Chapter 37 Illusion Qin Yan stood in the front, and...
Qin Yan stood at the front, while Shan Ling, who was not carrying any wounded, followed silently at the end of the team, surrounding Fu Tingting and Luo Fu, who were carrying Su Chi and Xu Fu.
They are still trying to protect their companions and reduce casualties.
It looks like this is a really harmonious team.
But Shan Ling didn't know how long this harmony could last.
After all, although the atmosphere is very scary now, nothing has happened that can really threaten their lives.
So, they can still remain united and even protect their injured companions.
But what about in the end?
If they really encounter an enemy they cannot handle...
What will happen then?
Can they still keep their original intention?
Su Chi, Xu Fu, can these two injured people survive?
Or, will they do something even more...in order to save their own lives?
No one can test a person's heart, not even his own.
Shan Ling couldn't help but shudder.
But Qin Yan didn't think too much about it. In this situation, thinking too much is not a good thing.
He suppressed the fear in his heart and looked out of the cave cautiously:
It was still a dark forest there, with no sun or moon, only some grasses and flying insects emitting faint fluorescence, illuminating a small area.
It seemed no different from when they entered.
"Let's go." Qin Yan took a deep breath, left the cave first, and stepped into the gloomy forest.
Several people followed him silently and fled quickly.
As soon as they entered the forest, several people couldn't help shivering.
Although there didn't seem to be any obvious difference, they could still feel a strange horror that made their scalps tingle.
Soon, Fu Tingting realized what that weirdness was.
It was so quiet around them; the sound of the wind, the chirping of insects... all the sounds that originally belonged to Tsukishima disappeared. The surrounding forest seemed like a fake, and it seemed that only a few of them were left between heaven and earth.
In such silence, any sound is extremely conspicuous.
After realizing this, several people lowered their voices to make their presence more subtle, and quietly and quickly returned in the direction they remembered.
They had to return to the outskirts of Tsukishima as quickly as possible.
There is a teleportation array outside Moon Island that can quickly escape from the secret realm of Moon Island.
If it still works...
No, no matter what, I can't think about it anymore.
That does them no good.
But Shan Ling couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.
After all, such darkness and silence were really depressing, making him think about many things uncontrollably.
He was not only worried about Su Chi and Xu Fu, he was also worried about his own Tao heart.
For those who practice Taoism, cause and effect, and Tao heart are extremely important yet extremely easy to be influenced.
Cause and effect is too mysterious, and almost no one can truly grasp its laws. After all, it is not uncommon in the world of cultivation for good people to die young and for evil people to live for a thousand years. Curses, retribution, and the cycle of cause and effect also seem to have no rules.
The so-called cause and effect is nothing more than the inextricable threads that the monks who have entered the Mahayana stage see in the dark when they are in resonance with the Way of Heaven.
But the heart of Tao definitely exists and can be sensed by every cultivator.
The more steadfast one's faith in Taoism is, the less likely one is to go astray, and the easier it is for one to survive thunder tribulations.
Shan Ling thought with some self-mockery that perhaps this was the so-called cycle of cause and effect. Even if people who had done something wrong did not get into trouble for a while, when the heavenly calamity came, they would still perish due to hallucinations and inner guilt.
But this seems to only work for those monks who still have a conscience.
If a cultivator has no conscience, does not think that what he has done is wrong, and does not feel guilty about it, then what use is this so-called inner demon to them?
Shan Ling thought with some despair that if he really encountered anything, he might be completely ruined regardless of whether he could escape or not.
Because he didn't have the courage, nor any reason to die for his fellow Taoists, with whom he didn't have very deep feelings.
But Shan Ling could not ignore their deaths, especially when that death might have been caused by himself.
Shan Ling was not sure what he would do to survive at the critical moment of life and death.
But he knew that if he really betrayed his companions in order to survive, he would definitely develop a mental demon.
He is a coward, but he has some conscience.
Such people are most likely to be entangled by inner demons.
As he was thinking about it, Shan Ling suddenly felt something was wrong.
It seemed too quiet here, so quiet that his spiritual energy became stagnant.
Soon, Shan Ling realized that it was not his illusion.
He really can't use his spiritual power anymore.
This feeling made him feel even more terrified.
"What is this... Luo Fu, Luo Fu, are you there?" Shan Ling gently patted Luo Fu's shoulder in front of him, trying to seek some comfort: "I..."
