The Taste of Ghosts in the World

"Mr. Luo, you did it, right?"

As soon as old man Zhang said the words, everyone present all turned their eyes to Luo Lang, with different expressions on their faces.

The person being questioned could still smile leisurely, and readily admitted: "Yes, it's me." He looked at old man Zhang without hesitation, "You are not old and dim-sighted, but the older you are, the smarter you are."

Old man Zhang nodded without changing his expression, "Thanks for your praise, I never thought that this old bone would see Mr. Luo again in my lifetime. Compared with the past, you have not changed at all."

Qi Buyang frowned suspiciously. Master Zhang was over half a century old, and enjoyed a high reputation in the industry just like his grandfather. In his heart, he was a respectable senior. The young man's tone was respectful, but what he said just now seemed to imply something.

As for what it refers to, maybe only people of their older generation can understand.

Feng Baisui couldn't control what these two people were flirting with, he only knew that the moment Luo Lang confessed, the anger in his heart had already burned into a raging fire.

The surrounding furniture began to vibrate slightly, and the floor made a "cracking" sound. Qi Buyang raised his head in panic, and the headlights on the ceiling were also shaking. At first he thought it was an earthquake, but when he looked around, he felt something was wrong.

Feng Baisui took a step forward with a cold face, approaching Luo Lang, the vibration in the room seemed to be a little louder.

Old man Zhang's face changed, he quickly pulled him back, and at the same time gave Qi Buyang a wink, the latter also took a sideways step, blocking the two of them without a trace.

"What on earth did you do?" Feng Baisui stared at Luo Lang, with a menacing glint in his eyes, as if he would rush over and break the other's neck in the next second.

Master Luo, who was at the center of the confrontation, could still laugh, turned his head, and said lightly: "It's very simple, create an illusion and put it in his consciousness, that's it."

Feng Baisui didn't speak, and was silent for a while, then asked again: "You also did the injury on his hand?"

"What injury?" Luo Lang blinked suspiciously.

Hearing what he said, Qi Buyang quickly pulled up Qimu's sleeves, but there was nothing there, and then changed his other hand. The string of eye-catching smoke scars immediately appeared in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, wondering why someone would do this kind of thing.

Luo Lang glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, smacked his lips, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Human beings are indeed the most interesting thing, and I can think of such a thing."

Feng Baisui narrowed his eyes slightly, "Isn't it you?"

"I think it should be Qi Mu's little friend." Luo Lang spread his hands, "I found out when he went to attack Qi's house, and I just did a little favor by the way."

"Why help him?"

"Because it's very interesting." Luo Lang raised the corners of his lips and easily met the other's sharp gaze, "Besides, Qi Mu is not an ordinary person, so that's not a big deal."

Seeing that Feng Baisui's face darkened again, old man Zhang quickly persuaded him: "Mr. Luo, let's just let it go, should you let that child wake up?"

"No."

As soon as these two words were uttered, the veins on Feng Baisui's forehead twitched, and he almost rushed over again. Old man Zhang grabbed him hard, gave him a comforting wink, and then asked in a calm tone as much as possible: "Why not?" ?”

Luo Lang said: "Now he is stuck in his own consciousness, I can't wake him up..."

Before he finished speaking, a low stool flew straight towards him, and he quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding it.

Feng Baisui growled in a nasty tone, "Then find a way!"

"What can I do?" Luo Lang patted his shoulder nonchalantly. The stool brushed past his shoulder just now, but luckily it didn't touch his clothes. "Now he can only walk out by himself, or..." He stopped He moved and raised his eyes to look at Feng Baisui, "Let others bring him out."

Hearing this, Feng Baisui raised his eyebrows, "How?"

Luo Lang didn't answer right away, but went around to the sofa, sat down comfortably, and then said slowly: "I created that illusion based on my memory, but it contains not only Qi Mu's memory, but also other people's memories. memory."

"Memory?" Qi Buyang felt that he couldn't imagine how to do this kind of thing at all, but Mr. Luo could easily do it at a young age, and his cultivation base was far behind in comparison.

"Memories are all subjective, and there is a deviation from the facts. If the memories of different people are mixed together, the deviation will be even greater. Consciousness is actually experiencing these memories, and they can't tell the real from the fake."

Feng Baisui frowned, "So he was trapped in a false memory?"

"Almost, that's okay to say."

"How can I get him out?"

"Unless he finds his own memory and distinguishes which ones are real and which ones are fake, the illusion will automatically dissipate."

"Didn't you say that the consciousness inside can't tell the truth from the fake?"

"That's right, so very few people can escape on their own."

"Let me in!" Feng Baisui said without hesitation.

Luo Lang put down his hand, looked up at him, and reminded: "From the moment I made that illusion, it has nothing to do with me. I don't know what happened inside. It's not your memory. You can't change it, if you go in and Qi Mu still doesn't remember, you will be trapped in it..."

