Feng Qinglang's heart also trembled inexplicably. This was indeed no ordinary tragedy, so he couldn't help but said: "Then for them, would they be happier if no one intervened to remind them throughout their lives?"

Unger sighed: "Maybe, this reminds me of another case. There was a noble man in Ancient Yuan City. He felt that his family opposed his relationship with a common girl, so he hid with the girl in the north.

In the mountains over there, he lived with the girl for many years... But then, he was found,

People told him the truth. The girl never existed. In fact, he had been living alone in the mountains all these years. It was because his family found out that he was sick and wanted to help him treat it. As a result, he sneaked away and achieved success.

He fell in love with his imaginary elopement, but he didn't know that the object of his love never really existed..."

The smoky girl couldn't help but said: "That's too cruel. What happened to him afterwards?"

Anger tapped the wine glass lightly with his fingers and said: "He was later forced to go back to Ancient Yuan City by his tribe. At first, he insisted that the girl existed, until there was too much evidence to confirm it.

Everything was just based on his imagination. He fell in love with only one person... In the end, he still couldn't accept the reality. The drawer in his memory was completely damaged, which caused a complete mental collapse and committed suicide."

As the girl sighed, the atmosphere suddenly fell into oppressive silence.

It was the girl herself who was the first to break the silence and commented: "To onlookers, he was alone in love, but to himself, he did love vigorously. I think that's enough. I think his people are too ruthless."

If he continues to stay in the deep mountains and old forests, he might be able to continue to enjoy himself for the rest of his life, but we force him to be dragged back to this cruel real world."

Unger smiled helplessly. He felt that he had said a bit too much today. No matter how special the two lucky winners were today, it was time to end today's program.

He said: "What is reality and what is fiction? Who in this world can really tell the difference clearly? Wandering between reality and illusion is the charm of illusion."

The stream of colorful light streaked past their eyes quickly, causing the illusion of blurry vision. Feng Qinglang noticed that several energy stones in the laboratory flashed light at the same time, knowing that this was due to Unger's lack of mental strength.

, he needs external objects to support him in performing large-scale illusions. No wonder the lucky audience has to take him back to his laboratory every time...

Feng Qinglang didn't say anything, and waited quietly for the light band to end its passing trajectory. When the vision returned to clarity, the world in front of them had completely changed. They were standing on a rugged mountain path, which could only be walked by one person. The path bravely circled the mountainside.

twists and turns

Exploring upwards seems to lead to the mysterious peak. It happens that a gust of mountain wind blows away, blowing away some clouds and mist around, allowing people to see clearly. Next to it is an abyss with no bottom. Looking up, I can only feel the coiled mountains.

The mountain road seems endless, and the top of the mountain cannot be seen at all.

Unger was very satisfied with this illusion location. It was a place he carefully arranged, especially the mountain path where the three of them were standing. He had carved it thousands of times, which made people feel truly shocked, regardless of the mountain wall.

The moss on the ground, the gravel and weeds under his feet, all were delicate. He was thinking that it was time to say as usual, "This is like the road of life. Crisis follows you all the way. If you are not careful, you will be broken into pieces."

However, the smoky girl clapped her hands first and said with a smile: "Well done, much better than your bad performance down there, haha, but there is only one narrow passage. Is this to limit the range of movement of the magician to reduce the possibility?

What’s the probability of a flaw?”

Unger's originally prepared emotion-laden sigh reached his throat and he swallowed it hard. He thought to himself, this damn little girl kept using professional terms one after another. Could it be that she was sent by her peers to kick around?

Fortunately, there was a lucky audience who was more sensible. Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "It's very shocking, Your Majesty the Illusionist. Is this the road leading to our blank memory zone?"

Unger nodded and thanked the other party for taking the step, took the lead to walk up the mountain path, and said: "That's true. But in order to better help you with your mysterious experience, I need to understand a little bit about the blank areas in your memory.

When and where did it happen?”

The girl was not worried about the other party not responding to her, and said first: "I want to see the summer when I was fourteen years old. At that time, I drank too much at a party at the beach, and a vacuum memory tape appeared. I want to see

Know what happened then."

Unger plucked up the courage to ask: "That...about a few years ago?" For an illusionist like him who is not at a high spiritual level, clear time points can save him a lot of mental energy.

But this was undoubtedly an indirect question about the girl's true age. The girl glared at Unger fiercely and said: "That was three years ago."

Then, another mountain breeze blew by, and the surrounding scenery became hazy again...

When the vision became clear again, they had arrived at a beach. The waves were beating rhythmically against the fine sand on the shore. On the sea cliff that jutted out of the sea in the distance, there were dotted with colorful and avant-garde villas.

Covered everywhere on the sea cliff, it looks like a huge sculpture inlaid with colorful gems.

Unger stretched out his hand, as if sensing the speed of the sea breeze. He felt that the girl might be sent by an expert, so he patiently explained: "Beautiful lady, now I am using my spiritual power as a bridge to enter your spiritual sea.

In the world, the degree of restoration of the scene is not only based on the contents of the drawer in your memory, but also based on

How open your spiritual sea is to my spiritual power. Please rest assured that I am only standing in front of the long row of memory drawers. I have no way of knowing how your spiritual sea operates, or the conditions of other spiritual seas, and I have no intention of opening other drawers.

, and you are also staring, if I want to spy on something, you will find out immediately..."

The girl stared at the sea for a while, as if she was lost in a brief memory, then she smiled and said: "Okay, I'm open."

Unger smiled bitterly silently, thinking that he might have been sent by an expert. It turned out that he was an expert at all. He had been closely guarding the spiritual sea in front of him, and there was no way to see more contents based on the appearance of the memory drawer.

The scene on the beach immediately changed. The time suddenly came to evening, and the sun was setting in the sky. Along the entire coastline, there were piles of bonfires, ovens that were steaming, and rows of beach chairs and hardwood tables.

Scattered among them, laughter and voices were boiling...

Then, people appeared one after another, and the freshly opened champagne spurted into the sky, causing a burst of screams. At first glance, they were all smiling faces of various young people...

Then, the aroma of barbecue, wine, tobacco and other smells flooded into the nose.

When all sensory systems are fully presented, people will be completely integrated into this real world.
Chapter completed!