What Ming said may not be entirely true, but it is also a comfort to Phantom. Even if this mirror can really set off any waves, Phantom Wu can't do anything, but she is really afraid. "I don't kill Beren, but Beren died because of me" is particularly profound, the essence of the illusion is very fragile and timid, she is afraid of death, but also afraid of harsh criticism, especially the harsh criticism of the people she cares about.

She always remembered that when she was a child, she was messing around, and the master looked at her reproachful gaze. When she was young, she was actually a little similar to Jiming, and she looked at life very lightly, so she was particularly sensitive to Jiming's inner indifference. If it weren't for Master, I'm afraid she would have just become a monster without a heart.

But Huanwu has a heart after all, and her broken conscience can no longer bear the weight of life, so the current self-deceptive mentality can at least push her to take a few more steps forward.

If she wants to go to hell, that is what she needs to face after she dies, and as for now, she can't die righteously.

"The illusion in this tower is very powerful, otherwise I wouldn't need to look for you. Phantom Wu knew that he was both reminding her and urging her.

"Weeping ......"

"She was led out by me, and at this time the tower is only protected by her own illusion, so there is nothing to fear for you. ”

As soon as the phantom silver teeth were bitten, he rushed to the spirit tower with his head held high, the wine was strong and intimidating, and the phantom had no wine and could only rely on self-expansion.

The red lacquered wooden door was pushed open, and the pillars of the pagoda that were originally used to support the tower rooms on each floor were replaced by locust trees planted by weeping bells, and the corner stone stairway spirals around the locust trees, through which you can climb to the top floor layer by layer. The entire spiral stairway has copper lamps directly embedded in the wall, and each floor of the tower room has eight doors, four bright and four dark, and each corner has a copper lamp. Originally, the tower room was supported by wood, and it was loosened for a long time, and then it was crossed and obliquely inserted by the branches of the luxuriant locust tree, and it was also poked into holes, and the bottom bracket of the bottom two layers was completely damaged, and it was completely covered by branches.

Looking from the bottom up, Phantom Wu feels as if he is in a gorgeous ruins, the fire trees and silver flowers never sleep, the candlelight sways with the glitz and extravagance that does not belong to it, the traces of the erosion of time are hastily covered, and the prosperity and withering pull each other, and it is difficult to escape the broken ending after all.

Phantom Wu was blinded by the shadowy lights, and she suddenly understood that like flowers and beauties, all beautiful scenes exist for the sake of a broken ending.

The entire Spiritual Pagoda is the protective cover of this locust tree, and it has also become its cage. "Protecting the locust town", originally referred to this tower and a tree, the will of the weeping bell is too strong, she uses the tower to protect the locust tree, and uses herself to protect the dust.

The phantom tree stood a little under the tree, and there was nothing unusual in this tower, even the locust tree with a dusty soul did not move, and she walked up the stairway.

There are mural stone carvings on each floor of the tower room, most of which are Buddhist stories, and they have no intention of appreciating it, and they walk quickly to the third floor. The third layer of the tower room is relatively well preserved, look out from the window to see the scenery on all sides, the brick wall is embossed with all the Buddhas, the Buddha is born on all sides, there seems to be a Buddha looking at you between the turns, it is inevitable to be dazzled.

The stairway is long and narrow, if it is not pierced by the branches, from the stairway into the tower room, it is from the dark to the light, which will make people have a feeling of first suppressing and then rising. Go to the fourth layer, the stone carving is four, even the dome is also painted with exquisite murals, the illusion is a look, in the middle is the Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus flower at one end, with the Bodhisattva as the center to draw a thin line, the dome is separated from six areas, and there are six beings painted respectively.

Under the sentient beings is the appearance of hell, painted with the sword mountain, the sea of fire, the tongue pulling, the hot cauldron, the sword board, the poisonous snake Hades, and there are ghosts or jailers in each place, driving sinners to be punished, or pulling out the tongue for people, or throwing people into the hot cauldron, or escorting people to the sword mountain, and the suffering of hell is depicted in extra detail and has lasted for a long time. The expressions of pain and fear of those sinners were especially vivid, as if a real person were right in front of their eyes.

The higher the wind, the stronger the wind, the golden bell at the corner of the eaves is blown out, and the sound of the "bell" is endless, as if the bell in the hand of the person who attracts the ghost in the painting makes a sound, shaking faster and faster, urging the sinner to receive punishment and be punished.

A gust of wind passed through the hall, the lights and candles flickered and flickered, and Phantom Wu couldn't help but shudder. She shook her head, this is only the fourth layer, and it is already unstable.

Exhaling slowly, Phantom Wu strode towards the fifth floor. As soon as he entered the tower room, he was dazzled, and the walls and dome were painted with murals, leaving no gaps at all. This is the story of the Buddha's birth, from the manifestation of the Bodhisattva to the nirvana in the light, a whole twelve paintings depict the life of the Buddha.

This kind of biographical story has a scene and people, and there are many animals, flowers and plants, with a wide variety of bright colors, red, green, and yellow...... Countless colors and faces collided in his mind, and Phantom Wu only felt that his eyebrow bones were "buzzing" and aching.

The architectural decoration of the tower, even the windows are all gone, the whole person seems to be wrapped in a huge painting, the sense of oppression is pressing, like the sky collapsing, Phantom Wu can't help but squat on the ground, can't stand up.

This array is too powerful, not to say that it can be avoided knowing that this is an illusion, the human body is affected by what you see, this is an instinctive reaction, and it is too late to control it by consciousness.

