Mu Nanxun's face was terribly gloomy. Perhaps because he had thought of a certain possibility, his gaze pierced Xiao Fang like a knife.
There's a fragment in my mind.
He too had been bewitched by illusions in a basement in Black Valley. Fortunately, he noticed in time and precisely plunged a dagger into the heart of the illusory figure. Then, all the illusions vanished.
if……
Xiao Fang retreated repeatedly, "Boss... what are you going to do? Did I say something wrong?"
Mu Nanxun gripped the dagger in his hand, hesitated, and couldn't bring himself to do it.
Whether the memories in his mind are true or false is still unknown, and even his thoughts just now were merely guesses and have not yet been confirmed. What if he were to act now and accidentally injure someone?
"It's alright, step back."
Xiao Fang felt as if he had been granted a pardon and disappeared into the darkness.
Mu Nanxun returned to his study; he couldn't rest easy until he figured out the truth of the matter.
After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his palm and, without hesitation, made a cut in his palm with the dagger.
A piercing pain shot through me, and drops of blood continued to drip down.
If, as he suspected, everything here was an illusion, including himself, then did that mean that doing this could shatter the illusion? He waited quietly for himself to disappear.
However, after waiting for a while, it still didn't disappear. The pain in my palm was also very real.
Mu Nanxun's doubts deepened, and he overturned his previous assumptions one by one.
Why didn't he disappear? Could it be that his guess was wrong? Or were the memory fragments in his mind fake?
But many things that happened were strange. For example, tonight, he was clearly walking forward, so why did he end up back where he started? Why did the compass, which had never made a mistake, deviate so drastically from its course? And where did the wolf howling come from, and was it even real?
None of these strange phenomena had a reasonable explanation. The doubts in Mu Nanxun's mind remained unresolved.
As dawn approached, Yi Yi noticed that she had been waking up very early every day. If she woke up and didn't see him, she would worry.
Mu Nanxun bandaged the wound on his hand, wiped the dagger clean, and prepared to get up and go back to his bedroom.
The moment he stood up, Mu Nanxun's eyes widened as he stared at the ground in disbelief.
He had just cut his palm and it was bleeding. There should be blood on the floor now. However, the floor was completely clean; there wasn't a trace of blood!
The bandage on my palm was still there, the wound was still throbbing, and there was even blood on the bandage. Only the floor was free of blood.
Mu Nanxun quickly removed the gauze and made another cut with the dagger.
Soon, blood began to seep from his palm again, flowing onto the floor.
He stared intently at the ground, as if afraid of missing something.
This time, he saw it clearly: once the blood touched the floor, it quickly seeped into the floor and then disappeared without a trace, as if no blood had ever flowed onto the floor.
Indeed... this place is unusual!
Mu Nanxun gripped the dagger and strode towards the bedroom.
On the double bed in the bedroom, Yi Yi slept soundly, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly from time to time, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
Mu Nanxun raised the dagger high and plunged it fiercely into Yi Yi's chest.
Once it's inserted, everything will disappear! Yi Yi, Li Ma, Ouyang, Xiao Fang... everyone in this villa will vanish.
They are all fake, mere illusions conjured up!
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