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The hall was silent for a few seconds, before Gu Yueli could speak, Gu Yue spoke for his father instead.

"Brother, don't come so close. Dad will feel uncomfortable when people with supernatural powers approach him."

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Yueli interrupted Gu Yue.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Xun, his eyes were bloodshot and tired: "What's wrong?"

"Yun Wang," Gu Xun suddenly announced a name, "Is this your person?"

Gu Yueli shook his head.

Gu Xun didn't speak, but just silently looked at the increasingly tired man in front of him.

The young man's eyes were cold and sharp, like a poisoned dagger, piercing the lens from the cornea, merciless even to the flesh.

Under such gaze, Gu Yueli looked away within half a minute.

He seemed to be extremely tired, and pinched his Qingming point: "Go to rest early."

Song Mi was listening to the eye contact between the father and son. He obviously didn't say anything, but it seemed that something had been exchanged.

It's like it's encrypted, only the two of them know it.

Returning to the original room without incident, Gu Xun's expression was serious and he was silent all the way.

When he was in a bad mood, he was as quiet as a rock, and the more people chattered around him, the annoyed he became.

Song Mi didn't bother himself, he went to the window and opened it, but what he saw was darkness.

It's too dark, there's no moonlight, it's not normal.

Song Mi stretched out his hand and was about to reach out of the window, but he didn't even go over the window frame before he was grabbed by the person behind him.

"I'll go..." Song Mi was taken aback, "Boss Gu, are you walking silently?"

"This house is shielded." Gu Xun let go of Song Mi's hand and looked out the window, "The black mist may be poisonous, so don't touch it."

Song Mi withdrew her hand obediently, as if she understood something.

They probably didn't want to reveal the location of the room. Even if they came here, they would have to walk through the illusion.

"By the way," Song Mi stood up straight, "Did we enter an illusion before?"

Gu Xun let out a "hmm".

"I'll go, I didn't realize it," Song Mi felt chills down his spine afterwards, "If we enter the illusion, will we just fall asleep in reality?"

"Yes," Gu Xun said in a low voice, "it's very dangerous."

If the other party wanted their lives, they might have died before they started,

"Then how to prevent it?" Song Mi began to worry, "The one who got the trick is unaware, and even if he dies, he doesn't know that he is dead."

"It's not so easy to die," Gu Xun said, "The existence of the illusion is not real, and it needs to be arranged artificially."

Song Mi didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

"The previous illusion was very sloppy, which allowed me to catch the flaw, control my body to overturn the water glass, and wake up from the illusion." Gu Xun closed the window and looked at Song Mi, "That is to say, a guide is needed in the illusion. , he will arrange the illusion with our consciousness and actions. It may only take a second to arrange the illusion, it exists in the world of consciousness, and its level of precision lies in the understanding of those who enter the illusion."

Song Mi looked at Gu Xun eagerly, like a young man thirsting for knowledge, and listened carefully to this series of explanations like a narration in a documentary.

"So who is the guide?" Song Mi asked.

"Anyone is possible," Gu Xun said, "You, even me."

Song Mi had goosebumps all over his body: "How is it possible?!"

"We're not necessarily in the same illusion," Gu Xun said again, "We're just going through the same plot."

Song Mi's eyes widened slightly, and at the same time she couldn't believe it, she actually felt that Gu Xun's words made sense.

There is no cost to create illusions, and it is not easy to copy four or five.

"Since we decided to come back with Gu Yue, we have entered an illusion," Gu Xun continued, "If we are not in an illusion, that 'Gu Xun' may also be fake."

"My mother," Song Mi squeezed closer to Gu Xun, "Boss Gu, you should change your career to storytelling tomorrow, and focus on telling ghost stories. I promise to scare you."

"As long as you catch the guide, you can break the illusion," Gu Xun ignored Song Mi's teasing, "or, like me, breaking the inherent consciousness and directly controlling the body to make noise can also wake up the sleeping body."

"It's over," Song Mi smiled miserably, "If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to get out."

Gu Xun looked down at Song Mi: "I will teach you a very simple way to break the illusion."

Song Mi regained his energy immediately: "Say."

