Chapter 48 Mirage of the Mist
Spirit Ship.
Mi August walked out of the bathroom door and heard the room bell ringing, indicating that someone was knocking on the door to visit.
When she walked towards the door, she saw the moon sword placed on the table.
I was in a trance, and then I remembered that there were so many things going on these days, I even forgot the agreement with Tu Yaning to return the sword the next day.
Taking the hanging moon sword, Mi August opened the door.
“Perhaps someone is just at the moment of inspiration and would blame us for interrupting him...”
Halfway through Sun Yaole’s words, Jiang Shou heard the sound and looked over, “August !”
Mi August said: “I’m sorry, I was so lost in inspiration that I didn’t hear anything.”
Sun Yaole’s expression twisted.
Jiang Shou said: "Ah? You haven't come out for so many days. I'm worried that something happened. Then did we really disturb you?"
"No." Mi August said: "What happened? "What happened?"
Jiang Shou said: "In the past two days, the spirit ship has been approaching the boundary of the fog, and it may encounter the legendary mirage of the fog at any time. It would be a pity to miss it."
The legendary mirage of the fog?
Mi August imitated him and showed a somewhat eager look, "So we are here? Fortunately you came to call me, I returned the sword and left."
"Tu Yaning must be on the deck too, let's go there directly." Jiang Shou said.
Mi August: "Okay."
A few people hurried to the deck.
As Jiang Shou said, Tu Yaning was on the open deck.
The young man dressed in blue is also the most prominent one in the Yunmo Continent team.
Mi August didn't know that she was also the most attractive person in the eyes of others as soon as she appeared.
When someone called her name, Mi August walked straight towards Yunmo's team.
Tu Yaning had turned around and saw her, standing there waiting for her to come forward.
Mi August handed the Hanging Moon Sword over, "Sorry, something delayed me."
Tu Yaning shook his head to show that he didn't care.
Xie Lang next to him said: "What can be delayed on the spirit boat."
It was true that he did not return it on time as agreed, and Mi August didn't care about Xie Lang's level.
Jiang Shou, who came with him, retorted: "Are you envious of the inspiration that comes in August?"
Xie Lang... Xie Lang is really envious.
“Wow——————!”
Suddenly, there was commotion all around.
“Look, look!”
“That’s the Mirage of the Mist? It’s so beautiful!”
The boys and girls ran to the edge of the deck in one direction. Look around.
Mi August looked in the distance and saw clouds and mist rolling on the sea like the horizon in the distance, covering the entire horizon.
The spiritual master stationed on the ship suddenly said loudly: "Little guys, I advise you not to look around. This is a real king-level ghost story. If you accidentally fall into it, no one can save you."
This As soon as the spiritual master finished speaking, a young man in the crowd screamed and fell to the ground.
The boys and girls around him fled in shock. When they saw the young man lying on the ground, his face was pale and his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying and was frightened to death! ?
The waiter on the boat came over and felt his pulse to confirm that the boy was really dead.
When the spiritual master learned about it, he just said lightly: "This kind of courage is not enough to enter Lingzhou. Let's deal with it."
Everyone saw the waiter throwing the young man's body directly into the sea.
Such a cruel scene suppressed the emotions of the excited young men and women.
They didn’t understand why the young man on the ground was suddenly frightened to death, and why the spiritual master’s attitude was so cold.
Those who have spiritual consciousness in the mortal continent are regarded as geniuses and extraordinary talents, but at this time, in the tone of the spiritual master on the ship, they are just like objects.
"Grandpa said that the mirage of mist has countless forms, and before it actually appears, everyone sees it differently." Jiang Shou whispered: "I don't know what the person in Yunmo saw."< br>
Sun Yaole said: "No matter what he saw, the spiritual master is right. If you can be scared to death by what you see, such a timid person is destined to have no future."
She finished speaking. When he found that no one agreed with him, his expression became unhappy again.
As the spirit boat moved forward, everyone on the boat gradually felt the clouds and mist floating in the air, like silk and catkins, delicate and elusive.
Mi August opened his fingers and watched the smoke passing through his fingertips. He could smell the faint smell of moist sea on the tip of his nose.
The surroundings are unusually quiet. Mi August turned around and looked around, and found that everyone around him looked like they were lost.
