When the illusionist enters the spiritual sea of others, he wants to borrow other people's memories to do something, then the restoration of the memory shijie is the process that tests the illusionist's skills the most, after all, people are vague about the past scenes, many details are blurred, and the illusionist must personally re-outline these details in the process of building shijie, if it is not refined enough, or there are too many flaws, then the illusion scene is completely wasted.

But now, everything is so real, in addition to the girl's very clear memory of this scene, there is also the credit of Unge.

When Feng Qinglang admired in her heart, the smoky girl directly praised the words: "Haha, Your Excellency Illusionist, you don't look very strong, I didn't expect your basic skills to be so good, it seems that you still have a little talent, but you don't have the guidance of a famous teacher."

Ang Ge clenched his fists vigorously, and said in an angry voice: "My teacher is the most haode, but my qualifications are dull, and I haven't had time to learn the real skills, and his old man has returned to the stars......"

The girl was not sluggish, she immediately stuck out her tongue, apologized, and said: "Count me bad, the sunset above is about to turn into a thunderstorm cloud, you hurry up and calm down, don't destroy my memory"

Unge sighed dejectedly, calming his mind again, and the discordant dark cloud above his head gradually dissipated

Even when they spoke so loudly, the people frolicking on the nearby beach, and the man who was right in front of them, pulling their female companions into the tent, did not look at them as if they did not exist.

In this fragment of memory, they are like ghosts from the future.

Remembering his current high-paying job, Unge had to suppress his personal emotions and explain to the two: "In a general illusion scene, the characters can interact. But in order to find the blank space in our memory, we have to enter in the form of a ghost, to act like an observer, in order to see the blank space."

He was still worried that he would not understand, but Feng Qinglang had already praised: "It's a genius to imagine that you should design such an illusion plan in order to save mental power, well, no, it is more likely that your mental power is insufficient, and it is difficult to support you to achieve a complete memory journey, so you keep looking for shortcuts, obviously not the shortest shortcut distance, but let you walk out of a different illusion path...... Mr. Unger, right? Whether or not you can recreate the blank space in other people's memories, but just by the way the psychic power works in ghost mode, you are a genius, a genius in every way."

The sunset suddenly became brighter, and the sea breeze was even more refreshing, and a sense of acquaintance called bosom friend rose in an oily way, in order to find such a path, he had suffered a lot over the years, and the spiritual sea had also been tossed to the point that he had suffered more than a dozen light injuries, and each time he had to rest for several months to recover, and then after countless setbacks, he was allowed to go through this path......

Now, at last, someone is praising him as a genius

But when he reached the peak of his recognition, Unge suddenly realized another very important problem, this guy can praise himself so accurately, it can only show that he is also an expert So, Unge's head began to hurt a little again, what's wrong tonight, his luck is so good, he actually drew two lucky people who are experts, and it seems that the level is not low, what is the probability......

A small group of children chased from behind, and the smoky girl didn't particularly dodge, but two children just walked through her body, and she finally said to herself: "This way of thinking makes the experience of the Chinese practitioner very bad, and it is easy to feel that he has become a ghost." ”

In this familiar scene, she was inexplicably a little irritable, and she didn't expect Unge to respond to her comfortably, so she took the lead and walked forward.

The sunset was dissipating in the shift, and the waiters were packing up the sun umbrellas behind the beach chairs, and after going around the sun umbrellas, in the middle of several small tents, a bonfire was piled up, and a group of men and women were obviously old acquaintances, talking and laughing loudly in the booze room.

The smoky girl stopped, Feng Qinglang followed her gaze, and saw a pretty girl smiling happily, holding half a bottle of wine in her hand, obviously a little drunk.

Ang Ge couldn't help but glance at Feng Qinglang, this delicate and lovely girl was really difficult to associate with the smoky and avant-garde woman next to her, although their silhouettes were indeed quite similar under a closer look.

The smoky girl seemed to sense the confusion of the two, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Everyone has a young age, look at the wool, haven't you ever seen such a pink and pure beautiful girl?

Both chose to shut up, the little girl was just young, and she is now a young woman...... Then they self-assess, a person who feels that he should be regarded as an uncle, and Ange is directly an old man.

The words spoken by these young boys and girls were obviously not the lingua franca of the stigma, and Ang Ge was stunned when he heard it, and Feng Qinglang was pretending to be confused.

The smoky girl was very satisfied with their expressions, and did not intend to translate for them, but said coldly: "This is the lingua franca of the Alans continent, knowing that you don't understand it, so I didn't let you stand far away."

They were engaged in a game of guessing, and that summer girl had lost a few handfuls and almost drunk all the wine in the bottle, and immediately a boy opened a new bottle of wine and handed it to her, and as he handed it over, the boy gave a secret glance to a round-faced boy sitting next to the girl.

The round-faced boy understood and smiled crookedly.

Feng Qinglang and Ang Ge are not stupid, at the age of fourteen, it is not big or small, it is precisely the age when love is first opened, if you are precocious, then many things have already crossed the step of half-understanding

The girl naturally saw it, and couldn't help but be annoyed, and when she saw that she was always losing, she said angrily: "I haven't lost my memory here, can I fast forward to the past?" Seeing the little girl being poured wine, you can see it itching, and you think of a lot of strange pictures, right?"

Angge only felt full of grievances, the choice of this time node was not only decided by him alone, but also because of the guidance of the other party, how could it become his own dirty psychology now.

Of course, he was also happy to save some mental energy, and the whole picture of Shijie suddenly blurred away, and all the faces and things seemed to be intervened by the god of time, pulling a little bizarre, and time entered an accelerated rhythm......

"Stop" The smoky girl stared at the picture of rapid progress, and suddenly shouted.