But no matter what conjecture, there is a common saying, that is, the person who falls for the illusion will die after an instant, but the expression of the person who is in the illusion at that moment is too rich, so rich that people can't help but guess, what did he see?

"Then what did he see at that time?" Seeing that Feng Qinglang paused, Nanxing Soul couldn't help but interject.

"When I saw the bell tower in my hometown, it just rang twelve o'clock in the evening. Feng Qinglang's eyes suddenly became a little confused and confused, as if she had returned to that moment back then.

"That's it?"

"Oh, yes, that's all, but it feels too real. It's like the bloody wind of the previous moment has completely disappeared, it's like he's returned to his hometown when he's been very young, it's like he's traveled back. The next day, he also saw his childhood playmate, his former mentor, and the familiar faces of his neighbors. Yes, there was a moment when he really thought he had traveled back in time, because everything was so real...... Or maybe he just had a dream, and then he dreamed that his future self had experienced glory, and then he was ambushed and hunted down......"

But when the clock struck twelve, he realized that everything before was not a dream, and that he had indeed been ambushed by a group of illusionists...... Because after the bell rings, he returns to the original point, he returns to the previous day, time does not advance, the most terrible part of this illusion is to let you live the same day forever......"

Both girls were a little puzzled, and this time it was Beatrice who asked, "If that's all there is to it, then this illusion isn't too scary, is it?"

Yes, at first he thought so, because there was no pain, and he did not see hell or the devil, so he began to actively look for an exit from this illusion. From every space in his hometown, to everyone, to the wilderness, and even he spent half a day running to the nearby villages and towns, but everything was too real, as if this was a real shijie, without any flaws. ”

And so, after spending many days, he gradually felt a little frustrated. So, he thought, why don't you stop and enjoy life first, anyway, this is such a real shijie, and all the feelings are so real......"

"He began to try to accompany his family to go on a trip, enjoy the peace that he had not seen for a long time, try to get drunk with his childhood friends from early to night, completely indulge in the pleasure of alcohol, and he even tried to get drunk and spend a lot of money......"

After all the life he had gone through, he suddenly felt extremely tired, because he knew that in fact it was all illusory, only a part of the illusion, and nothing was real. ”

For a while, he went berserk and razed the whole town to the ground, but as soon as the bell struck twelve, everything would return to its original place, and all the flattened buildings would be restored, and the people would still smile at him. ”

When the violent thoughts gradually died down, he didn't know how long he had lived on that day...... He began to try a different life, began to read fantasy books like crazy, hoping to find an exit from illusion, and tried various methods again according to the methods in the books, including suicide. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Qinglang paused for a moment, as if recalling the courage that burst out when he was forced to the end of the mountain, and then continued: "But it was all useless, so he had to try to read more books, trying to find answers in other disciplines, from the beginning of the purposeful search for answers, to the later really completely immersed in the sea of books, feeling satisfied." ”

"He has only focused on martial arts since he was a child, and he has never read so many books that have nothing to do with martial arts like now, astronomy and geography, alchemy, magic patterns, and ancient magic ways...... And he found out from many disciplines that in fact, martial arts and many disciplines have something in common, which made him very happy, this is the beautiful sunshine in his decadent shijie......"

"Sometimes, when he is in a peaceful mood, he will even thank the illusionist for putting such a large number of books in the library in his hometown city in order to make this shijie completely real, so as to live up to the name of his hometown's 'book town'......"

"But after some time, he fell back into despair, he still couldn't get out of the illusion, even if he became a genius, what was the use? he didn't calculate how many days he had spent in the illusion, maybe three, maybe ten years, maybe longer......"

"And so, he fell into a state of madness again, and then, after a while, he regained his composure, and threw himself into the sea of books again, and so on, and so on, on the same day, for many years, many years, and ......."

Feng Qinglang's voice was very peaceful, but Nanxing Soul and Beatrice both heard a little chill, if for a whole thousand years, you are trapped on the same day, living exactly the same life, what kind of life is it, there is no way to escape, this is already completely different from the captivity in the sense of space, if you can survive like this, what kind of tenacious temperament does it take?

The person who listens to the story always asks "what happened later" to show the interaction with the narrator, so Nanxing Soul also urged: "What happened later? Did he escape?"

Feng Qinglang's tone was still flat, as if he was really telling someone else's story: "After so many cycles of madness and sobriety, he has also come to the brink of collapse, he can't even read a book, he lies in bed all day long, tired like an old man who has traveled for more than a thousand years, until the bell rings, and then continues to lie in bed all day long, at a certain moment, he is waiting for death, waiting for the moment of the end." ”

"His mental state is getting worse and worse, and the breath of life is getting weaker and weaker. He was even a little happy, he knew it was almost time to finish......"

Before the bell rang that night, he made a mischievous decision. At that time, he had already learned a variety of illusions, and he had used them many times in Shijie in 'Fleeting Millennium', and this was not the first time he had used illusions to pretend to be dead, but it was definitely the most similar to the one he pretended, because, this time, he was already about to die. ”

"In this illusion, he has a wealth of experience in death, the superposition of countless experiences, so that he has an incomparably deep understanding of death, he simulates death, releases his illusion in the illusion shijie, he wants to deceive this illusory shijie, his breathing is getting weaker and weaker, until he is silent, his body becomes cold, and then stiffens, even he feels that he is indeed dead......"

"What is the greatest illusion? He must have deceived himself! That night, he did not hear the bell again, only the sigh above the firmament, one after another, as if many people were sighing. ”

He felt the whole illusion Shijie pause, and he heard the voices of the 'Creators' above the firmament.

This is a great battle, he is also a great opponent, and our battle is enough to be recorded in the history of illusion, leaving the most glorious traces. ’

'I'm honored to be working with so many great illusionists!'

'Deeply honored......'"