Everyone looked at Yue Guanchao. The toxins had been completely eliminated but he still didn't wake up. They were still puzzled as to why.
At the same time, Yue Guanchao heard all their words clearly, but he felt as if he was isolated in the world. He could neither speak nor make any movements, as if he was bound by an invisible force. , floating in the void space without any attachment or fall.
When a strong light swept across, red and yellow warm light began to surge on his eyelids. He reluctantly opened his eyes that were sore and swollen from the light. Everything that appeared in front of him felt strange to him.
At this moment, what appeared in front of him was a bronze sacred tree that blocked out the sky and the sun. The crown of the tree was lush and dense, and the branches were twisted and stretched. It reached the sky and the earth, and spread outward like a canopy. Looking further out, you could see Go to the huge square where this bronze tree sits above the Bull-Headed Temple.
Clouds and mist surged under the feet, and it seemed that there would never be an end in sight. Then the mist on the ground rolled up into the air. When the white mist cleared, a mysterious man stood like a pine and waited quietly under the ancient tree.
Look carefully, you can see that this person is wearing a long coat with wide sleeves, a green robe on the outside, a red shirt lining, a white silk shirt with a tight neckline and a slightly fluffy hem. The waist is gathered with a leather belt to create a tall and straight figure. The two sleeves are extremely wide, slightly covering the hands. At the hem, the robe is heavily embroidered. The seventy-two village totems are real and vivid. Five-color stone beads are embellished all over the robe. It can be seen that gold and silver threads are woven into various patterns. The embroidery is embossed and thick and three-dimensional. It is directly outlined when attached to the body. He has a tall and tall figure, a foreign mask on his head, a ghostly face, and terrifying horns. The overall look is both divine and witchy, confusing and strange.
This image is basically the same as the statue of the Witch God. In fact, it is not a statue at all, but a real living person.
Yue Guanchao wanted to get closer to take a look, but found that he could not move even half a step. The witch god seemed to have sensed his intention, and his breath came lightly. Standing one step away from him, they were so close that they could even hear each other's breathing. hear.
"Are you the Witch God or Chi You?"
Seeing that he could speak now, Yue Guanchao asked cautiously.
"Hahahaha, is it the Witch God or Chi You, is there any difference?"
The voice in the mask was vicissitudes of life and cold. Even if it was just an ordinary sentence, it would make people feel chills in their hearts.
"Of course there is a difference. The witch god is the belief of the shaman people and has no entity. Chi You is the ancestor of the shaman people and has an entity."
Yue Guanchao's words made the mysterious man remain silent for a long time before he spoke: "Chiyou is the witch god."
"So, you have become a real god now?"
Yue Guanchao thought of the words of Yubiluo, Lan Qingping, and Jiang Qingxiao, and thought to himself that if what he saw was real, then the person in front of him might really be a god. The mirror world alone was mysterious enough, and he did not dare to judge what he saw before him. What exactly is a human being?
The mysterious man slowly explained: "There are no gods in this world. Gods are just concepts imagined by ordinary people. Their essence is the imagination of the unknown. It's like I imagine that I am a bird. Am I really a bird? ? You just thought you were in my fantasy, An Zhi, maybe I just entered your dream."
"A butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou, or Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly. There is no need to worry about it."
"Then there must be a reason why you trapped me here, right?"
Yue Guanchao really wanted to wake up, but he seemed to be trapped here, and anxiously asked his most curious question.
"I didn't trap you here, it was you who trapped you here."
"Here we go again, here we go again, don't play riddles with me, okay?"
Yue Guanchao felt that all the words he asked were blocked by him, and he felt as if he had been punched in cotton.
"Then tell me, why am I trapped here?"
The mysterious man was not in a hurry to answer Yue Guanchao's words. He walked around like a wandering soul and slowly explained: "Do you know why there is a shadow in your head?"
"You have something to tell me? Why don't you just fast forward to how do I wake up?"
The mysterious man no longer pretended, and said slowly: "Those mysterious shadows following you are wild fairies and spirits. All immortals in the Northeast are derived from shaman culture. Shamans belong to the category of Jiuli nature worship. Those immortals smell The aura of the witch god attached to your body has been following you all the way."
"Now, the positive and negative tiger talismans are broken, and these phantoms are gradually dissipating. But if you break the tiger talisman, will you be pulled into the mirror world?"
"You mean, I'm already in the mirror world now?"
Yue Guanchao realized this and his heart skipped a beat.
The mysterious man slowly walked near him: "To be precise, your spirit entered the mirror world. At the same time, the shattering of the Witch God Talisman made me notice you. I came to meet you in your dream in person."
Yue Guanchao became curious about what the mysterious man said: "Then, how should I get out? I have no interest in the mirror world."
"Don't worry, not everyone is qualified to stay in the mirror world. I came to you just to thank you for ending the dispute between the Witch God Civilization and the Orthodox Civilization."
Yue Guanchao became curious about this and asked, "Looking at what you said, I just broke the military talisman. What does this have to do with resolving the dispute?"
