For the peace of the fairy world

Fang Huai would never forget that line of laughter, as crisp and clear as the spring water bubbling in the mountains.

One day in his ordinary life, the 20-year-old put his hands in the pockets of his coat and stood in front of the European-style arch with light pink as the background and bright yellow as the embellishment. The first time he saw the arch of the school, he thought it was very novel. So impressed.

He observed the surrounding roads and traffic, and took this as a pastime, waiting for his beloved girl to come here after class, and the two of them went to eat at a restaurant that both of them liked.

When walking on the road, Fang Huai is used to looking at all the people and things on the road, such as the old telephone booths at that time, the green belt with a thin layer of gray, the huge posters on the high-rise buildings, all the pedestrians—everyone He has various poses, but he is very indifferent to people other than himself. When everyone talks to himself, no one can hear clearly. The noisy street scene becomes a mime of all living beings.

Fang Huai is always fascinated by these things, even sometimes when he is with his girlfriend. At this time, the latter will be a little displeased and a little funny and say: "Hey, idiot! I'm talking to you."

Fang Huai quickly regained his senses, and went to hold his girlfriend's slender and delicate hand. The two of them leaned on each other, walking in the breeze. Fang Huai would turn his head and stare at the girl beside him. His girlfriend said that she liked Fang Huai watching She, there was a kind of affection in his eyes that made women intoxicated, even though he actually didn't think of anything when he looked at her.

At this moment, he turned around abruptly and looked at the side stone wall - in his impression it should be a stone wall, but now it turned into a new deep tunnel that branched out horizontally.It seemed that when everyone passed by it just now, they ignored it indifferently.

without her.The call just now seemed to be because he had missed her so much that he had auditory hallucinations in his ears.

She is a beautiful silhouette in his memory, frame by frame of quiet pictures, but she has been away for too long after all.

He couldn't forget her, and even when the two of them just broke up, when they were sitting at home decadently, he really had auditory hallucinations-but now, he only thinks of her occasionally, and regards it as a reminder He has the habit of smiling.

Fang Huai stretched out his hand and stretched out his five fingers. With slender knuckles and delicate texture, it was the first time he looked at his hand seriously.

He already understood everything in his heart, turned around, and Yu Xiao, who was supposed to be beside him, and his companions, all disappeared.

And at the end of the newly-appeared tunnel, there was actually a glimmer of light.

Fang Huai touched the treasure pouch in his sleeve, and took out the luminous pearl from it. Under the soft light of the pearl, he raised his hand to observe it with great interest. After all, he cherished this rare opportunity to enjoy his sight.

In this illusion.

Fang Huai's fingers gently stroked the warm surface of the Ye Mingzhu, and then walked towards the light of the tunnel as if strolling in the courtyard.

I don't know how long it took, and in this illusion, people's time consciousness also became blurred. Fang Huai was not in a hurry, holding up the pearl, looking at the details in the stone cave tunnel.

This illusion is very realistic, Fang Huai stretched out his hand to touch the concave and convex chisel marks on the stone wall, it was damp and cold.Compared with the illusion he encountered on the Kunlun Mountain Iron Chain Bridge, it was much more delicate.

The phantom array on the chain bridge makes people fall into a dream. The consciousness of the person in the dream is chaotic and blurred, without any logic at all. He didn't question the illusion he was in.

And in the phantom formation that we are in right now, the people who enter the formation can still retain their clear consciousness and logical thinking ability, and the scene is as realistic as if they are acting in a movie.

Fang Huai finally walked to the bright place. After a burst of dazzling light, he saw the vermilion gate with two copper rings of auspicious beasts hanging on it. place.

Fang Huai looked at the white distance, and knew that this vermilion lacquered gate was the only way out.

He put away the Ye Mingzhu, walked forward, held the cold beast ring and pushed open the door.

Within the high wall, there is still a high wall.

White walls and red tiles, bluestone brick floors, and a narrow path about two feet wide between the walls. Fang Huai looked over and saw a turn at the end of the path, with two sides on both sides.

He casually walked to the right, turned the corner of the wall, and on the other side of the inner wall, there were branches covered with flowers protruding from time to time, making one can't help but imagine what a vibrant courtyard is inside the wall.

So Fang Huai continued to walk, turned, encountered a fork, and turned again. At first he could judge the direction, remember how many turns he had turned, and the approximate distance he had traveled, but then he gradually gave up.

It's a maze.

In the illusion, the body will not get tired, and you can keep walking.And when you stop, looking at the blindingly white walls, the white empty sky, and the long empty streets, you suddenly have a kind of fear of this endless silence.

Fang Huai walked through countless street corners, sighed, and was suddenly caught by something at the foot of the wall.

It seems to have appeared suddenly, and it seems to have been piled up there, it is a person's skeleton.

The white skeletons were piled up beside the white wall, and further up, the red tiles reflected a cold color, and beyond the red tiles, a delicate white magnolia leaned over the wall.

It is so full, the petals stretch out into a beautiful arc, and there is no wind around, but it shakes slightly, like a girl riding a horse passing downstairs, leaning against the window and waving to you.

