Chapter 18
Cassel was a little confused by his retort: "Then I also want to pester you, but don't you want to kill me?"
Bai Yi choked: "No, please don't come."
"What purpose? I just want to go home," Cassel said, feeling a little aggrieved. It wasn't like he had to pester Nie Wuhen. "Besides, there are only three of us, and only Nie Wuhen bought me candied haws. You've been lying to me."
Bai Yi: “…” He was bribed by a candied haws.
Nie Wuhen squatted on the ground and checked it out. He was too lazy to join in their quarrel. He just spoke appropriately and said, "The weather in the illusion does not change. It will always be in the form of night. Now the first illusion is the misty forest. The forest is so big that if you want to find the items in reality... First, you need to know what the real items are. Second, it is extremely difficult to find them in this dark night."
Bai Yi was pulled back to his thoughts, and said with a fake smile: "Doesn't he know how to decipher illusions? Why not let him give it a try?"
Nie Wuhen paused in his observation and glanced at Cassel, who immediately held his head high and puffed out his chest. The small wings behind him flapped, bringing up a slight breeze. He said loudly, "I can do it!"
Bai Yi turned his head away: "Pretending."
Nie Wuhen ignored him and just looked at Cassel, saying carefully: "This is not an ordinary illusion. In an illusion, the magic power of the cultivator will be suppressed by half. On the contrary, the abilities of the people in the illusion will be greatly improved..."
"I know," Cassel said. "The Dream Angels said the same thing."
At this point, Nie Wuhen had a clear idea in his mind: "The second illusion is created independently. The so-called real object is nothing more than something hidden in us, or in other words, a person. But this is unknown to us. Cassel, can you break all illusions? I mean, no matter what it is."
"able!"
Cassel nodded repeatedly. Although he was slow, he understood that Nie Wuhen had handed the power to break the illusion in his hands. In short, without him, they would not get out. This was also the answer to his previous question.
Cassel looked at Nie Wuhen and felt his nose getting a little sour. He rushed over again, hugged Nie Wuhen, and said, "Thank you."
Nie Wuhen pulled the man away: "Okay, let's break the formation."
Bai Yi snorted coldly.
White silk was spread on the ground. Cassel squatted beside it, bit his fingertips, used blood as ink, and began to draw some strange symbols. Bai Yi and Nie Wuhen each held a candle with the candle burning, and the two of them provided lighting for him.
"Okay." After Cassel finished writing the last stroke, the blood-red symbol began to emit a soft light. Although its power was fragile, it spread in all directions with an irresistible force.
Bai Yi narrowed his eyes and glanced at Nie Wuhen. The two looked at each other and saw the deep shock and confusion in each other's eyes.
"This is what the Dream Angel taught me." Cassel watched the silk in front of him gradually turn into ashes. The misty forest in front of him began to tremble. He was a little unsteady on his feet and could only pull Nie Wuhen's sleeve to keep steady. "Power will definitely conflict with the devil's aura."
The misty forest is gradually disappearing.
Cassel grabbed Nie Wuhen's hand and squeezed it tightly. He looked up at Nie Wuhen, and both of them were like light and shadow, slowly becoming transparent from the bottom.
"You have to come find me," Cassel cried softly. He opened his eyes wide, and in his emerald green pupils, only Nie Wuhen was reflected. He was extremely sincere. "I still want you to take me home. Please don't die."
Nie Wuhen on the opposite side moved his lips, as if he was saying something, but Cassel couldn't hear clearly. He just felt that his vision was becoming more and more blurred. He couldn't see everything around him clearly. Finally, his consciousness fell into darkness, and Cassel knew nothing.
On the top of the mountain, the monk rang the bell, and the sound of the bell echoed in the empty mountain forest. A flock of birds suddenly flew towards the morning glow and merged with the clouds. The red sun rose, and its path was bright.
Pilgrims coming and going climbed up the 999 steps, knelt before the Buddha, worshiped devoutly and offered merits. There was a little incense in front of them, and the golden face of the Buddha statue was looming.
A monk in a red cassock stood aside, nodding to the endless stream of dignitaries and nobles.
"Master Mingde," the young man in red clothes put his hands together, bowed to Master Mingde, and said, "It is said that the incense in Changsheng Temple is the most effective, and everyone who worships there will get what they want. Master, can you help me calculate how my career will be this year?"
Master Mingde stroked his Buddhist beads with an unfathomable look. After a long while, he finally spoke, shaking his head and sighing, "I'm afraid things won't go well for you, benefactor. You may end up in jail for five years."
The young man looked anxious, and he hurriedly said: "Master, do you have a way to crack it? As long as it can help me have a smooth career and avoid imprisonment, when I become successful, I will definitely donate a huge sum of money to the temple."
Master Mingde smiled and said, "Monks don't talk about money. This is your merit."
