Qi Ci really hated these Han family members and hated Han Lu very much.

He took a lot of care and protection for Huo Rendong during the journey, suppressing the throbbing and longing in his heart. I was afraid of losing it in my hand, and I was afraid of melting it in my mouth, but it was such a woman, but the Han family could abandon her like a shoe, and easily attack her, shouting and killing.

In a fit of rage, Qi Ci stabbed Han Lu with his sword, but after a few breaths, the man he strung on the tip of the sword slowly melted like muddy water, peeling off the skin texture and losing his human appearance.

- This is clearly a dummy created by a fantasy, without flesh and blood.

Qi Ci snorted coldly and shook off his hand.

Han Lu is a person who has died a long time ago, so he doesn't have to worry too much, he didn't hold back his shot, it was he who lost his mind.

Qi Ci stretched out his arms and hugged Huo Rongdong more tightly in his arms, watching the surrounding scenery change with cold eyes.

With the passage of time, the Han family, who were originally screaming in amazement, changed shape, couldn't see their facial features clearly, and turned into thin strips of mud people.

Forcibly broken by external forces, Huo Rendong's dream was already unstable, coupled with the magic weapon that created the illusion was afraid of Qi Ci, this illusion bubble was on the verge of collapse at any time.

There are more and more anomalies in the surrounding environment, half day and half night in the sky, the house they are in has even undergone a topographical migration, and the other end of the dilapidated courtyard is connected to the main house, abruptly connecting from mid-air, everything is out of order, like a patchwork world.

But no matter how abnormal it is, Qi Ci always does not move, letting his body act as a barrier to resist all the wind and rain that are coming.

Huo Honeysuckle was woken up by the cold wind, she squinted, feeling the light around her turn on and off, but there was always a warm and strong embrace that protected her tightly, like a haven that would never disappear.

Steady, powerful, and convincing.

She struggled to open her eyes, and what she saw was a man's face. The white hair is like a waterfall, the eyebrows are like a waterfall, and that face is the person she has been thinking about for an unknown amount of time.

Huo Rendong opened his mouth and trembled his hand to touch his cheek, but his fingers reached over, and he was afraid that it was an illusion.

She has experienced five lives and deaths, and at the moment she doesn't know where she is, like a puppet, she has experienced the ending of dying over and over again without resistance.

He was cursed, imprisoned, tied and forced, and made into a red pill......

How she longed for that white-haired figure to reappear.

"Childe, I finally dreamed of you."

Huo Rongdong stared at his face, reluctant to take his eyes away, afraid that if she blinked, the person in front of her would disappear again.

Qi Ci looked down at her calmly, a pair of eyes brewing turbulent waves.

The woman in her arms was skinny and pale. He was distressed and pitiful, and lowered his voice: "Silly, I'm real." ”

Huo Rongdong couldn't hear it, she just looked at him stupidly, her black eyes didn't blink.

"Childe...... If only I had dreamed of you earlier. ”

The woman's voice was soft and slow, as if she was about to be blown away by the wind in the next second, Qi Ci couldn't help but grab her fingers, hold them tightly, and her eyes burned.

At this time, a slightly larger crack finally appeared in the sky, and it was pitch black outside, and the crack was still spreading.

The illusion is about to collapse.

Qi Ci immediately wrapped Huo Rendong in a cloak, and jumped out with her in his arms.

With a "poof", the two of them seemed to be out of the bubble and finally entered the real world with a normal flow of time.

"Honeysuckle!"

"Wake up!"

Huo Rendong opened her eyes suddenly, she grabbed her neckline with one hand, as if a drowning person opened his mouth and breathed heavily, followed by a violent cough, coughing until her heart was rending, and it took a while to calm down.

A few drops of sweat fell to the ground, fainting a small trace of water, Huo Rendong's face turned red, staring at her toes, curled up and hugged herself, she hadn't recovered from the horror of being dead and alive.

At this time, a big hand touched the top of her hair and gently rubbed it with gentle force, transmitting a reassuring spiritual power.

Huo Rendong woke up like a dream, slowly sat up straight, and saw the man standing beside him, only to feel a sour nose, tears brewing in his eyes: "Childe......"

