In the water vapor that lingered for a long time, Jiao Mo's feet slipped while he was walking confusedly, and he fell into a very deep hole.
Jiao Mo didn't know why there were such caves in the swamp. She had never noticed it. What kind of animal made it, or was it made by humans? In the darkness, she groped around but didn't come across anything of value.
In the deep ocean, there is not light everywhere. There are only a limited number of waters that sunlight can penetrate, and there are not many waters that are suitable for fluorescent organisms. Most areas of the deep sea are pitch black. Compared to the dense mist, the darkness here is not so scary for Jiao Mo. Her eyes quickly adjusted and she tried to move forward.
She suddenly found that she couldn't take a step forward. The two legs seemed to be stuck together, only one side was moving forward, and the other side was pulling him to stumble. But she didn't fall. Instead, she was lying in the air with her feet not touching the ground at all.
Jiaomo finally realized that this was a body of water. And her legs have turned into the all-too-familiar fish tail.
It was a feeling of reunion after a long absence, and she never dreamed that one day she would return to the way she was before. She swam forward according to the action in her memory. It was not difficult, and a familiar feeling of intimacy surged around her. She came to an open area, where the brilliance of the full moon penetrated the water layer and illuminated areas that would not normally be illuminated by night.
It's nice, like coming home. But...it's a pity that this is an illusion.
Jiao Mo didn't know what other people had gone through, but with Shen Wujun's advice, she naturally accepted it all. Even if no one greeted her, and the scene suddenly cut to the scene in the sea, and she suddenly returned to her fish tail, she could still realize that this must not be true. Everything is too absurd, no matter how warm I feel in my heart, it is just an illusion.
The scenery here was so familiar to her. The seaweed swaying with the waves, the swarms of fish, the colorful corals... this was no different from the hometown in her memory. Even though he knew that none of this was true, Jiao Mo still felt inexplicably moved. However, she remained vigilant throughout. She knew that the evil god would not be kind enough to let her return to her hometown for sightseeing.
Sure enough, several familiar fish tails appeared in front of them.
Even though they had been apart for many years, Jiao Mo could still recognize their identities immediately. The one with the orange-red fish tail as beautiful as the sunset is her aunt. She remembered everyone else, too. Although this small group is not connected by blood, she can call everyone by name - in the shark language. The tail is as blue as the sky, with a hole in the right tail fin; the one as pink and soft as coral has many forks on the dorsal fin; one family member also has fins on the elbow, which is said to be uncommon. Among hundreds of sharks, there can probably be one compatriot like this. It's useless, it's just a curiosity. However, these rare lucky ones usually have the same name, which in the language of the sharks means "blessed by the ocean current".
Behind everyone, there is an old man sitting on a stone. Although she has gray hair and wrinkles on her face, her tail is as bright as gold. That's her grandma.
And she had already passed away.
She hovered there, watching her family approach.
"You're back." Auntie stretched out her hand, "We've been waiting for you."
Jiao Mo looked at her with emotion in his heart but confusion on his face.
"Why do you do such a thing?" She looked at the "family members" and said, "You know very well that I will not believe everything in front of me. This is too clumsy... It is impossible for anyone to suddenly fall from the swamp into the ocean. Moreover, it is even more impossible for a mermaid to grow legs, grow legs, walk to the shore, and then change back again. The orb has disappeared, and there is no such power in the world."
Her "family" looked at each other. One of the male sharks said to her:
"Nothing is unique. As long as you are willing to look, you will always find other ways - as long as you want to return to your hometown, you can always."
"...No." Jiao Mo shook his head, "This is just a dream. Can you get real happiness by indulging in false dreams? Besides, how can I abandon my life for such unreal things? Companions met on the shore.”
The aunt's phantom added: "If you don't like such illusory things, it is not impossible to truly return to the ocean."
A family phantom with an indigo fish tail said: "As long as the python god returns to his throne, this level of wish is just a piece of cake. Other than that, you can have anything you want."
"As long as you offer some small help."
"Some innocuous help."
"Anyway, this world always needs some rulers and adjudicators... As for whether it is a demon or a human being, does it matter? If it is in the name of God, people will be more accepting of it."
"Witches, priests, priests, national preceptors... this is what you call the people who convey God's will. If you don't want to sit in this position and just swim freely in the ocean, the python god can also protect you and your tribe. thoughtful."
"If you think about it carefully, humans are the most annoying thing in the world, right?"
"Isn't it the walking things on the shore that hurt us?"
Jiaomo only felt a headache.
