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Illusion, after all, nothingness.

The feeling of returning to reality from the illusory world made Zhong Cuo sink, and he closed his eyes to adjust his senses, and he opened them again.

In front of his eyes, there was a brilliant fiery red.

The fox sat in front of him, his eyes calmly looking at the valley in front of him.It was several times bigger than before, and its body was like a tiger.And behind it, nine flame-like beautiful long tails unfolded slowly, almost dazzling.

Noticing that the clock was wrong, it nodded towards the clock and got up slowly.

"Congratulations."

"..." The fox was silent for a long time before slowly wagging its tail—that is, this movement can still make people see the clues of the little fox back then.

Years of painstaking practice, once a breakthrough is indeed worthy of congratulations.

Is it worthy of congratulations?

"That illusion has been shattered."

"……Is it."

The memory of the valley is still there, and if it wants to, it can still construct a second and third illusion.

But what's the use of that?

The person it is looking for will never come back.

Its body still remembered the gentle touch of the embrace in the illusion, and that was the most precious thing left to it by the illusion.

"What do you want to do next?"

"Go find him."

Zhong Cuo frowned, and the fox grinned, as if smiling.

"I know what you're going to say, and you should know what I'm going to say."

"So don't waste your time."

It got up, its figure swayed slightly, and its gorgeous appearance disappeared without a trace in an instant, and it was still the little fox that appeared in front of Zhong Cuo.

"...It's better to be more comfortable like this." After limping a few steps, the fox nodded, and looked up at Zhong Cuo, "I will come back from time to time in the future, if you know that little bastard Zhang Baoguo, let Be careful when he comes back."

The fox bared its fangs and smiled sinisterly: "Even if it's not his fault, but people are reasonable, but foxes don't."

"I will."

"Then, I'm leaving." Finally, the fox looked at the valley reluctantly, turned and left.

It walked very slowly, and the red figure wobbled, and it took a long time to reach the edge of the valley.

There it stopped and turned to look down the valley.

The valley in front of me is lonely and empty, but the valley in my memory is lively and beautiful.

Even if it's just an illusion, it still wants to get back everything from the beginning.

but……

The person said, no.

He is just a shadow in the illusion, once the illusion collapses, he will disappear with it.

But he would rather destroy himself than let him wake up from the illusion.

Jin Fei, Jin Fei.

"Even if it's a shadow, you're still the same bastard..."

The figure of the fox disappeared into the forest, Zhong Cuo sighed deeply, and a sense of fatigue welled up in his heart.

It's a pity that God destined the ghost king to be a hard worker. Before he could finish his sigh, someone had already slapped him on the shoulder——

"Are you OK?"

Jin Yang popped out from nowhere and stared at him.

"No, what's the matter?" Almost slashing back with a knife, Zhong Cuo took half a step back and looked at Jin Yang calmly, trying to judge whether the thing in front of him was real or a phantom.

Although the fox had already left, he was inevitably a little allergic after so much tossing around.

"It's fine as long as it's fine." It seemed that there was nothing wrong with Zhong Cuo's face, Jin Yang heaved a sigh of relief, "I forgot to tell you before that this valley is full of evil."

"Oh?"

"How should I put it, sometimes when passing through this valley, you will encounter some strange things." Jin Yang scratched his hair, with some lingering fear on his face, "I have encountered it twice, and I clearly remember that I was delayed in the valley. Seven or eight days, but in the blink of an eye, I realized that a few minutes hadn't passed. I can't remember what happened in those seven or eight days. "

He sighed a few times: "When the fog came up just now, I felt something was wrong, and I wanted to find you, but I couldn't find you... Fortunately, the fog has cleared now. It takes less than 10 minutes to gather and disperse. Who has seen such a wicked person?" Fog... By the way, did you see anything just now?"

Although he complained a lot, but when he mentioned those "evil sects", Jin Yang showed some expectation on his face.

"No." Zhong Cuo smiled calmly, "I didn't see anything."

The fog dissipated, and the valley in front of me was the quiet and beautiful Fox Valley again.

After walking a few steps according to memory, the small earth temple appeared in front of Zhong Cuo.

At this time, the earth temple is even more miserable than in the illusion. The corners of the eaves are broken, the doorposts are broken, all the painted paint on the outside is peeled off, and the two stone doors are all peeled off, revealing the dark doorway.

Zhong Cuo stretched out his hand and stuck it on the roof of the small temple.

Nothing happens.

The upper body of the statue in the temple was shattered into several pieces, and the head of the land god rolled aside. His face was still serious, but it looked a little ridiculous because of the missing nose.

That weak but responsible land is no longer here.

Did he leave, or...

Feeling a little sad in his heart, Zhong Cuo sighed, and just wanted to get up, but his eyes noticed something strange.

On the inner wall on the left side of the small temple, there are some strange traces.A series of purple-black line marks were smeared on the junction of the ground and the wall. The marks were not long, but there were many, roughly a dozen or so, drawn on the ground in a haphazard manner.

It seems that he has never seen such a weird pattern before... Frowning slightly, Zhong Cuo bowed his body and examined it more carefully.

