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He turned his head, thinking he would see a familiar sculpture at the end of the street, it was a tome dictionary with a feather bookmark, but now...

There turned out to be a sculpture pointing straight to the sky, and the face of the sculpture was still the familiar face, which was precisely the person who was bothering him—Di Allen.

An inexplicable coldness smashed into the lake in his heart, like a huge piece of ice suddenly smashed into the lake, and then quickly made the entire lake freeze into ice.

Umanela also raised her head and looked in that direction. She must have sobered up most of her wine from the previous memory fragments. The scene in front of her now completely woke her up from the shock. The building in front of her was clearly in the style of the continent of Alans. , but she couldn't remember which town in Alans had such a huge sculpture of Di Allen.

Unger was also shocked. His mental operation method can often only faithfully restore the other party's memory and make detailed adjustments. But when he reshaped the memory zone, there was no such giant, let alone How to adjust the details, because its details have been so impeccable, just like I don't have a deep study of stone carvings, I can see that this is definitely a stunning work.

After the three looked up at the same time in a daze for a while, Umanara took the lead and said, "Hey, who is that, where is this place? It should be on the land of Alans, right?"

Feng Qinglang wanted to pretend she didn't hear it, but she had already turned her head and was still staring at her, so she could only say: "This is a blank area of ​​memory, a broken drawer, how do I know! I lost my memory at the time!"

Umanara immediately became angry: "Nonsense, I also fragmented the beach in front of me, but at least I know that it is the south coast of Alans. Hmm... Are you also from Alans?"

Feng Qinglang didn't even want to answer this question, so he tried his best to make his smile a bit more obscene, and said, "My friends often say that a man should have some sense of mystery in order to be more attractive, so I won't tell you!"

As expected, Wuman Nala turned her head away, and said disdainfully: "Childish! It's time for you to break up with those friends who said that, they will make your skin lose points!"

Seeing that her eyes had turned to him, Unger said decisively: "The person involved doesn't know, and it's even more impossible for me to know where this is."

Anger led the two of them to a two-story attic on the side of the road, and said softly, "Your Excellency, you at that time were inside. If there is any privacy involved, we can wait outside."

What a joke, there is a weird smell everywhere, if it is possible, Anger would like to leave this memory zone immediately, but unfortunately not, then we have to work hard to get rid of the relationship!

Umanara quit, and shouted: "Hey, didn't you say that the mysterious experience is a full experience? Why can you refuse to share it when it comes to an end? You saw me making a fool of myself on the beach just now, didn't you still watch it?" Have a good taste?"

Unger said with a wry smile: "Dear miss, I must always put the wishes of the parties in the first consideration..."

Feng Qinglang sighed, turned around and bowed slightly to the two, then nodded to Anger to express his gratitude, and strode into the attic with the most obvious meaning, but he did not intend to share this memory experience with them.

Unger felt relieved, and hurriedly said, "Look, this is the client's wish!"

Umanara snorted heavily, raised her foot and took a step forward, but stopped again, and she didn't know what she was planning. She turned her eyes and looked around carefully, as if she wanted to turn off the dim streetlights here. The deserted streets, classical buildings, and Di Allen's sculptures...all of them are imprinted in my mind.

Feng Qinglang stepped up to the second floor of the attic. The place was full of hallucinatory and hazy atmosphere. A haggard and dejected boy lay curled up on the bed with a thin blanket on his body. Unchanging the taste of the leaves, he stared out the window blankly, it was late at night, and when the morning was approaching, Feng Qinglang didn't need to follow his gaze to know that the night sky must be that The round moon seems to be a full and bright moon designed by a circle.

This young man is the self of that year, and the self of that year is still in the blink of an eye. He is using illusion to play dead. This is not the first time he has used illusion to play dead, but he is definitely the most like him. Once, because, this time, he was already dying.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help smiling wryly. He always knew that he was miserable at that time, but when he had the opportunity to witness it with his own eyes, he realized that he was really miserable at that time, just like an old man in his dying years.

The head of the bed was facing a floor-to-ceiling mirror. Feng Qinglang walked in front of the mirror. He couldn't see himself in the present, but he could see himself at that time. At that time, his breathing became more and more disordered, and he had reached the point of being a candle in the wind. , It seems that at any moment, it will swallow its last breath.

Feng Qinglang came to the window sill next to the mirror, and under the bright moon, it happened to be the sculpture that towered above the sky, the man named Di Allen.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked once again. It turned out that I had seen the sculpture that year, but at that time I was completely immersed in the illusion I wove, even if the rest of the corner of my eye Guang Guang glimpsed the magnificent existence, but ignored it, thinking that it was the result of the collision between his own illusion and the illusion of the outside world, and regarded it as part of countless illusions that had appeared at that time...

It turned out that in the most superficial layer of his memory, he had indeed lost his memory, and now it has been truly reproduced, and that was his last night in the millennium in the blink of an eye.

The atmosphere of illusion and haze around me is thicker. I tried my best that year and was breathing my last breath. What is the greatest illusion?Then you should have lied to yourself!It was his biggest realization at the time.

The whole world is silent, and the bell is no longer ringing, but it makes people feel that a huge roar is rippling through this world, making your spirit and soul resonate endlessly.

Inexplicably, Feng Qinglang realized that it wasn't that she had fooled those great illusionists back then, but that the appearance of the sculpture at that moment changed the order and rules of the world, indirectly causing the illusionists to misjudge and misunderstand. thought he was dead.

Sure enough, deep above the sky, sighs came one after another, like the chants of the gods.

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly. No illusionist dared to go deep into the world of thousands of years. The sculpture of Di Allen was like a blind spot to them above the sky. If any of them mustered up the courage to come down, I'm afraid You can immediately find this huge extra building, and you can also find that you are just playing dead.