"What's wrong? Hehe." Luo Fu's voice became strange and ethereal, causing Shan Ling to get goose bumps all over his body. "Are you scared? Do you want me to help you? Shan Ling?"
Even if Shan Ling was a fool, he could sense that something was wrong.
No matter how unreliable Love is, it is impossible for her to scare him at this time!
Shan Ling stammered, "Nothing... nothing, let's... let's keep going..."
But Love stopped.
Not only did she stop, she also slowly turned her head and said, "Don't you want to talk to me? Why don't you say it?"
Love's face was still the same face, but at this moment, her face was as pale as paper, but her lips were particularly red. Combined with the weird atmosphere around her, it would definitely scare the timid people to death.
Shan Ling swallowed and subconsciously took a step back.
He has a secret that he is reluctant to tell others, which is that he is actually very afraid of ghosts.
This may sound a bit ridiculous. After all, as a cultivator, how could he be afraid of ghosts?!
It looks weird no matter how you look at it!
Shan Ling pretended to be calm, looked at Luo Fu quietly, and then took a step back without making a sound.
"Why are you hiding?" Luo Fu's voice became even more weird. She tiptoed and approached Shan Ling step by step.
This should be an illusion. I cannot launch an attack easily.
What if the person in front of me is really Love...
Yes, I have seen this kind of monsters. Their purpose is only to make the monks kill each other. I must not fall into their trap!
But what if it is a real monster?
What if Love fell into the trap?
But Shan Ling felt that his spirit was almost polluted. He trembled all over and retreated step by step. Finally, when he had no more room to retreat, he raised the sword in his hand and said to the girl in front of him: "You... don't come over..."
"Huh? Are you afraid of me?" Seeing Shan Ling was afraid, Luo Fu became even more excited. She almost stuck to Shan Ling and asked faintly, "Why are you afraid of me? Did you do something wrong?"
Shan Ling felt that the string of rationality in his brain was completely broken.
He clenched the sword in his hand, then threw it far away with all his strength, and let out a terrifying scream: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Shan Ling screamed for a long time, until his voice was almost hoarse, and then he realized that he was not dead.
Not only did he not die, it seemed like he wasn't even injured.
He was stunned for a few seconds, then raised his head and looked at Love in front of him.
The originally eerie and scary female ghost pulled the corners of her scarlet mouth and looked at him with a smile.
Shan Ling was completely stunned.
Luo Fu suddenly held her belly and laughed: "You are so lame. You can't even hold the stick steadily. Hahahaha."
Wooden stick?
What just happened?
Shan Ling looked over and saw that the girl in front of him was laughing so hard that she was bent over with laughter, and the ghostly look on her face had disappeared completely.
"You...what's wrong with you?" Shan Ling was a little confused. He looked at Luo Fu helplessly, seeking an answer.
Luo Fu directly extended her warm and dry hand, pulled him up, and said with a sweet smile: "Hey, hey, I'm not really scared, am I? Do you still remember who you are?"
"I am..." Shan Ling's mind froze for a moment, and he really seemed unable to remember who he was.
Seeing this, Luo Fu jumped in front of him and waved her hand exaggeratedly: "Then do you still remember who I am?"
"You are...you are Love?"
"Hehe, you got it right." Luo Fu laughed even more happily: "Idiot, you are Shan Ling, you really can't have forgotten your own name, right?"
Shan Ling?
What a familiar name.
He remembered who he was!
He is a science and engineering man who just graduated from university and is now interning in a company.
Today was the day for their department's team-building in the wild, but Shan Ling accidentally drank too much and started acting crazy again. He ran into the woods with a wooden stick, waving it around and jumping around.
Then he had the misfortune of being teased by the prankster Love.
Thinking of this, Shan Ling sobered up instantly, but his face also turned red.
What on earth did I just do?
He looked at the surrounding environment, and the weird feeling seemed to disappear instantly, as if this was really just an ordinary forest.
"Okay, okay, let's go back!" Luo Fu smiled and pulled Shan Ling up, taking him towards the campfire in the distance.
"good."
But before leaving, Shan Ling looked back.
What I threw away was a sword or a stick?
There seemed to be a flash of metallic light in the grass, but when Shan Ling looked again, there was nothing there. Lying quietly on the ground was just an ordinary wooden stick.
Was everything just now an illusion?
He seemed to have forgotten something?
What is it?
Shan Ling thought hard for a long time and could only attribute it to a dream.
This was probably, perhaps, just a fantasy dream, just like he had read too many novels about cultivating immortals, which was why he had such an illusion at this moment.
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