Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 169: Believe in Qin Shi Huang?

"The Changsheng Society was messed up?"

Tikman didn't sleep well that night, but when the sun rose, he saw the ceiling, which looked familiar from a few years ago, which made him feel a little relaxed.

Then, just as he emerged from his bedroom, he received unexpected news from Doris.

Doris nodded slightly at his surprised question.

"..." After Tikman was stunned for a while, he looked at Doris and said, "Were you in the living room last night? Didn't you go to rest?"

Doris nodded and shook her head: "A little while."

"What about the illusion?"

"He came back at dawn, told me what happened, and then left." Doris patted the hand puppet at her waist.

Tikman nodded, thought for a moment and asked, "Did it do this?"

"perhaps."

"Thank you."

"It wasn't me, I didn't do anything." Doris denied.

"But you and it are together. No matter whether he is really helping me or just doing it casually, you must have your reasons. Of course, you can also help convey it to me if you have the chance." Tikman waved his hand.

As for the illusion that could destroy the Changsheng Society, even if it was just a main store, Tickman was not surprised. After all, it was a terrifying illusion that could cut off the lighthouse.

No matter how powerful the Changsheng Society is, can it be more powerful than the Lighthouse?

Doris didn't continue the topic and turned to the next one: "Are you leaving?"

"Yes, let's leave. Although I am a little worried about Bidok, I have to ensure the safety of Clea and Nim before that." Tikman's thinking was clear.

"Any ideas?" Doris asked.

"No, we discussed it last night and decided that we should go somewhere far away to be on the safe side. I hope Nim can complete his studies. He should go to school at his age." Tikman shook his head and said distressedly.

"Would you like to go back together?" Doris invited at this time.

"what?"

"All of us lack experience of living in a big city, and we have a lot of things to do next, so we need a reliable person to act as our agent. Gao Song and I think Mr. Tickman is a good fit. But you have your own life, and we can't invite you rashly before we understand your situation. And we really can't offer too much compensation for the time being." Doris spoke in a light tone and at a leisurely pace.

After listening to this, Tikman was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said excitedly: "Of course! I'm happy to help you!"

What a joke!
Remuneration and other things are good in any case. Following Doris and Gao Song, there is no need to worry about safety. Not to mention their own strength, there are both powerful and humane illusions behind them.

As for the conditions, he had also started from scratch at the bottom of the gray block, and was just doing it again.

Safety is the most important!
"Thank you for your help." Doris nodded politely, but then she said, "But I can't leave right away. I have to stay here for a while. Of course, for safety reasons, let's move to the white block next to us. Ms. Claire seems to have said that your friend has temporary accommodation there."

"Okay, okay." Tikman had no objection. He could take this opportunity to investigate what happened to Bidok recently. He always felt that there was something more complicated behind this matter.

……

"Miss, here's your 'any brandy will do'." The bartender knocked on the door of the box.

After getting a response from inside the room, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Whoosh!
The fluttering red line suddenly passed in front of the bartender. He moved the tray down accurately to avoid the brandy and the glass from being cut. He didn't even blink and his expression didn't change when the red line passed a few centimeters in front of his eyes.

"Oh, sorry, just put it on the table." Jiang Si, who had finished dancing, turned around and with a bend of his fingers, he collected all the scattered red threads.

The bartender took a look around the room. Apart from a few empty bottles and glasses on the table that had been cut, he was very careful not to damage the sofas, walls and the like.

He stepped forward, placed the wine and glass on the table, and prepared to leave quietly.

But before leaving, he couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, are you dancing?" "Yes, practicing. I need to catch this feeling when inspiration bursts out." Jiang Si roughly cut the mouth of the wine bottle, then held the bottle in his mouth and tilted his head back to let the wine flow down like a funnel.

"You dance very well." The bartender thought for a moment and praised.
Jiang Si lowered his head and took the bottle: "Thank you."

After a brief exchange, the bartender left, closing the door softly.

Jiang Si put the wine aside: "You dance well..."

Looking at the empty box, she pulled out all the dancer puppets that she had hidden away. It was a pity that she couldn't store the living puppets from last night using her special red thread, so she had no choice but to scrap most of them.

The remaining few can only be temporarily hidden somewhere else in case of emergency.

He pulled a puppet and took a few steps, then slowly stopped.

Looking at the empty corpse in front of him, Jiang Si was silent for a long time.

Click.

Twist the puppet's head off.

The puppet's body fell down. Jiang Si looked at the head in his hand, comparing it with the figure and face in his memory. Finally, he let go and dropped the head and caught it back with the string.

"Last night, my heart was moved again."

she whispered.

"It was just an illusion that seemed easy to deal with, but it became more and more like this."

She picked up the bottle and took another swig for herself.

That peaceful head, that graceful dancing posture, the throbbing in the heart, even if the murderous intent caused by irritability has just been vented, it can't help but regenerate in the dance of recalling memories, and another kind of strange spreading warmth permeates the thoughts.

What a mess, what a mess.

Xicai, can you explain clearly what this feeling is?

Love and Chaos...

"Is it fun?" While thinking, she remembered the question Zheng asked her in return.

As Jiang Si swayed, he slowly hugged his head and covered his face.

"It's so fun, hehe..."

……

Lin Yilin woke up on time as usual, and her stomach still felt uncomfortable.

Zheng Fan poured her a glass of water. What a pity, he should have brought the coffee machine with him, since it can be used without being plugged in. Zheng Fan couldn't tell Lin Yilin about this 300 ml glass of ultra-pure boiled water worth 100 yuan.

Lin Yilin was drinking water to relax her body. Zheng Fan took Lin Yilin's mobile phone, fiddled with it for a while, and then returned it to her.

"I found something interesting while wandering around outside last night."

Lin Yilin opened the extra documents on her phone and looked at them with confusion.

"It's a baiting illusion, for sure." After reading it, she quickly gave her answer, "But the way it spreads the bait is smarter. It also cooperates with humans, but on a larger scale and with a more sophisticated method. It makes unsuspecting people come to it and accept the bait. In other words, immortality and eternal youth are the biggest bait."

"It's so easy to fool people these days."

"Immortality is not that exaggerated compared to destroying the world." Lin Yilin glanced at Zheng Fan and said.

"Really? Hmm, it seems to be true. I've been misled after reading too many novels." Zheng Fan touched his chin and thought for a while, and found that Lin Yilin was right.

Would you rather believe that a person will not grow old and die, or believe that a person can blow up the world with his bare hands?
Of course, you can also choose not to believe it and give Qin Shihuang fifty yuan.

(End of this chapter)