"Kill everyone you can see." Gu Xun said.

Song Mi's eyes lit up: "Good way!"

"But there is one problem," Gu Xun said again, "In the illusion, the guide is the god who created all things. If you show your killing intent, he will create all kinds of irresistible natural and man-made disasters to stop your actions."

Song Mi wilted again: "Is it easy to say?"

"You can kill secretly," Gu Xun said lightly, "Sneakily kill the person you suspect is the leader."

"Ah...Boss Gu," Song Mi narrowed his eyes, "You're a bit mean."

Gu Xun did not deny it, he felt that he was not a good person in the first place.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Gu Xun lowered his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Oh... don't think so much, let's take one step at a time." Seeing that Gu Xun's mood recovered, Song Mi felt a lot more relaxed.

He walked to the bed and sat down on the bed: "By the way, why are we in the same room? But the bed is quite big, so it's safe to sleep together."

"It should be around six o'clock in the afternoon." Gu Xun also walked over, "It's not time to sleep yet."

Song Mi looked around the room, but did not find any clock: "How do you know?"

"I was a little thirsty in the afternoon, but now the degree of thirst has not increased much," Gu Xun said, "I made a rough estimate, and it took less than half an hour for us to enter the illusion."

"Are you thirsty?" Song Mi saw the kettle on the bedside table, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Don't eat the things in this room." Gu Xun took the empty glass, gathered a cloud to clean it, and drank half a glass of rainwater. "Don't trust anyone but me."

Although Song Mi had already seen that Gu Xun's family was not normal, he was still a little surprised that he was so prepared.

"Why?" Song Mi asked, "Do you think there is something wrong with Uncle?"

Gu Xun paused: "He wants to kill me."

"Are you crazy?!" Song Mi even felt that there was something wrong with his ears, "He is your father."

Gu Xun seemed to have expected Song Mi's reaction long ago, so he didn't bother to explain, just waiting for Song Mi to recover.

"You think too much, how is it possible?" Half a minute later, Song Mi began to think like an old lady, "Tiger poison doesn't eat its own son. What good would he gain by killing his own son?"

"He can solve an uncontrollable factor." Gu Xun said.

The expression on Song Mi's face was unpredictable and colorful: "But if he wants to kill you, why doesn't he do it when we are in the illusion?"

"At that time he didn't want to kill." Gu Xun said.

"You even know this?" Song Mi felt a little outrageous.

"Don't you think he speaks strangely?" Gu Xun got to the point, "The volume changes incoherently, some words and even the pitch are wrong."

Song Mi felt it, but he didn't know why.

Gu Xun: "If a person is born with a hearing impairment, then most of them will have a speech impairment the day after tomorrow."

"You mean...he has a hearing problem?" Song Mi asked.

Gu Xun sighed, as if expressing his helplessness at Song Mi's incompetence: "He can talk to us normally, which means there is no problem with his hearing."

"Then what's wrong with him?!" Song Mi was anxious, "Is it okay to finish the lecture at once?"

"His hearing is fine, but he was strongly disturbed." Gu Xun did not pause halfway this time, and converted everything he observed into easy-to-understand sentences, and told Song Mi bit by bit, "When he was looking at me, The expression was painful, but when he looked at you again, he softened slightly. Gu Yue said that he would feel uncomfortable when people with supernatural powers approached, but now people with supernatural powers are all conscious human beings who can blend with their bodies. We can put it another way, it should be 'a conscious person will feel uncomfortable when he is close to him'."

Song Mi was stunned: "In that case, isn't his ability just..."

Gu Xun followed Song Mi's words: "It's mind reading."

"I'll go..." Song Mi threw a salted fish on the bed, "Then he knows everything I was thinking?"

What was thought to be a gentle scum with anti-social personality, but it turned out to be the old man next door playing mahjong or something like that.

"But..." Song Mi straightened up and sat up again, "What are you thinking, he sees you in so much pain?"

"I was thinking about pretending to be an accidental murder together." Gu Xun paused for a moment, and then said, "I was still thinking that I might be able to take advantage of the turbulent times to avenge my mother who died innocently more than ten years ago."