Qi Ci comforted the little girl softly: "Don't be afraid, we have come out, you are safe, and no one will be able to hurt you in the future." ”

He looked at Huo Rongdong's emaciated shoulders that were constantly trembling because of sobbing, and without hesitation, he directly reached out and took the person into his arms.

A man's shoulders are broad and thick, which can give her all the security.

The two of them kept warm in the tea shed for a while, and Huo Rongdong gradually calmed down. She blushed and pushed Qi Ci's chest away, but because the scene of dying from Hongdan over and over again in her dream was too scary, she still held his sleeve.

Looking up and looking around, Xiao Pocheng is still the same, everything is normal in the tea shed, and there is no Han Lu or any servant woman.

Even the water in the tea bowl in front of her was still hot, as if the nightmare of life and death was only for a moment.

It's just that Huo Rongdong still found an abnormality, and the shopkeeper stood by the boiler in a daze, his eyes blank. The diners at the table looked the same, holding the tea with dead leaves on it and drinking it with their heads up.

Huo Rongdong quietly asked, "Could it be that they are dummies?" ”

Qi Ci helped her stand up: "It's an ordinary mortal, but they are all controlled by magic weapons, their minds live in illusions, and only their bodies live according to common sense." ”

But there is a difference between this 'common sense' and plain elements.

The steamed buns that are usually served to guests have turned into stones, and the tea leaves have turned into dead leaves.

Qi Ci waved his hand, and the tea customers and the shopkeeper in the tea shed all closed their eyes and fell to the ground, breathing evenly, and they were actually asleep.

"I'm afraid they've been in the illusion for a long time, and their mental strength is too depleted, so I'll let them fall into a deep sleep first."

Qi Ci turned his head and looked at the gate of the city gate with a dark look, "The real culprit is still in the city." ”

I didn't plan to dig deeper, but this guy almost hurt Huo Rendong.

Can't bear it.

The two stepped into the city side by side, and the people around them seemed to be living a normal life, unaware of the two outsiders.

The street is quite prosperous, and there are endless merchants coming and going.

It seems to be a prosperous fireworks, but it is actually treacherous and scary.

"Sugar gourd, a penny and a string!"

Huo Rongdong stared at the old man selling sugar gourds who walked by, the straw he was carrying was empty, and the "sugar gourds" he was selling were simply dead branches.

The street restaurants are full of customers, and they are staggered. However, the dishes on the guest's wine table were empty, but the people inside did not feel abnormal at all, holding empty bowls and chopsticks to pick up rice, eating sweetly.

The two walked through a few streets and noticed that the whole city was like this.

It's like a big puppet show.

Walking out of an alley, Huo Rendong turned his head and suddenly covered his mouth and nose.

- In a ruined corner of a ruined house, a decomposing human skeleton remained. The corpse was still holding a broom before it died, and it looked like it was going to be cleaned.

Huo Rongdong only felt that the hairs on his back stood on end, and he couldn't help but hide behind Qi Ci: "Childe, what the hell is this?" ”

Qi Ci frowned: "This is a powerful magic weapon that can attract people's dreams, draw up memories and arrange the plot by itself, I'm afraid it has a heavenly level, and even I haven't noticed it." ”

The consciousness of the people in the city was immersed in the illusion, and the body repeated the labor given to them by the magic weapon again and again, such a mechanical action consumed energy, and the illusion consumed their mental energy at the same time, and so on and so on......

The weak ones have long since died.

"The top priority is to find the location of the magic weapon and put an end to the illusion."

Qi Ci scanned the surroundings with a calm face, and the houses were lined up one after another, not to mention the farmhouses and fields on the outskirts of the city, covering an area of about 100 kilometers.

He covered it with the diffusion of his divine sense, but he didn't know if it was because the level of the magic weapon was too high or someone deliberately concealed it, so he couldn't perceive it at all.

It's so big inside and outside the city, where is it hidden?

The two of them wandered around the polder like headless flies, and after a few hours, the magic weapon was not found, but they coincidentally found several monks who had strayed into the city.

