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Chapter 44 Illusion
"Woo~~~"

The heavy horn sound suddenly echoed in the Wang team's ears, and the time in front of them suddenly began to blur.

In a trance, when he opened his eyes again, he saw that there was actually a boiling bronze pot in front of him. The pot was bubbling with steam, and the human corpses could be seen tumbling in the boiling oil.

"where am I??"

Team Wang's heart tightened and turned around abruptly. Behind him, Xu Tong and the others had long disappeared. Only the monk shrouded in black robes, holding a blood-stained blade in his hand, walked towards him.

"Go away!"

Team Wang's expression changed suddenly, and he yelled, but suddenly found himself unable to move. I don't know when two figures appeared beside him. Walking in the direction of the bronze pot on the side.

In his line of sight, he saw the Buddha statue behind him illuminated by the firelight, and his expression flickered. Those silent eyes swept condescendingly. Without the kindness of the Buddha, there was only a cold light that revealed sinister evil.

"Grumbling..."

Watching the boiling oil pan getting closer and closer, Team Wang's expression became more and more frightened. He struggled desperately, but his limbs didn't move at all, as if he had completely lost consciousness. In front of the pot, with a slight loss of the figure, he suddenly fell into the oil pot...

"Pfft!!"

The icy cold water instantly penetrated into his collar.

Xu Tong slowly opened his eyelids, and what entered his eyes was the bottomless darkness and emptiness.

hallucinations?

At this time, several huge blisters floated on the bottom of the water, and waves of familiar voices came from the blisters. He looked at it, and his expression suddenly became serious.

Some guys in restraint suits let out oozing laughter, and their distorted faces flashed in front of him through blisters.

He remembered the faces of these people, but some memories had been blurred by time.

Turning his head, the picture turned again, and in another blister, a delicate face appeared, he smiled and took out a knife from his pocket: "Xu Tong, do you know? Human beings are actually a disease. , only death is the cure for us."

As he said that, he put the knife on his neck and stroked it lightly, and the blood immediately dyed the entire bubble red.

Seeing this, Xu Tong's face has begun to become more and more difficult to look, and there are strands of blood in the bottom of his eyes, and his hands are struggling in the water.

"Xu Tong! Xu Tong! Stop sleeping, look at that shadow... If you fall asleep, he will eat yours and replace you!"

"The world is huge, but do you believe it? We're just a grain of sand..."

"Xu Tong, you know, our life is like a book, after this chapter, there will be another chapter, this is rebirth..."

There are more and more bubbles in front of me, and countless crazy words come from the bubbles.

Those who had seen, those who had heard, the chaotic memories kept emerging in front of his eyes.

"boom!"

Suddenly, as the bubble burst, the world in front of him suddenly quieted down, a pair of huge eyes slowly opened in the dark Shenshui, and the scarlet pupils stared at him.

In the darkness, the demon king with blue face and fangs became clearer and clearer. The demon king's arms were broken, and drops of black blood permeated the water.

Staring at Xu Tong, there was no sound or movement, but those scarlet eyeballs were suffocating like a bottomless abyss.

The eyes of the two were facing each other for a moment, and he actually had a special resonance, as if he was staring at himself through the eyes of the devil, as if he was looking in a mirror.

In a trance, he seemed to understand something and stretched out his hand to grab the Demon King in front of him.

However, just as he stretched out his palm, a flute suddenly sounded in his ear.

"wrong!"

Hearing the sound of the flute, Xu Tong Meng retracted his palms and suddenly raised his head to look at the golem in front of him.

Eyes narrowed into a gap: "You cut off your arms to signal to let go, and use your demonic heart to cross people's hearts, but you don't know that people's hearts are like a sea, and the world is like a furnace, how can you put it down when you say it, you can't become a Buddha yourself, and you still want to cross others. Become a Buddha, how come you such a worthless thing from the Demon King?"

"Boom rumble..."

As if stimulated by his words, the golem vibrated in front of him, and countless bubbles poured out of the water, which were more fragmented memory fragments.

Xu Tong even saw himself being pressed on the bed and forced to take tranquilizers.

But he was no longer moved by this, but watched calmly, as if an outsider was watching a movie that had nothing to do with him.