Feng Baisui interrupted him displeasedly: "You talk too much nonsense."

"I can't help it. After staying here for too long, I have also acquired some bad habits of humans." Luo Lang raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile, and stretched out his hand at the same time, spreading his five fingers.

"Since you are going, I will fulfill you."

When Feng Baisui came back to his senses, he realized that he was no longer in the room. Looking around, there were many monotonous gray and white buildings standing around him. It looked like a city, but it was too quiet to see any pedestrians and people. Vehicles, the tone of the whole city is also gray.

There is no sign of Qi Mu here.

He tried to call Qi Mu's name a few times, but his voice echoed in the empty tall buildings, but no one responded.Suddenly, he found that the small bamboo tube on his chest shimmered, and in the next second, Qi Mu appeared in front of him.

He seemed to be a little dizzy, and he was stunned for half a minute before he opened his mouth and said, "You...why are you here?"

"Come to you."

Feng Baisui supported him, and noticed that the moment Qi Mu appeared, the color of the surroundings changed immediately. The originally gray and monotonous buildings were dyed with bright colors, and vehicles and pedestrians began to pass by one after another on the street. .

"Here, what's going on?"

Qi Mu shook his head, "I don't know, but it seems to be back to the city ten years ago."

"Ten years ago?" Feng Baisui frowned. Before he came in, he forgot to ask Luo Lang which period of time the memory was extracted from. He didn't expect it to be so long ago.

"Come with me." Qi Mu took his hand and walked slowly forward, saying, "I'm here... I have seen many things that happened before, some of which have been forgotten by me, and I only recall them now I don't know how to describe that feeling..."

While talking, they came to an intersection, Qi Mu stopped, pointed to a mother and son who were about to cross the road ahead, "That's my mother."

Feng Baisui was surprised. He took a closer look at the woman's face. It was exactly the same as the face on the tombstone. It was only black and white, and the other was vivid. Looking at this mother Qi who could speak and move, it felt very unreal.

"Ten years ago...she was still alive?"

Qi Mu nodded, and answered softly: "But I'm about to die."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at it."

Feng Baisui turned his gaze back to the pair of mother and child, and his attention was quickly attracted to the child beside Qi's mother. That little boy who looked white and tender was Qi Mu when he was a child?

so cute……

The child was still smiling, with an asymmetrical dimple on the side of his mouth, and his eyes were almost blinded. Compared with now, he was a little less indifferent when he grew up, but apart from his very pleasing appearance, he and There is no difference between other children of the same age.

He felt a place in his heart soften suddenly, and couldn't help but relax the expression on his face.At this moment, Xiao Qi Mu stopped, raised his head and talked to a ghost next to him, and suddenly saw a big truck rushing towards the two of them, with ear-piercing screams, sharp brakes, a woman under the wheel, and a chaotic car accident scene.

Xiao Qimu fell on the side of the road and was picked up by kind passers-by, crying out of breath, his face was full of flowers.Feng Baisui felt distressed for a while, and even wanted to rush over to hug the child, but when he turned his head and saw Qi Mu's expressionless profile, he couldn't move anymore.Tentatively touching the other's hand, it was as cold as the sleeping body outside.

Qi Mu held Feng Baisui instead, turned to look at him, his eyes widened without blinking, "Do you know that my mother... was killed by me?"

When he said these words, his tone was very flat, but his slightly trembling lips exposed his unstable emotions.

Feng Baisui hugged him lightly, turned around to take another look at the scene of the accident, and suddenly a wave of heat rushed towards him, only to realize that the scene had changed unconsciously. Now they were standing in an old campus, with the already A school building on fire.

"This is my elementary school..." Qi Mu whispered in his ear.

The scene of the scene of the fire ten years ago was reenacted. When the female teacher left with Xiao Qimu in her arms, Hu Yaohui's hoarse childish voice came out piercingly. Feng Baisui frowned and finally understood what Hu Yaohui meant for her Where did Qi Mu's hatred come from?

"Did you hear that? He was calling me..." Qi Mu took a step back subconsciously, and murmured softly, "But I didn't go back to save him... He was rescued by firefighters, and he was already burned at that time..."

"My mother was killed, and Ah Hui was also killed by me. I actually forgot... I have seen these scenes countless times and tried countless methods to save them, but it doesn't work! It doesn't work at all! No matter what I do , all with the same result..."

He gritted his teeth, raised his hands to cover his eyes, two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks, "I can't save Mom, and I can't save Ah Hui...I can't do anything..."

Feng Baisui reached out and pressed his head on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Listen, what you see is not all real, even a lot of it is fake..."

Feeling the wetness on his shoulders, he lowered his eyes and patted Qi Mu's back lightly, "...Even if it's true, it's not your fault. Let's find a way together, and we can try as many times as we want."