Chapter 132 Double Illusion

As the Night God Festival walked into this dilapidated ancient town, the vicissitudes of life came to my face again with a psychedelic feeling. As the night god sacrifice walked, he looked up at all the scenes in the town. The whole ancient town was quiet and terrible at this time, and the surroundings were so quiet that no other sound could be heard except the footsteps of the night god sacrifice.

There was no panic on the beautiful face of the night God's sacrifice, but walked slowly in this ancient town with a calm face. It's just that since he walked into this ancient town, a wisp of uneasiness has always lingered in his heart.

It's just that the night god sacrifice is an expression that he doesn't realize about it. He walks quietly through the streets of this ancient town step by step. At this time, this scene looks very strange. In an empty ancient town, the night god slowly walks on the dilapidated streets like a ghost, giving people a kind of strangeness. A strange feeling. .

Just as the Night God Festival was about to step into a dilapidated restaurant with almost nothing intact, a dull voice suddenly sounded slowly from the shabby restaurant, "Did the guest come to stay? It's a pity that the shop is full today, and the guest officer is invited to come again..."

This voice has a strong sense of vicissitudes of life, and even with a trace of imperceptible death. It seems that the speaker has been dead for a long time.

"Although the restaurant is broken, it can barely live in people, but this restaurant is clearly not angry at all. Why do you tell me that it is full of guests?" The Night God Festival just smiled when he heard the words, and then stepped into the dilapidated restaurant.

However, at the moment when the Night God Festival stepped into this shabby restaurant, the look on his face could not help but change, but the originally calm smile disappeared in an instant, and it was replaced by an incredible shock!

As the Night God Festival stepped into the dilapidated restaurant, what I saw was that in addition to a ricke-shaped old man, there were no less than ten men, women and young people sitting in the restaurant, staring silently at the Night God Festival coming in from the door of the restaurant with a pair of nearly white dead fish eyes.

"Who told you that there was no one in our store?" The ricke-headed old man's feet didn't move much. His whole body had come to the Night God Festival lightly and muttered dissatisfiedly, "But since you have walked in, the old man can't shut out the guest officer. The other rooms in the shop are already full of guests. You can sleep in the old man's room tonight... "

The ricke old man smiled politely at the night god sacrifice, revealing the oozing yellow teeth in his mouth. Then he turned around and walked back to the counter, and still calculated the account without changing his face.

After the old man who seemed to be the shopkeeper of the restaurant said those words in a low voice, the night god sacrifice still looked unconscious, with an unconcealed shock on his face, and his bloody eyes stared at the guests in the restaurant.

"They were really not angry at all, but with a strong sense of death, otherwise I would not have noticed their existence after entering this restaurant..."

Although the night god sacrifice was shocked by the scene in front of him, although the more than a dozen people present turned their heads to look at him, they did not show any hostility, so the night god sacrifice did not immediately withdraw from the restaurant, but stood at the door of the restaurant and looked at the scene in the restaurant and analyzed it secretly in his heart.

"Although they are not angry, they have a trace of spiritual fluctuation, and their bodies look a little illusory. Is all the things I see an illusion?"

With surprise and doubt in his heart, the Night God Festival slowly went to the dilapidated table in the restaurant and sat down. Then he stretched out his hand and picked up the kettle on the table inadvertently and was about to pour water into his cup.

It's just that just as the palm of the night god sacrifice was about to touch the kettle, the dilapidated kettle, which looked very solid, suddenly rippled a few illusory ripples.

At the moment of seeing these illusory ripples, the look on the face of the night god sacrifice suddenly changed, and the palm of his hand that stretched out to get the kettle burst into a golden light in an instant, illuminating the whole restaurant brightly.

After summoning his own Lingwu Six Realms Sword, the figure of the Night God Festival suddenly retreated, kicked his legs hard, and quickly retreated from the restaurant. Perhaps before touching the kettle, the Night God Festival still couldn't figure out where the strangeness of this restaurant was.

But when the Night God Festival saw a few illusory ripples on the kettle, the Night God Festival realized that all the people in this restaurant were not living people, but ghosts left by those who had already died! Therefore, the Night God Festival did not feel any vitality from them. Instead, it felt that these people were surrounded by extreme death.

Originally, the Night God Festival did not believe in the so-called ghosts, but now what he saw with his own eyes still shocked him. According to common sense, even if a dead person's soul will be scattered in a short period of time, and it is impossible to continue to survive in the world.

So these ghost-like existences made the Night God Festival so vigilant that he did not want to stay in the restaurant at all, but quickly retreated.

Just as the Night God Festival hurriedly withdrew from the restaurant, the dilapidated restaurant also collapsed in an instant, followed by the whole old and dilapidated town.

As the surrounding scenery disappeared in front of the Night God Festival, the Night God Festival also affirmed the guess in his heart when he stepped into the town.

That's the whole town, which is a very carefully constructed fantasy. This fantasy is supported by the fantasy of Yeming City, forming a double fantasy!

This makes the Night God Festival even if it opens the pupil of the Night God, it does not see through the ancient town in front of you at the first glance. Even after entering the restaurant full of ghosts, it gradually affirms the conjecture in my heart!

"Double illusion... Is this the real horror of the dream swamp?" The night god sacrifice only felt a little cold on his back, because as the whole town collapsed and dissipated, more ghosts appeared around him.

These ghosts all looked at the night god festival coldly, and from these ghosts, we can even see what they looked like before they died. Some of them have their stomachs broken open by sharp weapons, and a large string of intestines are drooping outside the body. Some old people's hands and feet were broken together, and the white bones pierced their limbs ** outside, which was extremely horrible.

Looking at these ghosts with all kinds of strange dead faces, the look on the face of the night god sacrifice gradually became extremely ugly. Although the spiritual fluctuations on these ghosts are not strong, their numbers are so many that they make the night god sacrifice, which has always been calm, can't help but feel a little numb, and I can't wait to leave here immediately!