Versatile Mage

Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu have found a big circle in the entire mountain temple. There are too many people here, whether it is the Benxi Xiong City or from other places, I want to find out the real demon from so many people. It is impossible at all.

There is nothing in the mountain temple. The two just went to the city to look for it. The whole city is full of flowers and people come and go, just don’t know why it always feels like something is missing.

Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu walked all the way from the temple to the city, the same stone steps, the same mountain road, the same block, even the owner of the wine house is the same, where is the small eyes that shine with gentle light. Can remember very clearly.

Just somehow, the whole big city gave Mo Fan a very awkward feeling. When Mo Fan almost crossed the Xi Xiong market, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It turns out that this illusion is like a GIF picture. They don't have different people like the real world. They don't have the same things, different scenes. Everything and things in the mushy illusion are like programmed programs. Time When the axis arrives, it will automatically return to the origin.

For example, an hour ago, I saw a fruit in a grandmother's basket spilling on the side of the road. After a while, you will see the old grandmother's posture spilling these fruits, even the fruit rolling track is the same. Just past a yellow old van, it will open again soon. The whistle sounded at the port, even if it is missed, etc. will ring.

"All this is probably based on the memory of the Muyu demon spirit, so most of the pictures are repeated in the time period that she remembers. Have you noticed that the area is a chaos, which indicates that she has never been to There, there is no memory there.” Ai Jiangtu himself is a space mage, so he soon found this fictional space with many bugs!

Mo Fan nodded, and his heart was still secretly surprised. He never thought that a small wooden fish could create such an illusory realm, and he did not know what the wooden fish was.

"If this is a world structured according to her memory, then she should also play her original identity here..." Mofan said.

"Yes, you have seen the demon spirit and know what she looks like, so just find her." Ai Jiangtu said.

"We have come in a bit of a slap in the face. If we can wait for them to hide some information, we will find it easier to find Miyata!" Mo Fan said.

Ai Jiangtu nodded. When he was about to talk, his nose suddenly came with a strange smell, which made Ai Jiangtu subconsciously turn back, but nothing behind him.

"Have you heard anything?" Ai Jiangtu asked.

"Smell it, it seems to be the taste of wormwood," Mo Fan said.

After the wormwood burned it, the smell was easily recognizable. Mo Fan remembered that his stomach was not good before, and he often used wormwood to smoke his stomach.

"Is there wormwood near us?"

"No... No, we are not smelling here, it is the smell outside. Strange, Nanhao and Jiang Shaoxu are not guarding us, they are doing wormwood, it seems to be very close... cough Cough, cough, I rely on, are they burning on my nose, oh... I am dying!" Mo Fan coughed a few times.

"What are they doing, why are we burning wormwood on our side?" Ai Jiangtu said with a puzzled face.

......

At the temple, Jiang Yan was holding a bundle of burning wormwood on his hands, and kept the smoke on the noses of Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu, and they both had to shed tears.

"Does this method work? The wormwood is very common in our country, but Japan seems to be less suitable for growth." Mu Tingying said.

"So, they found the place where wormwood was found, and they knew where the palace was. Didn't you hear the 'dreams' they said? The place they are in is probably the West Bear Market a few years ago. Jiang Yan said.

Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu did not know that the two of them were talking in the illusion, and they were still narrating when they were still asleep. It seemed to the outsiders that two sleeping people were talking about their dreams.

It is also through this dream that Jiang Shaoxu and Nanxun understand what kind of world is inside.

"Right, you said that this West Bear City is really a man of Miyata?" Jiang Shaoxu looked at Jiang Yandao.

"Yes, Miyata has a % garden with some wild chrysanthemums and wormwood. Later, because there is a monk in the temple who knows medicine, she needs some natural herbs. Her herb gardens will often dry those herbs. She was sent to the temple, so she used to be a frequent visitor to the temple." Jiang Yan said.

"How can she become a demon spirit?" asked Jiang Shaoxu.

......

Muyu fantasy

Mo Fan is also a wit person. When he smells the taste of wormwood, he realizes that people outside will remind them, otherwise there is no reason to smoke them with wormwood smoke!

"It shouldn't remind us, they have no reason to know what happened to us inside?" Ai Jiangtu said.

"Maybe they know, let me try?"

"How to try?"

"Hey, if you have a few **** to know the situation here, I will take the broken grass away from me and die!" Mo Fan suddenly looked up and pointed at a cloud. He sighed.

Ai Jiangtu on the side looked a bit stupid. I really don't know what Mofan's brain is. I will come up with such a technical solution!

However, soon the Aijiang map had to be stunned, because the smell of wormwood is really far away! !

Can this Nima also? ? ?

Ai Jiangtu does not know what to say.

"It's really useful, hey!" Mo Fan laughed all the way, and in order to confirm it again, he went on to say, "Let Jiang Shaoxue rely on me, I just smelled her smell!"

After a while, after the smell of wormwood was scattered, Mo Fan immediately smelled the body fragrance of Jiang Shaoxuan's pale rose, which made people feel uneasy.

Ai Jiangtu also smelled, and his dark face made up a "I am a service" expression.

"Get closer to the point, then close to the point... Hey, Ai Jiangtu, I tell you that Jiang Shaoxu is a fox with his body scent. He has nothing to do with the smell of the body, and it smells very good. Not bad. Hey, the fragrance is getting thicker. Isn’t she putting the chest in front of us, is it the legendary milk|香?” Mo Fan continued.

Mo Fan just finished this sentence, suddenly felt a pain on his cheek.

Ai Jiangtu also stunned, carefully looking at Mo Fan's face and found a slender palm print on his cheek...

"They seem to hear what we say, cough, you pay attention." Ai Jiangtu is also a look.