"He also said that I was not like my mother, but more like my father." Mo Zhiyu smiled slightly, and then said, "Since you know where this array is, then take me there, maybe I will encounter some miracle and recover all of a sudden?" ”

"That's not going to work!" Hu Hansan hurriedly waved his hand and refused, "It's very dangerous there, even Elder Yue doesn't dare to get too close." And I just told you that the prohibitions here in the forbidden land are all aimed at Yuanli monks, I was an ordinary person at the time, so I was able to go there unintentionally, and now I can't get close to a single step. Not to mention protecting you! ”

Mo Zhiyu pondered for a moment, and then said, "Since you said that Yuanli Monk can't enter, but I'm an ordinary person now, it should be no problem for me to go there, right?" ”

"It's even worse if you go alone!" Mo Zhiyu hurriedly said, "Although I was still very young when I went there, only seven or eight years old, I was very impressed, there was a terrifying aura there, and I felt a bad chill before I got close. Moreover, there is a thick black smoke accumulated there all year round, and there seems to be a shadow in the black smoke, which is even more terrifying. ”

"Scary than a meow ball?" Mo Zhiyu mentioned it casually.

"Don't say it," Hu Hansan suddenly became even more serious, "I only started to be afraid of cats after I went there, and I was so scared that I was inexplicable!" ”

Mo Zhiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You make me even more curious." ”

"Don't even think about it, recuperate with peace of mind!" Hu Hansan is a thousand instructions.

Mo Zhiyu shrugged, now that he was injured, there was no way to do anything dangerous.

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It was day and night, and before going to sleep, Mo Zhiyu took out the formation and looked at it, but he still had no clue, only dizzy, so he turned off the lights and went to bed early, and he fell asleep upside down.

In his sleep, he seemed to have fallen into a black mist. He'd been in this situation many times, and he wasn't surprised. He wondered if it was because he had seen the circle before, so he recalled the layout of the circle in his mind, and in this dream, he saw golden lines spread out from under his feet, and a huge circle was slowly opening with him as a starting point.

The black fog around him dissipated in an instant, but he was still in the black, and he felt slimy under his feet, as if he was stepping on a black pool. He wanted to take a step forward, but the circle under his feet was slowly moving with his steps. As he moved, he saw familiar images gradually appear around him, and these images built up an illusory scene in the black world, and he passed through these scenes as if he were experiencing them at once.

These are his memories, and they are also memories that belong to the "ink delusion".

Thinking of this, he was immediately alert, worried that he had entered the trap of "ink delirium" again. He stopped his pace and slowly took a few steps back, only to find that there were still illusory memories around him, and he couldn't escape them.

Mo Zhiyu knew that he was in a dream now, and he had to wake up as soon as possible, but now that he didn't have the Eyes of the Gods, he couldn't see the weakness of this dream. Even if he had, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to crack it with his current ability.

In a dream, people are very fragile, and a little emotion can be amplified in an instant. Just like now, he actually felt a deep fear surrounding him, overwhelming him.

He couldn't help but breathe violently, inhaling as deeply as he could, trying to calm himself down quickly. He pressed his hand to his chest, but he couldn't stop the beating of his heart, which seemed to be about to burst out of his throat.

"It's really haunting." He gasped slightly, and suddenly his heart was ruthless, since this was his dream, then what he wanted, there would be!

He suddenly held his hand in front of him, and in the air, a sharp outline gradually formed, an illusory sword. He aimed the sword at his heart, and subconsciously, he seemed to be deep in that beach, and there seemed to be the person standing opposite. But this time, it was he who held the sword and stabbed it down!

"Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, Mo Zhiyu woke up from his dream, sat up from the bed at once, he breathed violently, and looked at the sky outside the window A glimmer of light had appeared, and a new day had come. Mo Zhiyu looked at everything familiar around him, and then gradually relaxed, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and put his palm in front of his chest, as if he was subconsciously looking for the sword.

Then he was suddenly stunned, because he felt that his chest didn't hurt as much as it did yesterday, as if it had already scarred?!

Mo Zhiyu immediately untied his robe, and then ripped the bandage on his chest, and found that it was really good, but the pattern of this scar knot looked a little abnormal!

Mo Zhiyu was surprised in his heart, and an idea faintly popped up in his mind, but he was not sure, so he ran out of the bamboo house and startled the meow ball guarding the door. But he wasn't in the mood to explain to Meowball now, so he ran to the pool not far away. Running to the edge of the pool, he crouched down and looked at the reflection in the water by the light of the early morning. The wound on his chest had actually formed a kind of magic circle, very similar to the one he had seen yesterday, but it was slightly different.

Mo Zhiyu held his head, always feeling as if he had grasped something, but this thing didn't grasp it steadily, and he thought about it painfully.

"Is it the formation that Yun Shi left in my heart? Or is it because I watched the formation change the injury? He gritted his teeth slightly, the bruises on his forehead flared up, and it was this kind of puzzle that he couldn't start, which really forced him to rush to Yunzhou to ask what was going on now.

Meow Qiu nervously followed, and when he saw Mo Zhiyu like this, he didn't dare to approach, so he only sat down two steps away from him and meowed lowly.

Mo Zhiyu heard the sound of the meow ball, but did not look back, only looked at the reflection in the water, slowly calmed his emotions, and said slowly: "I'm fine." ”

Meow Ball still meowed a little worriedly, Mo Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and turned to look at Meow Ball, smiled slightly, pointed to his chest and said, "Look, it's okay here." ”

Meow Ball saw the scar on Mo Zhiyu's chest, and immediately meowed happily, leaning over and rubbing Mo Zhiyu's chest with his big head. Mo Zhiyu rubbed the big head of the meow ball, and said with a low smile: "Okay, okay, if you rub it again, the wound will be cracked!" ”