From time to time, she reached out and rubbed her head - her head was almost blown open by Su Anran.
"You still don't believe that you are a canine." Su Anran looked at Qingyu angrily, "Do you know? Your situation is called a character breakdown."
Su Anran thought that when she first met Qingyu, although she acted a bit silly and cute, and he revealed the truth with just one sentence, at least in subsequent contacts, she still had a relatively calm and calm personality. Of course, maybe
Because of her status and family background, she still has some innocence and a little arrogance, but it is basically harmless. Just because she is so good-looking, her personality charm is still very high.
But now?
Her aloofness and arrogance disappeared, and she began to bite people regardless of her image.
Su Anran's right hand was bitten by her just now, and now the two rows of teeth marks on it are still very clear.
Facing Su Anran's ridicule, Qingyu still lowered her head and kept muttering: "Can't you hear it, can't you hear it, can't you hear it..."
"Don't think pretending to be dead will help. I'm telling you, you're in trouble."
“Can’t hear, can’t hear, can’t hear…”
"Qingyu, you are a pig!"
There are veins popping out.
"You're a magic genius, but I don't know how powerful your spells are. I think a pig might be able to learn a spell better than you."
There seems to be one more vein.
"So, it seems that I shouldn't call you a pig, otherwise it would be like insulting a pig?"
There are more than one or two bulging veins.
"It is said that a gentleman talks but never does it. Looking at it this way, you are indeed a person who is well versed in the way of a gentleman."
Qingyu looked at Su Anran angrily, gnashing her teeth. Unfortunately, Su Anran did not turn around and look at Qingyu, so Qingyu could only stare at Su Anran's back and get angry. If she hadn't been unable to defeat Su Anran, she would have been there long ago.
He beat Su Anran to death, so he had no choice but to imagine in his mind how to hang Su Anran up and beat him.
And Su Anran, after saying so many words to deliberately irritate Qingyu, saw that she still didn't respond, so she turned her head and looked at Qingyu.
But all I saw was an inexplicable look of pride on Qingyu's face, smiling like a fool.
Su Anran used her toes to figure out what Qingyu was doing, so she struck directly with a knife.
"Ouch!" Qingyu, who was in pain, immediately came to his senses and glared at Su Anran fiercely, "What are you doing! I didn't bite you again!"
"Don't think that I don't know what's going on in your mind." Su Anran squinted at Qingyu with cold eyes, "We have used the phantom soul rope together before. Another function of that thing is that it is similar to Buddhism's other mind, or you
The art of magic is often referred to as the Heart Seal Technique, so I know what you are thinking."
A trace of panic flashed in Qingyu's eyes, but she still said firmly: "Impossible! Why haven't I heard of it! You are talking nonsense!"
Of course Su Anran is talking nonsense.
The phantom soul lead can only have this effect when it is being held. At this time, they were not holding the thing, so Su Anran naturally had no way of knowing what Qingyu was thinking.
However, with Qingyu's bright and childlike character, Su Anran could guess it right.
"So you have no common sense. You don't even know the basic function of the phantom soul rope. How dare you call yourself a genius? You know everything?" Su Anran looked at Qingyu with disdain, "You were just thinking about how to beat me for revenge.
So, right?"
Qingyu's eyes were not panic, but she was really panicked: "I, I, I... I was wrong! Stop hitting me on the head!"
"Huh." Su Anran didn't really hit Qingyu. He felt that the little fox's inner shadow was already quite large. "I'm telling you, you'd better think less about it. You have nothing to worry about now." As soon as the tail is raised, I know what it is going to pull."
Qingyu's face turned red with embarrassment, and she looked filled with grief and anger, but she didn't know what to say.
In the end, she could only hold back two words: "Vulgar!"
"Can Wenya be eaten?" Su Anran squinted at Qingyu, "You are Wenya, but you may not be able to beat me? So what's the use of being Wenya? Haven't you demon clan always believed in strength, whoever has the biggest fist will win Who do you listen to?"
Qingyu, who was rendered speechless by Su Anran, realized for the first time that her eloquence was so bad.
She remembered that in the clan, and even in the Demon Alliance, she was known for her ability to speak and argue.
But why was she speechless in front of Su Anran?
Qingyu glanced at the butcher behind Su Anran, and in the end could only attribute it to the psychological shadow of that sword.
This made Qingyu very suspicious, where did Su Anran get that weapon?
Although it was a little noisy along the way, whether it was Su Anran or Qingyu, their attention was more focused on this black world.
This floating island has fallen into complete silence. The sky is gloomy, but it is not dark, and the visibility is not as low as the no-return path. The earth is scorched black, and it is also full of various cracks and cracks. Su Anran and Qingyu often seemed to be able to go straight ahead of the fault, but when they got closer, they were shocked to find that in front of them was a huge crack with a width of more than a hundred meters.
For this reason, the two of them had to take frequent detours, and in the later stage they even followed these cracks and faults.
Su Anran has discovered that in this world of consciousness, their perceptions are completely distorted, including the perception of the flow of time.
So they don't know when it is morning and when it is night.
They would only lie down to rest when they were exhausted from walking, and only when they were extremely hungry would they stop to eat.
The rest of the time, Su Anran's only impression is to keep moving forward.
After repeating this break for about six times, Su Anran and Qingyu finally saw something different on this endless black land.
It was a dead forest.
The woods are not very vast.