The mysterious man said with emotion: "For thousands of years, the remnants of various tribes in the Kingdom of the Witch God have wanted to use the power of the Witch God to help them do things, either to dominate the Central Plains, to connect the dragon's veins, or to control luck. There are even some in the Central Plains. The dynasty will last for eternity, and it must make peace with the power of the witch god. You can sing and I will go on stage. Although it is lively, it often fails to get what you want. In the end, you will shoot yourself in the foot, or you will be backlashed by it, or you will die and the country will be destroyed."
"The positive and negative talismans of the Witch God, one is a key and the other is a lock. They are the bridge and passage between the mirror world and the real world. All of these will cease to exist after you break the talisman of the Witch God. From now on, no one will No one who can control the power of the Witch God can peer into the mirror world."
"Don't you want someone to sacrifice you?"
Yue Guanchao was very curious. According to this mysterious man, he seemed to be happy to see the passage closed.
"The Kingdom of Witch Gods thousands of years ago has been destroyed, and the Witch King Chi You has also died. Whether it is the body or the head, this is just an old body, a shell left in the real world, not the real me. From now on, Anyone who offers sacrifices or sacrifices in my name is just to fulfill their purpose, rather than sincerely offering sacrifices to me."
"Then, this thought power is harmful to me rather than helpful. Since it is harmful to me, then of course I should be happy that the tiger talisman is broken."
After listening to the mysterious man's words, Yue Guanchao probably had a clearer idea of what he was thinking and feeling, and asked again: "Now that you have thanked me, can you tell me how to wake up from my dream? I don't want to spend my whole life sleeping in bed."
These words made the Witch God laugh loudly: "The answer is already in your heart. The deeper your obsession, the less able the mirror world will be to restrain you."
After saying this, the mysterious man disappeared without a trace. Yue Guanchao thought about this sentence carefully, which probably meant that he had to think about what he wanted most in order to escape.
"What you want most?"
"Yuan Datou?"
Yue Guanchao recalled the vast sum of money in his pocket. He hadn't spent all that money yet. If he spent his whole life lying on his bed, wouldn't all the money be wasted? Maybe they were all collected by Yue Erpao!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He tried to control his body, but found that he was still unable to move, as motionless as paralysis.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems I still don't love money."
"So, what do I want?"
Yue Guanchao thought of his second uncle, Lu Fengjian, Wu Tuman, and Aying, and then of Lou Yunxian, Ma Chang, Yu Bo, Xu Xiake, Tang Dayang... The people he had seen in the past six months appeared in front of him like a revolving lantern.
These people either followed him through life or death, or helped him achieve his goals. They were all kind or affectionate towards him. It was precisely because of these people that he felt that his life was not in vain. He had been working in the forest farm for more than 20 years. The experience he had experienced in the past six months was far inferior to what he had experienced in the past six months. This was a precious emotion that he could not get at all.
Yue Guanchao concentrated his mind, and the images of these people kept appearing. At the same time, he activated the induction in his mind. He gritted his teeth and tried to regain control of his body. When the numbness and stiffness of his body gradually dissipated, the feeling of powerlessness disappeared, and his little finger finally moved.
"Is it really useful?"
"who is the next?"
As soon as he asked himself, Song Qianjin's face immediately popped into his mind. Just now, he deliberately didn't mention Song Siyuan. After all, he was still speaking out of integrity, and his memory automatically highlighted her.
Yue Guanchao had thought carefully about the future between him and Song Siyuan before. In his opinion, he was just a frog in the well who jumped onto the dining table of the powerful. When everything returns to dust, the two of them are destined to return to each other's world, and they want to meet again in the future. , which is probably unlikely.
For this reason, he has been avoiding Song Siyuan's advances for several months. He either pretends to be stupid or talks about him, always deliberately changing the topic. At this moment, he has to face his own heart, but there is nothing he can do about it. Just pass it by.
At this moment, Yue Guanchao recalled the dream that Meng Yuan had created for him. What he saw were all kinds of bright and touching moments of Song Siyuan. In one word, he couldn't bear to leave her.
While moving, Yue Guanchao suddenly found that the force that restrained his body had disappeared, and his body gradually returned to normal. He raised his throat and made his first sound: "Water?"
In the silence, Song Siyuan saw Yue Guanchao's fingers moving slightly, and heard him murmuring, and her face became excited: "Who? Give him the water."
Yue Erpao quickly took the kettle and put the spout into Song Siyuan's hand. As she tilted her wrist, the clean water continued to flow into her mouth. Yue Guanchao felt the sweetness and moisture in her throat, and gradually regained her strength, waiting for the bright sunlight to pass by. The surrounding area around his eyes instantly shattered like smoke. In surprise, he opened his eyes suddenly.
"woke up?"
Seeing him slowly opening his eyes, Song Siyuan finally felt relieved.
Seeing that he regained his clarity, Uduzhemi and Haupira immediately stopped dancing and knelt in front of the shrine to thank the shaman god.
"What's wrong with me?"
Yue Guanchao wanted to use his hands to prop himself up, but not long after he stood up, he felt numb and weak all over his body, and fell down on the ice bed again.
Some people died, but not completely...
