"Young man, if it doesn't work out, we'll go back the way we came~"
Song Siyuan had indeed thought about what Yu Bo said, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was impossible. Not to mention whether the arch hole would collapse halfway through, and even if they walked out, they would not be able to save themselves. The Wangxiang Bridge when they came had already collapsed, and the deep ditch The chasm is tens of meters wide, and there is no opportunity to build bridges or beams.
Song Siyuan shook her head at Old Man Yu: "Uncle Yu, I'm afraid it's impossible. Chao Dacheng died too suddenly, and he didn't even tell us how to contact the people above. If we really wait for someone to rescue us, we have to wait until the end of the year of the monkey. Now Think about it, you can only save yourself."
While they were talking, cracks were gradually tearing apart on the top of the tomb, and the tiny water droplets turned into small waterfalls. The silver-white pavilion was hit by the waterfall, and countless mottled silver lights rippled. Everyone did not feel strange, but felt that the situation was more complicated for them. for disadvantage.
"Yes!" Song Siyuan looked around and already had an idea in her mind: "When we were pulled into the illusion, there seemed to be souls whispering in our ears, as if wherever the wind came, that was your way out~, do you have any impressions? ?"
These words made Master Mao and Uncle Yu confused, and they shook their heads.
Mr. Cat looked at her with a rather puzzled look: "We have no impression, Song Qianjin, although we were all pulled into the illusion, what we saw may not be the same thing at all. Anyway, what I saw was my father. He came back to life and was reunited with his cruel adopted son."
When Geda saw Mr. Cat talking about the illusion he had seen, the doubts in his eyes gradually deepened: "That's strange. I thought everyone saw the same thing, but what I saw was different from you. What I saw was mountains and plains. There are many wild beasts, and I have even beaten a few with my bow.”
"what about you?"
Geda looked at Yu Bo and Ma Chang. They both saw different things. Ma Chang returned to the roots of the imperial city and relived his experiences before he was sold. Yu Bo returned to his youth again. In the glacial pearl fishing age at that time, in the fantasy world, I changed my regrets in this life and tried my best to save his mother.
As for Yue Erpao, he was not very experienced in the world, and his mind was full of strange things. Seeing that his face was embarrassed and red, Yue Guanchao quickly stopped everyone's curious eyes: "This is something strange. What do you think of the things we saw?" I have no idea what the mirage represents and why such strange words appear."
Song Siyuan carefully analyzed everyone's dreams, and her eyes lit up: "The golden mist spit out by the mirage should have a hallucinogenic effect, paralyzing our brains. The illusions we see will be different depending on our life experiences. It The purpose is to make us immersed in the illusion and never wake up, and then sink to the bottom of the dream, and obediently treat it as food and have a full meal."
"Song Qianjin, there is nothing wrong with your understanding this way, but why do we both see the same illusion?"
Yue Guanchao's question was closely related to their solution to the mirage problem. Song Siyuan looked at him: "The hallucination we saw was not an imagination generated by memory. It is most likely the memory of Mrs. Qionghua."
"The memory on her body, isn't he dead? How could he have memory?"
Yue Guanchao was shocked and regretful. If he did this, he would have disemboweled a living person. Thinking of this, the back of his head went numb.
Song Siyuan knew what he meant, shook her head and continued to explain clearly: "Whether it is Qionghua's dance, the tragic statue of martyred in the palace, or the puppet's body bag, these are all things that Mrs. Qionghua wants us to see, and they are unfolded based on her memory. Hallucination, I guess she used her mind power to influence the will of the clam beast, and was able to exclude the clam beast and tell us the truth about that year."
"But she is dead after all, and her remaining mental power is limited, or the clam beast has noticed that the illusion has been tampered with and wants to take back her will. In either case, she cannot tell us how to break the illusion. She can only stare at the tortoiseshell lamp. In this way, you can hint to us how to break the illusion!"
"In a word, our hallucination is Qionghua's remaining mental power. It is expected that the corpse and the clam have been connected for thousands of years and have already shared memories. She is like a vegetative state, but she died at the physical level. However, her brain should still be able to think, but she cannot. Just move your body.”
"In this way, when she said she had been trapped by the clam beast for a thousand years, she probably meant that she had lived in a vegetative state for thousands of years. Only when she is separated from the clam beast can her body truly die."
