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Chapter 42 True and False

How to distinguish between reality and illusion? If this stone chamber and the prophecies in the prophet's stone box are all illusions created by corpse-scented konjac, when did this illusion begin?
I think my brain is a bit unable to cope with such a complicated problem. It would be great if I could help analyze it. My brain and the fat man’s combined brains are not even half as strong as hers.
However, I think that the corpse-scented konjac created hallucinations and caused us to kill each other, which is just speculation. The magic flower is really powerful. The scene on the stone beam in the ghost cave is still shocking to me, but I am not 100% sure.
Believing that the prophet's prophecies are traps.
The fat man saw that I was distracted again, so he pushed me: What's wrong, Old Hu, why are you always looking at this American girl recently? I can't deal with it any more.
I asked the fat man to look at Professor Chen and lean down to ask you that your grandpa was also a prostitute before he went to the United States. His words are baseless. How can I believe you?
He stared at me and said bitterly: Thief, believe it or not, I have my grandfather's relics hanging around my neck. You can tell just by looking at it.
Could it be that the relic was a gold-touching charm? Sure enough, I saw two necklaces hanging around her neck. I stretched out my hand to pull it out and saw that one was a cross, and the other was indeed a gold-touching charm made from the claws of Sichuan Mountain Armor.
This thing is extremely secretive in the world. Not everyone has a tomb robber. Even most of the tomb robbers have never seen this thing. Objects are distinguished by people. The value of the golden talisman itself is not valuable.
On the ground, rag pickers may be too lazy to pick it up, but for tomb robbers passed down from generation to generation, this is a priceless treasure, which symbolizes a kind of qualifications.
I picked up the gold-touching talisman and looked at it carefully. It would be hard to compare with others, and it would be hard to throw away when comparing goods. Compared with her gold-touching talisman, the two gold-touching talismans that Big Gold Tooth gave to me and the fat man were simply unacceptable.
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The gold-touching talisman is an antique from the Later Han Dynasty at a glance. The two seal characters on the talisman are "touching gold". The strokes are vigorous and simple, with an ancient meaning. They are made of the sharpest claws of the Sichuan Mountain beetle. They are as faint as black crystal.
It is transparent and shows no signs of wear despite its age. There is a circle of gold thread locked at the base of the claws, and the whole body is engraved with flying tiger patterns to ward off evil spirits.
Comparing the two pieces that Fatty and I got with this one, we can tell whether they are genuine or fake. They are obviously artificially aged, and the material selection and craftsmanship cannot be compared. Damn it, the grandson of Big Gold Tooth, is fooling us with fakes.
I said why has it never worked before?
I held the golden charm in my hand and looked at it for a long time. I couldn't put it down and couldn't bear to put it down. I really didn't want to give it back to her.
He shouted: "Pay me back quickly. It's okay if you want to kill me. You also want to make money together, but it won't work."
I put the golden talisman back on my neck and said: Since your grandpa is also a rebel, why do you call us stinky thieves one by one? Didn't you even scold your grandpa? There is a reason for treating you like this.
He told her the prophecy of the stone painting on the stone box on the second floor in detail, and finally said to her: All this may be an illusion of death caused by the corpse-scented konjac, but I can’t let you go until it’s confirmed.
After hearing this, his face softened slightly: Then think of something quickly. Do you think it is comfortable to be tied up by you? Let me have a taste of it later.
I stood up and walked a few steps back and forth in the room, staring at the stone paintings on the second floor of the stone box. I really didn't dare to act rashly. If this prophecy was not an illusion, but true, then if I didn't kill anyone, I would open it without killing anyone.
On the second floor of the stone box, the evil spirit will appear soon and kill everyone. I feel more uncomfortable now than stepping on a landmine. If I step on a landmine, I will blow myself up. Is this prophecy true or false? It affects four lives. It is true.
Hard to decide.
