"To the east, you know what? Today I saw a man in the Phantom Pool, who was dressed in white like snow, with long black hair, walking barefoot towards me, and he said, 'You're back!', I've never seen him, I don't know him, but I can feel that he knows me. Si Ming slowly walked among the flowers, stroking the stamens and leaves, looking confused and hesitant, and talking leisurely about what he had encountered in the Phantom Wave Pool.

Since coming out of the phantom wave pool, that person has become a doubt in Si Ming's heart, which made her unable to let go for a long time, Si Ming thought that Xiang Dong was the left envoy of the Demon Palace after all, and he might not know anything about what happened there.

Xiang Dong made the quilt, turned to look at Si Ming's figure, and answered without thinking about it: "The Phantom Wave Pool has always been an important place in the Demon Palace, and there are many illusions in it, so it is called the Phantom Wave Pool. ”

"Illusion? do you think that's ...... But why am I so empathetic, so sad and heartbroken......" Si Ming was a little unconvinced, and said slowly after a long time: "The emperor said the same, he said, 'Si Ming, it's an illusion, don't believe it'." ”

"But I really feel that that person does know me, and he must be very important to me, but I don't remember him. The more he talked, the more excited he became, and Si Ming almost broke a flower branch.

Xiang Dong saw that the woman looked excited, and he was also a little panicked, so he hurriedly stepped forward to hold the woman's shoulders and looked at her intently: "Ruoyan, don't worry, don't worry, calm down, listen to me." ”

After Si Ming calmed down a little and recovered his emotions, Xiang Dong spoke eloquently.

I saw that he sighed first and said: "All kinds of illusions in the phantom wave pool, there are thousands of laws, true and false, false and true, true and false, false and true, true and false, false and true, true and false are difficult to distinguish, until it is difficult to distinguish, there is no real or false, this is 'illusion'." ”

Xiang Dong's lips closed one by one, and he said a lot of words similar to Buddhism, which made Sima feel a little impressed for a moment.

"Ruoyan, do you understand? That's an illusion, you have to come out of it, don't think about it anymore. He followed eastward.

"But is there really such a coincidence in the world? In the illusion, he gave me a room of potted flowers, and today ...... Never mind. Speaking of this, Si Ming shook his head, and then said, "Did any of the elders in your Demon Palace have been trapped in the Phantom Wave Pool before?"

Si Ming stared at Xiang Dong with expectant eyes, but Xiang Dong still shook his head, and persuaded again: "No, no, it is really an illusion, if the illusion does not make the entrants have a real feeling, then what is it called an illusion? Not to mention the illusion pool of my magic palace, there are many illusions set up in it, it is really an illusion in the illusion, and the illusions are interlocked, if the entrants do not have a firm mind or no help from others, it is difficult to get out." ”

Looking eastward, Si Ming's eyes were still suspicious, and he couldn't help but sigh again, very helpless.

"Why don't you believe it, if you continue like this, I'll worry about you. After a pause, he added: "Your Excellency will also be worried." ”

But Si Ming doesn't seem to care, don't think about it.

"Well, to the east, I'm going to rest. It was a long time before a sigh came from inside the room.

"You have a good rest and don't think too much. After uncomfortingly giving the instructions, Xiang Dong reluctantly pulled the door through the room and walked out, but instead of going back to his room, he hurried towards the residence of the Demon Venerable.

The paint outside the window was dark and gloomy, and the wind was gusting, and the night of the Demon Palace was naturally not as good as the Heavenly Palace of the Nine Heavens, if it was in the past, Si Ming would have already gone to bed to rest. But today's day is indeed a wonderful and dreamy day. The illusion of the phantom wave pool during the day, the magic sword incarnates into a sword spirit, and the sword spirit Du Xiaonan kneels down to himself at night and begs, and then the emperor who comes to misunderstand himself, and there are potted flowers in this room......