After a moment, he sneered: "You only have some means."

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed one of the bubbles, only to see a white-haired old man in the bubble, the old man squatting in the corner, writing and depicting on the wall with his bloody hands.

The fingertips had been ground to reveal the bones, but he didn't realize it, but the paintings on the walls were also stained with blood and crooked.

Looking at this familiar scene, Xu Tong took a deep breath. The old man took good care of himself in the hospital. He usually kept the apples for lunch for him to eat. He always said that he was a painter, but his paintings were no one else. understand.

And that night, he suddenly started to paint with all his might, and the day after he finished painting, the old man died in the ward.

"Do you think it is very painful for him to be regarded as an alien in the eyes of others? But how can you understand that in his eyes, what he draws is like a world, a pure land of bliss."

As soon as he said that, he turned the bubble in his hand upside down, narrowed one eye and looked again, only to see an amazing landscape painting in the room appearing in front of his eyes, those twisted lines, showing a completely different Impact.

He doesn't understand what art is, but if he is asked to evaluate it, it is art, but it belongs to art that ordinary people cannot understand.

"Chao Wendao, Xi's death is okay. If you let go of this spirit, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch it!"

As he spoke, he gently pushed out the bubbles in his hand. The bubbles that had been floating suddenly fell quickly and hit the Demon King's face heavily. With a muffled sound, the Demon King's body suddenly shattered in front of him.

As the Demon King's body shattered, a huge thrust hit, and the eyes flashed in an instant, and the tightly closed eyes suddenly woke up.

I saw the five of them still standing in front of the Buddha statue.

It's just that the expressions on everyone's faces are very strange, Captain Wang seems to be stimulated by something, and he doesn't say a word with a black face.

"Huh!!! You guys are finally awake." Yang Guanjin held the flute, and it was obvious that she was blowing the flute sound she just heard.

"That jar is indeed not full of corpse oil, it is also mixed with a kind of poison. Anyone who smells it will fall into hallucinations unknowingly. I am different from you. Don't even want to wake up for a while."

Yang Guanjin explained to them.

At this time, Yang Zixuan slammed down on the ground, his whole body seemed to have been pulled out of the water, soaked in cold sweat.

He saw too many people who came to ask for his life in the illusion.

These people seemed to be pulling him into the abyss, and when I think about it now, I can't help but break into a cold sweat.

When he looked up at Xiong Tao again, he found that this guy didn't seem to have woken up from his hallucination yet. He had a slap in the corner of his mouth and said, "Hamburgers, elbows, noodles, Coke... all mine!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, he knew that Xiong Tao was actually a fitness coach, but he didn't expect these things to be on his mind?He stepped forward and slapped it hard.

"Clap!!"

After two slaps, Xiong Tao's cheeks suddenly swelled up, and he woke up with a start. He stared blankly at his empty hands. He found that the hamburger and elbow were gone, so he couldn't help but smash his mouth. , Tim licked his tongue, only to realize that he seemed to be dreaming.

"This place is not right, let's go quickly!!"

Seeing that Xiong Tao had woken up, Xu Tong immediately opened his mouth and urged everyone to leave here as soon as possible.

Hearing what he said, Yang Zixuan immediately noticed something was wrong. The Buddha sitting on the altar was supposed to open after the time and take out the body to worship.

It's impossible for everyone to sleepwalk collectively every time the altar is opened, this is not common sense.

Thinking of this, Yang Zixuan's heart tightened: "Yes, hurry up!"

But as soon as the voice fell, there was a rustling sound around, and the sound became louder and louder. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a red thing suddenly appearing in the bushes.

"what is that??"

Captain Wang was stunned, and saw that these red and bright things were all the size of adults, and they kept popping up, with two slender horns.

One, two, and in the blink of an eye, red fruits kept popping up, and the surroundings seemed to be covered with flowers for a while.

But wait for Captain Wang to get closer and take a closer look.

When he saw the bright red fruit, he slowly wriggled, and the sharp claws and the dark and shiny backboard poked out from under the green leaves...

"hiss!"

A chill couldn't help inhaling his lungs, like a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of his head, making him cool from the head to the soles of his feet. What kind of fruit is that, it is clearly the head of a centipede.

(End of this chapter)