It's all loose cultivation, and all of them are lost in the illusion, and they don't know what they're doing.

Monks have more complicated experiences than mortals.

Perhaps the biggest difficulty for farmers who have spent their lives farming is the reduction of production due to natural disasters. But monks can face countless desperate situations.

Let them keep recalling the most painful images of the past, these monks were obviously lacking in mental strength, and their faces were already dead.

Qi Ci let a few people fall into a deep sleep, temporarily stabilizing the overconsumed divine souls. He turned around with a slight irritation, and suddenly felt a dissipating spiritual power drifting into the air, which was extremely strong compared to the surroundings.

"Let's go!"

The two rushed to the place, and Qi Ci kicked the door open without hesitation. In an instant, the moldy and smelly evil gas in the house suddenly spread outward, and he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around and grabbed Huo Rongdong and blocked her behind him.

"What's wrong?" Huo Rongdong was hugged all of a sudden, but didn't react, and barely wanted to look.

"Don't look." Qi Ci's brows tightened.

Huo Rendong buried her head in his shoulder, because Qi Ci was too tall, she couldn't see the scene in the house, and could only smell the clear breath of the man.

"Not a magic weapon?"

Qi Ci's voice was very unhappy: "It's not a magic weapon, it's the corpse of a monk." ”

There was a disheveled corpse of a male nun in the house, and it had been a few days since the decomposition was met.

The monk fights for his life with the sky, and cultivates with the spiritual power of the five elements and the Taiyin sun, and his body and flesh are full of majestic spiritual power, and he will return to the earth after death to feed back to nature.

Looking at the movements of the corpse, it should have sensed something, and wanted to resist desperately, but it was still a grasshopper shaking the tree, controlled by a powerful illusion, and it drained his mind and soul a little bit.

Qi Ci sensed a strong spiritual power escaping, and thought it was where the magic weapon was, but he didn't expect it......

"This magic weapon is very dangerous, don't leave my side." He instructed again.

Qi Ci collected the monk's corpse and left the hut with Huo Rendong. At this time, they stood on the street and hesitated, and now they encountered more and more corpses, and if they dragged it on, I am afraid that even the ordinary people who were alive in the city would not be able to hold on.

"Childe, I have some ideas......" Huo Rongdong looked at the 'walking dead' coming and going on the street and hesitated.

"Along the way, no one was found dead in the outer city. The further in, it seems, that there are more corpses. If the closer you get to the magic weapon, the stronger the power and the earlier the time of victimization, then is the place where the corpses are concentrated as the source? ”

When the words fell, Qi Ci's eyes lit up, and he reached out and touched the top of her head: "You are a genius!" ”

Being praised by him so bluntly, Huo Rongdong's cheeks turned red.

Qi Ci, as a Jindan Dzogchen monk, had amazing eyesight, and his divine sense was enough to cover the entire small city, and after searching, he soon discovered the arrangement of corpses.

The two of them scurried through the edgeworth, and finally came to a place with red walls and white tiles.

Huo Rendong looked at the carved mansion in front of him, and then looked at the corpse leaning against the gate, wearing a family uniform, and only skeletons remained.

Qi Ci's eyebrows sank: "The City Lord's Mansion is the source. ”

They broke into the city lord's mansion, and it was quiet, there were no enchantments, no traps, and no formations.

Because the lord of the city is long dead.

In the main hall of the main house, Qi Ci kicked open the door, the wind brought up dust, and it had not been breathable for many days, and the smell of mildew was surging.

Huo Rongdong covered her mouth with her sleeves, her eyes widened, and she saw an elderly male corpse wearing silk and satin sitting in a mahogany circle chair in the hall. He still kept his hands together before he died, his sharp fingerbones pointing forward, as if trying to grasp something.

In front of him, there was a small bronze tripod on the desk in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, which was beautifully carved and gorgeous.

There is no incense burning in the ding, but the left and right sides are full of precious tributes, gold trays, silver incense burners......

Qi Ci stepped forward and silently read out the ancient inscription on Xiaoding:

"Dream, smell, and say."