Their current location was inside the mountain, and the magma pool was nearby. The temperature here was high enough that Wu Xie and Fatty's wet clothes would dry out in a short time, so lighting a fire seemed unnecessary.
The chain above was still shaking. Zhang Zhuxun lit a wind lantern and looked up.
There were two people standing on the bronze lock bridge in mid-air. They were Zhang Haixing and Feng who had left first in Wu Xie's hallucination, but in reality they were also trapped on the bridge.
Zhang Haixing and Feng were both very skilled. However, the longer they faced off against the monsters in the illusion, the longer they were trapped in the illusion.
Everything that appears here is a mechanism for constructing an illusion. The illusion is integrated with the surrounding environment in which they live. According to the person's own state of mind, on top of the shallowest memory, one's deepest obsessions and the most profound ones are constantly superimposed. Something to fear.
Whether it is family and friendship, hatred and joy, or money and wealth, as long as it belongs to the seven emotions and six desires, it belongs to desire. And the deeper the desire, the easier it is for people to fall into a deeper illusion. Only by breaking the constraints that bind themselves The cocoon and chrysalis must be put to death to survive.
When Zhang Zhuxun entered this place for the first time a year ago, he fell into the illusion without realizing it. His obsession was too deep and too deep, and he was trapped for a long time.
But it is not something that he personally completes one by one. Even if he hopes deeply in his heart, he will always have doubts about it because the whole thing ends so perfectly. Once he becomes suspicious, he will naturally not find any flaws in it. Disaster.
There is always a gap between imagination and reality, either as subtle as a string, or as vast as a chasm. If the copied life is a perfect pastry, then the flaws are just small ants mixed in the sesame seeds dotted on the surface, which are harmless. But it's enough to make people feel stuck in their throats.
Deren may have expected what he would encounter here, or maybe the two octagonal bells were specially entrusted to Deren by Zhang Menyu and asked to be handed over to him on his behalf, but he did not know the meaning behind them. Tips for plan continuationists are also a father’s precautions.
However, the bell that Deren gave to Zhang Zhuxun in advance finally came in handy. In the end, he was able to escape from the illusion smoothly with the help of the playing bell.
Zhang Zhuoxun only used the opera bell to make Wu Xie and Wu Xie fall asleep. After all, they consumed too much energy in this illusion.
They had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, and both of them were exhausted physically and mentally. Let them rest for a while. Their memories might be biased when they woke up. I wonder if this could be used to temporarily get over the horse-falling incident.
Thinking of Wu Xie's look before he fell asleep, Zhang Zhu sighed incomprehensibly.
He was not ready to have a complete showdown with Fatty Wu Xie about the whole matter, especially after he had deliberately made Wu Xie and the others believe that he really died in the Zhang Family Ancient Building. Faced with such an unplanned incident, In the unexpected situation, he was inevitably a little timid.
He wanted to shrink himself into a shell and wait until the most dangerous period passed before confessing to them.
Although this possibility is unlikely in the face of Wu Xie's extraordinary intuition, as long as they don't expose it to their faces, Zhang Zhuxun feels that he can survive one day at a time.
After another ten minutes, Zhang Haixing and Feng finally fell off the Chain Bridge. Zhang Zhu went into the water, knocked them unconscious, and brought them up. They hung them to dry on the shoal, and then silently stared at his watch and counted the stitches.
Zhang Haixing woke up earlier than expected. When Zhang Zhuoxun turned her head, she had already sat up.
"Why are you here?" She stared at Zhang Zhuxun alertly and asked.
Zhang Zhuoxun glanced at her lightly and asked, "Is it strange that I appear here?"
Zhang Haixing's expression froze for a moment, and he looked at the surrounding environment. When he saw the octagonal bell on the ground, he immediately asked, "What on earth is going on? Did you prepare the illusion in advance to ambush us here?"
"Stop being so sentimental." Zhang Zhuxun sneered unceremoniously, "Do you think Bronze Gate is some kind of park where you can casually stroll around, or is it a zoo that you can visit if you want? It seems that this is the way to go. Things have gone so smoothly that you, the Zhang family, have forgotten even the most basic vigilance."
Zhang Haixing's face turned red when he was told that, and he said angrily: "Then why did you appear at such a perfect time? Don't tell me it was a coincidence. What I don't believe the most is the so-called coincidence. Also, what happened when you suddenly left the team? Don’t you think you need to explain it to us collaborators?”
Zhang Zhu glanced at her side from the corner of his eye and caught Feng's lidded eyelids. He raised a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't think I need to explain anything to you. I also put away my little thoughts. I If I really wanted to deal with you, I would have taken action a long time ago. You are not so naive as to think that based on your relationship with Zhang Haike, I would be kind enough to leave you a chance to yell at me."
