Invincible I want a dream

"It's raining heavily here in Japan... Yushi? What's going on?" A familiar childish voice came from next to his ear. Chuanping Yushi still hugged his legs, remained motionless, and remained silent.

Mameng, who came to discuss important matters with his apprentice, clicked his tongue, and the indigo mist filled the air, and the rainwater merged against common sense, showing the figure of a child.

The materialization of illusion allows illusionists in Italy to easily control overseas movements.

The Rainbow Son in a cloak descended from the sky, the rain passed through his body, and the hem of his clothes drew a graceful arc.

He kept his eyes straight, stretched out his small hand to poke his apprentice, and without the need for mental power to detect, those gloomy and painful emotions spontaneously poured into his senses, like a viscous and depraved swamp, exuding a rotten breath.

Years of experience told him that this was the most vulnerable and powerless time of Kawahira Yushi. The spiritual world was in a mess, and the protective barrier was shattered. , directly planting the seeds of annihilation.

In fact, even if there is no external force, if Chuan Pingyu cannot get rid of these negative emotions, he is likely to become insane and degenerate from an illusion genius to a lunatic.

As a reliable master, it is impossible for him to allow his apprentices to fall into such a situation, which will not only damage his reputation, but also cause harm to the ensuing war.

Be it public or private, he hopes that Chuan Pingyu can carry it through—even though he doesn't know what happened for the time being.

Mamon sighed, his young appearance made this mature behavior a bit weird, although he can easily invade Chuan Pingyuki's heart now and explore the source of his suppressed emotions, but once the illusionist's spiritual world is broken, it will It is very likely to leave side effects and leave hidden dangers for future development.

What's more, the process of illusion is a bit similar to psychological hypnosis. If he wants to understand what happened, he must guide Chuan Pingyu to recall it again-doesn't this deepen his psychological shadow?

Mamon didn't intend to simply and roughly apply a patch to seal the memory, so he could only take mild measures at this time.

Lost to Sawada Tsunayoshi's faction and unable to capture the Vongola ring, Balia and his party are now using ordinary fog-attributed rings.

But it won't take long, because Mamun, a miser, has exhausted his family's wealth and asked Master Talbo to make a sophisticated "Balia Ring", which will be received in a few days.

Seriously, so expensive.But there is no way. After all, it is his private matter, and it still involves the most important thing in life. Even if he is asked to empty out the last lira, he is willing to do so.

Originally, he thought about ordering one for his apprentice, but considering that Chuan Pingyu had the Ring of Hell at the time, and he didn't have enough savings and high-precision gemstones, he silently gave up the idea.

At this time, his brand new ring was burning with indigo flames, which spread out continuously, dispelling the rain, the sound of the wind gradually stopped, and Xiao Hua, who was beaten so hard and cried, stretched out her body.

The warm sun shone on the clifftop ahead of schedule.

Such a large-scale illusion is extremely exhausting. Mamon stabilized his collapsing illusion entity, and conveyed comfort and calm emotions to the boy on the stone.

Feeling that my hair and clothes become dry and soft in an instant, I am obviously a top illusionist, but in a chaotic state of mind, I was easily deceived by another illusionist, and I can't see the flaws, so the falsehood becomes real.

Chuan Pingyu was silent for a while, and said: "...Master, I am so tired."

"ムム," Mamun jumped onto the rock and stroked the boy's hair. It is rare for him to have such a tender moment. "If you are tired, go to rest. You are still a child. Leave everything to the adults and we will help you." Solved. You just need to take responsibility for getting a good night's sleep and tomorrow's life will be better."

Tomorrow... Chuan Pingyu raised his head from his thoughtless words. He was a little dazed, looking at the only adult here, his voice was so low that he was talking to himself: "Master, what is the meaning of living?"

"...It's really a child," Ma Meng said in his heart that his adolescent mind was really sensitive and strange, and he replied sincerely, "Money."

Before Chuan Ping Yushi continued to ask, he added: "But money is for better living and service. Yushi, I have lived for nearly [-] years, although I lived in such a ridiculous form. At first, I was very I hate such a deformed life, and I have been using illusion to maintain the appearance of an adult, trying to deceive myself, but soon, I realized that this behavior is the same as those low-level illusionists I ridiculed. People who use illusion are blinded by illusion, meaningless And ridiculous."

"So I finally chose to face it calmly, change my face, re-adapt to the life in the other world, and continue to walk on the road of illusionist with the body of a child. I have always liked money, because I have the capital to live well—— — who can live without money?"

