"Butterflies?"

Xiao Shu tentatively walked towards the butterfly, but walked farther and farther, the interval between the two kept getting longer, and after a while, the butterfly curled up and squatted on the ground disappeared completely, and only Xiao Shu was left in the room.

Except for Xiao Shu himself, the walls, lights, tables and chairs all turned gray, as if the color of the whole world had faded, and an indescribable sense of depression lingered in his heart, and the door behind him had been closed for some time.

The ashes were scattered as if they had been created out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye a layer had accumulated on the ground, and when the door was opened, what was revealed was not the familiar street, but another narrow room, no more than ten paces before and after, with the same door on each of the four walls.

"Is this an illusion or a ......?"

Xiao Shu raised his left hand in surprise, and then he realized that the color on his body was gradually fading, and some of the fingertips of his middle finger and index finger had turned gray, and they were slowly spreading downward, just like the ashes around him, although they were few, they could accumulate more and more, until they buried everything.

What happens when this gray spreads all over the body?

Xiao Shu didn't know, the only thing he knew was that the power of the butterfly after it was out of control really began to affect him.

The doors opened one by one, as if there was no end, and every room was exactly the same, whether it was left or right, forward or backward, and even the original dormitory could not be returned, and in the cramped room, the ashes on the ground were up to the calves.

His left hand completely turned gray, but Xiao Shu was not in a hurry, on the contrary, he no longer opened the door aimlessly, but took a chair in this narrow room that he had seen many times and sat down.

He already knew very well that no matter how much he went, he would not be able to get out of the illusion, it was like a nightmare, and blindly escaping would only fall into a deeper dream.

But what if one knows that one is dreaming?

Then he can wake up at any time, and it's easy to do what to do.

Xiao Shu picked up the table knife on the table, and without the slightest hesitation, he cut his throat with a knife, and warm blood splattered out, spilling on the table and the wall...... as well as the ground.

Xiao Shu didn't move, he was still waiting, waiting for death to come.

"Bang. ”

His head slammed on the table, he fell in blood, he died, his still warm body unconscious, his godless eyes staring at the gray wall in front of him.

Finally, the ashes deposited on the ground turned into a sea of fire and swept away, which was a strange feeling, as if the tables, the lights, and the walls were all flattened on a piece of paper in an instant, and the flames spread so fast that everything around them, including the corpse that was still warm, was reduced to nothingness.

The scariest thing about the illusion is that it is much more real than the dream, with all five senses, as time passes, you begin to lose sight of who you are, all your attention will be attracted by the illusion, and you will become like a walking corpse with the guide, and you will never wake up spontaneously like a dream.

Xiao Shu's biggest reliance is the state of selflessness and the soul of the near immortal, he can stay awake in the illusion, as long as he is sure that all this is nothing, then the best way to get out is to commit suicide and destroy the body in the illusion, and naturally he can get out of it.

But the risk lies in the fact that the five senses are all in the realm of illusion, and the process of death is also extremely clear, but if there is half a point of wavering, it is likely to become real death or fall into a deeper illusion.

Only then did he open his eyes, and before he could stand up, the scene in front of him had interrupted Xiao Shu's thoughts.

It's still an illusion.

It was no longer ashes that fell from the sky, a pungent fishy smell, but blood.

The streets, whether it was the ground or the sky, the buildings or the pedestrians, were all dyed dark red, but it was as if no one was noticing, all this seemed normal in their eyes, and it was really terrifying to talk and laugh with each other without care.

Wrong......

It's not blood, it's just rain.

Looking at the people on the street again, the men and women are completely no different from ordinary people, Xiao Shu couldn't help but feel in a trance, he stood in the center, and the people around him didn't seem to see him at all, but when he raised his foot and took the first step, the people on the street were all still, and there was a four or five-year-old girl standing in front of him, bowing her head and saying nothing.

"What the hell is going on?" Xiao Shu recognized her red hair and the doll in her hand.

The young butterfly walked up to Xiao Shu, stuffed the doll in his hand into his hand, pointed at himself and then pointed at the doll and said, "It's so pitiful, help her." ”

Xiao Shu looked at the doll in his hand suspiciously, and was about to ask something, but when he looked up, he saw that the people on the street were all looking at the little girl, slowly approaching her, countless hands holding her hands and feet, tearing her body, and cursing endlessly.

Xiao Shu didn't go to save her, and Butterfly didn't ask him for help.

