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Chapter 230

Like Kiyo, Yanhongsha was accompanied by evil Jian into the Four Mirages.

Like Cao Yanhua, Yan Hongsha felt that Jian was full of nonsense and was not trustworthy, but unlike Cao Yanhua, she was embarrassed to hit her.

"That fierce Jian," she said, "When you are cute and stupid, you still use a childish tone when you talk to me. The old saying of the world is that you don't hit people with smiley faces. They are thick-skinned and can't even scold them."

So it followed.

This fierce crayon is like a chattering man, and he never stopped talking along the way.

"I was inconsistent in my words. I was urging me to leave, saying that there was not enough time, and then I stopped again and let me go into the Boying to do something. I was really made by it and my head was so big."

Sure enough, when he arrived at Hongsha, Evil Jian had another set of rhetoric, and Cao Yanhua became confused: "Which sentence is true?"

Kiyo thought for a while: "The key to the matter is not the truth or lies. The purpose of the evil kan is not to lie, but to disrupt the whole situation."

"It's like a question, five parts, if everyone solves it correctly, it's right. If one person is wrong, the whole game will be lost."

"So along the way, Evil Jian simply said something at will, it doesn't matter whether it is true or false. And I think they are venting each other all the way."

Yan Hongsha hated: "Yes, no wonder they are hilarious, just like cat-show mice, they must communicate with each other. Even if you go right, it is not in a hurry - just lead the other person wrong."

Mu Dai asked Yan Hongsha: "What have you changed?"

Yan Hongsha suddenly stopped talking. After a while, her eyes gradually turned red.

Said: "Miyo, I want my parents not to have a car accident."

Although he has loved his grandfather and uncle in every way since he was a child, Yan Hongsha always has a knot in his heart about losing his parents.

"I saw that before the car accident, my father was driving, and my mother was holding me in the back row. I couldn't help but go into Boying. Ei Jian told me that I could attach myself to the little red sand that I had in the past."

The flame red sand is just done.

"My mother is holding me, Kiyo. I think it's the first time I've been hugged by her in my life. I feel so good, my mother smells so good."

She took a deep breath as if she was greedy: "My mother is much more beautiful than me. Compared to her, I am just crooked."

But she couldn't change anything.

"It's too young. At that time, I was only over one year old and could not speak. Even if I attached it to Xiao Hongsha, I couldn't speak - how many words it rushed out of my throat, just hysterically crying."

"Mom kept coaxing me, and dad turned around again and again, asking if he was hungry or sick, he was distracted after a while, and then... a car accident happened."

Yan Hongsha covered her eyes with her hands and kept sucking her nose. The nose was red. Mu Dai reached out to pat her back gently. A rustling of fine sand fell on her naked feet. Unlike before, this time, even in the wave shadow, the funnel began to leak sand.

Kiyo was a little uneasy.

After a while, Yan Hongsha continued: "I'm fine, my mother protects me with her body."

When something happened, she was still too young. For many years, her memory of her parents has been vague. When asked grandpa, Old Man Yan, Old Man Yan always said it vaguely, the rough idea was that your parents had gone in a car accident, and you were lucky and the gods confiscated it.

A plain description is far less shocking than experienced.

Cao Yanhua advised her: "Sister Hongsha, don't be sad."

Yan Hongsha wiped tears: "I'm not sad, I'm very happy. My mother loves me so much and tries her best to keep me alive. I think I'm very blessed."

"But I don't understand what happened. My parents' death has obviously happened a long time ago, so why now it seems to be caused by my random interference."

"So, I didn't dare to do anything anymore. No matter how the evil Jian nags me, I kept walking forward. Anyway, I had no regrets to make up for it until..."

Kiyo whispered: "Until you meet your uncle's incident?"

Yan Hongsha bit her lip: "I don't want my uncle to die. Although my uncle is scattered and does not seek to make progress, he almost ruined his property, but he has always been very good to me."

She tried her best to stop Yan Jiuxiao from going to Wuzhu Village, and then went to find grandpa Yan's old man: "We will find a way to pay off the uncle's debt, even if we sell houses and land - grandpa, don't touch the injustice treasure well in the Sizhai, which has harmed innocent people. I can't even sleep when I remember. Can you really sleep well for so many years?"

