Women's intuition is amazing!

Before Nangong Manyun immersed himself in the illusion, he did not have a deep understanding of Malson, let alone what would happen next!

But Nangong Manyun felt the excitement and excitement in Marson's heart!

I could even guess why Marsson was so excited!

"His goal is to stabilize us!" Zhang Fan said bluntly, "He is likely to take action on the things in the well. He knows that he can't get around all of us, so he wants to appeal to our emotions and explain the benefits to us so that we don't become obstacles to him... It seems that there will be something interesting to watch tonight."

Nangong Manyun seemed to be thinking about something. She walked to Zhang Fan's right side and sat on the same bench with him in a casual manner.

Zhang Fan was surprised!

Nangong Manyun has always been reserved and proud, and they have experienced a lot together. Her quirky and arrogant temperament has also become more and more perfect as time goes by, and it is difficult to resolve!

When facing old man Jiang Hai, Nangong Manyun was neither humble nor arrogant, and had the temperament of a progressive young man. One could see Nangong Manyun's courage and the pride deep in his heart.

Nangong Manyun also had the same idea towards Zhang Fan and they were definitely not of the same kind.

But today, things have changed a lot.

She also noticed Zhang Fan's strange look, and coughed softly, saying, "Don't look at me like that! To be honest... In the illusion, you were the one who pursued me first!"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a second: "Ms. Nangong, since you know that it is an illusion, you should put those things behind you. This deep forest is more complicated than you think. We still have many difficulties to overcome."

She curled her lips: "Is this your reason? Your explanation... is as heartless as stone and as dull as wood! Can't you understand me?"

Zhang Fan was helpless: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"It's very simple!" She shrugged, and said modestly and proudly, "I don't dislike you. How about we become husband and wife like in the fantasy world?"

Zhang Fan shook his head, then stood up and walked straight into the house!

She felt helpless when she saw Zhang Fan remained silent. She stood up and shouted as if she was bargaining, and also as if she felt a little guilty.

"You bastard, don't leave me here alone... and... even if you don't pursue me, I can pursue you, right? Don't reject me directly, don't you think I have no face?"

Zhang Fan was so angry that he laughed, and ignored this woman who couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

Taoist Zi Jin came out from the house on the left with a look of regret on his face.

"Master, Mr. Jiang Hai's life span has been greatly reduced. I'm afraid he won't live to be a hundred years old!"

Zhang Fan paused: "What's going on?"

"Mr. Jiang Hai witnessed immortality in his illusion. He also participated in the process of refining the elixir of immortality! He apparently memorized the recipe of the elixir of immortality, but unfortunately there were many medicinal ingredients that were impossible to find. After waking up and learning the result, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He only has two months left to live."

He said this with pity, his eyes filled with regret and helplessness!

The most painful thing in life is to realize at the moment you get hope that hope does not exist at all!

Despair will leave deep scars in people's hearts!

"Mr. Jiang Hai's long-cherished wish was to seek immortality. Now he has given up all hope."

“Take me to see it!”

Taoist Zi Jin took Zhang Fan into the house.

Mr. Fei also woke up with red eyes.

He was full of pain, but in comparison, he always believed that the death of his master was inevitable, and after leaving his master, he quit the sect. He no longer engaged in the business of digging graves! He became a serious Feng Shui sorcerer and a master of antique appraisal!

In the process of searching for talents worthy of inheritance, he can be said to have carried out his master's will.

Therefore there is no debt.

Even if there are regrets in his heart, it is not enough to defeat him!

Everything he experienced in the illusion made him feel pain deep in his bones and heart, but in the end he could still bear it.

Now, he seems to be the most relaxed person.

However, the redness on the face of old man Jiang Hai standing next to him disappeared, leaving only paleness.

A pair of clear, bright and deep eyes no longer possessed any wisdom, leaving only endless confusion and a thick layer of fog.

Old man Jiang Hai's vision was blocked by the fog. He knew that his end was near and he would never have the chance to live forever.

The old man was so discouraged that he couldn't even live to be a hundred years old.

"Mr. Jiang Hai!" Zhang Fan said, "An illusion is an illusion after all. Everything is fake. Why bother yourself?"

Jiang Hai sat up and let Zhang Fan sit next to him, showing a helpless expression and said:

"Zhang Fan, in that illusion, I saw the real Wan Ku Mountain Gate. There were practitioners who could fly with swords, there were magical beasts, and cranes that could speak! I also participated in the process of the sect's great elder refining the elixir of immortality. As long as you take one of those pills, you can live five hundred years longer! Five hundred years... I have memorized the prescription, can you help me see where to find those missing medicines?"

Some hope gradually rose in old man Jiang Hai's eyes!

He believed that not everything in the illusion was entirely false, only a little bit of it was true!

His requirements are not high, just a little bit!

If even a little bit of it was true, and he could find those herbs, he had the confidence to refine another batch of elixirs!

By then... you can live another 500 years!

Zhang Fan looked at the Taoist Zijin. Taoist Zijin had no choice but to turn over Mr. Fei's backpack and took out a stack of waterproof notebooks and a marker pen!

"Write!" He threw the notebook and pen to Jiang Hai, feeling helpless and disappointed!

"Write slowly first...Once you have written down all the herbs you need, we will then carefully explore how to find them!"

"Okay, I will definitely write it all down word for word!" Old man Jiang Hai grabbed the notebook and started writing attentively.

After leaving the house, Taoist Zijin sighed helplessly: "Master, this old man Jiang Hai has almost gone crazy. He even believes in false illusions. What should we do? If we continue to let him go on like this, he will not take care of his body and live a shorter life!"

Zhang Fan shook his head gently: "It is rational not to believe in illusions, but there are more reasons to believe in illusions. Mr. Jiang Hai couldn't find evidence of immortality in reality... but he saw it with his own eyes in the illusion... It is human nature for him not to give up this opportunity!"

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door!

The political commissar of the secluded village came to visit!

Tell Zhang Fan about the bonfire party.

Marsson wanted to connect everyone, so he took out a lot of seasonings from outside the mountain and cooked snake soup for everyone, hoping that everyone would come to taste it.

Taoist Zijin didn't want to pay attention. He looked at the people in the room who had been tortured to the point of being neither human nor ghost in the illusion, and Zhang Fan nodded gently! ?