Zhang Haixing's face turned livid in an instant. She stood up and took two steps this way. However, when she met Zhang Zhuxun's cold eyes, her keen intuition of danger made her stop reflexively. The pores all over her body even They were all clamoring for her to quickly retreat and stay away.
Zhang Zhu smiled playfully, restraining the anger he had just deliberately released.
Zhang Haixing knew that she was being played, but she could only clenched her fists and restrained the murderous intention in her heart.
Because she had realized that something had suddenly changed in Bai Ci, who disappeared from Wenbu Gongga Ice Lake and reappeared in front of her five days later, and for her, this change was very special. dangerous.
Once her identity was exposed, she had no doubt that the hunting knife on Bai Ci's waist would be inserted into her neck in the next second.
She must not fight Bai Ci unless it is absolutely necessary, not because she is afraid of death, but because she cannot let her will ruin the entire action before achieving the goal she wants.
Zhang Haixing turned around and walked to the shoal, squatted on a stone, stretched out his hand and picked up a handful of water to wash his face.
Seeing that Zhang Haixing's attitude had obviously softened a lot, Zhang Zhuxun also returned to his expressionless face, leaning on his backpack and continuing to rest with his eyes closed.
Half an hour later, Wu Xie and the others woke up one after another.
Wu Xie was in a daze for a few moments, then suddenly woke up when he turned around and saw Zhang Shuxun. He opened his mouth to say something, but he was worried about Zhang Haixing and Feng beside him, so he could only give Zhang Shuxun an angry look with his eyes. , a line of words clearly written in his eyes, "I'll settle the score with you later."
Zhang Zhuoxun's eyes wandered for a moment, pretending not to understand what he meant, then he lowered his head silently, took out the phantom bell as big as a table tennis ball from his arms, hung it on the dagger, and flicked it with his fingers to make it ring.
The fat man was snoring, but Wu Xie woke him up. He looked at the others, then stared at Zhang Zhu for a while, touched his forehead, and muttered: "It's getting violent, the underworld is now Are you also doing team building?"
The speechless expression on Wu Xie's face was really funny.
The fat man coughed dryly and said, "Just kidding, let's turn it over."
Seeing that Wu Xie's expression was still cold, the fat man wondered, "What's going on? You all have droopy faces. Are you really fascinated by Black and White Wuchang?"
Wu Xie threw him compressed biscuits and a water bag, and then looked at Zhang Zhuxun, his expression calm again.
He asked, "Now that everyone is awake, can you tell me what is going on? We seem to be in a jade meteorite cave now, but it's strange that I don't have the time when I entered here in my mind. The memory of the process that went through.”
Zhang Zhuxun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and said: "That's because you integrated the things you experienced in reality into the fantasy world. The reason why you saw the ghost snake statues and corpse-head grass outside in the fantasy world is because of those Things are already what you saw when you came in here.”
"What do you mean?" Wu Xie was still puzzled, "You mean, the illusion here turned the real scenes in my own memory into hallucinations?"
"That's right." Zhang Zhuxun raised his finger and pointed at the bronze chain bridge above, and said, "Just like this, it exists here itself."
After saying that, he took out a flare gun from his backpack, reminded everyone to close their eyes, raised his hand and fired a shot into the sky, and the dark space suddenly became as bright as day.
Wu Xie and the others waited for the strongest burst of white light to dissipate before opening their eyes. After seeing clearly the environment they were in, they were suddenly shocked and took a breath of cold air.
As Wu Xie said before, the entire space they were in was made up of a huge jade meteorite lava vein, but at first he only thought that the jade wall was the only one formed after the meteorite fell on the mountain.
But in fact, the entire empty layer in the middle is the meteorite bubble formed when the jade meteorite lava cooled down at that time, and finally cooled and solidified into what they see now.
The inner wall of the bubble is covered with all kinds of twisting and twisting patterns, as if an injured dark green giant snake once nestled here. When the scales scraped, the still-uncooled molten slurry left these traces like a starry phantom. Engraved.
Although he couldn't understand these natural fire patterns, Wu Xie was instinctively familiar with these fire patterns.
It was not that he was familiar with the direction and strange patterns of these fire patterns, but the first time he saw these patterns, he subconsciously thought of the strange flame patterns on Zhang Zhuxun's body that he had seen more than once.
Why did Muyu suddenly lose control when he was about to approach the bronze door? The tattoo on his body suddenly spread to his face at that time, as if something in the bronze door was summoning the fire pattern.
The video recorded by Muyu said that he had taken the initiative to bleed as a sacrifice at the Qinling altar more than once. Then when the bronze door was opened, the blood on Muyu's body could not stop seeping out from his pores.
Does this mean that something inside the bronze door is controlling Muyu's body and forcing him to sacrifice?