"I just need to understand that money, like illusion, is just a means. The real purpose is to live, enjoy life, and enjoy the world."

"But—" What's the point of living?

Before he finished speaking, the master interrupted again, "Living itself is meaningless. Yu Shi, we are the ones who made this matter meaningful. If you want to find a meaning, that is the most meaningless behavior. I don't I know what happened to you, but I can tell you from my experience that you have to face every day of your life well before you can find the meaning or goal of your life.”

After finally finishing this long series of words, Mamon himself breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why he suddenly said so many life philosophies, almost revealing himself sincerely.Perhaps when facing a life-and-death crisis, even an illusionist like him, known for his cunning and greed, would inevitably be emotional.

But it's just these troubles, not "I killed a good friend by mistake" "betrayed by a lover" or something, he thinks Yu Shi's situation can still be saved, as teenagers, they always like to think about these profound and false things, and it's easy to walk away Extreme.

But when they really grow into adults, they will suddenly realize that this world is shit—but they are not living for these shit, but for a little bit of happiness, a patchwork of happiness, and a seemingly non-existent friendship.

Face each day well first.Chuan Pingyu said this sentence silently. He was not angry or sad for another "self". Apart from his weak empathy ability, they are not really the same person, after all, their life experiences are really different.

What made him really suffer was a sense of powerlessness.

After seeing the story in the "book", he suddenly realized that the diaphragm between himself and the world could never be eliminated, and he still couldn't fully devote himself to it. Whether it was love or hate, he could only use The sincerity on the seventh floor.

He was not even as good as Chuan Pingyu, at least he had sacrificed his life to hate the world and burned himself for it.

But what Mamon said is also right, life itself is meaningless, and his life is only the first step in the pursuit of meaning.

"How is it? Do you understand?" Mamon sensed that his mood had eased, and asked with concern, like a parent who was worried about his child's depression after the exam.

"Well, probably." Chuan Pingyu said, "I will think about it."

"That's good. That's right," Mamon remembered an important thing, "I will have a few more tasks with me in the future, your master and I are now a complete pauper..."

Not good.

Fu Heihui's chest rose and fell violently, and he stared at the naked/topless companion with a big hole in his chest.

The face that always had a cheerful smile was now full of cruel malice, the lines at the corners of the eyes turned into two squinted eyes, and the corners of the mouth grinned wildly.

Apparently, it is not the knotweed Yuren who is controlling the body now, but the super curse spirit in his body, the double-faced Nuo known as the "King of Curses".

The black-haired boy glanced at the bright red beating heart on the grass from the corner of his eye, clenched his back teeth tightly, the angry venom corroded his heart, but he was stalemate and dared not make a move.

Two-faced Su Nuo likes to see the illusionist's expression the most, it makes him feel happy and carefree.

Although I don't know why, this little ghost surnamed Huzhang can suppress his soul and hinder his wanton actions, but today is a good time - in order to exorcise the super curse spirit, the little ghost gave up his body to him, and fell into a deep sleep. Failed to appear in time, pressed down again.

And he seized the opportunity to dig out the heart of this body. Although doing so would make him weak and unable to exert his original strength, as a super-level spell spirit, he can live without a heart.

But the knotweed Youren can't do it, as long as he spares his life, he will never dare to suppress his soul, then this body will completely become his carrier, let him do anything wrong, this little devil can only be a tortoise in the subconscious forever , never to see the light of day again.

Fu Heihui is also aware of this point, he knows that the only way now is to use absolute strength to force the two-faced Su Nuo to the point where he has to fight with a complete body/body, so that he can be forced to repair the body of Knotabagi Yuren, Create conditions for your companions to escape the crisis.

Fortunately, probably just out of prison in a good mood, the two-faced Su Nuo did not directly kill the weak conjurer, but gave him a chance, like a big cat teasing a mouse, allowing Fu Heihui to use his birth spells, no matter how easy he was. Resolve—he liked this expression of helplessness and trying to deal with it even more.

"...Why did you fight?"

A familiar voice came from nearby, and Fu Heihui, who had just been easily opened by Liangmiansu Nuo, turned his head subconsciously, and when he saw Chuan Pingyu with strange and fluffy hair, he shouted anxiously: "Langmian Sunuo has come out, run quickly !"

"Another brat." The double-faced Su Nuo with the knotweed skin on his head licked his sharp nails, and said viciously, "Yeah, run away, aren't conjurers like you the best at abandoning your companions? ?”

The author has something to say: the "loving father" Mamon & Yu Shi who just dried his hair

感谢在2022-01-2822:19:31~2022-01-2923:41:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles in a row;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!