"When, when, when...... Brother Long, are you up?" there was a knock on the door, and Qing'er's voice came in at the same time.

Wang Lung frowned and slowly opened his eyes, the surrounding environment was very familiar, he didn't have time to check carefully, the headache made him close his eyes again, reach out and rub his swollen forehead, and shake his head vigorously hoping that he could be more comfortable!

"When, when, when...... Brother Long, Brother Long......" Qing'er's shout was mixed with the sound of knocking on the door again.

"Hmm" Wang Lung hummed a word out of his mouth, and replied dreamily.

The headache still hasn't gone away. He felt that he should be dreaming, and when he heard Qing'er's voice in his ears, he must have heard it wrong.

It seems that the fall from the whirlpool is a bit serious, and he is still looking for the old naughty boy in the Sun Temple, and there is only one brother and two around him, and Qing'er is now being held hostage and does not know where to go.

It seems that it is because I have missed Qing'er too much recently, that this kind of auditory hallucination will occur.

"Brother Long, open the door! I'm Qing'er. ”

The knock on the door had disappeared, but Qing'er's voice still came into Wang Lung's mind.

"Why is there still Qing'er's voice?" Wang Lung shook his head in confusion, his headache making him unable to concentrate.

"Brother Long, hurry up and open the door, grandpa called you, if you don't go over, grandpa should lose his temper again." ”

"That's not right!"

Wang Long opened his eyes violently, and now he saw clearly that he was not in the old urchin's lair at all, but in an environment that he was extremely familiar with.

His home, where he lived for twenty years, was the bedroom.

Is it another illusion?

Wang Lung looked around suspiciously, everything here was too familiar to him.

The sound of Qing'er's urging outside the door kept stopping, Wang Lung got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and saw Qing'er looking at him nervously.

"Oh, you're up, grandpa is waiting for you, hurry up!"

Qing'er couldn't help but say anything, and directly took Wang Lung's hand and ran out, as if there was some flood beast behind Wang Lung.

Wang Lung was dragged forward by Qing'er all the time, he was very puzzled, how could Qing'er see himself this time, and he could still pull himself to run!

The first two times he entered the illusion was not like this, everyone else treated him like air, what happened this time?

"Sunny ...... Qing'er?" Wang Lung wanted to ask about his doubts, he had never had such an experience.

"Brother Long, I'll talk about it later, grandpa must be in a hurry. ”

Qing'er didn't have the heart to answer any questions from Wang Lung at all, she just wanted to bring Wang Lung to the old ghost as soon as possible, no matter what reason Brother Long was late today, punishment was inevitable.

Wang Lung was depressed in his heart, and he was now like a falling cloud.

Not sure if he was going into the illusions again, if every illusion was so real, he would definitely be depressed to death.

Now there is no way to confirm it, only to take one step at a time.

Facing the murderous gaze of the old ghost, Wang Lung unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He felt a little sad in his heart, if this was an illusion, then his mother was too real, and the old ghost's eyes were the same as in reality.

"Stinky boy, if it weren't for a bunch of things for you to do today, you would have to chop off your two ears and boil them. ”

The old ghost glared at Wang Lung fiercely and continued: "Retell the things that I explained to you yesterday, if it falls!

Repeat, I'll go! What the hell is going on?

Wang Lung didn't know what to do at all, he felt that he had just fallen from the whirlpool into the illusion, and he encountered this kind of thing, and he couldn't find the north.

It's always okay to give a hint, right?

Wang Lung had a bitter face, his depression could be imagined, and he turned his head to look at Qing'er, hoping that the other party could give a hint.

The old ghost waited for a long time, and saw that Wang Lung couldn't even let out a fart, and his heart became angry, and he didn't say anything about being late, and he even forgot all the things he explained, and the old ghost's face began to look ugly.

"Why, you kid can't say anything, can you?"

Wang Lung looked at the old ghost with a wry smile, and asked him what to say? Saying that he is not Wang Lung, but he is clearly himself, and if he tells them everything, will anyone believe it?

Damn old urchin, what the hell are you doing to make the illusion so realistic? Wang Lung cursed the old urchin viciously in his heart.

"I ...... Alas, how can I say it, although I am the king dragon, I am not the king dragon you are looking for, I am the king dragon who broke into the illusion, the king dragon you are looking for is not me, I ...... Why am I so fucking?"