Before Old Man Yan changed color, she turned around and slammed the door, crossed Boying, and returned to the corridor.

What made her creepy happened. The next wave of shadow, and the next one, completely deviated from what she remembered. There was no Zheng Mingshan and Mu Dai coming to the door, nor did the two of them rush to Wuzhu in a row and a lot of trouble.

She understood that it was like a chain of reactions - the uncle was not missing, and grandpa didn't need to find any bodyguards through Zheng Mingshan's relationship, and she wouldn't meet Muyo unless...

Looking back, the rippling shadows that had been experienced were about to disappear into the darkness. At that time, the flame red sand made a quick decision and rushed back to the mansion from the shadows.

She said: "If the mountain does not come to me, I will walk towards the mountain. If you don't come to me, I can come to you. I remember this bar in Lijiang, so I bought a ticket and it's here."

When we get together and get along, we ask about Mu Dayi. Uncle Zhang said, "That's our little boss. If you have something to do, you'll be back in the past two days."

Are you coming back soon? Then the safest way is to "wait". Yan Hongsha made a quick decision: "Uncle, then you can take me to work, don't have a salary, you can pay it."

...

***

Mu Dai asked Cao Yanhua to find paper and pen, and prepared everyone to discuss the key points of the matter together to make sense. While waiting, he looked up at the window and saw that the snow peak of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain could no longer be seen.

A strange thing passed by my heart, but I had no time to delve into it - the paper and pen were already placed in front of me.

Yanhongsha was very embarrassed: "Mu Day, can we make it clear? I am not good at this kind of analysis."

In the past, when the five people were acting together, she was too used to letting Luo Ren or Ten Thousand San use her brain. She was too lazy to listen to those twists and turns, and she was confused after listening.

Mu Dai said: "Hongsha, we must use our brains. Luo Ren and Ten Thousand Thousands did not come out?"

Yan Hongsha stopped talking, Cao Yanhua was quite confident in his IQ: "The three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Are we not as good as cobblers?"

Wooden period drew a pentagon and five edges on the paper, marking the five characters of gold, wood, water, fire and earth in turn. A channel leading to the center was drawn at each edge, and a triangle was drawn at the center.

"According to the shape of the four mirages, we all walk from the outside, through the corridor, and into the inside, so I think the 'end point' mentioned by the evil simplified refers to the central position represented by this triangle."

Cao Yanhua squinted his eyes and looked at the pentagon: "Little Master, are we at the end now?"

Kiyo said: "I think this end point does not refer to space, or even time."

She explained: "Watching the Four Mirages is an illusion, an illusion of the five of us. At first, we were separated. If we couldn't meet, we would probably wander aimlessly in the so-called ten thousand possibilities - but after I met Cao Pangpang, there was suddenly no road in front and behind the corridor. There was no road, which was the end. This means that the illusion between Cao Pangpang and I had ended."

Cao Yanhua nodded violently. He thought it made sense. Before he met Mu Day, he had almost forgotten the incident of meeting the cable car. However, after meeting, he could enter and exit the wave shadow at the same time as Mu Day. He was indeed a clear consciousness and the illusion was over.

Therefore, the end point does not depend on how long you walk or how many roads you walk, but on how you walk yourself clearly.

Yan Hongsha reacted: "So, I found you, and I was equivalent to reaching the end?"

Mu Dai nodded and pointed to the three people's leaking pots that were floating in the air: "Our leaking pots began to leak sand after entering this heavy wave shadow. Xiao Qi said that when the sand leaked, it was the moment when we stagnated in real time - I guess, by that time, the door that went out would appear."

That is the connection between the illusion and the real world.

Yanhongsha took a breath of cold air, and there was only a small piece of thin cube left in everyone's leaking pot, and the fine sand was rustling, and it was almost clear.

She became anxious: "But Luo Ren and Yi Wan San have not come yet."

"Yes, but Hongsha, you reminded me of one thing."

"When Boying couldn't go in and out at will, you bought a ticket from Kunming and took a bus to Lijiang."

