Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 142: A Lifetime of Togetherness...

Zheng Fan could not give any advice.

He is just an illusion. How do you think an illusion can be so aware that it can say something that can determine someone else's life?

It seems to be possible, but he is not such a casual illusion, he still wants to run away after playing one day, giving advice is impossible. He has never given any advice to Binary Girl and Little Zombie.

The two walked and unknowingly arrived at the town.

I happened to see a camping site where a few men were camping and having fun.

They were grilling skewers and drinking wine, and an old man was playing the ukulele with skillful plucking of the strings and singing a simple and leisurely song.

Doris suddenly stopped and looked at the group of people.

"There are such idle people in the capital. I am really numb to the supernatural phenomena everywhere." said a supernatural illusion.

He looked at Doris who was in a daze beside him, her watery blue pupils reflecting the orange-red flames.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Zheng Fan asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Pfft." Doris couldn't help laughing. Even now, she could only "live" happily in front of Zheng Fan. "A little bit."

"Give me the body and I'll bring you some."

"Not so good."

"That fat uncle was singing and almost threw the barbecue in his hand into the fire. We are rescuing food!"

The brothers who were singing and playing the guitar only felt a gust of wind, but they were in high spirits after drinking so much that they didn't notice that a few skewers of grilled meat were missing.

"Hey! I must have drunk too much. I actually saw a beautiful girl in the wilderness! I was hallucinating!" an uncle laughed.

"You were definitely drunk. Your wife was still at home. You should have seen a real hallucination, not a beautiful girl," his friend joked.

"It could also be an illusion of a beautiful girl, or an illusion of a beautiful girl."

"Does it make any difference?"

Doris ate hot kebabs, something she had never eaten in the convent. The old nuns would never let their children eat that.

In this respect, the old nun's monastery is better than the small white room that only provides nutritional supplements. At least there are decent meals.

But don't expect anything delicious.

"How about it?"

Zheng Fan had just caught several skewers and ate most of them on the way back, leaving one for Doris to taste.

"I've never eaten this before. It's delicious, but there's too much chili and it's too spicy. Also, eating this feels like I'm doing something sneaky." Doris held the skewer in both hands, taking a bite at a time, looking very cautious.

To use a fancy term, it means "having a strong sense of stealing".

"You've had an affair with a hallucination, killed an old woman, and chopped down a lighthouse. Isn't it a little too late for you to feel like you were secretly doing bad things while eating skewers of barbecue?" Zheng Fan couldn't help but hold back.

"The last two things were done by Mr. Music." Doris looked up.

"Use your body to do it." Zheng Fan raised his head.

“So we did this together,” Doris emphasized.

"Ah."

"Let's play the song we composed together until the end, Mr. Music." Doris once again showed that smile that could not be described as enchanting.

"You finish eating first." Zheng Fan lowered his head and evaded the question.

Doris also lowered her head and continued to chew, and at the same time looked thoughtful: "I just had an idea."

"what?"

"Form a band."

"Ah?" Zheng Fanren was stunned. What kind of leap of logic was this?

"I just feel like I can do this and find something that seems worth pursuing," said Doris.

"Your violin style is not suitable." Zheng Fan said. Doris used to prefer classical music. If she formed an orchestra with classical music, then all the children who escaped would not be enough.

"Let's switch it up then," Doris said casually.

"That's blasphemous. Where's your musical aesthetic?"

"After playing "End of the Abbey", I completely let it go."

"That's true." After all, it was a song that he and Zheng Fan created with pure malice to curse the world. That was the real blasphemy.

As Doris was speaking, she finished eating a skewer of barbecue. She threw the skewer back onto the table with great precision, then walked back with Zheng Fan.

"Would Mr. Music like to come along?"

"Girl, are you kidding me? Forming a band to create hallucinations? Will the audience be hallucinated after listening to the music..." Just after he finished speaking, Zheng Fan suddenly thought of something.

Well, no, it would be nice if I could become famous through the band and spread my panic through music. At least the spread of music can easily transcend space and time and radiate to places that the super popular band agency cannot reach for the time being.

It seems like there is some hope. Zheng Fan even has the ability to interfere with people's minds with music that he copied from Doris.

This time, the panic ability needs to be trained, at least to make people who hear the music feel like they are on drugs.

