God level hypnotist

"Patter--"

A gust of cold wind and rain hit Meng Heng's body, he frowned, and finally woke up.

When he sank into the stream, he choked a lot of water vapor in his lungs, and he suddenly had a shocking cough, and then he felt a little better in his chest.

The rain is getting heavier.The cold rain stuck to his body, making him shiver uncontrollably.

The heavy rain curtain blocked the eyes, making it a bit unreal to see the place ten feet away.Overcast clouds rolled and moved over the sky, making everything even darker as far as the eye could see.

Meng Heng focused on looking into the distance, but his sight was blocked.

He simply closed his eyes and only listened intently to the movement in his ears.

The wind blows and the rain sounds, and there are faint roars of wild animals coming through the rain curtain.

Is this... Yumian Mountain, or is it somewhere else?

Meng Heng opened his eyes again, and looked to the side.

He remembered that before he passed out, in order to calm the breath, he jumped into the water, but now there was no water beside him, only a sandy path, extending far into the rain curtain.

sand track?Why is there a sand path here?

The beast neighing in his ears was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't allow him to think about it, then there was a rush of footsteps coming from far and near.

But not a fox.Looking at the shadowy figure covered by the rain curtain, it looks like a jackal, tiger and leopard.

However, the tip of the nose also faintly captures a trace of strangeness, which is very strange.

The group of beasts didn't wait too long, they seemed to see that Meng Heng was alone, with nothing in his hands, and his thin body, so they gradually gained courage and crawled over with all four limbs.

Meng Heng didn't move.Right now, there are heavy rain curtains all around, you can't see it, and there are sand paths and rocky roads around you, and there is flat ground everywhere, there is nothing to hide at all.

There is not even a tree or half a piece of grass. It is impossible to pick leaves as musical instruments to play a lullaby like just now.

Maybe you will die here.Meng Heng frowned and thought to himself.

However, until the last moment, there is still room for trying.

He held his breath, the chassis remained motionless, and only looked calmly at the fierce and powerful king of beasts in front of him through the rain curtain.

Since it was transformed by a monster, it must have wisdom and thinking, so it should be easier to deal with than a beast.

The black-spotted yellow-striped tiger passed through the rain curtain again, moved forward a few minutes, and now it was only two feet away from Meng Heng.

The warm breath exhaled by the Beastmaster was close in front of his eyes, and he opened his bloody mouth, as if he couldn't wait to swallow Meng Heng into his belly.

Meng Heng frowned, his eyes swept over the jackals, wolves, lions, leopards and other beasts approaching together, suspicion gradually brewed in his heart.

No, the current situation is very wrong.

He stared again at the black-spotted yellow-striped tiger that was ready to go, carefully examined it for a moment, and then slowly smiled.

He simply stopped sitting on the spot and stood up slowly with his hands on the ground.

A group of wild beasts immediately followed with their gazes, and the black-spotted and yellow-striped tiger let out a roar in its throat, glaring at the prey in front of it that was about to resist.

It seemed that as long as Meng Heng moved again, it would pounce on him and tear him into pieces!

But Meng Heng didn't seem to realize it, and with a smile on his lips, he walked towards the frontmost beast king without squinting.

Two feet, one foot, half a foot... Finally, the distance between the two is only one inch.

In front of the proudly entrenched tiger, the young man was as thin as a white rabbit, as long as the beast opened its mouth, it could bite off his neck.

However, the beast king did not move.

Apart from roaring, glaring and claw-wielding demonstrations, there was no further action.

Looking at the few jackals, lions and leopards who were following him, it was the same. They opened up a circle to surround him, but none of them stretched out their fangs and rushed towards him.

Meng Heng smiled knowingly.

Tigers, leopards, wolves, beasts and lions are incompatible with fire and water. Even if they become spiritual over time and turn into demons, they should not coexist harmoniously and attack a prey in groups.

Taking a closer look at the demonic aura entangled in the black-spotted yellow-striped tiger, although it is gloomy and eerie, it is indistinct, flat and gentle. It is definitely not like a ferocious beast that is ready to go and its prey is in front of it. It is different from what I thought before. The demonic aura exuded by the monster that wanted to take his life and spread its teeth and claws was completely different.

Although it has a fierce appearance, it does not have a fierce spirit, which is where the loophole lies.

Meng Heng took a step forward, stretched out his hand to lightly touch the tiger's forehead, and saw that in an instant, this huge beast was slowly transpiring like smoke in the heavy rain, without a trace.

At the same time, the jackals, lions and leopards on both sides were also smoky, and then they were scattered by the cold wind and rain, leaving nothing behind.

It turned out to be an illusion.

Meng Heng chuckled, raised his neck slightly and looked at the haze that was gradually dissipating in the sky.

