linghua didn't say a word, strode towards the wooden building, and pushed open the blood-stained red door

In an instant, a dazzling red light shone out from inside, and a strong aura blew her down like a violent wind.

She grabbed the door frame and climbed up, Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly stepped forward to hold her arm: "What do you want to do? It's extremely unstable in the Phantom Pavilion right now, and it's dangerous to go in!"

"But I have something to verify, and I have to see it with my own eyes." Linghua stood firm in a blood-red patch, the red reflected on her face, as if half of her face had been torn off to reveal the flesh inside.

Zhuo Zhuo looked at Linghua's eyes with a resolute and determined expression, he thought about it and made up his mind, "I'll go in with you."

Phantasmium Pavilion, 3rd floor.

Linghua walked to the towering bookshelf again, the bookshelf standing up to the sky and the earth had not changed, and the position was exactly the same as before.

She walked in a completely different direction than she had last arrived, clinging to the bookshelf on her left and moving slowly deeper.

The bookshelves were disorganized, and she had to follow the leftmost track.

Although there are no lights around, each bookshelf is brightly lit, and the crystal light hits the bookshelf, leaving a short shadow on the ground.

Linghua's cautious footsteps stepped through one shadow after another, and came to the end of this floor.

On the wall at the end is a recessed alcove with five tiers, each with a small blue-grey incense burner in the middle.

A thin smoke rose from the incense burner, Linghua stepped forward to open the incense burner to check, Zhuo Zhuo grabbed her: "This can't move."

He stretched out his bear paw to touch the lid of the incense burner, and the slender gray smoke suddenly burned violently, burning his palm, and his palm covered the demon fire, and the blood-colored red was extinguished immediately.

"I'm a demon, and my feelings are stronger. It's all demonic fire, and if you open it, your hands will be burned to slag." Zhuo Zhuo shook the heat on his hands, "I'll do this kind of thing, don't move."

Although the demon fire couldn't do much harm to Linghua, she was also grateful for Zhuo Zhuo's kindness and complied with his request.

The other incense burners in the alcove were still smoking. Linghua took two steps back to take a look, and couldn't help but feel strange.

There are only a few incense burners on such a large alcove, is there really nothing to put on it, or are they not able to see what is placed at the moment?

Linghua asked Zhuo Zhuo to pick up the incense burner that had been opened, and she used the light from nowhere to look inside the incense burner.

After the demon fire was extinguished, the bottom of the incense burner was exposed, and a shallow drop of blood condensed on it, which seemed to have dripped into it.

Without thinking, Linghua bit his finger and dripped his own blood into it.

She looked back at the alcove, but nothing happened.

"Zhuo Zhuo, can you help me open the other incense burners?"

Zhuo Zhuo didn't seem to have any other way, so according to Linghua's words, he extinguished the demon fire in each incense burner, and took it down layer by layer and placed it for Linghua to see.

There was nothing in the incense burner on the first floor, but the bottom was irregular, dry and transparent marks the size of a fingernail, which looked like water stains.

There were only a few ashes in the incense burner on the second floor, but a red hair stuck to the lid.

The third layer is the incense burner that Shi Cai took down, and there is blood in it.

Inside the fourth layer was an unidentified object that had burned to the size of millet, already as black as carbon, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

There was nothing in the incense burner on the last floor, neither anything sticking to it, nor the slightest trace of anything else.

"It's a mechanism." Zhuo Zhuo couldn't help but scratch his head, "It seems like you have to put the right thing?"

Linghua nodded, "I can see that I need water, hair, and blood, but the remaining two really can't see it. Do you have a clue?"

Zhuo Zhuo was also confused, and he suggested, "It's better to see if there are any records of these incense burners in the dark room, there are many secret things stored here, and there may be a solution."

"It's fine."

Linghua was about to take out the key, but Zhuo Zhuo waved his hand: "You don't need to use the key, I can open this place."

Linghua was surprised, "You can actually open such a secret and important place? I will bring you if I know it, and I don't have to accept it

The gas."

Zhuo Zhuo smiled, then put away his smile and his face was deep: "Because of my special status, Di Yuan originally wanted to promote me vigorously. If I go to work for Di Yuan, I'm afraid I won't have any status."

Linghua was still curious about Xiang Suisheng, so he asked, "Then why do you want to promote Xiang Suisheng?"

Zhuo Zhuo walked towards the dark room with Linghua as he continued, "Di Yuan saw that I had no intention of doing anything with her, so he found a match, thinking that he could create another me, but he failed.

He couldn't become a demon, but because of his loyalty to Emperor Yuan, his ruthless methods, and his hostility to human beings, he was appreciated by Emperor Yuan."

Linghua was puzzled: "He is also a human being, why should he be hostile to his own kind?"

"That's a long story." Zhuo Zhuo looked around and thought about how to tell her.

Linghua followed him past one bookcase after another, and suddenly Zhuo Zhuo paused.

"What is this?" Zhuo Zhuo asked himself suspiciously.

Linghua followed his line of sight and looked to the right, and there was a square half-human high shelf between the bookshelves, and a tiger statue was quietly placed on it, with a mysterious red light flowing around it.

Presumably, this is what An Huai called the "array eye".

All phantom arrays do not necessarily have array eyes, and phantom arrays with array eyes must be protected by treasures, which are more difficult to destroy.

An Huai said that this tiger statue is influenced by aura in the wooden building, and it is already a spiritual weapon, and its power must be stronger than that of ordinary magic weapons.

She stepped out from behind Zhuo Zhuo, put her hand on the tiger statue and sensed it for a moment, then withdrew her hand.

"This is the eye of the phantom array." Linghua turned back to Zhuo Zhuo and said. But she didn't tell the whole story, and hid the second half of the sentence.

The spiritual power in the tiger statue on the platform is hundreds of times more than the spirit stone that Doctor Cao gave her, and it must be destroyed before there is a chance to crack the phantom array.

And this wooden building is full of alternating between reality and illusion, has the illusion array been broken, and the falsehood on this wooden building no longer exists?

Linghua didn't know the answer, but at this time she was determined in her mind, and what she wanted to do was extremely clear.

I saw that she was concentrating on gathering spiritual power in her palm, and Zhuo Zhuo next to her was saying something, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

The aura generated by the spiritual power swept out a gust of breeze, and she stretched out her hand to take a large amount of light, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

In the dark night, only Linghua's palms emitted a warm yellow light, and these lights swayed like moths following the fire.

She grabbed the warm light, and slowly and gently gathered it together with her arms as if she were playing tai chi, forming a ball of light that was a person wide.

The gathered spiritual power poured into the ball of light, and the warm yellow light suddenly turned red. Linghua frowned slightly, it turned out that these lights were all transformed by demonic power.

It didn't matter if it was demonic power or spiritual power, Linghua vigorously hit the ball of light on the tiger statue, and the bronze spiritual weapon was attacked by the fierce demonic power, and it instantly split into several pieces.

The array has been destroyed, and it will not be too difficult to break this phantom array. And the illusion born from the phantom array must not be as clear as before.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhuo Zhuo's voice trembled with horror.

Linghua looked back, Zhuo Zhuo's figure became blurred, and his hand was even transparent.

In front of the destruction array, Zhuo Zhuo was fine, but after destroying this bronze statue, he was also damaged.

Could it be that he really ...... Illusion?