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Chapter 26 He loves to talk?nonsense!
The fat man sitting on the bus has been observing the other passengers on the bus.

Besides him, there were four other people in the car.

An old woman, wrapped in a big padded jacket, leaned against the middle seat of the car, with her head down all the time, not knowing what she was thinking.

A girl in her twenties, with long black hair and a shawl, her face was as pale as the white floral skirt she was wearing.

A very tired-looking young man, wearing a shabby overalls, fell asleep leaning against the window.

Then there is a child, wearing very bright red clothes, with double ponytails standing up, holding a schoolbag and looking straight ahead.

Only the driver who was driving, the fat man couldn't see clearly, he just felt that it was pitch black.

After the bus drove for a while, it stopped again, and soon the door opened, and another person got on the bus.

"Fat!"

Hearing someone calling his name, the fat man immediately looked at this person, only to find that the person getting into the car was actually Yan Qilin.

"I'm going, Mian Hulu, where have you been? I wonder why you disappeared when I opened my eyes!"

The fat man was obviously very excited when he saw Yan Qilin, and Yan Qilin also smiled and sat beside the fat man.

"I've been looking for you too, but I didn't expect to meet you in the car."

The appearance of Yan Qilin immediately reassured Fatty a lot, he lowered his voice and said:

"Menhulu, have you noticed that this car is very strange.

There are men, women and children in the car, but their clothes are very old.

It looks like our Dayan Kingdom in the last century, and the season is not right.

The old lady was wearing a padded jacket, but the girl was wearing a floral skirt..."

Hearing what the fat man said, Yan Qilin kept smiling and nodding.

"That's right, it's really weird, there's something wrong with it..."

At this moment, the fat man froze for a moment, then raised his head to look at Yan Qilin with some doubts.

Yan Qilin was still smiling at this moment, looked at the fat man and asked with concern:
"What's wrong with you, are you okay?"

A thoughtful look flickered in Fatty's eyes, then he jumped up suddenly, looked at Yan Qilin and shouted:
"Sun thief, Fat Master almost let you fool me.

What the hell are you! "

However, at the moment when the fat man yelled, his eyes suddenly changed again.

It was pitch black all around, and it was the familiar Longhua Road.

The fat man was not on the bus at all, but was standing next to the 444 bus stop sign.

"woke up?"

When Feng Yun's voice came, the fat man suddenly turned his head to look, only to find that Feng Yun and Yan Qilin were standing behind him.

"Hey, don't move, just say something to prove that you are you!"

The fat man was obviously frightened, for fear that the two in front of him were illusions again.

Feng Yun didn't talk nonsense at all, and stretched out his hand suddenly, the red rope connecting each other quickly tightened, and the fat man grinned in pain.

"Believe it, believe it, don't push it, I really believe it!"

Only then did Feng Yun relax, and the fat man rubbed his fingers frantically, only then did he notice that the red rope connecting the three of them had reappeared.

"Director, I just seemed to..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, Feng Yun nodded:

"I know that you entered the illusion ahead of time, but what I'm more curious about is how did you wake up?"

Facing Feng Yun's question, the fat man pointed to Yan Qilin not far away:

"I got on the No. 444 bus, and then I saw Yan Qilin also got on.

But this guy just laughed at me when he came up, and kept talking.Pure gossip!

Could it be him?It's outrageous! "

Yan Qilin's face was full of black lines when he heard the words, he really didn't expect that the fat man actually used himself to distinguish the hallucination.

"Hey, Chief..."

At this moment, Fatty suddenly noticed that there was a stop sign for bus No. 444 beside the road where they were now.

This surprised the fat man:

"Are we in reality or illusion now? Why did this bus stop sign appear again?"

Facing Fatty's doubts, Feng Yun said in a deep voice:

"Thanks to you, I figured out what kind of method is used by the monster behind this, to attract these people to appear in the wrong place at the wrong time, but they are willing to get in that car.

Everyone sees the illusion differently, you entered the illusion earlier than us, so what you see is also different from us.

Fortunately, there is a red thread connecting them, and cinnabar to lock the orifice. Only after you see through the illusion, will you appear in the illusion where the two of us are. "

The fat man reacted for a long time, and finally figured out what Feng Yun said just now.

"In other words, we are still in the illusion, but this is the illusion of the three of us, or everyone's illusion. Therefore, what we see and hear is the same.

And when I was performing the technique alone, I saw another scene, isn't that right? "

Feng Yun nodded, and looked at Fatty very appreciatively. He had to say that the IQ of the NPC characters in the game in his previous life was unmatched.

Especially Fatty, adaptable, active in thinking, and the setting of not playing cards according to routines is very good.

Feng Yun pondered and said:

"This makes it clear why those missing people, who obviously have no connection with each other, disappeared here.

It's just because they all passed through the cross road, and after they were cast in the extremely dark place of the cross road, they were led to Longhua Road. When they arrived here, they would fall into the illusion that everyone would fall into.

In other words, it means that everyone feels that they are walking on different roads, without even realizing that they have been under the illusion after passing the intersection, and they are still waiting for the bus to go home as usual, but they have arrived at the crossroads without knowing it. Longhua Road, get on the 444 bus.

But... this demon's Taoism is obviously not high, but he can cast different illusions on different people, which is not something that can be done with ordinary abilities.

What is the reason? "

Just as the few people were talking, the road in the distance was once again illuminated by car lights.

"Director, the car is here, what should I do this time?"

Yan Qilin came to Feng Yun's side, staring at the approaching 444 bus in the distance and asked.

"Get in the car! Let's see where this car will take us."

As the No. 444 bus stopped in front of the stop sign again, Feng Yun and the three of them looked at each other and got on the bus one after another.

However, at this moment, on the pitch-black Longhua Road, several figures quickly ran towards this side.

"Strange, I saw them burning paper at the crossroads just now, why are they gone now?"

The one who spoke was Lin Feng and others who had been observing Feng Yun outside.

Their car was parked not far from the intersection, so they saw the three people coming out of Longhua Road, squatting at the intersection and burning paper, and then walked in.

The curious Lin Feng brought his team members in to investigate, only to find that Feng Yun and the others had disappeared.

This made him feel a little puzzled, and he frowned and looked around, but the three of them seemed to have evaporated from the world.

"Group leader, every time I come to this road at night, I feel a little hairy in my heart.

In addition, I saw them burning paper at the intersection earlier, is this place unclean? "

Hearing what the team members said, Lin Feng immediately glared at him:
"Nonsense, pay attention to your status as a prisoner, I don't want to hear such words again!"

But even though Lin Feng said so, his heart was still full of doubts.

The way the three people from the polling bureau handled the case was unprecedented, so why did they burn paper at the intersection in the middle of the night?

After searching around, they couldn't find Feng Yun and the others, so Lin Feng led them back to the crossroads again.

There are still ashes from the burnt paper, and the bland-looking writing brushes scattered on the ground in the ashes...

(End of this chapter)