A few rays of light broke through the clouds, gradually expanded, and then slowly dispelled the miserable rain.

The sound of the rain gradually stopped, and the sound of the wind gradually stopped, finally revealing the true face of this world.

But there are flying sand and rocks, mountains and mountains, roads intersecting, and no way back.

But Meng Heng didn't see the surprise just now.

Originally above the sand, why did it attract heavy rain?Since it is watered by rain, why is there barren sand?

There are contradictions and doubts everywhere. It can be seen that this situation is probably deliberately done by someone to disturb people's thoughts and distract their eyes.

Not only is it an illusion and chaotic scene, but there is also a faint and strange atmosphere here, and it must be still in Yumian Mountain.

And the person who came out of this illusion is only the thousand-year-old fox demon.

Since it was that person's handwriting, I'm afraid it won't help if you let yourself explore and move around, and it won't be as simple as a chaotic scene, maybe there will be a threat like a beast like just now.So it's better to stay here and wait and see what happens.

Meng Heng restrained his smile slightly, but he didn't look around any more, he just lowered his eyebrows and waited quietly for something to happen.

Sure enough, in just a short while, the scenery in front of him changed again.Flying sand and rocks all turned into a busy traffic, and the mountains and mountains were shadowy and swaying, and finally turned upside down, turning into Yuyu Qionglou, carved beams and painted buildings.

In a trance, it seemed to be back in the bustling capital.

In the blink of an eye, he felt some bumps under his body. Meng Heng lowered his eyes and found that he was sitting on the carriage, and his clothes were neatly dressed. There was a stove burning in the carriage, and it was shaking again and again, which made him unable to help. Some sleepy.

Unexpectedly, this scene is somewhat realistic.Meng Heng was playing tricks in his heart.

Not long after, the carriage stopped, and Luo Yun's voice was outside the carriage, calling him to get off the horse.

Meng Heng hooked his lips.He leaned over and opened the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, and saw the word "Meng's House" in front of him.

It turned out to be home.He thought lightly.

He walked over and pushed open the maroon gate, walking on the familiar road unhurriedly.

But at this time, the ice melted and the snow melted, the tender willows sprouted branches, the green bamboos in the courtyard shed their yellow leaves, and a new batch of green bamboo shoots had broken through the ground.

Unexpectedly, the mountains are chaotic and the climate is unknown, and the time is irrelevant. Outside the mountains, winter has passed and spring has come, and it is another year.

Meng Heng was a little emotional.

The Meng residence is no different from when he left, the vegetation is neat and tidy, it looks like someone has maintained and repaired it.It's just that there was no one on the way, and it was even more deserted than before.

Oh, the raccoon demon and the rabbit spirit are all missing.Meng Heng suddenly remembered.

Not only that, even the boy brought back from Mr. Li who used to run around disappeared.

Meng Heng was slightly taken aback.

At that time, he suddenly heard a call from behind, but it was an extremely familiar warm voice.

Listening carefully, there was a trembling sense of surprise and disbelief in that voice.

"Heng'er..."

Meng Heng turned his head slowly.

I saw a young man in a plain brocade robe standing under a cluster of green bamboos, looking at him from afar.The young man's figure seemed to be a little thinner, his originally handsome face was even thinner, and there was a lingering fatigue in his handsome brows.

Xiao Yu...how could it be him.

Meng Heng said silently in his heart.

The young man had already walked over quickly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Meng Heng's arm with such great force that it hurt him slightly.

"Heng'er, where have you been for so many days? Why didn't you tell me? You asked me to search the entire capital, and I almost went all the way south to north, riding a horse to look for it." The young man's voice was extremely deep and hoarse. , as if in these long two months, I have endured too many things, so that I am exhausted.

Meng Heng's heart moved slightly, but he didn't answer, he just lowered his eyes and watched the other party holding his hand.

"Heng'er, why don't you speak?" The young man asked in a low voice, after a long time, he raised his hand to stroke his temples, with a little care in his movements.

"Is it inconvenient to say what happened?" The young man frowned slightly, with some worry in his voice.Seeing that Meng Heng was still silent for a while, Fang smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "It's fine if you don't say anything. As long as you stand in front of me now, I will feel at ease."

The young man rested his hand on Meng Heng's hair, stroking it gently one by one.There was a slightly itchy touch, and Meng Heng closed his eyes.

The next moment, he grabbed the young man's wrist, stopped the young man's movement, and no longer dodged his gaze, he raised his eyes and looked straight at the past.

"Heng'er?" There was slight doubt in the young man's eyes.

Meng Heng pursed his thin lips tightly, feeling that his throat was a little dry, he frowned, finally calmed down, and said in a cold voice: "You are not him."