Nangong Manyun has not yet gotten rid of the influence of the illusion!
She couldn't even distinguish between reality and illusion, and thought that Zhang Fan in front of her was an old couple who had been supporting each other and sleeping in the same bed with her for decades!
Therefore, this subconscious action made Nangong Manyun immersed in the illusion, forcing himself to fall into that confined circle again.
Zhang Fan came to the table and picked up the bowl of porridge. The grains grown by the villagers themselves had been simply crushed by a mill, so there was still some healthy skin in the grains!
That is the layer of protection that wraps around the surface of the grains!
It doesn't taste very good! Wowotou is also made of millet flour. Although it is dry, it is too sticky.
This kind of whole grain, which is rarely eaten by young people nowadays, is not a delicacy that can be tasted often in such a remote and wild forest.
The villagers' main food still comes from hunting, and the taste of cooking is hard to describe.
After living in such an environment for a long time, of course one would want to get out of these mountains.
So he not only thought about the discussion they had together before going to bed last night.
"It seems that Maarsen's idea has been realized. But once he gets what he wants, this guy will definitely do something unexpected to hide the secret."
He put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked towards the village.
Nangong Manyun came to him slowly and looked at the food she had carefully prepared. Zhang Fan just picked it up and took a look, feeling disappointed.
"You... still don't want to accept me!" Nangong Manyun said helplessly, like an abandoned woman.
Zhang Fan stared at Nangong Manyun with a puzzled look on his face: "Ms. Nangong, you must understand. The relationship between the two of us is just that of partners... Besides, I don't have the patience to talk about love with you in such a dangerous place! You need to come out of the illusion instead of blindly immersing yourself in it, otherwise you will never be able to get rid of the control of the illusion."
She listened to the voice, but was still at a loss, as if immersed in a fantasy, and shook her head in resistance.
"Zhang Fan, didn't you notice? No one thinks it's an illusion..." Nangong Manyun argued, "I have evidence to prove this. I'm familiar with many people in the village. I spent a week with them in the illusion! I know every child and every villager. Is this all an illusion?"
Zhang Fan glanced at Nangong Manyun and said, "The reason why the circular light illusion is so powerful is that this illusion can make use of many of your forgotten memories! In the few days since we came to this village, we have met many villagers, and they have introduced themselves! If it were normal, you might find it difficult to remember their names, but under the effect of the circular light illusion, you will recall their names and imagine your interactions with them. If the illusions cast by those monsters can't even do this, and can't even use your memory, how can it make people shudder? They are even more instinctively afraid of them!"
Since the circular light illusion can be called a magic, it must have its own unique features.
Moreover, this is an ability that monsters naturally awaken after cultivating to a certain level, which is equivalent to the ability to think that humans are born with. This kind of illusion can mobilize memories and intervene in people's minds to complete an illusion.
Nangong Manyun obviously thought that the illusion was just a false impression, but he didn't know that sometimes the spatial world constructed by a person himself can completely deceive himself!
So Zhang Fan didn’t explain much and was planning to go to the village to take a look first!
At this time, he found that many villagers appeared outside the courtyard one after another. The villagers held knives and some weapons in their hands, and looked at the people in the courtyard with scrutiny.
They did not rush in, nor did they harm Zhang Fan and others, but their performance proved that Marsson had convinced them.
"What are these people doing?" Nangong Manyun was shocked for a moment, then walked into the yard and asked a woman who had helped Nangong Manyun in the illusion: "Ali, what are you doing? Do you think a kind person like you will go along with those guys like Malson?"
Ali stared at Nangong Manyun in surprise!
But he didn't say anything, his eyes were just evasive!
"Speak up... Do you really believe what Maarsen said? He is a liar, he deceived all of us. He is a real villain! Tell me... what did they say to you!"
Ali dodged Nangong Manyun's questioning and subconsciously retreated into the crowd.
Nangong Manyun rushed forward: "Why don't you answer me?"
A child nearby couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed forward and pushed Nangong Manyun!
This caught Nangong Manyun off guard, and his legs went weak and he took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.
"Sister, please don't embarrass Sister Ali. Sister Ali got sick with a fever when she was a child, and she has been unable to speak since then! How can she answer your questions?"
Nangong Manyun was so shocked that he lost his voice, as if he had been cast under a spell!
Zhang Fan shook his head, walked up and patted Nangong on the shoulder: "Go back, let's think about the countermeasures carefully."
Nangong Manyun said nothing, his face was full of disappointment, and the gloom in his eyes made people feel pity!
"Mr. Zhang Fan, it seems that you are right. Maarsen has not changed his bad habits and has persuaded the villagers to stand against us."
Mr. Fei also got up, but when he got such news, he did not feel disappointed like Nangong Manyun, but felt extremely angry.
"Master, what should we do? If we let Marsan go, he won't have any good intentions towards us!" Taoist Zi Jin had murderous intent in his eyes!
Obviously, he had no good feelings towards Maersk, Brother Chongzi and others. As long as Zhang Fan nodded, these people would experience the most bizarre death in the world.
Zhang Fan glanced at the crowd: "Where is Mr. Jiang Hai?"
"Mr. Jiang Hai is holding a notebook and still reciting the single prescription. There's no hope for him!" A member answered, sounding indifferent, but there was some yearning in his eyes.
Seeing the state of these people, Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly!
"Master Zijin, come with me to meet Maarsen! But our purpose is not to stop him, but to remind him... It would be best if he comes to his senses. If he doesn't believe us, even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with us."
Taoist Zi Jin nodded thoughtfully and followed Zhang Fan out the door!
Before leaving, Zhang Fan looked at Nangong Manyun with concern: "Ms. Nangong, you need to rest now, you need to relax yourself, don't think about awakening those illusions in your memory, when the time comes, you will get an answer to everything!"?
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