Chapter 309 The Hallucinations of Floral Fragrance (+41)

The girl's voice was very soft.

But Gu Zijin heard it.

It was because he heard it that he immediately sensed something was wrong.

Yes, that's not right.

It shouldn't be called that.

What should it be called?

Gu Zijing held his head, cold sweat even appearing on his forehead. Pei Yi was still asking him questions with concern, but he couldn't hear a word.

Just then, an image suddenly flashed into his mind: a girl, elegant and languid, nestled on the sofa, eating fruit, her eyes slightly raised, instructing him, "Xiao Gu, I want to take a nap. Come over and read me a novel."

Xiao Gu.

That's right, she should call him Xiao Gu.

She shouldn't be so timid; she should be lazy yet powerful, even domineering. She should be like that, high and mighty, looking down on everyone with disdain.

"Uncle Chen, has the family doctor arrived?"

Uncle Chen?

A face resurfaced in my mind; an ordinary-looking man in his fifties, who seemed to have a daughter.

Sometimes she would ask him with a kind smile, "Zijin, do you think the master will like this dish?"

grown ups.

Yes, sir!

A long string of memories suddenly flooded Gu Zijin's mind. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a somewhat gloomy deep mountain forest. Under his feet was a long flower path, and the rich fragrance of flowers still lingered in his nose.

His face turned pale, and he looked at the others around him.

Whether their faces showed pain or happiness, they remained motionless, clearly deeply immersed in their dreams. Even the adults had their eyes slightly closed, but their expressions were blank, making it impossible to tell whether their dreams were good or bad.

The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating!

He quickly blocked out the scent of the flowers and gently patted Ling Ran's shoulder: "My lord?"

Ling Ran opened his eyes and looked at Gu Zijing with displeasure. The latter was taken aback. The master's eyes were clear, and he did not seem to be in an illusion. Had he disturbed the master just now?

"My lord, the fragrance of this flower is hallucinogenic."

When she said this, Gu Zijin's mind was filled with mixed feelings.

He never expected that his anchor point would be adults.

"Um."

Ling Ran was indeed annoyed. She had just returned to the cultivation world, and the illusion was full of bugs. She was just having fun with it when Gu Zijing woke her up.

"What about the others? Can I wake them up?"

Gu Zijing didn't dare to call anyone else easily, after all, he didn't know if calling someone who was in a hallucination would be of any use.

Of course, adults are definitely different.

"Can't be woken up."

A person experiencing a mild hallucination can be woken up by being called out; this is equivalent to the person being dreamt. A person experiencing a deep hallucination, however, would not feel pain even if you killed them; they would simply die within the hallucination.

"Then what should we do?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Ran bent down slightly, picked a leaf from the side, and put it to her lips. A moment later, a melodious tune drifted over.

My previously muddled mind and tangled thoughts became crystal clear after listening to the audio, and my head felt clearer than ever before.

Looking at the others, their expressions, which were originally either smiling or in pain, have now begun to furrow their brows slightly, as if they have realized in their hallucinations that something is wrong.

As the leaf's voice continued, everyone woke up one by one.

To everyone's surprise, it was Zhu Man who woke up last.

They thought Zhu Man was decisive and ruthless, and would wake up soon, while people like Pei Xiu, Zhou Hang, and Su Yimo, who weren't as intelligent, would be the slowest to wake up.

Zhu Man opened her eyes, her eyes slightly red.

In fact, during the middle of her hallucination, she realized something was wrong. However, she missed her parents and sister so much.

Even just seeing them in her hallucinations would satisfy Zhu Man, since she hadn't dreamed of them in a long time.