Gu Xingmiao's hand reached into the clouds.
She originally wanted to enter the illusion first, but her hands were getting tired from being placed below her head.
But there was no feeling of entering a fantasy at all.
Gu Xingmiao: “…” This is unreasonable.
She reached her hand into the mist outside the boat again, but as time passed, there was no movement at all.
The weasel couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that the mist knows your abilities and is afraid of you, so it doesn't dare to deal with you?"
Gu Xingmiao shook his head.
She instinctively felt that this was not the reason, and the problem must be with someone else.
"No, why are you looking at me?" The weasel felt a little uneasy. "I will never experience it for you."
Gu Xingmiao was still staring at it.
"You have to find a way to leave the dungeon."
The weasel found these words ridiculous and couldn't help but mutter angrily, "You clearly just want to rescue your teammates."
"I'm telling you, they got lost here because of their own incompetence. Why would you save these burdens? They'll only hold us back..."
Facing the weasel's nagging, Gu Xingmiao's eyes became even lighter. She said, "Yu Yueliang gave you a lot of delicious food."
"You have nothing to do so you just take a nap on Qi Bufan's old stuff."
Wong Tai Sin felt a lump in his heart.
Its mouth was still as stubborn as ever: "So what? They are just, just tools for this great immortal!"
Gu Xingmiao glanced at the weasel.
It would be fine if this guy was really that bad, but he always does things that are inconsistent with what he says. It is obvious that after seeing what I said, it was also moved.
Although Wong Tai Sin doesn't care much about humans, he considers those humans traveling with him to be part of his territory and are his humans.
"Okay, I'll give it a try for you." The weasel reluctantly stretched out its claws and cautiously probed into the clouds.
But it froze for a moment, and said complacently: "What kind of obsession could I have? Look, this little illusion won't... "
Affect me.
Before it could finish its words, the illusion around it was changing rapidly.
Gu Xingmiao's expression changed slightly, and she immediately grabbed Huang Daxian's hand, thus avoiding being blown away by the sudden gust of wind.
Although in the illusion, when a person's obsession is strong enough, it will affect the illusion of the illusion, but Huang Daxian does not think that he can encounter any illusion -
Gu Xingmiao smelled a very fragrant scent.
She lowered her head.
“…”
Until it saw all kinds of roast chicken, as well as Kung Pao chicken, braised chicken, white-cut chicken, and mushroom stewed chicken...
The chicken feast made it drool uncontrollably, with saliva almost flowing out of the corners of its mouth.
"Mine, all mine—"
"My, my, my..."
Gu Xingmiao was silent for a while.
She didn't expect that Huang Daxian's obsession was so simple. It was really hard for it. It traveled to this future world with nothing. Its stomach was really pitiful.
Gu Xingmiao felt like she had to feel a little sorry for herself. Just seeing the things that Huang Daxian had imagined made her stomach rumble.
Of course, she had to interrupt the weasel's "casting" and fantasy.
This is not what she wants to see. If a chicken feast can save the world, then so be it—
Gu Xingmiao grabbed Huang Daxian's head and shook it: "Wake up..."
Before it could say a few words, it was already immersed in the illusion.
"Wake up." Gu Xingmiao vigorously shook a weasel that was so happy that it didn't know which way was which. "There's no chicken feast here!"
The weasel felt like vomiting after being shaken. Why does it feel like vomiting just looking at delicious food?
Just as it was drooling and wanted to get closer, the delicious food in front of it was moving away bit by bit uncontrollably -
No, where's my roast chicken? Where's my chicken stew with mushrooms...
"What's wrong, human?" Huang Daxian pulled himself out of the illusion, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face at being disturbed in his sweet dream.
Gu Xingmiao just pointed at the clouds and mist.
The weasel looked in the direction and was instantly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, then woke up immediately.
Beneath the clouds and mist lies an invisible abyss.
As long as it immerses itself in the illusion for too long, there is a chance that it will die.
"This damn illusion actually kills people." The weasel cursed softly, "Why didn't I feel anything before?"
Gu Xingmiao stared at him with a deathly gaze: "Is there a possibility that before you, the mountain god with a human face and a horse body looked down on you and didn't even throw you in?"
Weasel: “…” What are you talking about!
"If other humans immerse themselves in the illusion, will they also fall into the abyss of the illusion?" Huang Daxian exhaled deeply.
Gu Xingmiao stared at the bottomless abyss and whispered, "Maybe."
She didn't know what the punishment was.
Maybe the punishment is different in different fantasy themes?
"It seems that you are the only one who can influence the clouds and mist to enter the illusion."
"And since the clouds and mist have an effect on you, it means they do work." Gu Xingmiao said as he walked to the edge of the other side of the cliff.
"Don't you weasels all know magic? Now try to turn a stone into a sheep." Gu Xingmiao looked at the weasels and his eyes softened a lot. It was clearly a questioning tone, but it made Huang Daxian sigh.
"...What does it mean to turn a stone into a sheep?" It still asked the question in its heart, but its voice was not very loud.
Gu Xingmiao changed from a condescending attitude to a squatting position, with a hint of disbelief and strangeness flashing in her eyes: "...You ask me?"
As a weasel, is it appropriate for you to ask me what these skills are?! Are the historical records wrong again? Do weasels actually not possess these skills?
Or at this point, it's still trying to play dumb.
"I'm afraid I misunderstood what you meant. After all, weasels and humans are different species, and there may be a generation gap." The weasel said silently.
"Of course, it's what I said before, turning Bai Shi into Aries."
Gu Xingmiao smiled: "Since anything can happen in an illusion and anything is possible, then the impossible can also come true."
As long as the person being manipulated and indulged in the illusion believes that things are real, then they are really real.
From this perspective, it is actually somewhat similar to strange pollution.
When you believe in the existence of pollution and look at it directly, you will become more and more irrational and crazy; but if you don’t believe it, although pollution exists, its invasion on your mind is weakening.
The same is true for human civilization.
The more you think, the more likely you are to become polluted.
If you don't think, you will be like a lamb to be slaughtered, and sooner or later you will be torn to pieces.
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