Yan Yuan ignored him and continued: "I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I never knew who my father and mother were, maybe ......" He smiled bitterly and continued: "Maybe because I was born weak, my father and mother are afraid that they will not be able to support me, there are too many abandoned children in the troubled times, no matter where they are." ”

"Well, I'm just like you, but I'm doing well. Did you pick it up from the village?" Iraq asked.

"Well, I was picked up by the old village chief, and the people in the village are very kind to me, so I want to repay them as best I can. As I grew up, I began to go to various places to learn skills, and then I met a Taoist priest who knew how to practice immortal methods, and I have been practicing mental art with him. By the time I came back again, I had the skills to protect everyone in the village. Yan Yuan said leisurely.

Iraq said: "It's a return to the hometown." ”

Yan Yuan looked at the stunned people in the distance, sighed, and continued: "After I came back, I found that the villagers often quarreled over some trivial matters, and I didn't want to see these things happen, so I used the mental technique I learned from the Taoist priest to cast an enchantment in the village, which can create a beautiful illusion and dissolve all hatred and anger. ”

Iraq nodded and said: "This is also good, no wonder I see that the village is peaceful and indisputable, it turns out that you did it." ”

Yan Yuan also nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, I have fulfilled my wish somewhat, but there are only two things that I can't do." ”

"What's the matter?"

"One is Amo, he has always been like that, if anyone is not pleasing to the eye, he will rush out as soon as possible, and my enchantment can't help him. ”

Yan Yuan looked at the numb and dazed villagers in the garden and continued: "The second thing is that they have been plagued by nightmares. The only way I can do it is to take away their memories and emotions and make them forget their pain and live a peaceful life. ”

Yan Yuan smiled helplessly and said, "I imprisoned them here, and then told the other villagers that they left the village and went to a distant place. ”

"That's not the way to go, and you're spurting blood!" Iraq said.

"Yes, a few months ago, I felt like I was running out of oil. He clutched his chest and coughed violently, his face becoming more and more bald and tired.

"Recently, I realized that as the villagers had more and more nightmares, I realized that someone was secretly doing something, but I couldn't stop it. ”

"Who's doing the trick?" Iraq asked.

"A Taoist priest who taught me the art of the mind. ”

"Why!"

"Because the villagers are suffering, he can absorb the strength, so that his cultivation will be higher, and now I understand why he didn't ask for anything when he taught me the mental method. Yan Yuan said bitterly.

Yan Yuan looked at Iraq and said, "Are you willing to help me?"

Iraq didn't know where to turn out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said with an expression that saw through the red dust: "I've seen too much fighting, killing and killing, my heart is as calm as water, and I don't want to participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes anymore." ”

As soon as Iraq's voice fell, Yan Yuan spurted a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't dodge it again, spraying Iraq's whole body.

"Look, I didn't say I wouldn't help you, and you sprayed me again. You are a good person, everything is good, but the habit of spraying blood has to be changed, you always spray like this, others have nothing to do, and you yourself will have to squirt to death sooner or later!"

"You turn around. Yan Yuan said that Iraq did so.

I saw that Yan Yuan's hand shone slightly, and gently patted Iraq's back.

"False and true, real and illusory, all of them are faint, just by one thought. Since ancient times, the tide has been made by empty people, indomitable but changing, sad, not inferior, empty, not extinguished. With Yan Yuan's words, the light became brighter and brighter, scorching to the eye. Streamers of light flowed from Yan Yuan's arms into Iraq's body.

After a while, Yan Yuan was already spread on the ground.

"Remember...... Hold on to my mantra!"

Iraq turned around and saw Yan Yuan lying on the ground, reaching out to help, but Yan Yuan stopped him.

"I have passed on my remaining skills to you, as long as you have love in your heart, do not hide anger, every time you hit the opponent, you will give the opponent a beautiful illusion, remember when the body touches the opponent, do not absorb, otherwise you will be in pain. Yan Yuan said with difficulty.

Then he waved his hand at Iraq and said, "Come here." ”

Iraq leaned down, Yan Yuan touched Iraq's chest and pushed hard.

"You must help the villagers defeat that hateful Taoist priest. ”

Iraq flew out of the illusion with Yan Yuan's last strength.

The beautiful garden gradually distorted, and Yan Yuan's figure began to blur, and together with the surrounding villagers, it turned into a black and silent emptiness.

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