alone mountain and river

When an illusionist enters other people's spiritual world, he wants to use other people's memory to do something, so the restoration of the memory world is a process that tests the illusionist's skill the most. After all, people have many details about the past scenes. Vague, in the process of constructing the world, the illusionist must personally re-draw these details. If the work is not refined enough, or there are too many flaws, then the illusion scene will be completely useless.

But now, everything is so real. Apart from the girl's very clear memory of this scene, Unger's credit is also in it.

When Feng Qinglang was admiring in her heart, the smoky girl immediately praised her words: "Haha, Your Excellency the Illusionist, you don't seem to be very strong. I didn't expect the basic skills to be so good. It seems that you still have a little bit of talent, but There is no guidance from a famous teacher!"

Anger clenched his fists vigorously, and said angrily, "My teacher is the best! It's just that I'm blunt, and I didn't have time to learn the real skills. His old man has returned to the stars..."

The girl was not slow, she immediately stuck out her tongue, expressed her apology, and said, "It's my fault, the sunset above is about to turn into a thunderstorm cloud, please calm down quickly, don't destroy my memory!"

Unger sighed dejectedly, calmed down again, and the discordant cloud above his head gradually dissipated.

Even though they were talking so loudly, the people frolicking on the nearby beach, and the man who was pulling his girlfriend into the tent right in front of them, didn't give them a second look, as if they didn't exist.

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

Thinking of his current high-paying job, Unger had to suppress his emotions and explained to the two: "In general illusion scenes, the characters can interact. But in order to find the gaps in memory, we must use ghost-like Only by entering the form and taking on the role of an observer can we see the blankness clearly!"

He was worried that he might not be able to explain clearly, but Feng Qinglang had already praised: "What a genius idea! You must have designed such an illusion plan to save mental energy! Well, no, it is more likely to be your mental energy Insufficient strength, it is difficult to support you to complete a complete memory journey, so you keep looking for shortcuts, obviously not the shortest shortcut distance, but it makes you walk out of a different path of illusion... Mr. Unger, right? Regardless Whether you can reproduce the blank areas in other people's memories, but only in terms of the ghost mode, which is the way of mental power, you are a genius, an out-and-out genius!"

The sunset glow suddenly became brighter, and the sea breeze became even more refreshing!Unger suddenly developed a sense of knowing and encountering people called bosom friends. In order to find such a path, he has suffered a lot these years, and his spiritual sea has also been tossed and suffered minor injuries more than a dozen times, and he has to rest for several months each time Only then did he recover, and after countless setbacks, he was allowed to walk this path...

Now, someone finally praised him as a genius!

But when this feeling of being recognized reached its peak, Unger suddenly realized another very important issue. This guy can praise himself so accurately, it can only show that he is also an expert!As a result, Unger's head started to hurt a little again. What happened tonight? I was so lucky that I got two lucky people who were all experts, and they seemed to be of high rank. What kind of probability is this...

A small group of children came chasing from behind, and the smoky girl didn't particularly dodge. As a result, two children passed through her body like this, and she finally made her own voice: "This way of thinking makes Zhongshu The user’s experience is very bad, and it is easy to feel that he has become a ghost.”

In this familiar scene, she became inexplicably a little irritable, and she didn't expect Unger to give her a happy response, so she took the lead and walked forward.

The sunset glow is gradually dissipating, and the waiters are packing up the sun umbrellas behind the beach chairs. After passing around the row of sun umbrellas, a bonfire is piled up in the middle of several small tents. A group of men and women are obviously old acquaintances, drinking heavily laughing loudly.

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

Anger couldn't help but glanced at Feng Qinglang. It was really hard for this delicate and lovely girl to be associated with the smoky and avant-garde woman beside her, even though their outlines were indeed quite similar upon closer inspection.

The smoky girl seemed to sense the doubts of the two of them, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Everyone has a time when they are young, look at the wool, haven't you seen such a pink and pure girl? I think I look more attractive as a young woman now!" "

Both of them chose to shut up. When a little girl was just young, she is now a young woman...Then they self-assess, a self-conscious should be regarded as the age of entering an uncle, and Unger is directly a grandfather.

The words spoken by these boys and girls were obviously not the lingua franca of the stigmata, Anger was at a loss when he heard it, and Feng Qinglang was pretending to be at a loss.

The smokey girl was very satisfied with their expressions, and didn't intend to translate for them, but said coldly: "This is the common language of Alans! I know you don't understand, so I didn't ask you to stand aside!"

They were playing a guessing game. That summer, the girl lost several times in a row and almost drank all the wine in the bottle. Immediately, a boy opened a new bottle of wine and handed it to her. The boy secretly winked at a round-faced boy sitting next to the girl.

The round-faced boy understood, and smiled crookedly.

Feng Qinglang and Anger are not idiots, they are 14 years old, they are not too old, they are not too young, they are just the age when they are in love, if they matured a little earlier, they would have passed the step of half-knowledge about many things.

Naturally, the girl saw it too, and couldn't help being angry, and seeing that she was always losing at that time, she said angrily: "I haven't lost my memory here, can I fast forward to the past? Watching the little girl being drunk, you just look at it." Feeling very itchy, I can think of a lot of strange pictures, right?"

Anger felt full of grievances. The choice of this time point was not only decided by him alone, but also because of the guidance of the other party, why now it has become his own dirty mind.

Of course, he was also happy to save some mental power, and the picture of the whole world suddenly blurred away. All the faces and things seemed to be intervened by the god of time, and they moved a little weirdly, and time entered the rhythm of acceleration. ...

"Stop!" The smokey girl stared at the fast-moving scene and suddenly shouted.