Codex of Powers

There was a long silence, and Pusheng didn't raise his head or speak.

Zimeng looked at him and sighed, and said, "I learned the solution to the curse secretly from that man." It was an answer to his last question.

"Stealing it? What's the matter?" Pusheng raised his head slightly and asked.

"Not long ago, I just happened to meet two people fighting, and then I hid aside and watched, and it happened that one of them used this technique."

"Two people?? What happened in the end? Who lost and who won?" Pusheng asked after regaining some energy.

"The two people were too far away for me to see clearly, but in the end it seemed that something happened, and the two of them temporarily stopped the battle, and went away separately, saying that they will decide who is better in the future."

"Is one of them tall? Wearing a long gray coat with a fan in his hand?"

"I really didn't see this, and they kept moving, so I didn't pay much attention. But one of them was wearing a gray dress, using all illusions." Zi Meng thought for a while, not sure said.But she wondered what was going on now, were they really fighting?Not chatting?

"The man in the gray clothes pulled up a little girl and walked away quickly after the peaceful truce. It seemed that her life was not in danger."

Pusheng looked at her with an unbelievable expression on his face, and asked excitedly: "You mean...that my master is still alive, alive?" Pusheng looked at him like a child with a smile on his face, not knowing Feel the tears flow down.

"I didn't say that, I just said that your master may still be alive, and what I met may be your master or someone similar to him. There may be other people who know this illusion. This illusion has been passed down from the past. Sometimes it’s not just your master. It’s impossible for him to tell you these things. In fact, everything is possible. You can ask them, they may know something that you don’t.”

Pusheng didn't speak, and the excited look just now faded away.Seeing that he didn't respond at all, Zimeng left by himself.After walking for a while, Zimeng began to feel dizzy and couldn't see his feet clearly. He wobbled, lost his footing, and bumped into a tree.Zimeng clutched his chest and began to breathe rapidly.After resting for a while, I started to walk slowly again.

Back in the dormitory, Gao Xia fell down as soon as he opened the door.After a while, Meng came out of his body, saw him slumped on the ground, gently moved him to the bed, leaned over, saw his pale face, and frowned slightly head.

Zimeng leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, his forehead was wet with sweat and his hair flowed down his face, looking in pain.

The next day, Gao Xia woke up in the afternoon, his whole body ached as soon as he moved, and his bones were as soft as ice cream that was about to melt.All the muscles were sore and sore as if they were running [-] kilometers at a sprint speed of [-] meters, and they couldn't move at all.

Gao Xia twisted and looked around, Zimeng was sitting on the other bed in a daze, with the same expression of not caring about his own business.Gao Xia stared at him for a while, Zimeng noticed that he was awake, walked over, and asked concerned: "How do you feel? Can't move?"

"Yeah. It's just a little sore and I can't use my strength." Gao Xia said, before he finished speaking, he saw another head appeared on top of Zimeng's head.That smiling face, the familiar face that he drank a case of beer with yesterday.

"Ahh...!" Gao Xia bounced up all of a sudden, and the pain all over his body rushed over, biting him.Gao Xia bared her teeth and pointed at Pusheng, asking incoherently, "Why...how is he...here? Oh, no. Why are you still here? Could it be that I dreamed everything that happened yesterday? No It might be a dream. After being beaten up in the dream, the whole body hurts, so I can’t justify it.”

Seeing his frightened look, Zimeng smiled slightly and said, "It's okay. He won't do anything to you now."

"What will happen now? Is what happened yesterday true?" Gao Xia asked.

"Hey..." Pusheng approached him, with a smile on his face, and said, "Yesterday was just for fun, don't take it to heart."

"It's just for fun?! It's just for fun, it's too risky. It almost cost us our lives. Yesterday he wanted to kill us, but today he pretended to be fine and came to argue with us, saying it was just for fun." .Where does it look like it's just?" Gao Xia couldn't let go of what happened yesterday, and couldn't let go of him at all. This is too ridiculous, it's like a joke.

"Gao Xia, don't be so afraid of me. We drank together yesterday. You can't forget the time we lived together for so long. We are good brothers." Pu Sheng smiled and rubbed his hands together. It was on his shoulder, but was immediately knocked off by Gao Xia, who also stared at him with disgust.

"Don't look at me like that. Did I really do something wrong?" Pu Sheng pretended to be very hurt, looked at Gao Xia innocently and completely ignorant, and finally saw that Gao Xia ignored him and turned around. He turned his head and stared at Zimeng with pitiful eyes.