Professor Chen was crazy and a bit suspicious, so I had to discuss it with the fat man. I told him all my inferences. I knew that he could not be of much help, but I still hoped to find someone to share the pressure on my shoulders.
The fat man nodded after hearing this: "What the hell, that's what happened. I understand. You are worried that we are still in the illusion created by that dog-tailed flower. You should have told me earlier. For such a big deal, I will give it to you right away."
Solved.
I wondered: You can tell that this is no joke, but it is not a joke. If we make a wrong move, we will lose the whole game.
The fat man didn't say anything. He raised his hand and slapped me in the face. He slapped me quickly. I was unprepared and was hit hard. My face was burning with pain.
I was about to do it, but I heard the fat man ask: "How does it hurt?"
I rubbed my face: Damn it, my son hit me and turned against you. Does it still hurt? I’ll slap you and you will know if it hurts. As soon as I finished speaking, I immediately thought, yes,
If we can feel pain, we are not in an illusion. It seems that we are not controlled by the corpse-scented konjac.
I turned around and wanted to press for more questions. I saw that the stone paintings on the second layer of the stone box had changed. I quickly went over to take a closer look, only to see that the three stone paintings slowly blurred and disappeared, leaving only blank ones.
A small stone box with a lid and sealed with cowhide paint to preserve the valuables inside for a long time.
Looking at the first layer of stone boxes, there is no change at all. Each one is a prophet's prediction. In the end, it is still a stone painting with four people opening the first layer of stone boxes.
What is going on? Is it true or false? I pulled the fat man over and asked him to see what was on the second layer of the stone box. The fat man said it should just be the three stone paintings.
I raised my hand and gave him a slap: Look again, are there any stone paintings?
The fat man covered his face and said: It's gone now. It's really a ghost. Let me see what the hell is in here. After saying that, he stretched out his hand and opened the second layer of the stone box.
I was shocked and said: Your hand was too fast. I only let you take a look and didn't let you do anything else. However, after the second layer of the stone box was opened, nothing happened. The four people were all fine and no evil spirits were born.
The matter of murder.
Based on my experience, I can surmise that our vision was indeed controlled by the corpse-scented konjac just now. The power of this magic flower is far beyond our estimation. It is not only able to create illusions on the stone beams of the ghost cave.
At that time, I wanted to rush across the stone beam to rescue Sa Di Peng, but I fell into its hallucination trap. Then Fatty and I rescued me. At that time, I looked back and saw that the petals of the corpse-scented konjac, which were originally closed together, were all open.
Open, facing us.
From that time on, the scope of the hallucination of corpse-scented konjac expanded. After our searchlights were extinguished, many black snakes appeared. Judging from the situation at that time, two of the five of us could not move. Under the siege of the snakes, we actually
It was a miracle that no one was bitten by the snakes. Now it seems that those snakes are all false illusions.
The corpse-scented konjac created the illusion of being attacked by so many black snakes in order to force us into the cracks in the mountain and bury ourselves alive inside. Unexpectedly, we escaped further and further into the cracks and accidentally escaped into the tomb of the prophet.
Although this Stone Demon Flower is powerful, the scope of its control has its limit after all. It is too far away from us and can no longer create too powerful illusions, so it changed the simplest structure of the stone painting to tempt us to kill each other.
Moreover, the scary thing about corpse-scented konjac is that it does not create illusions through people’s five senses. As long as you take a look at it and remember its alluring color, you will be confused by it within a certain distance.
The further away, the less powerful the illusion becomes.
Even if one or two people survive in the end, they will have a mental breakdown because they killed their companions with their own hands. Then no one will ever know the secret of Queen Jingjue. How damn vicious.
At this time, the fat man had already taken out the contents of the second stone box. It was an ancient book made of sheepskin. I estimate that the prophet's revelations, the lost ancient kingdom of Jingjue, and the secrets of the ghost cave are all in this book.
In the book. Book alliance
Chapter completed!
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