"Is it possible that all the people in the village are dead?

We are now in a fantasy world.

And all this is just a dream? ”

Chen Lu looked at Gray Mingwei seriously.

"You see, whether it's Uncle Yi, or the people in the other villages, even the Mo family couple I saw today, they all look like puppets.

When we came, the wind was beautiful, but as soon as we arrived in Hanshui Village, there were dark clouds.

And for so many days, I haven't seen the sun for a day.

Didn't you say before that ordinary spirits can't appear in the sun?

So, I think it can only be explained by illusions. ”

"Not quite right."

Gray Mingwei touched his chin.

"You may be in a fantasy world, because the old way you have been on the job for a very short time.

But I can't dream, I've been in the town transportation department for two and a half years, and Qianguo luck can enhance my mental power, and I have a special defense against ghost cultivation techniques.

A ghost cultivator in the Cave Mansion Realm can kill me, but it is impossible to affect my spiritual power. ”

"Not a fantasy?"

"Probably not."

Gray Mingwei shook his head, his brows furrowed.

As if thinking of something, Gray Mingwei said to himself:

"A ghost cultivator in the Cave Mansion Realm can indeed control so many souls.

But that Uncle Yi is not a ghost, under the candlelight, he has a shadow?

What's going on?

Besides, when Lao Lu entered the attic, I tested it with a talisman seal, and the people outside were all people, not ghosts.

It's weird.

And Lao Lu's father-in-law and mother-in-law, listening to Lao Lu's description, they should all be dead......"

Thinking about it, suddenly, in Gray Mingwei's eyes, a flash of light flashed!

"The old way..... I think..... I guessed ......"

"Whisper!" Chen Lu swallowed.

"Actually! We're not in a fantasy land! Nor in the real world!

We! That's not wrong in Coldwater Village!

But more accurately, we are in each other's little worlds!

This ghost cultivator has cut out a part of Hanshui Village and turned it into a small world of its own! ”

Gray Mingwei sat up straight and explained the common sense of monks to Chen Lu:

"Chen Lu, do you remember why we couldn't get out?"

"Because the ghost hits the wall."

"That's right."

Gray Mingwei nodded.

"The so-called ghost hitting the wall generally comes from two principles.

The first is that we are planted with illusion, which means that we are asleep now, and everything we are experiencing now is illusion.

But unlikely, as I said before.

Because we are all monks, even if the other party is a monk of the Dongfu Realm, but I am a town envoy, and for two and a half years, I have the strength of the Qianguo Qi Luck to enhance my spiritual power enough to be immune.

And I'm still a Fu Seal monk, and the Fu Seal on my body has the effect of perceiving illusions.

Therefore, it is not easy for the other party to let us fall asleep.

The second is that this place has become a small world of its own, and we are trapped in it, and we can't get out, commonly known as the ghost hitting the wall. ”

"How do I feel that the second one is more difficult?" Chen Lu asked, Chen Lu, who had only been practicing for three or four months, was just a novice cultivator.

"It's hard, it's hard! How difficult it must be for ordinary ghost cultivators to rely on the cave realm to become a small world! But hard doesn't mean impossible! ”

Gray Mingwei shook his head.

"When a person dies and becomes a ghost, they affect the surrounding area.

The stronger the ghost cultivator's own strength, the deeper the impact on the surrounding area.

In the end, you can form a small world of your own!

This is a magical power unique to ghost cultivation.

But this kind of supernatural power can only be awakened in the Dragon Gate Realm.

However, with the degree of Yin Qi, I don't think the other party has a Dragon Gate Realm!

It can only be said! The other party's talent is extremely high!

Since it became a small world, the living and ghosts in this place are controlled, and the speed of time passing can be explained. ”

"Why did you remember at this time?" Chen Lu's brows twitched.

"Ahem...... Forgot about ......."

Gray Mingwei's face was embarrassed.

"Besides, a ghost cultivator in the realm of Dongfu can become a small world of his own, this talent is too terrifying, I can't even think about it, just with the two of us rookies, do you think you can destroy other people's small world?"

"Then you say a hammer."

"I couldn't help it before, but now I have a way."

Gray Mingwei did not speak, but tapped the rhythm on the table, which was similar to the Sherlock Holmes code, which was a special means of communication for the Town Transportation Division.

Chen Lu has been studying all this time.

[Chen Lu, listen to me.

According to my experience in handling cases in the past two years, although you have never seen this ghost cultivator, this ghost cultivator definitely knows you.

Although the reason is not clear, the other party's purpose is to marry you. 】

[So? 】

[So, when you get married tomorrow, you have to do everything you can to destroy the other party's state of mind!

The more shaken the other party's state of mind is, the more fragile this small world becomes!

When the time comes, I'll use my housekeeping weapon to try to shatter this world, and then we'll take the opportunity to escape! 】

For the next half hour, Chen Lu and Gray Mingwei kept knocking on the table.

After a long discussion, the two worked out a strategy.

In a nutshell.

It was Chen Lu who tried every means to disturb the other party's mind.

And when Gray Mingwei was fragile in the small world, he sacrificed his magic weapon to shatter this small world.

When this small world is shattered, because it will be integrated into the outside world, there will be a thirty-second mana vacuum.

At this time, Gray Mingwei will sacrifice the escape talisman, and the two of them will run away quickly!

As for how to disturb the other party's mind, it can only be Chen Lu who sees the situation by himself.

After their hands ached, the two ended their conversation and lay down on the bed.

But neither of them could sleep.

After all, tomorrow is a matter of life and death.

"Chen Lu, is your wife beautiful?" Lying on his back on the bed, looking at the ceiling, Gray Mingwei asked.

"She's not my wife." Lying on his back on the bed, looking at the ceiling, Chen Lu replied.

Gray Mingwei: "You just say it's beautiful or not, right?" ”

Chen Lu didn't hesitate: "Beautiful! ”

Gray Mingwei's brows twitched: "...... How beautiful is it? Prettier than our head? ”

Chen Lu shook his head:

"It's different, the beauty of the head is the beauty of the heroic royal sister.

But her beauty is that kind of soft beauty, the beauty that I want to live with her for the rest of my life when I see her, and being able to marry this kind of girl is a blessing that I have cultivated for a lifetime. ”

The single dog Gray Mingwei snorted: "It's a pity that your wife is not human." ”

Chen Lu was unhappy: "Her figure is really good, even if she is lying down, the curve is also great." ”

Single dog gray Mingwei: "It's a pity that your wife is not human." ”

Chen Lu: "I dare to guarantee that there is no better looking woman of the same type as her." ”

Single dog gray Mingwei: "It's a pity that your wife is not human." ”

Chen Lu: "......"