The scenery in front of me is spinning, and even squatting on the ground makes my calves tremble, and I can't help but stagger when I stand up. Phantom Wu simply landed on all fours, crawling on the ground with his knees exerted force, and no one saw it anyway, so it didn't matter if he was embarrassed or not.

It's like kowtowing to the Buddha. Phantom Wu still has spare time to comfort himself, and he is also an extraordinary heart. Thinking about it like this, she felt that the oppression on her body was lighter, she hurriedly climbed out of the tower room, and there was no bizarre mural, and her body suddenly became lighter, this sudden feeling of weight and lightness made Phantom Wu's legs weak, and the stairway in front of her became blurred, and even her sense of touch was a little dull.

It turns out that the real purpose of the fifth layer is to weaken the five senses and reduce the sensitivity of the senses. But not all sensations are diminished, and Illusion herself feels that her sense of sight and touch has become sluggish, but her hearing has not changed, and she takes a deep breath, and her sense of smell is not at all.

Maybe everyone's feelings are different, and the changes are different, and this change is actually good and bad, for example, people who are easily confused by what their eyes see, and poor eyesight is actually an advantage in the next puzzle.

But if it is easy to be affected by hearing, and the role of the ear is amplified, the next road will only be more difficult.

Phantom wiped the sweat from his forehead and moved up against the wall.

Walking to the sixth floor, Phantom Wu listened attentively for a while, and the bell at the corner of the eaves did not stop, but it did not change. Sure that there was no strange movement, Phantom Wu stepped into the tower room, this tower room was also covered with murals, but Phantom Wu's eyes were hazy, and he couldn't recognize what was painted. I can't see clearly, I can only touch it, and I simply groped it up little by little, lest I miss something.

The tactile sensitivity of Phantom Wu has also decreased, and touching the cold and hard green bricks is also like a layer of oilcloth, pressing it is like pressing on a pile of cotton, and you need to ignore the initial depression to really feel what you have touched.

This feeling of depression eats away at the strength, and Phantom feels like he is soaking in the water, and his movements are extremely laborious. At the same time, because it is not clear to see, it is inevitable that you will become cautious when touching, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth.

Climbing to the seventh floor, Phantom Wu had little strength. Phantom Wu simply admired the dust, not to mention the bell, she was originally part of this tower, it is not surprising that she was not affected, but the dust is just a mortal, he has been lighting the lamp here for many years, but he is not affected by the tower array at all, this concentration is not ordinary.

Or did the bell teach him some way to restrain his mind? She felt that her self-confidence had been frustrated, and she could only rely on imagination to restore her dignity.

Phantom Wu sighed, and the foot that was just about to enter the tower room was instantly retracted. You can't hear the ringing at this level, there is a sound that will have an effect, and no sound will also have an effect.

She put her palms over her eyes, paused for a moment and then lowered them, but she still couldn't see clearly. There was no turning back from the bow, and no matter what she was going to face, she could only deal with it with all her might.

As soon as Phantom Wu stepped into the tower, she felt that the perception around her had weakened, her heart beat unconsciously faster, and she could even hear the sound of her own blood flowing.

She walked to the other end step by step, her pace steady, she decided that the mirror should be placed at the top, and she didn't plan to explore it a little more.

"Ah Wu......" is coming! Phantom Wu doesn't need to listen carefully, he knows that this is a long-lasting sound.

"Ah Wu ......" can't stop, ignore it, and go straight forward.

"Ah Wu, don't leave me behind...... "It's all fake, but knowing that it's fake, Phantom Wu's mind can't help but think of Changjue's bright eyes, with some inexplicable bitterness.

Phantom shook his head, and he couldn't follow the instructions of the illusion to imagine, otherwise he would be in the middle of the spell.

"Ah Wu, wait for me, don't go......" "Ah Wu, save me ......" Phantom Wu's heart couldn't help but pinch up, she experienced the power of words for the first time, and the picture seen through her eyes can also find flaws, but the sound heard by her ears will make people involuntarily associate, and the associations they generate are more real than the scenes created by illusions, and it is easier to imprison their consciousness.

As soon as the head is alive, the body is even more sluggish.

"Help me......" Phantom Wu seemed to see Chang Jue lying on the ground covered in blood, and a pair of eyes only looking at himself.

As soon as she stopped like this, she felt a trip under her feet, and her body shook and she threw herself directly to the ground. Not the ground, but a warm humanoid object.

"Ah Wu......" the man spoke. Phantom groped around the body for a moment, as if to check for some injuries to him.

"It's me, ahem......" The man coughed, his whole body trembling. Phantom Wu could only see a blurry mess, and she tilted her head, his eyes hesitant.

Her hand touched the man's heart, and it was in this position that she had poked a hole with her own hands.

There was a smell of blood on the tip of the nose, and the hands were hot, as if it was blood.

"I'm in so much pain, Ah Wu...... Why don't you speak? Why don't you ignore me? Don't you like me? Or do you prefer to hear another voice......" The man's voice grew sharper and sharper, and the phantom seemed to hear the echo, hitting her eardrums all at once.

But before he could finish his words, the voice stopped abruptly.

A bone flute was held in the phantom's hand, and the tip of the bone flute passed through the man's chest and touched the floor, making a "bang" sound, she didn't use much strength at all, this kind of illusion just broke the most of her own restraints, and did not need to use the strength that could stab people.

Phantom Wu smiled at the Void and muttered, "You talk too much nonsense, and besides, it's not warm enough. ”

Phantom Wu stood up on his knees, put away the bone flute, clapped his hands, and walked out of the seventh floor without looking back.

She looked confident and happy, but her right hand hanging down at her side was still trembling slightly.