It is obviously so beautiful, but when it is set against the white bones by the wall, it immediately makes people feel hopeless, as if they can see a picture: a person who is lost in this maze, who has traveled for an unknown amount of time, and can never find it. Way out, and finally under this wall, looking hopelessly at the thriving magnolia blossoms until death.

People in the illusion cannot climb over the tall wall.

Fang Huai stood in front of the bones and flowers for a while, but he simply didn't go any further. He sat down on the two steps protruding from the side, and searched for a pen and paper in the treasure bag.

He moistened the tip of the pen, held the bamboo tube, thought for a while, and wrote his name on the paper: "Yu Xiao."

After looking at it for a while, he wrote his name again: "Fang Huai".

Then continue to write names, those of parents, grandpa, the children who serve him, and the names of seniors.

He really couldn't think of a name to write, so he began to silently write the scriptures: "The destiny is called nature, the willfulness is called the Tao, and the practice of the Tao is called teaching. The Tao should not be separated even for a moment..."

While Fang Huai was writing, he was not in a hurry to think about how to get out of this maze. He no longer looked at the red tiles and white walls, or the long street. Instead, he closed his eyes again, and described in the familiar darkness There are scenes and scenes.

Drawing and drawing, his fingers moved unconsciously, he simply threw away the pen and paper, crossed his legs, and took out the piano from the treasure bag.

The strings vibrated, but the sound of the piano seemed to be swallowed by the surrounding silence. Fang Huai didn't care, as he moved his fingers, the rhythm naturally echoed in his mind.

In this kind of meditation, he seemed to have experienced it for a long time, but the tune in his mind played over and over again, and it seemed that it only passed for a moment.

When I opened my eyes again, the flowers on the top of the wall and the bones at the bottom of the wall were gone.

The wall suddenly undulated like water waves, Fang Huai stood up, and was about to step forward to find out, when suddenly a black, white and white furry thing fell out of the center of the water ripples, rolling twice on the ground.

The moment Fang Huai saw the round thing, his eyes widened.This round figure, this black and white coat color, these two big dark circles, this, this...isn't this a panda?

"Why did the nightmare beast come to this kid and become like this?"

All the disciples in the cave, including Ding Bai, wandered aimlessly in their maze, except for Lin Xiangxiang and Yu Xiao.

The cultivation level of the master of this cave is not as good as the two of them, and of course the illusion created cannot trap them.At this moment, the two were at the exit of the maze, facing a huge water curtain.

In the slight ripples of the water curtain, after watching for a while, the tall and tall young man was leaning down and lifting the unknown chubby creature.

Yin Menghe watched the interaction between a man and a beast, and after Na Yuan Gun showed Fang Huai that he was harmless, he gained his trust, then wrapped two of the same round paws around the young man's arms, and rolled into his arms.

The well-informed Palace Master of Taizhen Palace frowned and said, "This kid, what do you think of the Nightmare Beast?"

Yu Xiao also looked at Fang Huai reflected in the water curtain.Fang Huai grew up in a prominent fairy sect. He had never seen any natural treasures or rare spirit beasts since he was a child, but this was the first time he saw him after stroking two handfuls of chubby hair, and he looked like "a big baby fell from the world". The incomparably rare and surprised look.

Naturally, Yu Xiao and Yin Menghe couldn't comprehend the psychology of Fang Huai's big crowd: This is a panda!National treasure!What's more, in the world of self-cultivation in a foreign land, when encountering familiar animals in the homeland, the feeling in the heart is naturally indescribable.

In fact, this "panda" is not a real panda, but Yu Xiao caught Fang Huai and threw him into the maze to guide Fang Huai out of the maze.

This beast is called the "Nightmare Beast" by the world, and many monks who like to arrange formations to create illusions dream of obtaining this kind of spirit beast.And the owner of this cave also raised one in the cave, which was caught by Yu Xiao and thrown into the maze to find Fang Huai.

The nightmare beast has no form, it can come and go freely in the illusion.If it wants to bring someone out of the illusion, it will turn into a projection in the person's heart.So the nightmare beast that came to find Fang Huai became like this.

But seeing the nightmare beast rubbing against Fang Huai for a while, it finally remembered its own job, leaned out from Fang Huai's arms, jumped to the ground, and led the way for him.

Fang Huai couldn't find the exit of the maze anyway. Seeing the panda crawling slowly ahead, he followed.

One person and one beast walked past the place reflected by the water curtain, leaving empty steps, only a few pieces of paper that Fang Huai had written and discarded were still there.

Yin Menghe thought that the sound of Fang Huai's playing the piano caused a crack in the illusion, so that the flowers, branches and skeletons on the top and bottom of the wall disappeared, and he couldn't help saying: "Actually, even if you don't release the nightmare beast, this kid will probably be able to get out."

Without saying a word, Yu Xiao stepped forward to get close to the water curtain, and put his hand into the water curtain.As soon as the surface of the water curtain was touched by him, deeper ripples opened up, and he stretched out his arm to fish in the center of the ripples, and he actually fished out the two pieces of paper that Fang Huai crumpled up and threw on the steps.

Yu Xiao unfolded a ball of paper, on which the names of many people were neatly written in regular script, arranged in order.And "Yu Xiao" was the first one.