However, Su Anran couldn't tell how big this forest was through simple visual inspection.
But he knew that if this land hadn't died, this forest would have been spectacular.
Each of the trees in the forest is almost thirty meters tall and has countless branches. But at this time, with the death of the earth, these trees have completely dried up and become charred black. It seems as if this forest has experienced a A thunderstorm struck all the trees to death.
Qingyu just touched one of the big trees with her hand. Under the influence of external force, the big tree turned into ashes and scattered with the wind.
Su Anran noticed that Qingyu's face suddenly looked a little sad, and there was a tear in the corner of her eye.
"Don't touch these trees." Although Su Anran didn't know the specific situation, she also knew that this situation was extremely abnormal.
Because before Qingyu touched the big tree, her face was filled with an excited smile - that was because they finally saw a different scenery on this land.
"I...I know..." Qingyu's voice was choked, "These trees are all dead memories. They...are telling sadness."
After hearing Qingyu's words, Su Anran was even more afraid to touch these dead trees.
He could see that Qingyu's memory had obviously been assimilated.
It is different from the assimilation when eating apples before. It just adjusts the frequency of one's soul to be the same as the rules of this world, and will not be rejected by the power of special laws unique to this world. But what these dead trees bring
Assimilation is different. It is to forcibly integrate all the memories of the Great Sage Mirage into the mind of the toucher. It is equivalent to letting the toucher personally experience the memories experienced by the Great Sage Mirage. It is a kind of
Really empathize!
So if one touches these dead trees too many times and is instilled with too many memories of the Great Sage Mirage, will this person still be able to remain himself?
Su Anran believed that with Qingyu's sensibility, she might never think of herself as Qingyu again - the best outcome might be schizophrenia?
However, this behavior is not entirely without benefits.
In the process of being assimilated by the memory of the Great Sage of the Mirage, because it empathizes with it, it is actually equivalent to gaining the training experience of the Great Sage of the Mirage - if an ordinary demon monk comes here, after discovering this
After a while, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear this temptation.
After all, it is the instinct of all monsters to become stronger, even if they know that the risks are extremely high.
Because of Qingyu's family background, she might still be able to endure this temptation. If it were Black Dog...
Su Anran thought for a while, I'm afraid the picture was a bit beautiful, but he didn't dare to look at it.
"I heard that monks have the idea of seizing one's body and being reborn. Is it the same with you monsters?" Su Anran spent a long time looking at Qingyu - mainly because the perception of the flow of time was distorted, so he didn't know how long it took.
——Qingyu, who had finally calmed down, couldn't help but ask.
"Only you, the human race, have the idea of rebirth by taking a body and resurrecting the soul by ghost cultivators." Qingyu was silent for a moment, and her eyes looking at the woods seemed very complicated, "We, the demon race, do not have such means. It's just...
…Although the forms are different, they actually have some common essential characteristics.”
"What do you mean?" Su Anran didn't understand.
"The Great Sage Mirage is really dead." Qingyu said quietly, "But if someone else from the demon clan really comes here and touches these memories, then maybe he will really think that he is
Great Sage Mirage. Although the situation is different, in essence... there is no difference. This is still a kind of rebirth."
"No." Su Anran shook his head.
Qingyu blinked and looked at Su Anran blankly.
"I kind of understand the principle of resurrecting a corpse, but I still don't quite understand it, so I won't talk about it for now." Su Anran explained, "But the human race's rebirth of a body is a real rebirth. And this method of your monster race,
At best, it can only be called a split personality...or, in other words, it is a self-denial of the old personality, which is far from the essence of seizing one's body."
"Split personality? Old personality?" Qingyu looked confused, "I don't understand."
In Su Anran's view, there is no such thing as psychology in the world of immortality, so it is normal for Qingyu not to understand.
If she understood these terms, then Su Anran would doubt whether the other party had traveled through time.
After all, there are several time-travelers in Taiyi Valley. If someone travels to this world and becomes a monster, it is not something worth making a fuss about.
So after briefly explaining the old personality and the new personality, Su Anran finally concluded: "It's normal that you don't understand. To put it simply, the other person is just suffering from mental illness. You can get better by just taking medicine... Of course.
If you don’t take medicine, you can actually be fine, but you’ll probably feel very cute?”
"I know this." Qingyu nodded, "The words that the Valley Master of Taiyi Valley used to say often seem to be...'I didn't take any medicine today, and I look cute all over' and 'I've been suffering from mental illness ever since.
, I feel more energetic all over'... So you mean, the Valley Master of Taiyi Valley is actually a member of our Monster Clan?"
"Uh..." Su Anran suddenly didn't know what to say.
He felt that Huang Zizuo seemed to have died a lot.
If he dared to nod, I guarantee that strange rumors such as "Huang Zi is a monster" might spread in the future.
"No." So Su Anran quickly shook his head and denied, "Master probably meant what he said by saying this. You don't need to pay too much attention to it."
"You are so strange. You actually think that you are a disciple of Taiyi Valley. Are you also a lunatic?" Qingyu began to draw inferences from one instance to another. "As you said, you think that you are a woman and you are right."
The negation of my old personality?"
"I am really a disciple of Taiyigu!"
"Okay." Qingyu sighed helplessly, with a caring and crazy look on his face, "I'll just take it as you."
Su Anran's heart aches.
He discovered why no one believed him every time he told the truth?
Are the people in this world distorted, or do they have particularly rich imaginations?
