Dong Rui asked the monk casually: "When you were a child? How long ago was that?"
This guy's face has quite a few nasolabial folds.
"Forty, no, forty-three years ago!"
Everyone didn't answer, but they all said in their hearts: You are wrong.
For such a tiny little boy, the similarity in appearance is purely coincidental and perfectly normal.
Unexpectedly, the monk still stared at the boy: "He drowned in Yaozi Lake when he was six years old. He was so big! Did you see the butterfly-shaped red scar on his left temple? He fell on a hoe when he was a child and did not die, but
Leave such a mark."
Sure enough, there was an old scar on the boy's face. It looked like it was caused by trauma that had not been healed properly.
The more the monk thought about it, the more something was wrong. He walked over to the boy and said, "What's your name?"
The boy was not intimidated and replied generously: "Now."
The monk's face became even more ugly: "What kind of village is this?"
"Yu Cun." The boy smiled, "As for the 'Yu'!"
The members of the Huan Sect all had good ears. When they heard the name "Yucun", they all looked at each other.
What is the connection between the real world and the fantasy world?
The monk asked again: "Where are your family members?"
At this time, the wooden door creaked open, and a farmer came out, standing next to the boy, looking at the monk warily.
"This is my father." Yu Xian raised his head and said, "I lost my mother a long time ago."
And his father asked the monk: "Are you the guards of Nichirin City? What happened when you came here?"
The monk shook his head and didn't answer. He walked back numbly and murmured: "His name is indeed Yu Xian!"
His playmate who drowned when he was young appears in a village in the real world. Could this be a coincidence?
Forty-three years have passed. Why has this boy named Yu Xian not grown up? Why is he still six or seven years old?
The monk couldn't help but turn around and saw the father and son still standing there looking at him.
"In the fantasy world, I remember that Yu Xian was dependent on his mother, and his father died very early!"
But here, Yu Xian has his father standing next to him, and his mother died early.
It's exactly the opposite of the fantasy world.
"How did you die?"
"Lung, consumption."
Dong Rui glanced at Elder Liu and knew that he would not get the answer from him, so he asked He Lingchuan in a low voice: "What's going on?"
He Lingchuan did not answer, but asked the monk: "In the fantasy world, is Yu Xian's mother still alive?"
"Alive, at least before last night." The monk replied, "I saw her going to the market half a month ago."
He Lingchuan looked at Dong Rui and said only three words:
"The Upside Down Sea."
Doesn't the name of this cave remind everyone from the beginning that the key point lies in the word "upside down"?
"I thought the word 'upside down' refers to the formation... I didn't expect it to mean life and death." Dong Rui's voice became smaller and smaller, "Forget it. You mean, the people who died in the fantasy world were actually
Came here?"
He also noticed that one did not have to drown in Yaozi Lake to come here, because Yu Xian's father obviously did not drown.
Aunt Zhu added: "These dead people don't know they are dead yet."
The villagers lived as usual, farming and raising their children without any delay.
When everyone saw this clearly, the pastoral song in front of them was filled with a spooky atmosphere.
Dong Rui even thought of the reverse Tiangang formation. The front formation and the reverse formation were actually symmetrical and complementary, and no formation could exist independently.
So, does the life and death of the Upside Down Sea cycle repeatedly in the real world and the illusion array?
Stop it, stop it, this idea is wrong. He reminded himself that Qian Huan should not be capable of this.
"What is life and what is death?" He Lingchuan suddenly asked, "Do you think they are alive in the fantasy world and dead in this world? What if the facts are reversed?"
He kicked a stone away from the ground and said, "Don't forget, Elder Liu said that this is the real world."
"Hey, hey, please speak like a human being!" Dong Rui's head started to buzz, and he started to feel pain again, "Don't imitate Qian Huan's tricks!"
Earlier in Wenhui Pavilion, Qian Huan and He Lingchuan were having a heated exchange, talking about boundaries and rules, but he heard that they were specious.
What does plausibility mean? It means that at first glance, it seems that he understands it twice, but when he thinks about it more carefully, no, he actually doesn't understand.
He Lingchuan smiled: "You come to the real world, and Yu Xian talks about the grief of losing his mother; you go to the fantasy world, and Yu Xian's mother talks to you about the grief of losing her husband and her son. Which one do you believe? Or, which one do you think?
Is one real?"
"Uh..." Dong Rui scratched his head, it was hard to answer.
Wan Qiliang from behind suddenly said: "Both of them are true."
He Lingchuan asked him: "Why?"
"Their emotions are real to themselves."
He Lingchuan snorted: "So the boundary between true and false emotions lies in the speaker himself?"
When the leader asked this question, Wan Qiliang was a little confused. He hesitated and nodded cautiously.
Wang Fubao chuckled: "Idiot, you have been fooled! If the people telling you stories may not be true, do you think their emotions are true?"
Now, it was Wan Qiliang's turn to scratch his head.
He Lingchuan smiled: "The person himself may be real, but the memory may not be. Yu Xian believes that his mother died of tuberculosis, but she is clearly living in the illusion world. Where do you think this memory about the cause of death came from?"
If the memory as the carrier is wrong, can the emotion still be real?
After hearing this, the Heijiajun's brain was completely confused.
He Lingchuan ignored them, suddenly walked up to Elder Liu and asked an unrelated question:
"Why does the Silver Pearl Fruit only grow in the illusion world? Those who come to this world with the Silver Pearl Fruit from the illusion world will not be able to return if they do not go back within a quarter of an hour."
On the shore of the upside-down lake in the real world, there are no glowing silver-beaded fruit trees, only ordinary pear trees. This is what Elder Liu and the real Jieshui captured by He Lingchuan confessed. Previously, at the lighthouse on the lakeside, it heard a few birds coming in.
The monster from Yaozi Lake came back to report to Bai Ziqi.
Therefore, people who come to the real world from the illusion world cannot get the Silver Pearl Fruit here, and naturally they cannot return to the illusion world.
Elder Liu shook his head: "Only the Immortal Master knows this answer."
So, this is Qian Huan’s intentional design to only give people in the fantasy world a one-way ferry ticket?
Does He not want people in this world to go to the illusion world?
He Lingchuan nodded and asked no more questions.
The Huanzong team continued to move forward, only to find that they encountered many villages and towns along the way, the number of which was at least four to five times that of the Huanjing world. They even passed by two small towns. There were all kinds of businesses in the city, and they were lively and lively.
There can be 30,000 to 50,000 people.
There are 100,000 people in the twin cities. This number has exceeded the total living residents of the fantasy world before the invasion of the demons.
When they climbed halfway up the mountain and overlooked the big city in the center of the island, everyone was even more surprised, because the scale of this city seemed to be at least several times larger than Silver Pearl City.