Jiang Shou's expression was solemn and solemn, Sun Yaole's face was full of spring, Mi Liuyu's face was filled with tears, Mu Yan's whole body was convulsing and his breath was not smooth.
Not just them, the boys and girls elsewhere had their eyes straightened and fell silently into a dream.
Mi August saw the spiritual masters gathering in front of him, and Suo Wuchang, who was wearing a white mask, was also inside.
Suo Wuchang happened to turn his head and look in her direction. The two looked at each other. Mi August found that Suo Wuchang must have been surprised.
She walked towards him.
The spiritual master group discovered her movements.
The spiritual master who had testified about her fight with Tu Yaning before said with a smile: "My little friend is really different. This trip to Lingzhou will definitely be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate and the sky is vast."
This is a sign of goodwill.
Mi August smiled and said: "I would like to borrow your kind words."
The spiritual master said: "I am from Yinhuan Mansion. If you feel uncomfortable staying in Wuchang Hall someday, you can come to Yinhuan Mansion to have a look."
She got on the boat with Suo Wuchang. A Yinhuan Mansion spiritual master took it for granted that the place where she went to Lingzhou was the Hall of Impermanence.
Mi August nodded and accepted the olive branch without explaining his relationship with Suo Wuchang.
She walked next to Suo Wuchang, and Suo Wuchang asked: "What did you see?"
Mi August saw nothing, but she didn't know whether the answer was normal, so she just shook her head. , let Suo Wuchang figure it out on his own.
Suo Wuchang really understood what she meant by shaking his head, and said: "The mirage of the mist is interdependent with blessings and misfortunes. As long as it is carried over, it is a good thing to strengthen people's mental and spiritual senses. People who come from the mortal continent have little knowledge and pure spiritual senses. suffered The mirage that arrived is not very strong, so it is a rare opportunity.”
The spiritual master of Yinhuan Mansion also said: “That’s right, it’s not like we can only protect our body with a spiritual shield and don’t dare to inhale a trace of mirage. Angry, take one more look at the mirage, If you are not careful, you will sink into the mirage until your death."
He looked at Mi August and said with a smile: "I think my little friend is very human. Instead of using my treasure to protect my body, I might as well try this opportunity. ."< br>
Mi August's face made a thoughtful expression at the right time. In fact, her mind was turning. She did not deliberately use any treasure to protect her body, but she did not feel that the mirage of the mist had any effect on her from the beginning to the end. What effect.
“Hey, Liuguangque will really catch a good seedling now, the boy from Yunmo woke up first.”
Mi August heard the words of a spiritual master and turned to look back.
Tu Yaning knelt on one knee, holding the moon-hanging sword in his hand. Sure enough, he was awake, but he seemed to be unable to stand up for a while.
He looked up and looked around, and stopped motionless when he saw Mi August.
Mi August nodded to him, said hello, and then looked in front of the spirit ship again.
The sea scenery that could have been seen was suddenly completely covered by thick fog.
"Silence!" The leading spiritual master shouted at this time.
Mi August felt that the spiritual masters around him, including Suo Wuchang, tensed up.
Huh~
It was as if someone blew a breath in her ear.
Mi August looked sideways.
Nothing.
However, countless whispers came from far to near.
There are boys and girls, teenagers and girls, some are happy, some are sad, some are angry and some are resentful.
Countless voices gather together, no end can be found, no end can be heard.
A real muffled sound sounded nearby.
Mi August glanced down and saw Suo Wuchang's clenched fist hanging by his side with bulging veins, indicating that he was working very hard now.
Looking calmly at the other people he could see, the spiritual master of Yinhuan Mansion had a ferocious expression on his face.
A trace of doubt arose in her heart.
Apart from the fact that the background sounds were a bit noisy, she didn’t feel any discomfort.
The leading spiritual master said loudly, "The mist is dim and illusive, and mirages pile into the sky!"
The whispers ceased.
The clouds and mist float quietly.
A single eye opened, as if tearing apart the world of clouds and mist. The dark blue eyeball was spinning in a vortex, and one could see huge waves rolling in it, and the thunder and lightning were deafening.
It looked at the spirit ship.
The spiritual ship is as small as an ant in front of it.
Staggering, you are about to fall into this dense and dense world if you are not careful.
(End of this chapter)