The purple-black color looks like bloodstains.

With this thought in his mind, Zhong Cuo stretched out his hand and wiped a line with his finger.

The line marks are not simply drawn on the ground as he imagined, the marks are slightly sunken, and it seems that a lot of effort was used to draw them.I don't know how many years have passed for these traces, even if it is really blood, it will not have any smell, but just looking at the color, they are indeed somewhat similar.

Strange traces, dim blood... The hand unconsciously swiped hard on the ground, and the tingling sensation caused Zhong Cuo couldn't help grinning - although this small temple is exquisitely made, the ground inside the temple is somewhat Rough, just now he accidentally wiped a bloodstain on the ground with too much force.

After blowing on his hand, the wound healed automatically, and Zhong Cuo turned his gaze to the ground again——the bloodstains just wiped out looked somewhat similar to those marks, but the lines were much thinner than Zhong Cuo's fingers, it seemed... It's like a child, drawing it by hand.

child?

A child, curled up in the small temple, with his back tightly against the wall, his fingers kept sliding on the ground next to him until his fingers ooze blood, until the solid ground was worn out by him...

The tingling sensation at the fingertips became more and more intense, Zhong Cuo frowned, trying to get rid of the weird thoughts in his mind.

...If it was close to the wall, he should be able to see the scene outside the door—what made him so concerned that he turned a blind eye to the pain in his heart?

Don't think about it - pressed his temple hard, and ordered himself by the clock.

He has more important things to do now and shouldn't waste his time here.

"What's wrong with you?" Jin Yang leaned over, "Your face is so ugly—you can rest for a while if you feel uncomfortable."

"No need," Zhong Cuo shook his head, "Let's go."

In the illusion, Jin Fei vowed that one day he would blow up the rock blocking the way.Now outside of the illusion, the rock is really broken—the cracked wreckage of the rock can still be seen on both sides of the path that Jin Yang took with Zhong by mistake.

"Before I was born, there used to be a big rock here." Noticing that Zhong wrongly looked at the gravel, Jin Yang said casually, "But twenty years ago, the rock suddenly cracked, and the way out of the mountain was easy to walk a lot of."

"Why is it cracked?"

"I don't know—the adults in the village don't know either. My mother said that she was pregnant with me not long after the stone was broken. Maybe it indicates that I am a big shot." Jin Yang said happily, "Sun Isn’t that how monkeys are born?”

"Awesome." Zhong Cuo praised casually.

"That's why my aunt gave me the name early, saying that it was decided first, so that I won't be recognized in the future..." Jin Yang sighed, with a sad expression on his face: "It's a pity that she left early. I have only seen her in the photos, Auntie said that Auntie saved me from the disaster, and I will never forget it in my life."

He glanced at the wrong clock, and tried to smile again: "By the way, my aunt is Guizi's mother, you can tell by the name, right?"

"Well - you said she gave you the name?" It seems that Jin Fei also said something similar, the name...

"Ah, this is the tradition of our ghost town." Remembering that Zhong Cuo is not from a ghost town, Jin Yang suddenly realized and nodded, "Here, when a child is named, an adult will give him his own name—one word Both characters are fine, if you are afraid of having the same name, you can change it to a homonym, or use a nickname, it doesn’t really matter anyway.”

"This adult is usually a brother, sister, or good friend of the child's parents. In short, this person should be found very carefully, not just anyone."

The clock stopped at a wrong pace.

name……

"...Everyone knows this rule?"

"I've been reading it in my ear since I was a child. How could I not remember it? Liguan Town outside seems to have similar rules, but it's not as solemn as ours." Jin Yang said with a serious face, "Given the name, that person will be there from now on." It's equivalent to half a father and mother, so you can't be casual."

"Is there any... special meaning?"

—— "Otherwise, how about Xiao Fei?"

Someone once said casually.

"There are quite a lot of meanings, but this is what is generally used," Jin Yang thought for a while, and said, "In plain English, it means...'No matter how many catastrophes you encounter in your life, I will always help you resist'. … ...sounds nice, right?"

After a moment of silence, Zhong Cuo nodded.

"Indeed, it sounds good."

Where Jin Yang couldn't see, his hands clenched into fists.

"Ah, here it is."

Around the last corner of the mountain, a family appeared in front of my eyes.

With his hometown in front of him, Jin Yang couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. He walked a few steps quickly, stood under a big tree at the entrance of the village, and made a wrong pose like "Welcome" towards the clock, exaggerating: "Welcome to the ghost town --How does it feel?"

The clock stopped by mistake.

He silently looked at the village in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Ah Yang? You're back!" A tall, thin man noticed Jin Yang, floated over a few steps, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "I'm done? What about the things I entrusted you to buy?"

That's right, float.

The sunlight fell wantonly into the valley, penetrated the man's body, and made him translucent.

"No, I came back earlier this time..." Jin Yang startled him, and quickly glanced at Zhong Cuo.The man only noticed the clock fault standing at the entrance of the village at this time, he was startled, and the expression on his face gradually turned into extreme disbelief.

"You...you are..."

Zhong Cuo was silent.

"Ghost... king?!!!"