Shen Wenqu soon gave an explanation.
"We may encounter danger next, and we may encounter situations where communication is inconvenient. If you can directly see through my thoughts, then we don't need to make any noise, and communication will become much easier."
Yang Rongrong suddenly realized.
That’s right!
Shen Wenqu thought it through very carefully, but even so, she didn't intend to label herself "bangbangbang". The feeling of being able to be seen through at any time was really too insecure.
Fortunately, Shen Wenxuan did not mention this. He walked in front of the way and released spiritual knowledge to prevent emergencies.
Who knew the next moment he frowned and whispered.
"My consciousness can't let go."
The Yang dwarn immediately tried to release his own consciousness, and the result ended in failure.
Not only that, their spiritual power cannot be used, and they cannot even open the Qiankun Bag.
At this time, they are no different from ordinary mortals.
This makes Yang's fluff uneasy: "Will it be the ghost of this ship?"
Shen Wenxuan also has such speculation.
This ship most likely has a ban on the use of psychic powers.
Suddenly, the two of them felt like their eyes were blurred!
There were many people appearing on the boat. The original dust -filled deck became a new look. Bai Fan rose high, and the hull lit a lot of lanterns in four weeks.
Even the wooden board that was accidentally stepped on by Yang Rongrong was restored to its original state without leaving any trace of damage.
There was a melodious piano sound in the cabin. There was a scholar on the deck as a poem while drinking. Two girls pulled hands and walked from Yang Song.
They walked and talked, and laughed crisply from time to time.
Popular velvet was slightly tilted, and smelled a light fat powder left by them when they passed by.
All this is too real.
She couldn't help asking: "Are these all illusions?"
Shen Wenqu replied in a low voice: "Yes."
Yang Rongrong asked: "Then can you see their true identities?"
Shen Wenxuan said it was impossible.
Yang Songsheng couldn't help but sank.
Even Shen Wenxuan in Mahayana could not see through these illusions of these illusions, which shows that the strength of these illusions is far above them.
But after coming, you can’t leave empty-handed.
Just as she was thinking this, a gorgeously dressed woman in red came out of the cabin.
The woman in red was holding a round fan in her hand. When she approached Yang Rongrong, the rich fragrance of powder hit her face.
She smiled enthusiastically while shaking the fan.
"The two looked at the face, is it new?"
When Yang Dan was obviously stunned when he saw the opponent.
She felt that the woman looked familiar, but she could be sure that she didn't know each other, and she couldn't help but feel strange.
Yang Dan was pretending to have never seen any world, shrinking behind Shen Wenxuan, carefully looked at the surroundings, and then whispered: "Where are you here? Who are you? How can we appear here? ?”
The woman in red was obviously used to seeing people like her, and the smile on her face grew stronger.
"You call me a red lady. We are named for a long day. Everyone who has come to us for a long time is very satisfied with it. Whether it is wine, wine, or jewelry beauty, we There are many long-lasting boats, which are guaranteed to keep you entertained and make you forget about Shu!"
After saying that, she covered her lips with a fan and laughed so hard.
Yang fluff looked around, as if curious, but dared not to delve into it because of timidity.
Seeing this, the red lady immediately stepped forward and took her hand, smiling.
"Don't be afraid of the little sister. For a long time, it is very safe. If there is no bad guy, you come with me. Let me take you to see what is called a fairyland on earth."
Yangdong really wants to figure out what the situation is here.
So she didn't struggle and let the red lady pull herself forward.
Shen Wenxuan saw her thoughts, and did not say no all the way, and followed them silently.
The moment before entering the cabin, Yang Rongrong suddenly paused.
The Red Lady asked: "What's wrong?"
Yang Dan Ning thought: "I feel like I seem to have forgotten something."
The red lady smiled, soothing: "Since you have forgotten it, it must not be an important thing. Let's go first."
I thought about it again carefully, and I couldn't remember anything.
She had to put the matter aside for a long time.
In the cabin, the three graceful dancers were dancing on the stage. There were handsome pianists beside Fuqin accompaniment. Seduced food fragrance.
The red lady found an empty seat for Yang Rongrong and Shen Wenqu to sit down, and then poured wine for them herself.
"You don't need restraint here when you get here, you can eat whatever you want, and do whatever you want."
Yang fluff whispered: "Can you really do anything?"
The red lady looked at her with a smile: "Of course."
"Then, then if I did a bad thing here?"
The red lady still laughed: "Yeah, even if you kill people here, it's okay."
Her voice was gentle, but listening to the ears of Populus dwarn, she felt inexplicable.
Popular velvet tried to find the loopholes in her words.
"But did you just say that there are no bad guys here?"
The red lady did not answer, "Is it a bad person who kills and sets fire?"
Yang Rongrong continued to ask, "Isn't it?"
This topic is like chickens and chickens, and there will never be an end.
The red lady simply shifted the topic.
She pushed the wine glass in front of the two and introduced enthusiastically.
"This wine is called Huang Liang. It is the best wine of our exclusive secret for a long time. Every guest who comes to us will not miss it. You will try it. I believe you will fall in love with this The taste of wine. "
Yang Vanlon looked at the wine glass in front of him.
The wine liquid in the cup was clear and bright, and the strong wine was drilled into her nose, making her brain a little dizzy.
She couldn't help shaking her head, and she hadn't drinked her own. How could she feel drunk?
There's probably something wrong with this wine!
Yang Songdi worked hard to maintain a sober, and declined politely: "Sorry, I never drink."
Shen Wenzheng also refused: "I don't drink either."
The moment the two of them finished speaking, the cabin, which had been bustling with singing and dancing just now, suddenly became audible.
Wu Ji is not dancing, the pianist no longer cares about the piano, and the guests no longer talk about laughter.
They turned their heads to look at Yangdong and Shen Wenyu.
The same action, the same expression, the same eyes.
There is an indescribably weird atmosphere.
The Yangdong felt cold back, and explained it difficultly: "I have been allergic to alcohol since I was a child. As long as I drink, I will have a rash.
The smile on the red lady's face had disappeared.
She looked at Yang Songdi, her voice was stiff.
"Huang Liang is not the same as the outside. It will not make you feel uncomfortable. It will only make you extremely happy. If you don't believe it, you can try a small mouthful."
Disposal, it's later today, sorry ~
