The mirage was the trophy he had received from Concubine Mei, who had used the mirage to change his body and infiltrate the Xiaoyao Sect to pick the lanterns.

As soon as he told the story, the mirage became angry.

"This usage is too crude!" Zhu Erniang spoke on its behalf, "Just to confuse the real with the fake, she wasted an immortal mirage!"

He Lingchuan interjected, "What is the appearance of that mirage, do you know?"

"You can't see it by looking at the horn."

"Okay." He Lingchuan shrugged, "I want to ask for instructions on the use of mirages. How do I use it to set up a phantom array?"

"You want to trap the enemy?" This is a regular use of mirage illusion.

"No, I just want to bluff...... Oh no, deceit."

"Do this with a mirage?" The mirage commented, "Overkill."

However, since He Lingchuan asked about its old profession, the mirage demon taught it very carefully.

In the end, it told He Lingchuan, "The deepest mirage may not even be able to see through those who possess Yuan Power."

He Lingchuan laughed: "My mirage is not very clever, is there any way that people can't see through?"

He is just a layman, and he came to learn the style of a hand, which has nothing to do with the word "clever".

"What you use to deceive people has to be true." The mirage continued, "Also, it's difficult for humans to use mirages well, so it's best to use them with other magic weapons."

The logic of "......" is absolute, "You mean, I have to use the real thing in order to fake?"

"yes!" Mirage's answer was affirmative, "Don't you humans have a saying that when you are true, it is also false. The reverse is true, when the real is false, the false is also true."

He Lingchuan pressed his temple: "Okay, wait for me to think about it."

He asked a lot more details before saying goodbye to the Spider Sisters.

Back on Soding Island, He Lingchuan pondered the mirage's words before sending someone to find Li Mingrong.

He first handed over the damaged folding knife to Li Mingrong for repair, and then asked, "I heard that you are also good at making scenery magic weapons?"

There are many types of ritual utensils, and their uses are also diverse. He Chunhua's wife, Mrs. Ying, would use scenery tools to create landscapes and landscapes, in order to achieve the effect of clouds and mist.

Of course, in order to save money, it is not often opened.

"What effect does the owner need?"

"The scarier the better, the scarier the better." He Lingchuan took out the mirage and handed it to him, and now he learned how to use it for sale, "It must have a sense of atmosphere."

Scary, scary? Li Mingrong thought for a moment, "You got back a 'Linglong Tower' from the Shining Gold Plain, and several supernatural powers on it have failed, but it can still render the environment. Paired with this mirage, it might work wonders."

"Excellent." He Lingchuan clapped his palms and smiled, "You can go with me to the Shining Gold Plain, I'm afraid there are many armor weapons that need to be debugged by you on the spot."

Since the big boss made a request for a business trip, Li Mingrong, who is a migrant worker, can only happily agree.

In the next few days, He Lingchuan was on official business.

He was away for months, and the work he had saved was piling up so much that he couldn't finish it even if he didn't sleep for five or six days.

During this period, he also had to take time to inspect the progress of various work in the islands, check the work status of his subordinates, and announce the appointment and dismissal of a new batch of personnel......

He has been absent from his post for several months as a leader, and his subordinates will inevitably slack off, so he must rectify it well.

For example, several thorns who had caused trouble in the Yangshan Islands before had been assigned a new mission, that is, to go to the Shining Gold Plain to play forward for the islands and He Lingchuan's plans.

This is a small punishment for both sides of the trouble, and the people of Rongshan and Bailong know it.

After ten days of busyness, He Lingchuan finished handling Yangshan's affairs, and then set off again, and then went to the Shining Gold Plain.

This time, he brought a lot of people over.

……

During the five-day voyage, the sea was calm, and occasionally white gulls stopped on the deck, looking for some leftovers from seafarers.

On Yangshan's big ship, Wan Qifeng walked off the deck and saw his cousin Wan Qiliang and several clansmen gathered at the table to gamble cards

He walked over and said, "Ah Liang, send a pair of black armor to the rear of the cabin, the second room."

"Oh, good." Wan Qiliang agreed, but patronized the cards, and did not raise his head.

"Now!" Wan Qifeng flew up and kicked him on the back hill, almost knocking over the square table.

Wan Qiliang staggered up: "Yes, yes, let's go!"

"Don't touch anything once you're in, leave immediately after sending your armor, don't stay." After Wan Qifeng finished explaining, he turned around and left.

Wan Jiliang rubbed his back hill, and his cousin was merciless in this kick.

The clansman who played cards with him smiled and said, "Ah Liang, you fought with the Rongshan people a few days ago, this is the patriarch's punishment for you."

Wan Qiliang scoffed: "Sending a nail is a punishment?"

"Don't you look where it's going, the second room at the stern!"

"What's wrong with the second room?" Wan Qiliang looked dazed, "Is there a ghost?"

They were on a newly-built ship in the Yangshan Islands, which was said to have just been launched two months ago.

It's too late to die, right?

"No, that's Mr. Dong's experimental cabin." The companion said, "Mr. Dong sleeps in the last room at the stern of the cabin, and the test is in the second room at the stern. It was a forbidden area for the whole ship, and even the owner of the island ordered no one to enter unless ordered."

"Mr. Dong?" Wan Qi's conscience rang. Mr. Dong is a good friend of the owner of the island, and he is also a strange person, and it is said that he spends his days in a dark room, doing all kinds of strange experiments, dealing with more dead bodies than living people.

Another companion also came over: "Mr. Dong's laboratory is full of all kinds of monsters. The day before yesterday, Ah Zi went in to deliver food, and saw a black cloth covering the corner of the wall, and he was curious to reveal it——"

As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower, and then he screamed!

The others were so frightened by him that they leaned back.

"Yes, yes, he reacted just like you!" The man couldn't squeak, "I almost scared the pee!"

Before getting a fat beating, he quickly continued, "But the danger is also really dangerous, there is a monster under the black cloth, with a human body and the tip of the tail of a scorpion! And the thing was alive, and when he uncovered it, the scorpion also pricked him in the arm."

"Ah Zi's arm immediately swollen as thick as a bucket! Fortunately, Mr. Dong rushed over and helped him get rid of the poison in time." He raised his left arm and gestured, "It is said that if it is thirty breaths late, the poison will attack the heart, and it will really be hopeless." However, although the poison was resolved, Ah Zi was still in pain to death, and he couldn't sleep for the past two days. Mr. Dong said that he should be punished for touching the test subject, and he was not allowed to take medicine to relieve the pain."

The clansman on the side sighed, "No wonder he has been listless for the past two days."

Wan Qiliang rolled his eyes: "Isn't it just a stitching monster, and you can't run around, what's so scary?"

"Mr. Dong's cabin is full of monsters. Who knows what is hidden under the black cloth now!"