"Help her. ”

The last words were accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing, there was no crying, only unbearable cursing, stampede, stumps and severed arms were crushed into pulp, and there was nothing left, but even this could not relieve the resentment, and the butterflies that lost their hands and feet were only left with torso and head, and they pressed their heads and kept grinding away the flesh and blood on the ground.

Even though Xiao Shu knew that this was just an illusion, a butterfly's inner demon, and the butterfly in reality was unharmed at all, the hand holding the doll became tighter and tighter.

"It's her own choice, you can't help her, I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask, but let's get out of here for now. I don't know when, Yu appeared behind Xiao Shu, he stretched out his hand and tapped, and the lines spread along his fingertips, and the illusion in front of him continued to crack, like a broken mirror.

Butterfly opened her only remaining eye, staring blankly at Xiao Shu, and the whole world was shattered together.

"Butterfly's abilities are very special, and extremely unstable, she herself is difficult to control, I think you should know, I have been thinking of a way all these years, there is a way, but for her it is no different from death. ”

Yu Youqi said weakly, if he hadn't noticed the loss of control of the butterfly in time, he was afraid that this illusion would affect at least half of Lingwan, not everyone was Xiao Shu, who could stay awake in the illusion and retreat with his whole body, but even so, there were still more than a dozen people who fell into the illusion, and it took him a lot of effort to bring these people out.

The crystal clear icicles wrapped the butterfly, isolating her from the outside world, even if she couldn't completely control the butterfly, she could only take this way, this kind of thing happened a long time ago, that time too many people died, alarmed Lingwan, and she brought her back.

"You already knew?"

"Don't look at me like that, but if I found out earlier, I would have saved them, anyway, they are my Lingwan people, although I said in the early years, I don't care about foreign affairs, only guard the spiritual way, but this time they are a little too much. ”

It's not that he can't be saved when he sees death, but when he realizes what happened in the medical area, it's too late to intervene, who set up the spiritual array, what the purpose is, he knows it clearly, and he hasn't intervened until now, because of his own identity, the identity of the spiritual guardian has always been neutral, not biased to any side.

He can let Ling Wan cultivate talents for the North Leaf Country, but he himself must not interfere with crossing the border, even if the North Leaf Country is exterminated, the guardian's oath cannot be violated, not only because of his self-discipline, but also because of the ancient council behind it.

If there is no restraint, people are easy to make mistakes, Yu is not a god, even if he has lived for so long, he still can't be truly selfless, when he learned that his student Ye Bei was seriously injured and in a coma, he wanted to interfere, but he couldn't, as long as the other party didn't directly threaten Ling Wan, he couldn't make a move, unless he was willing to give up his identity as a guardian and accept the judgment of the council.

"What's wrong with her?"

Xiao Shu didn't care about Yun's thoughts, let alone what kind of person he was, all that lingered in his mind was the sentence "Help her." ”

If that girl is a butterfly, who is she referring to?

"She can't control this power, it's only a matter of time before she loses control, even if it's me...... Alas......"

She sighed, if Butterfly's ability is really innate, then relying on the cultivation and practice of the day after tomorrow, it will definitely not fall to the current point, such a powerful spiritual power, it is self-evident that it is helpful for practicing the spiritual path, but unfortunately, this power does not belong to herself.

"I know what she's been through, about half a year ago, you haven't been to see her again. ”

"Experience?How do you judge that what she shows you is true, I'm not saying she's lying to you, but there are some memories that even she doesn't want to think about anymore, how can you see it, I really haven't been to see her for half a year, but do you know why?"

After a pause, she continued, "I don't know what the memories you see look like, but I can tell you that when I first went to look for her, all the people around her were dead, and they died by suicide. ”

"I know, I saw it. ”

"I'm talking about everything, including her parents and friends, you understand?"

He still remembers when he went to look for butterflies, the corpses everywhere, like a cemetery, did not have any living mouths, and the crows wandered in twos and threes, and the piercing cries were annoying.

The girl stood in the burial area in a daze, like a completely unconscious doll, a few days of venting made her gradually come back to her senses, but the heavy guilt had already crushed her, what to do when you are unwilling to accept the truth, Butterfly chose to create a process that is easier for her to accept.

Everything is forced to be helpless!

It's all their fault!

If it weren't for them, they wouldn't have gotten out of control, and they wouldn't have died!

In the end, they are all looking for their own death!

But the truth is not so, it is much more cruel than the illusion, which Butterfly can't accept, she chooses to forget everything and immerse herself in fictional memories.

“...... Is she lying?"

"She didn't lie, in her cognition, that's what happened, it's just different from reality, remember the doll in her hand?"