He picked up the hot tea on the table, took a big sip, exhaled, and then continued: "Maybe you will despise me, Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, I came to apply to be a hired illusionist here, after a period of investigation, I have basically determined that this is an illusion that cannot be cracked, or, at my level, it is impossible to crack the illusion...... But in order to get the high monthly remuneration of the Bi family, I have to enter it every day, what should I do? Going to the tavern to drink is a good pastime, anyway, I can already imagine the most basic copper coins, which can be regarded as a small amount of money that cannot be spent......"

Feng Qinglang nodded, indicating that he understood his mentality, and said in his heart, illusionists with a mentality like him are probably not a few in this team, so the Bi family launched the last elimination system to eliminate the weak.

Fan Gao said: "That's how I became friends with the tavernkeeper, I didn't tell the truth to the investigators, in fact, I told the tavernkeeper about the illusion, and even tried to tell him that they didn't really exist, just lived in a fictional fantasy shijie......"

Feng Qinglang frowned and said, "Are you crazy?" In the shijie of illusion, once the shijie rules are established and the shijie structure is stable, the characters born in the illusion often think that they are real, and this shijie is also real. But if someone tells them the truth, and these fictional characters also believe in this truth, then their spirit will collapse, and the whole spirit Shijie will probably collapse with it.

That might have dealt a blow to the caster and saved the employer from illusion, but it was more likely to turn Bi Yuntian into an idiot from now on.

Fan Gao sighed: "Yes, I also feel a little crazy, but the tavern owner is hahadaxiao every time, he doesn't believe my words, just when I am an interesting guest...... It's like in real shijie, someone tells you that you live in a shijie that doesn't exist, and most people don't believe it. ”

He took another big sip of tea and continued, "That morning, I did something that you surely thought was crazier...... Well, I drank alcohol before I went in, because I received bad news, the brother who betrayed me back then died, hey, he died in the illusion, and I was very sad, after all, it was the only friend I had before...... Because of the drinking, after I went in, I talked a lot to the tavern owner, and he was always hahadaxiao, thinking that I was going crazy again. ”

Fan Gao smiled bitterly: "Yes, I am really crazy with alcohol, in order not to fool this friend in my heart, I proved to him the existence of illusion, I continued to imagine a large number of copper coins in front of him, piled up all over the bar, and the people in the entire tavern were stunned at that time." At first they thought I was just a rich magician, but when they found out that it was impossible for me to fit so many copper coins, their spirits began to crumble, especially the tavern owner, who finally believed me and that he was just living in a fictional shijie......"

Fan Gao's face became a little pale, and he continued: "Then, the meteorite rain suddenly came, and my wine was scared to wake up, which was a signal that the spiritual shijie was about to collapse, and I knew that I had to evacuate immediately, otherwise my spiritual origin would also be destroyed with this shijie." But I couldn't leave, and my only friend, the tavernkeeper, grabbed me by the wrist, and his eyes became fierce, and I knew that I didn't have time to say goodbye, that my friend was no more......"

"That's where my memory starts, and then I become a damn blind man, and a five-stringed piano player with a story that I think is glorious...... Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, please allow me to thank you once again, it was you who saved me from eternal destruction, and in order to repay you, I decided to tell you the truth of this matter. Fan Gao stood up solemnly again and thanked him with a salute.

Feng Qinglang also suffered silently again, and he muttered: "Your Excellency Fan Gao, with all due respect, your eyes are always full of confusion, do you still have any unsolved mysteries in your heart?"

That deep confusion resurfaced in Fan Gao's eyes, and he took out a five-stringed piano from the cabinet behind him, and said in a low voice: "This is sent by my person named Bishi this afternoon." ”

His fingers danced lightly on the strings, and the melodious music sounded, echoing in this small space, Feng Qinglang frowned, and said, "Your Excellency Fan Gao, your piano skills are indeed good, but what do you mean?"

Fear appeared on Fan Gao's face, and he said in a low voice: "Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, I... I didn't know how to play the ukele before, but my current skills, you see...... If I lied to you that I learned this thing since I was a child, I'm afraid you'd believe it, right?"

He also took out the necklace he hung around his neck, shook it in front of Feng Qinglang, and said, "Also, before you came, I secretly did a test, and the test showed that now, I... I'm still in the midst of illusion

After speaking, Fan Gao stared at Feng Qinglang deadly, as if he was worried that he was indeed part of the illusion and would disappear at any time, which really made Feng Qinglang a little creepy, he couldn't help but think of the "blink of an eye", in this illusion, he learned many skills.

If you follow Fan Gao's logic, wouldn't it be that he has been in the illusion all the time, never woke up, thinking that he had escaped the illusion, but in fact he was still in the fool of others, and he also imagined that he had traveled thousands of miles alone, escaped the pursuit, and all kinds of later stories happened......