Doris looked at Zheng Fan and suddenly froze while talking, and shouted out.

Zheng Fan raised his finger and said, "Okay, count me in, but I can't be a formal member. I need to figure out how to make a guest appearance."

When Doris heard Zheng Fan agree, she was immediately happy: "Well, we will be together for life..."

Zheng Fan raised his hand: "Don't say that. Also, don't keep talking about your whole life at such a young age. Even hallucinations can't bear such pressure."

Doris heard this and suddenly stretched out her hand to Zheng Fan in a serious manner, reproducing the gesture she had when she invited Zheng Fan to compose the music: "But I was serious at that time."

Zheng Fan was sweating.

Binary Girl's usual subtle way of radiating gravity is far less direct than yours.

"Let's go back and discuss the band's composition first, deal with your friend and that tough guy, and avoid the recent limelight."

Doris looked at Zheng Fan's expression, tilted her head, and smiled again: "Well, okay."

The lamb's meaningful look was terrifying.

……

"That's all."

"So you're going to form a band with Unit 3's lamb?"

"Um, what do you think would be a better name for the band?"

"All hallucinations must die."

"Not bad, the aggression is so strong that you can feel the endless positive energy just by listening to it."

Lin Yilin yawned speechlessly. She had to work overtime so late just for such a trivial matter. It was really enough. Now the subway was closed when she went back.

She glanced at her phone. "The lighthouse collapse is too serious. Most of the related information has exploded. Blackwood Town is a mess. They are conducting a full-scale investigation. However, whether it is the town, the monastery, or the lighthouse, most of the databases have been destroyed, which has significantly increased the difficulty of the investigation."

"Hei Mu did it." Zheng Fan pointed with his finger, and it turned out that Hei Mu really did it.

"But this news has little to do with reality. Most people don't understand it and it's unlikely to be passed on to shake people's hearts."

Zheng Fan listened and nodded.

Lin Yilin added, "In the end, the matter at the monastery is not important at the beginning. However, the criminal records of Linasha are not difficult to verify. No other training center wants to accept the children from the monastery. The current plan is to remove the pseudo-pure white factor from all of them and send them back to Dadu."

"It's pretty good."

"After all, Linasha's model is completely contrary to other training centers. This situation is foreseeable. However, some children with good ratings may choose to be retained for trial training."

Lin Yilin looked at the relevant intelligence that was updated in real time and continued, "As for the chaos caused by the illusion in the town, it is very complicated. Because of this, the town's frontier fantasy factor excavation work was almost paralyzed. Many people's working hours could not even be calculated normally, and the accounts of expenditures and other expenses were not consistent everywhere, which made the Dadu party very anxious."

She put down her phone. "But there's nothing we can do about it. They noticed that a flying machine had left the capital when the accident happened, but they tracked it too late and didn't find any clues. Apart from speculating that the flying machine was the illusion's means of escape, there's no way to find out more."

"Hei Mu was really neat in cleaning up the mess for himself." Zheng Fan couldn't help but say.

"In this way, the matter of the monastery has almost come to an end for us. It was really a complete farce." Lin Yilin lay down directly on the sofa.

"almost."

"In a place like the black world, where the lighthouse stands, black and white intertwine, people's hearts are more easily influenced and interfered with. When did Linasha start to go crazy, whether she knew she was crazy, and how much madness her madness caused, it is hard to count. For me, it is better to be a stable lighthouse bearer."

"Who knows? Her route is not unfeasible. It's just that the old woman used this valuable idea as a means of venting, and it was completely destroyed." Zheng Fan had a different opinion.

Lin Yilin blinked her eyes and said nothing more, "Mr. Illusion, I'm going to sleep. It's too late, so I'll sleep here tonight."

"Hmm? Okay, good night then."

"..."

"what happened?"

"I'm short of a quilt."

"Then call for a quilt?"

"I don't want the quilt if it has covered someone else." Lin Yilin still has prejudice against the quilt spirit.

"You're so picky." Zheng Fan complained. Looking at Lin Yilin's silent gaze, he pondered for a moment and said, "You're not thinking about that kind of thing, are you?"

Lin Yilin didn't say anything, but her calm eyes said it all.

"Well, after all, you have contributed a lot, so just tonight."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)