Si Ming squinted his eyes and looked around at the potted flowers in the room, thinking about Du Xiaonan's insistence on bowing to himself just now, and refusing to get up no matter how he called, thinking that it happened that the emperor appeared at that time, Si Ming had a few uncertain smiles on the corner of his mouth, and spat lightly: "Coincidence." "Oh, coincidence, Si Ming never believed that there were so many coincidences in the world, when he wrote the mortal life book, the so-called coincidences were all from his own ink pen, in Si Ming's view, there are always people behind the coincidences, but tonight's play, who wrote it? Si Ming held his chin thoughtfully, looked at a room of flowers, and seemed to be smiling.

Tonight is not destined to be a calm night.

Phantom Pool ......

The woman's eyes were dark.

A woman swept past in the phantom wave pool, and the white light flashed in an instant, and the woman was no longer visible.

Then a light followed, and if he was about to leave, he kept his distance from the woman in front of him.

Si Ming cautiously stepped on the crystal ice, waved the ink pen in his hand, and cast a spell to let the ink pen explore the way forward, and Si Ming followed the guidance of the ink pen to move forward slowly.

The man, the man who specially prepared a room of flower seeds for her, the man who ventured to the South China Sea to pick purple bamboo just to prepare a birthday gift for her, she didn't believe that it was all fake, a thousand illusions, true and false, but Xiang Dong didn't understand, the Buddha also said: illusion is born from the heart, in the illusion, a thought becomes a Buddha and a thought becomes a demon. Since the illusion was born from the heart, then Si Ming had to find out who the illusion she had in her heart was?

The place was already filled with smoke and fog, and Si Ming wondered if he had entered the illusion again, remembering that this was the scene before he saw the man during the day. Then Si Ming held his breath and waited for the beautiful man during the day.

Si Ming waited in place, and after a long time, there was no movement, and there was always smoke all around, and slowly the fog increased, and he couldn't even see two steps away. At this time, Si Ming was a little flustered, pinched and cast the spell on the ink pen, let it lead the way, and Si Ming continued to move forward with the guidance of the ink pen.

But the more he walked in, the more Si Ming felt wrong, just now it was obviously a cold moon wind and frost, but now he was a little feverish, which is very unusual. Si Ming felt as if she had entered a steaming place, and the more she walked forward, the more she felt like a fire, and in Si Ming's memory, the place that made her feel this way was undoubtedly the eighteenth layer of hell under the Nine Shadows.

That was also 10,000 years ago, at that time, in addition to often coming to the Demon Palace to find inspiration to write a book, that is, he often went to the world and the nine shadows, at that time, the Netherworld Division of the Nine Shadows was still Bai Feng, and she and Bai Feng were also considered to be not fighting and not knowing each other, at that time Bai Feng was in the world of micro-service, pretending to put up a fortune telling booth for people to tell fortunes, at that time, Si Ming happened to pass by, of course, he also sensed at a glance that this person was not an extraordinary person. Si Ming was very curious at that time, and she had the idea of meeting him, she thought in her heart that this mortal thing had already been written in her life book, no matter who he was, she was still very confident in fortune telling.

Thinking about it, Si Ming sat down close to the stall and asked, "Can Mr. tell fortunes?"

But the fortune teller glanced at the sign next to him, and looked at it, which was like, 'Look for yourself.' ’

Si Ming suddenly felt that the fortune teller in front of him was really interesting, and seeing him dressed as a white-faced scholar, his lips and teeth were white, and his whole temperament was a bit Confucian, but he was a gentle and handsome man.

I saw Si Ming look at the sign with the words "God Operator" written on it, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Coincidentally, I can also tell fortunes in the future." "There has always been a patriarchal mentality in the world, and the status of women in the world is low, and they generally do not walk around the streets, and they are seen to be demorous. Si Ming suspected that this kind of rule was indeed discrimination, and he complained to Feng Xi about it several times in private, but he still couldn't break such perverted rules in the world, so he had to wronged himself to disguise himself as a man, so that he could easily travel the mountains and rivers and rivers arbitrarily.