Elven History Song

"At this time, you can't just choose the chicken by the little rooster."

Looking at the wilderness around him, Ling Aohan half-helplessly joked to himself. He fully understood that his current situation was very bad, and he was not allowed to make any mistakes in every step. Although his face was still as calm as ever, in fact, he already regretted entering this illusion space.

Ling Aohan took a deep breath and let out a long sigh of relief. Once he came, he would be at ease. Anyway, he had already arrived and he had to complete this task properly. He didn't know what the situation was outside, but he thought it wouldn't be too big with the help of two demon gods. question, after all, the strength of those two is far superior to any of the current successors.

With his current situation, he couldn't worry about the war situation outside, so he simply ignored other things and concentrated on deciphering the illusion world in front of him.

There are many types of illusions, and the one Lin Shuangzhi is currently trapped in is the most basic world of illusions. The world of illusion is the simplest but most difficult to control among illusions, and it is also the highest risk. This kind of illusion is usually a world formed based on the releaser's personal experience or is partially modified on this basis. People who are tricked in the illusion world can solve the illusion by solving the puzzles given by the releaser. , in short, this is a puzzle game, you can go out after solving it. However, some magicians who specialize in the world of illusion will erase the necessary parts of it. Once the decryption cannot be completed, it will never be able to come out, and the spirit can only be trapped in this world forever.

It is very difficult to erase the necessary parts. You need to deceive yourself. After all, this is a place that you have personally experienced. But there is an inevitable shortcoming in the illusion world. Although this is a place that I have experienced, my brain will always inadvertently block out some unimportant details, just like a person cannot accurately tell the left number in the pen holder on his desk. What color is the second pen, even if it’s something you see every day. With the help of these casual details, you can find where the puzzle is, and Lin Shuangzhi will probably be there.

Ling Aohan looked at the leaves on the ground. Although there was nothing unusual about the leaves on the ground at first glance, a closer look revealed that most of the leaves on the ground were not realistic like the background images made in the game. Only about the northwest The leaves in the direction are more realistic.

After confirming this, Ling Aohan began to move in the northwest direction. Along the way, Ling Aohan still carefully observed the changes in the surrounding scenes, following the more realistic scenes in this wild forest, but to Ling Aohan's surprise Surprisingly, after turning a few corners, he seemed to have returned to the starting point.

Although there is not enough evidence to prove that where he is now is where he came from in the beginning, his strong sense of direction tells him that the road he just walked is just a circle, even if the current location is not the original location But it must not be too far from the original location.

The starting point was not wrong, but the current situation was beyond Ling Aohan's expectation. He originally thought that the worst thing would be to accidentally go astray and waste some time, but he didn't expect that he would go back to the starting point. The bad idea lingered in Ling Aohan's mind. His own understanding of illusions was only what he heard from Lin Shuangzhi. It seemed that he had underestimated her attainments in illusions. She should have deliberately misrepresented her thoughts. The person who wants to break in is trapped here and hides or even erases the real path by modifying the illusion world. He may be trapped here and never be able to leave.

For a moment, Ling Aohan was at his wits' end. He thought that the illusion that Lin Shuangzhi was trapped in was just to limit her abilities. Unexpectedly, she was completely deprived of her abilities. Ling Aohan wanted to come in and use the fire of his soul to burn everything here, but he didn't expect that things were completely different for him. As expected, this is terrible.

In the wooden house, Lin Shuangzhi lit the candlestick and opened the bedroom door. The bedroom also has a clear view, with a single bed, a bedside table and a standing cabinet. There is a round blanket on the floor. Compared to the carpet, this is probably too small, and it is placed not at the door but at the end of the bed. It is laid on one side of the corner against the wall.

Lin Shuangzhi walked straight to the single bed. The bed was covered with a soft white mattress, and the neatly folded quilt was placed at the end of the bed. There was still a little fragrance left on the pillow. Lin Shuangzhi opened the only drawer on the bedside table, which contained a book wrapped in sheepskin, a quill pen and a wooden hairpin, with a very cute pattern drawn with dye on the hairpin.

Lin Shuangzhi opened the book. The text inside was not Chinese but some strange characters. Lin Shuangzhi couldn't understand it, but she still carefully turned through the pages to find if there was any text that she could understand. The book was not thick, and it didn't take long to turn to the last page. Just when Lin Shuangzhi thought that there was no understandable text in the book, the text on the last page caught her attention. The text on it was in Chinese characters, and the content was Very short, as follows:

Why are they all leaving me? Did I do something wrong? Is it just because those people came here? Is it just because I accepted him? Well, I'll accept everything, I'll bear everything. My respected father Helios, please punish me and show some mercy to your miserable daughter when you pass by this island.

After seeing these words, Lin Shuangzhi could probably guess the true identity of the witch, Circe, the most vicious witch in Greek and Roman mythology. However, after reading the words in the book, Lin Shuangzhi felt puzzled. What exactly happened to this most vicious witch? This made Lin Shuangzhi curious, and this was probably the key to leaving here.

There are not many records left about Circe, but her passion and cruelty are full of her history. She has inherited the bloodline of the Sun God, so she cannot become a vicious witch for no reason, and the reason for everything is probably hidden in this illusion space. This is the memory that Circe least wants to think of, and is buried deep in her heart. Look. In that situation, the only illusion space she could manifest was the one she was most aware of and least willing to think of.

Putting down the notes in her hands that were probably recorded by Cersei herself, Lin Shuangzhi walked to the standing cabinet containing clothes. Opening the door of the standing cabinet, it was filled with very girly clothes. Looking at these clothes, Lin Shuangzhi felt nostalgic for her childhood. Her wardrobe was filled with many cute clothes and skirts, just like this wardrobe.

Lin Shuangzhi closed the cabinet door and wanted to check other places. When she was about to close the cabinet door, she subconsciously glanced inside. Just this glance made the hand that was closing the door immediately open the cabinet door again. All the cute clothes in the cabinet were gone, replaced by black and dark purple witch robes.

Before he could take a closer look, a black shadow rushed out of his clothes and rushed towards Lin Shuangzhi's face. Lin Shuangzhi was frightened and subconsciously used the candlestick in her hand to resist. The black shadow hit the candlestick and extinguished the candle, and then there was no sound. In the darkness, there was only a little light at the door, and the dim firelight had a strong red color. .

Maybe the fire in the fireplace is going out. Lin Shuangzhi thought so, but she kept moving and wanted to quickly leave the thick darkness around her. But no matter how fast she moved towards the door, the distance between her and the door did not decrease at all, as if she and the door were in the same place. Different spaces are so out of reach.