He remembered what Bai Hedongzi said before. The illusion here is different from the outside world. The illusion can be materialized, which means that the system can be immune to the mental attack of the illusion, but if the entity is fabricated, the system can be immune, but his eyes
Can still see it.
It was not that the system failed. On the contrary, precisely because the system blocked all mental attacks, he could see everything on the 18th floor, whether it was reality or fantasy.
"I got separated from Bai He. Where is this road going?"
Li Xiaobai looked around. The houses and streets were all the same, and he couldn't tell the direction.
"It's a good time to be separated. I'll take this opportunity to find Second Senior Sister. Mr. Yu's words just now are enough to confirm that Second Senior Sister is here!"
Yang Chen's voice came and said.
"Yes, this road is different from that of Baihe Boy. If you go down, you will probably meet other prisoners."
Li Xiaobai nodded and continued walking along the road. Yang Chen only established a connection with him in his mind. He could only roughly perceive the outside world and could not clearly distinguish between illusion and reality. He could only explore it by himself. Fortunately, there was nothing on this level.
The attack power is completely aimed at mental attacks.
There was a deserted area ahead, with fewer and fewer houses. Li Xiaobai smelled the smell of rotting corpses of insects. This smell was very familiar. He had smelled it in the abandoned fields just now.
When he looked up, his body trembled, he saw a thatched house standing there quietly, with the three characters "Mr. Fish" written on the plaque at the door. At some point, he came around again.
"Emotions don't go astray, they go in the opposite direction."
"That's good. Mr. Yu seems to know the existence of the fifth person. Maybe we can find traces of the second senior sister by asking him."
Li Xiaobai stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"The door is unlocked, just come in."
A familiar drake voice came from inside the house.
"Senior, I'm sorry for disturbing you."
Li Xiaobai pushed open the door and walked in. The man on the bed was still reading a book, making tut-tut sounds from time to time.
"It's you. Didn't you come here just now? What happened this time? Where is Bai He?"
Mr. Yu glanced sideways at Li Xiaobai and asked with a lack of interest.
"God has gone ahead to find other prisoners. He ordered me to ask you what you meant by the five people you just mentioned."
Li Xiaobai's face didn't change, and he talked nonsense seriously.
"Um?"
"Didn't he not believe it and change his mind halfway?"
"As expected of Ksitigarbha's most capable general, his brains are much brighter than those of ordinary people. Five people are five people. Literally, there are five living beings in this eighteenth level of hell."
Mr. Fish stared at Li Xiaobai with a playful expression.
Li Xiaobai continued to ask: "Where is he? Is he a boy or a girl? How did he get in?"
"It's a woman. I should ask you how she got in. Prisoners also have human rights. It was agreed that four people would be detained in four corners on the 18th floor without risking their lives. What does it mean that there is one more person out of thin air?"
"If your lives are threatened, you guys will go berserk."
Mr. Yu dropped the book and said with an angry expression.
"woman?"
"Where is she? I'll deal with it later. No need to worry."
Li Xiaobai nodded and continued to ask.
"I don't know where she lives. She always appears suddenly and then disappears suddenly. It's very mysterious."
"But when you just realized that this was a woman, your eyes unconsciously shifted a few points to the lower left corner, and your breathing briefly stagnated. Although your energy and blood were very stable, it was enough to explain the problem. You came here on your own, and with
Bai He has nothing to do with it, and you are not Bai He's follower, you are here to find someone."
Mr. Yu's eyes were glaring: "Just now you were poking your head outside the house, and I could see at a glance that you don't look like a good person."
"It is indeed an order from the Great White Crane. Otherwise, how could I have wandered around?"
"Senior is worrying too much. I asked you to come and say hello out of consideration for your safety."
Li Xiaobai smiled and said, looking as calm as an old dog, but inside he was panicking, his superb acting skills were seen through.
As expected, none of the big guys locked up here are easy to deal with. They are all human beings with empty eyelashes.
"He is a good trickster, and he didn't show any flaws until the moment he was discovered. It's a pity that the candle in your hand went out, and you must have been separated from Bai He."
"Even if I have doubts, Bai He will not let you come alone. Likewise, if you know who I am, you will definitely not put yourself in danger."
"But it doesn't matter. I just finished writing a piece of calligraphy. You can evaluate it. If it's good, I'll tell you where the woman is."
Mr. Yu carefully picked up a calligraphy set from the bed and placed it on the desk.
"It's good. You should carefully observe and appreciate the writings written by seniors."
Li Xiaobai stepped forward to check. Mr. Fish was not affected by the illusion and was not sure whether he could display his original strength. He did not dare to retreat rashly.
After squinting at the pen and ink on the desk, I realized that this was not a poem or song, but an article that told a complete story.
Reading the densely packed small characters gave him a headache. He had not read a book since he entered the world of immortality.
The most I read is to express public opinions in newspapers and periodicals and guide the trend.
"Seniors are well-informed, but this is still a classical Chinese article. I have read little, so I will read it carefully."
Li Xiaobai looked over line by line.
"In today's world, Chinese learning is late, literary and cultural circles are in decline, and wealthy families are drinking and eating. Even if I eat meat every day, I can be considered half of the wealthy family. Unfortunately, there is a ruined temple, a poor Taoist priest, and insufficient incense offerings. It is difficult to guarantee that the weather will be smooth down the mountain..."
"You have been here for three hundred years to look for meat, and take half a day..."
"..."
The story of Mr. Fish is about a Taoist priest who was stationed in the mountains. He got a piece of meat for no reason. He only ate half of it every day and slept for one night. The piece of meat would automatically grow half of it the next day. If things go on like this, the Taoist priest would have meat every day.
Eat, you will be full of energy and stay young-looking.
People in the mountains regard Taoist priests as living gods.
Li Xiaobai rubbed his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he finally understood. The story was not finished yet. The short page only briefly introduced the Taoist priest's strange experience.
"The literary talent of my predecessors is outstanding, and the younger generation admires me, but it is difficult to compare with him."
Li Xiaobai wanted to give him a few compliments and flatter him, but suddenly he realized that Mr. Yu did not listen to him. Instead, his eyes were fixed on his forehead, and he was swiping pen and ink in his hand, as if he was recording something.
At the same time, Yang Chen shouted anxiously: "Junior brother, why don't you speak? What's going on outside? I can feel what he did to you. Can you still move freely?"
"Senior, what are you writing?"
Li Xiaobai was surprised. He found that he could not move any part of his body and kept in the uncomfortable posture of bending over to read. Moreover, half a stick of incense passed by without him realizing it!
"Stop arguing, let me read your story. I didn't expect that you are actually a monk who specializes in cultivating the body. You have ideas. I like unique personalities!"
Mr. Yu looked impatient. He stretched out his hand and swiped his face a few times, and there was a sound of pages turning.
Li Xiaobai was horrified, his memory was being read, his experiences turned into pages, being watched by Mr. Fish!