In the end, Scotti chose to sleep in a good position like a dead pig on all fours.

She decided to close the topic.

If she continues to talk to Yanluge, her blood pressure will be high again.

She raised her hand and subconsciously wanted to rub her temples, but unexpectedly found that her hand was directly passing through her head.

Poetry: "......"

Her hands stiffened, and she tried rubbing her face, clapping her hands, and kicking the wall, but found that she couldn't do it.

Although she has a rough human form in the illusion, she can't touch anything, not even herself.

"What are you doing? So I'm a ghost who can wear molds? She muttered and walked forward.

But she didn't take two steps before she stopped.

She saw a child in a gilt robe on a black background walking slowly.

Shi Curti froze and asked in her head, "Well, can you see the scene in the illusion?" ”

"No, I can't see anything." Yan Luge replied, "My 'Spiritual Resonance' has not yet been practiced to the point where I can share my five senses with you, and I can let my voice penetrate the illusion, and it is already the limit to say a few words to you."

"So, if you need my off-site assistance, remember to describe the clues carefully."

The Primordial Codex is a ritual instrument that belongs to Scotti alone, and no one but her can see the "oath narrative" it generates, including the Song of Words.

Shi Curti hesitated for a moment, thinking that Yan Luge already knew about the existence of the illusion, and it would hurt her feelings to keep the contents of the illusion secret.

Moreover, her knowledge of the transcendent world is too weak, and she may miss some important clues, and it is not bad to have a professional to work with her.

"Okay, then I'll give you a live broadcast...... "I'm in the ancient Nishizawa Palace, and although the palaces all look the same, the flora and fauna in the palace are all very fantastical. Therefore, I suspect that the background of the illusion should be the cultivation era four thousand years ago.

"I saw Mangula Nishizawa from my childhood, who had just walked into the yard with an emerald gemstone in his hand.

"By the way, I'm in a state like a ghost now, so I can see him, he can't see me......"

Thanks to the ancient traditions and hoarding habits of the Nishizawa Imperial Family, Scotti recognized the Emperor the Godslayer as a child almost immediately.

He is almost exactly like the portrait.

Mangula walked straight towards her, but didn't seem to see her past her at all, and walked towards the dancing trees in the courtyard.

He stood under the tree and stretched out his hand to the carp perched on the canopy, revealing the emerald gems in his palm.

"Hey, I've got what you want." Mangula shouted at them.

At the same time, Scotti heard not only the voice of her ancestor, but also his heart.

Mangula was thinking: This is the emerald that I pried off the necklace of the queen mother after all my efforts!

Poetry: "......"

She was amazed at how much she could listen to her heart, and at the same time at the extent of the Great Emperor's young bear......

And as Mangula's words fell, the branches above his head shook slightly.

A carp broke away from the flock, flapped its wings, circled around him, and hovered over his palm.

Mangula held it in front of him and touched its head with her forehead, and the carp rubbed his head affectionately.

Scotti discovered that the carp was actually a very beautiful creature.

It is snow-white, resembling a fish rather than a fish, and the scales on its body that belong to fish have long since degenerated into tiny, dazzling scales, allowing it to refract fine colors in the sun. Its pectoral and pelvic fins are transformed into thin, transparent wings, while the tail fin is transformed into a soft and flowing tassel, like the tail feathers of a peacock.

The carp lightly pecked the emerald gemstone from the mangula's palm, leaving behind a crystal clear "carp tear".

At the same moment, Schokoti not only heard the cheers of Mangula, but also felt the mood of the carp.

Cheerful, cheerful, excited.

It's like a child who has reaped a treasure.

This pure joy caused the corners of Scotty's mouth to curl involuntarily.

"Can you listen to the voice of the Godslayer? Can you still feel the mood of a carp? After listening to her description, Yanluge's tone was a little serious, "Listen, Xiaoshi, this is not a good thing for you."

This means that your perception is deeply linked to the illusion, and any change in the illusion can cause irritation and harm to you.

"If you're not going to quit, then I'll have to take some more effective measures to protect your brain......"

Poeti's heart sank.

Although she has so far failed to perceive any threat to this "pledge narrative", she will not ignore the warnings of professionals.

But the eldest daughter of the emperor still insisted: "I will not quit." ”

"Okay."

After answering the words, it seems that she has begun to take further actions to "protect her brain", but the five senses of Shikoti are completely blocked in reality, so she has no idea what the other party is doing.

However, she still has a lot of trust in Director Yan's character and professional ability.

Or rather, she chose to trust the other party.

Poeti continues to watch the "Narrative of the Vows" in an immersive way.

She saw Mangula Nishizawa turn away.

She saw the carp fluttering with an emerald gem.

She saw the cat, with its two tails, lying under the pillars, suddenly open its eyes and pounce on the carp hovering low.

It was too fast, and the carp, which had just been given a new toy, flew too low.

When the two-tailed cat flew over, the carp didn't react at all.

By the time it sensed the imminent danger, it had no time to dodge or pull up.

The sharp cat's claws shredded its wings and slammed it to the ground.

Sharp teeth bite at its body, brutally disemboweling it.

This carp bird was in the paradise of joy one second, and fell into the abyss of despair the next.

It suffers, it screams, it struggles—but to no avail.

It was captured almost without resistance by the awakened wildcats.

It was dying.

And this near-death pain, under the synaesthesia of the "vow narrative", was completely transmitted to the poet.

The ghostly Scotti clutched her head in vain and screamed uncontrollably.

Just like Whisper Song's previous warning, deep linking perception to illusion is a rather dangerous thing.

She can perceive the joy and joy of a life, but she can also experience its pain and despair.

If only she had synaesthesia Mangula Cizer, this powerful emperor would have lived a free and unrestrained life, and even if he ended up with the Filthy Beast, he would have no regrets.

However, the object of her synaesthesia is also the carp group on the other end of the oath, these weak creatures are destined to face death after death in the era of cultivation.

(End of chapter)