As he was speaking, there was a loud noise from behind the Buddha statue. The young man was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but in the end he did not ask. Master Mingde evaded the question a few times and said some profound words. Finally, he ended with "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed" and sent the man out. The moment he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared.
When the cassock was taken off, he no longer looked like the kind monk he was just now. He had a fox's head and a human's body. Lingyou tilted his head, his pair of fox eyes were full of charm and his smile was captivating. He took out a cigarette from somewhere, twisted his waist, and walked slowly to the back of the Buddha statue, taking a deep puff.
While puffing out smoke, Ling You said leisurely: "Why, you haven't made up your mind yet?"
Cassel just felt aggrieved.
He didn't understand how he fell into the illusion and became a Buddha statue, a strange Buddha statue. A fox demon suddenly appeared in front of him, pinched his face, and after looking at him carefully, smiled and asked him if he wanted to follow him to live a carefree life and make a lot of money.
Of course Cassel didn't understand, so he asked the fox demon what it was going to do.
The fox demon smiled frivolously, and on her androgynous face, her narrow and long fox eyes were so alluring that she was even more charming than a sexual angel. Cassel was stunned when he saw her for the first time, and he subconsciously exclaimed in admiration, saying that the fox demon was particularly beautiful.
The fox demon chuckled. Perhaps it was because this sentence pleased the fox demon that the fox demon squatted down patiently and asked him if he wanted to build a house with gold and enjoy the luxurious life of an emperor, with beauties around his knees, and be very happy.
Cassel shook his head and refused without thinking. After all, he still had to go home.
But the fox demon instantly suppressed the corners of his lips, dragged him behind the Buddha statue, left a word "think about it carefully", and went out laughing, playing the role of the almighty god.
After an hour, Cassel finally couldn't hold on any longer. He fell out of the Buddha statue and fell to the ground. The moment he looked up, he saw the fox demon lowering his head and asking him with a smile.
Cassel rubbed his eyes and held back his tears. After going through so many things, he would not cry and pretend to be pitiful, nor would he tremble with fear when he saw something, because doing so would be completely useless.
"I want to go home."
"What are you going home for?" Lingyou smiled, his fox head changed, and in the blink of an eye, he looked stunningly handsome again. He took a puff of cigarette, lifted Cassel's chin, and spit directly at him.
The smell of smoke was so choking that Cassel coughed uncontrollably and tears came out.
"Look at your appearance, you must be a poor fellow," Lingyou let go of her hand, walked around behind Cassel, and said with a sweet smile, "Without money, you will starve to death on the way. I will be sad if such a lovely person dies."
The last line of his voice rose with a coquettish tone, and it was so soft to the bone that Cassel was a little overwhelmed. His cheeks began to heat up. He couldn't understand why someone could speak more softly and tenderly than a sex angel.
"You..." Cassel covered his face and whispered, "Don't talk like that. I promise you, I'll make money..."
Although I don’t know what silver is.
The fox demon's smile suddenly deepened: "That's right. Just make a few poses, turn into a happy Buddha, and enter the dreams of mortals, then you can become rich and make money in this world. It's that simple...ah, I wonder how much money you plan to make, little brother."
Cassel hesitated for a moment and held up a finger.
The fox demon looked down on him inwardly, thinking that he was a superficial person after all, but he still smiled and praised him: "One million taels of gold? That's easy."
Cassel shook his head and said no.
The fox demon guessed again: "Ten million taels?" That's not bad.
Cassel continued to shake his head: "Too many."
The fox demon thought that since he was a poor guy, he probably had never seen so much wealth, so he simply guessed low: "One hundred taels of gold?"
Cassel shook his head and said, "No, I only need one."
Fox demon: “…”
Cassel didn't quite understand why the fox demon's smile froze. Out of curiosity, he stepped forward and asked, "Is it too much? I can give you a little less."
The fox demon swallowed all the dirty words in his mouth, looked sideways, and said faintly: "I think you don't know the benefits of money. When night falls, I will take you to see this luxury, and you will be able to fully feel the wonders of money."
When night falls, only the brothel is decorated with lights. Several girls in light gauze and heavy make-up stood coquettishly at the door of the brothel, greeting those who came and went and leading them in, fanning themselves gently and letting the fragrant breeze blow on their faces.
When Cassel followed the fox demon Lingyou in, the old procuress had already come to greet them politely. She stretched out her hand and waved, and a row of pretty girls wearing various light clothes swarmed in.
In the room, the bead curtain was half rolled up. Some were playing the piano, some were dancing, some were pouring wine. Cassel was surrounded by people and sat in one place. He looked puzzled until that soft and boneless hand was placed on his neck and touched his collar.
Cassel: “!”
"What are you doing!?"
Cassel covered his clothes, got up and tried to run, but was pushed down again. The girl next to him laughed softly: "Young Master, why are you so innocent? Is this your first time in a brothel?"
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