Zimeng glanced at them, walked over, patted Gao Xia and said, "Actually, there are good and bad black beams."

"You are the black beam. I am not the black beam. I am an illusionist! Illusionist! Don't compare me with those disgusting guys." Pusheng protested dissatisfied.

"Actually, it's pretty much the same for me." Zimeng said flatly.

"It's different, what's the same? We're very different." Pusheng corrected her words, saying: "We illusionists are very rare, and we can't become acquired, but must be born. If you don't have this illusion You can't become an illusionist without the blood of an illusionist. Do you know what is the most important thing? For an illusionist, it is also the key to determine whether you can become an illusionist."

"What?" Zimeng didn't want to start a conversation at first, but seeing Pusheng's longing eyes, he could only sigh in his heart, and accepted his words without any breath.

"Eyes." Pusheng said mysteriously: "Actually, the most important thing for an illusionist is the eyes. These eyes can deceive everyone, see through the surface of all things, and see the innermost essence."

"Actually, I'm not interested in these things." Seeing Pusheng talking with relish, Zimeng glanced at him expressionlessly and said.

"For those powerful illusionists, with just one look, you lose. But it's hard to reach this level, not all illusionists have this talent, like my master is very powerful, people basically don't know where his people are "Pusheng kept saying, not caring about them at all.

"No one else knows where he is, so how do you know him? You probably haven't seen him in so many years, how can someone as mysterious and powerful as him let others see his appearance casually? Right? Poor his wife, who has been married to him for more than ten years and doesn't know what her husband looks like." Zimeng really likes to complain about him.

"What I'm talking about is that when fighting, I usually act like a normal person. Otherwise, how would I live? Besides, my master is not married yet, and I don't have a teacher's wife." Pusheng said.

Gao Xia listened to their bickering, and often had the urge to strangle them to death.Gao Xia finally found some time between their conversations, and said angrily: "I said, do you want to find a place to sit down, have another cup of tea and chat slowly. Patient, I finally woke up, do you think I was hurt too lightly, and want to kill me completely, if I want to kill me, I just say, I will delay calling home for one minute, and tell my mother the bank card password After that, I will take the initiative to come and die."

"You can't blame me! Who made me think that you were blackened. But Brother Gao Xia, although we know that it is not easy for you to wake up, but it is not morning. If you are willing to get up, I think we can Let's go to dinner." Pu Sheng sat next to him laughing.

To be honest, Gao Xia still can't hate him. Although he knew that he might not be the Wang Xinming he knew, but looking at his familiar movements and warm smile really made him unable to tell the truth from the fake.Still, he decided to accept him, even if he really would still be against him.Hey~

Pusheng helped him up, found him a new piece of clothes to put on, and then waited for Gao Xia to regain some strength before pulling him and Zimeng out for dinner.

Gao Xia's body still didn't have much strength, and he couldn't even walk a bit.Seeing how weak he looked, Pusheng took the initiative to help him, which moved Gao Xia very much.

They found a relatively quiet box and sat down. The waiter who ordered food was a female classmate from their school, and her attitude was very good.

He poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly. After a while, Pusheng came over to chat with Zimeng, and said, "The waiter here is really beautiful, she is my senior."

"Your senior sister, do you know him?" Zimeng asked.

"I don't know, I think we can meet today. What do you think she looks like, is she good-looking?" Pu Sheng asked Zi Meng with his head tilted.Zimeng glanced at him and turned his head, ignoring him.

Pu Sheng was not shocked, he stared at the beautiful woman's back and admired her.Then he leaned close to Zimeng and said something in a low voice.Zimeng, who had a relaxed face, suddenly became serious, and answered him in a low voice after thinking for a while.

Then they whispered in such a low voice, with a volume that Gao Xia couldn't hear clearly.Even if Gao Xia leaned over and listened carefully, he couldn't hear clearly.Gao Xia saw that they were so serious, as if they were discussing something important, so that he could not hear them alone, this was not intentional to exclude him.This made Gao Xia feel a little uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

'Yesterday they were beaten to death, and today they are so affectionate. What happened between the two of them during the period when he was asleep? Gao Xia looked at them for a while, seeing that they still didn't seem to want to drag him into the topic at all, and asked loudly: "What are you discussing? Tell me and let me understand."

"Hey...it's okay." Pusheng immediately turned his head, showing his signature smile, and said, "We're just discussing how I can strike up a conversation with that beautiful waitress later."

Looking at Pusheng's fake smiling face, he couldn't believe that they were discussing this kind of topic even if he was killed.But if others don't want to say it, he can't force him to ask.