She raised a hand to stop them from talking, and at the same time her tone became cold: "Stop saying these nonsense, Maharaja, you can't convince me. After all, aren't you also a crawling thing on the shore? No one is anyone's god, and no one has the right to be anyone's master. I know that you just want revenge. If these words were said to me as a child, I might easily believe them, because I don't know the millions of creatures on the vast continent. How to survive.”
"Those are trivial things."
"No," she said firmly, "all life on the land is the same as us. All life with heartbeat and breathing are trying to live in their own way. You have lived in the mortal world for so long, since So many people know the full picture of the world in their memories, but never recognize their efforts. You are too arrogant - arrogant to the point of arrogance."
As soon as she finished speaking, the way those "family members" looked at her changed instantly. Both their eyes glowed red, like the scarlet eyes of Maharaja. Jiao Mo was slightly frightened and stepped back. Immediately afterwards, the phantoms of all the family members opened their mouths wide and grinned from the corners of their mouths to their ear fins, as if they were split open. According to the eating habits of the sharks, their teeth are indeed sharper than humans, but at this moment, these phantoms are too sharp and look really scary. Immediately afterwards, everyone's faces quickly melted and fester, turning into red and black flesh and blood that dissolved in the sea water, dyeing the surroundings a dirty color.
The monster, which looked like Yaksha but was more terrifying than Yaksha and could not be called family, stretched out its sharp claws and rushed toward her.
Suddenly, a large amount of water poured into her lungs, making it impossible for her to breathe. She struggled, and the fish tail turned back into legs unconsciously. Jiao Mo kicked hard, trying to move upward. She worked hard like this for a while, and finally, her hand stretched out from the water was grabbed by another strong hand, and she was lifted out of the pool.
When she got ashore, she knelt on the grass in embarrassment and coughed hard to empty her human lungs of water. She gasped for air, sucking in the moist, fresh air from the land. Kanna-kun, who pulled her up, stood aside and asked an incredible question:
"How did you end up in a gutter like this?"
"Ahem...uh, I..."
Jiao Mo turned around and found that there was really just a small pool behind him, so shallow that he could easily see the grass at the bottom. Standing inside, the water level may only reach your knees. She really didn't understand how she got choked in a place like this. Was everything she had experienced before just pacing in place?
"What did you see?" Kanna-kun asked, "Didn't you say don't hold me back?"
"Sorry...but I was not confused by the illusion. It's just that in the end, the guy got angry and scared me."
"Don't be careless. If you are injured in the illusion, even if there are no wounds in the real world, the pain is real. Maharaja simulates all this in your mind, extracts your knowledge of everyone and things, and feeds it back... ...If you are still unable to break the illusion and are trapped in it, even if you die of excessive blood loss in the illusion, you will really die in the real world - even the death state is completely consistent with the characteristics of blood loss."
Jiao Mo sighed: "Oh... the human body is really wonderful. However, it is really easy for Kannau-kun to see through the illusion."
"Probably." Kanna-kun said calmly, "Okay, it's time for us to help others, follow us."
Jiao Mo stood there, the water on his body completely dripping from his silk clothes. She looked up at the sky. The moon was so bright, shining like a veil on them. The evening breeze was blowing, blowing over the still wet face, which was ice-cold. She didn't follow.
Kanna-kun turned around: "What's wrong with you?"
"I was wondering...why do you do these things?"
"What?" Shen Wujun didn't understand.
"Why did you take the form of Kanna-kun and create a series of illusions? What's the benefit to you?"
she asked bluntly.
Kanna-kun——The figure who can be called Kanna-kun for the time being was stunned in place.
"What are you talking about? Aren't you awake yet?" He turned around and frowned, "It's me."
Jiao Mo shook his head and said: "Although you imitate very much, there is no flaw in the appearance. But this is of course, after all, the appearance was extracted from my memory. But after all, you are not him, what you are pretending to be , it’s just him in my impression.”
"What do you want to say?" Kanna-kun's tone became strange.
"He wouldn't be so... considerate." Jiao Mo was looking for words, "In other words, his thoughtfulness is not expressed in such a straightforward form. Indeed, in my understanding, he has a certain feeling that I can't understand, but can definitely Perceived tenderness. In my memory, he would embellish it in a straightforward way, but if it were the real him, he would definitely not do this."
"I really don't know what you want to say."
"For example, he won't waste time with me now, trying to convince me. He has always gone his own way. When he decided to save people before, he wouldn't think of taking me with him." She laughed, "He would even predict that I would Wishful thinking to keep up and help.”
After she finished speaking, "Kanna Wujun" slashed at Jiao Mo from the side.
She fell into the mud and let the blood slowly spread in the water.