Wang Lung was speechless as he spoke, this kind of explanation couldn't be justified at all, and he himself felt like nonsense.

"Smack!" a loud slap slapped Wang Lung on the left side of his face.

Hearing what Wang Lung said just now, the old ghost was angry, and in order to excuse his mistakes, he opened his eyes and said nonsense. The old ghost trembled angrily, and pointed his finger at Wang Lung's nose.

"Stinky boy, okay! It's a long time, you don't have a draft when you lie, and it's still a fantasy? It's not you? Okay! Qing'er, you go and put everything on the page, I want to see what this kid can play!"

Depressed!

Wang Lung's biggest frustration was not that the old ghost was angry, but the other party's slap, which made him feel very painful.

He didn't understand the reason, in reality, Wang Lung's body could be described as rough skin and thick flesh, and the attack of the dragon and leopard made him feel no pain, but the old ghost's slap not only hurt, but also his cheeks were a little hot.

What the hell is going on?

Wang Lung's mind was full of doubts, and he was ninety-nine percent sure that it was an illusion, because he had experienced it twice. The only one percent uncertainty was that the reality of the illusion was staggering.

Seeing that Qing'er was obedient and ready to leave, Wang Lung grabbed the other party, and just shook his head slightly at Qing'er without any words.

He was thinking of a solution, in front of him were two close relatives, Wang Lung was unwilling to deceive them in his heart, although he felt that this was an illusion, but there was still an emotional foundation.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Lung really didn't have a good way, so he decided to explain it.

Wang Lung looked up at the old ghost, although the other party was angry and his face looked very unfriendly, he still smiled happily.

I haven't seen the old ghost for almost three years, and although I've cursed countless times, I still can't think about it in my heart.

Turning her head to look at Qing'er next to her, she has been away from her for a long time, although the two brothers said that she is fine now, but there are always concerns.

"Can you give me a moment and let me explain? You can't imagine what is involved, and after that, you will understand that I am not talking nonsense. ”

Wang Lung looked at the old ghost pleadingly, hoping that the speed at which he turned his face would be reduced.

The old ghost glared at Wang Lung angrily, tilted his head slightly and did not speak, which could be regarded as acquiescing to Wang Lung's request.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Wang Lung smiled and recounted his real experience as it was.

During this period, the old ghost and Qing'er did not interrupt, but the old ghost looked like a monkey, only Qing'er looked surprised.

After Wang Lung finished speaking, there was a brief silence, and he looked at the old ghost and Qing'er cautiously.

But what greeted Wang Lung was not the other party's question, but another slap from the old ghost.

"Don't read those messy novels again!"

After listening to Wang Lung's description, the old ghost hated the root of his teeth, and after slapping the other party again, he didn't continue to teach Wang Lung a lesson, leaving a cruel word and turning around and leaving directly.

Seeing that the old ghost turned around and left after giving him a slap in the face, leaving only an inexplicable word, Wang Lung looked at Qing'er beside him suspiciously, hoping that the other party could believe that everything he said was true.

Qing'er looked concerned and reached out to Wang Lung's forehead.

She felt that Wang Lung was a little weird today, although the other party occasionally told a little lie, but today was too outrageous, and she wondered if Wang Lung was sick.

Wang Lung was very puzzled when he looked at Qing'er's movements, and asked depressedly, "Qing'er, don't you believe it either?"

Qing'er didn't speak, just shook her head slightly.

Since she was a child, as long as the old ghost and Brother Long expressed any meaning, she has never objected, but what she said about today's events, whether it is true or not, but Wang Lung is like a different person, making her strange.

"Brother Long, are those novels really good?" Qing'er asked weakly.

When Wang Lung heard Qing'er's words for no reason, he was a little puzzled, and immediately asked out loud: "Novel, what novel?"

"It's the novel you got back from Brother Niu's house a few days ago, it's called Cultivating Immortals. ”

"Brother Niu?"

Wang Lung lowered his head and pondered, in reality, he had long ceased to be obsessed with fantasy novels, he had begun to practice himself, and the cultivation of immortals and the like was already by his side.

He has read a lot of novels, and there are more such as cultivating immortals, and he needs to recall slowly to find the answer, Qing'er has already given him a hint, if he can remember, he will be able to know where the time point of the Dao Illusion is there.