Cao Yanhua instantly reacted: "Little Master, you want to..."

Mu Dai said it firmly: "We look for Luo Ren, find ten thousand three, through various methods, posting, missing people and making trouble for Wan Fenghuo, we find them and help them end the illusion."

Cao Yanhua was stunned for a few seconds and then understood and slapped the table: "It's done!"

He turned to greet Hongsha again: "Sister Hongsha, please help me."

There was a computer at the bar, and I went up to move the Mu Dai’s own use, various social networks, large forums, Weibo, and Cao Yanhua typed like a flying figure. He first drafted a missing person notice and wrote a million in rewards.

Yan Hongsha instinctively objected: "Isn't this nonsense? How can we have a million?"

Cao Yanhua said: "It's an illusion anyway. What's wrong with writing 10 million? After finding the person, we will go back to the real world."

That's right.

Mu Dai walked to the window and called Wan Fenghuo. The sun was very bright and the weather was bright. How could he not see the Jade Dragon Snow Peak in such a visibility day?

The phone was answered, and she reported her identity and asked Wan Fenghuo for help. All the fees were recorded with Miss Huo Zihong.

Wan Fenghuo said: "It has no beginning or end, I only report the name, I can't find it. You have to at least give some features."

Characteristics? Kiyo's mind was spinning rapidly and he pondered.

Luo Ren’s biggest regret in this life should be that his uncle Luo Wenmiao and the gang of Filipino brothers who have been through life and death. Assuming that Luo Ren’s intervention was smooth, after saving Luo Wenmiao, he and Jing Jian will no longer be in contact and will begin to forget some of the things related to the five people, but the trajectory of the Philippines will continue, so the biggest possibility now is that Luo Ren is in the Philippines.

She said: "Luo Ren, you can find two lines here. One is Xiao Shanghe, Ningxia, inquire about Luo Wenmiao or Luo Pinting, and ask them if they have any contact with Luo Ren; the other is to ask directly from the Philippines that Mindanao, he is a mercenary..."

There was a sound of electric current coming from the microphone, as if the signal was not good. Kimyo took a few steps outwards and suddenly felt something was missing in his sight.

It is the farthest part of the ancient city, and the corner of the eaves facing the sky, which seems to be missing.

Wan Fenghuo seemed to have said something, but Mu Dai didn't pay attention. She stared at the distance. It was true that those dense layers of houses disappeared in front of her, one layer after another.

The towering signal towers, trees at high places, clouds at low places, and telephone poles in the distance are all disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The phone was cut off, and Cao Yanhua shouted behind him: "Hey, the Internet is gone, my little master, suddenly the Internet is cut off..."

His scream came to an abrupt end, and his eyes were attracted by the situation outside the window.

Those snow peaks, houses, trees, and places where the clouds disappeared, rolling yellow sand like thick clouds, like sandstorms, and like strong winds. Huo Zihong passed by, and Mu Dai called her: "Aunt Hong, this is..."

Huo Zihong turned around and looked at her and smiled. At the corner of her curled lips, suddenly the yellow sand dissipated. The strong wind blew the glass and rushed in, blowing Huo Zihong into a scattered sand.

Not only Huo Zihong, but also the bartender, Uncle Zhang, the table and stool, all instantly turned into wind and sand. Mu Dai bent down and tried hard to open his eyes in the wind and sand to see, and vaguely saw the brightness in the air.

It was the three people's leaking pot, all of which were leaking.

When the leaking pot leaks out and the sun shadow stops moving, what will happen?

...

Muyo stood in the cold, with only the ruins of the broken tiles and scattered walls, surrounded by mist, and faintly slender figures that lost proportions, smiling strangely in the fog.

This is an isolated platform surrounded by cliffs, with floating bridges extending from each direction to the distance hidden by thick fog.

Yan Hongsha suddenly pushed Cao Yanhua like a trembling voice, and whispered: "Cao Pangpang, door!"

It was the door, the back door of the bar, and the entire bar had collapsed and fell down, and it was ruined. Only that door, without a door frame or a side frame, still stood firm.
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