Now encountering Shang Fan Gao, maybe it's just a projection in the subconscious, incarnated as Fan Gao, reminding himself that illusion still exists, and hurry back to reality.

This kind of thought is too terrifying, he quickly drank to make himself wake up immediately, back to the basic logic shijie, countless experiences of life and death, clearly told himself that all this is not an illusion, the problem is only Fan Gao, or this necklace

He took a deep breath, looked at the necklace carefully, and said calmly: "Your Excellency Fan Gao, have you also shared the secret of your necklace with the tavern owner?"

Fan Gao blushed, nodded and said, "Yes, almost all my experiences have been shared with him." However, this is not enough to subvert the rules of testing. ”

Facing Fan Gao's eyes asking for help, Feng Qinglang knew that he was on the verge of danger, and once he was sure that he was still living in the illusion shijie, he might not hesitate to choose suicide, wanting to escape and return to the so-called reality shijie.

Feng Qinglang thought for a while before he said slowly: "Your Excellency Fan Gao, listen well, your necklace is likely to have been contaminated, because you have been in the illusion world for too long, tomorrow you apply to the Bi clan for a white magic expert, purify your necklace, I believe the result will be different"

"Well, I'll listen to you"

Bidding farewell to Fan Gao, Feng Qinglang returned to the independent apartment arranged for him by the Bi family, and rearranged all his thoughts, and it was basically certain that this illusion was presided over by someone, that is to say, Bi Yuntian's spiritual shijie was not disorderly. Even the "Fleeting Millennium", which is known as the first illusion in the ages, also needs someone to preside over it, not to mention this illusion in the blue clouds, since Feng Qinglang has already gone in and seen it, he can naturally distinguish that although this illusion is powerful, it is far inferior to a thousand years in a blink of an eye.

So, who is the caster? Who can stay by Bi Yuntian's side for a long time and keep the entire illusion running, Feng Qinglang first put a circle on the name of "Old Lady Bi", and then on the name of "Dark Guard", those masters who hide in the shadows and secretly protect Bi Yuntian are also suspicious, because they are almost inseparable from Bi Yuntian......

zuihou, he also put a circle on the name of "Bi Yuntian", which is a weird, terrifying but reasonable conjecture, there is another person who can have the opportunity to stay by Bi Yuntian's side all the time, and that is himself.

An illusionist who does it against himself is really hateful, although there are few such cases in the history of illusion, but the possibility of such a thing cannot be ruled out......

While thinking about it, there was a soft knock on the door.

The door opened, and a shadow stood outside the door, it was Beatrice.

Feng Qinglang was overjoyed, because he saw that the other party was still carrying a beautiful large basket in his hand, which was exuding the aroma of wine and meat, and there were a few freshly made haode side dishes and two pots of good wine.

Beatrice saw that Feng Qinglang was not surprised by her late-night visit, but had a sense of joy, and her eyes couldn't help but appear happy, but she quickly and keenly observed that the other party seemed to pay more attention to the basket in her hand, and a burst of depression that had accumulated since her peers on the lake today couldn't help but sublimate into anger, and suddenly her face turned cold, and she said indifferently: "Well, I knocked on the wrong door." Turns out I'm looking for the handsome illusionist, not in this room. ”

As he spoke, he was about to turn around and leave, Feng Qinglang was willing to leave at night, and hurriedly laughed: "That's right, that's right, I'm the handsome illusionist, Miss Bi, please."

Beatrice snorted heavily before reluctantly entering the room.

The food is a good dish, the wine is a good wine, and there are beautiful women to accompany him, the bright moon outside the window is in the sky, Feng Qinglang consciously suppressed those ridiculous thoughts and conjectures in his heart, and it faded a little.

"Is it delicious?"

"Delicious, you made it yourself?"

"No, I'm only responsible for poisoning it after it's done. ”

Under the soft moonlight, Beatrice noticed that Feng Qinglang's eyebrows were still a little blank that had not disappeared, and said with a smile: "On the first day you came, you rescued the unlucky Lord Fan Gao, and now everyone in the family praises our Foreign Affairs Department, and finally found a capable person." ”

Feng Qinglang only smiled bitterly: "I can be praised by the powerful people behind the scenes, and I will laugh in my dreams tonight." ”

Beatrice shook her index finger: "I don't see that you are happy, is there something in trouble."

The brilliance of the moonlight seemed to be concentrated on Beatrice's pretty face, which looked bright and clean, Feng Qinglang saw the bright moon in front of him full of concerned eyes, so he had to confess: "Your Excellency Fan Gao is a little confused, he still suspects that he is still in the illusion, which reminds me of my friend who has been in the illusion for a thousand years, whether he is really out of that illusion......"