Immortal cultivation novels, brought out by Niu Guohua's family? Wang Long's thoughts slowly became clear.

Two years ago! Two years before he went down to Jinan.

It was a pirated version of a Xiuxian novel that he brought back from Niu Guohua's house, and his full name was no longer clear.

That was the first time he had read a fantasy novel, and he only read a little bit of the beginning and fell into it, and Niu Guohua hadn't finished reading it at that time, and it was Wang Lung who snatched it in a dead way.

Since then, Wang Lung has taken a few novels from Niu Guohua every month to read at home.

If according to Qing'er, the time in the fantasy world is four years ago in reality, and it should be less than four years!

Wang Lung felt that there was nothing wrong with his speculation, but these speculations needed to be verified.

"Are you talking about the book you took when you went down the mountain to pay Andy back the other day?" asked Wang Lung.

Qing'er looked at Wang Lung suspiciously, she felt that the other party was a little abnormal now.

In the past few days, as long as he is free, Wang Lung will hold that book and read it, why is he forgetting it so quickly now? But in response to Wang Lung's question, she still nodded affirmatively.

"Well, it's not bad, it's very well written, but what is that book for, you ask? Is it related to what I just said?"

"You forgot, you let me read that book the day before yesterday, you may have been too obsessed with reading that kind of book lately, and what you just said is different from what is written in the novel, but the general meaning is almost the same. Qing'er gave Wang Lung an answer that was not an answer.

"What do you mean? Do you still think everything I say is nonsense?" Wang Lung was a little anxious.

"No...... No, I didn't mean that, I ...... I mean, the novels are all made up by the author, you must not take it seriously, how can there be a cultivator in this world? We are so old, if you have seen immortals, how can I not know the Tao?"

"No...... No, alas...... "Wang Lung didn't know what to say, he had just spent a long time trying to tell the old ghost and Qing'er what happened to him, but after the end, not only did he not believe it, but he also slapped the old ghost twice.

Qing'er has been very well-behaved and obedient since she was a child, and she has never had any objections to her decisions and explanations, but now it makes Wang Lung very depressed.

Her own explanation made the well-behaved Qing'er unbelievable, how could she make them believe it?

"Brother Long, don't worry, in fact, the story you told just now is quite exciting, if you write your own novels, you must be much better than those writers who make things up. ”

Seeing Wang Long's expression, Qing'er had no choice but to comfort the other party.

"I think you must have seen it very late last night, did you dream of becoming a god at night, and you haven't come back to your senses yet? ”

Wang Lung was even more depressed, and in order to enlighten him, Qing'er had already arranged a reason for him to say the past.

Looking at Qing'er's pitiful little face, Wang Lung was embarrassed to continue to explain, but if he didn't explain, the other party would always misunderstand him.

How Wang Lung wished he could leave this illusion and return to reality so that he wouldn't have to feel bad anymore.

"Alas, Qing'er, you must believe me, I'm not dreaming, I'm not addicted to that novel, it's all true, please believe me!"

Wang Long's words were very sincere, even if Qing'er was perfunctory, he felt better.

Qing'er didn't continue to speak, but looked at Wang Lung with a smile.

Seeing Qing'er's expression, Wang Lung's heart was empty, he didn't blame the old ghost, let alone Qing'er, he could only blame himself for accidentally breaking into the illusion set up by the old naughty boy.

No one will believe any unsubstantiated explanations of his own, and every word he says is listened to as a story and a joke.

Just like the words that had no factual basis when the two brothers told him about the miracle space at that time, Wang Lung would not believe it at first.

If you want others to believe your story, you have to come up with a compelling reason.

Wang Lung felt that he had just broken into the illusion now, although the scene was his hometown in Zhuhai where he had lived for more than 20 years, but he could temporarily let it go before he thoroughly understood the surrounding situation.

How to make the old ghost and Qing'er believe in themselves is not the most important thing now, the most important thing is how to leave this illusion.

The illusion disappears and returns to reality, and it doesn't make any sense to explain it or not.

After Wang Lung made up his mind, he asked Qing'er what he was going to do next!

But what Qing'er told him made Wang Lung completely understand that the other party was dead or alive, and he didn't agree with everything he said.

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