Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
This is the experience we all have, so there is no need to say more.
"So, what is the reason?"
"This is the ghost hitting the wall!" Bai Muchuan looked into everyone's eyes, "It's a man-made confusing effect, similar to the formation created by the ancient master Qimen Dunjia—"
"..." This is ridiculous!
Everyone was speechless, silent, shaking their heads.
Each face was condensed in the firelight.
Bai Muchuan glanced at everyone, and continued, "People rely on reference objects to walk and find directions. Once the reference objects are missing, it is easy to get lost, and even walk out of a circular trajectory, which is the so-called spinning around in place. .”
"I once read an information on the Internet. It seems that a team spent a lot of money to hollow out a mountain to create a space. People who walk in it will feel that they are going up the steps...but in the end, they will still walk. Back to square one. It’s a design that feels unbelievable, but it’s there.”
In nature, there are many things that cannot be explained by science.
What's more, what about the human factor
In the huge dense forest they are in, under normal circumstances, of course, such things as ghosts hitting the wall will not happen. However, as Cheng Zheng said before, there are natural sources of epidemics here, and people with poor physical fitness will suffer psychologically. It's hard to make a clear judgment—
The light in the dense forest is also not good. Under such circumstances, what if someone deliberately uses a structure similar to Qimen Dunjia somewhere to artificially create the effect of a ghost hitting a wall
Everyone's hearts are cold.
The trees and terrain here really give people a very high degree of similarity.
When they came in, the compass failed, there was no signal, and when they couldn't find the direction, it gave people a strong sense of anxiety. In addition, the area of the place was too large, and the chance of trial and error became even smaller.
Listening to the magic, someone carefully asked: "Maybe this dense forest, like the cave built by that team, is a space specially used to confuse people?"
Bai Muchuan: "It's very likely."
Xiang Wan smiled, and looked at him like a little girl, "If it wasn't artificial and deliberate, it would be hard to explain."
Everyone nodded.
"However, new doubts came again."
Like Xiang Wan, there was also a woman who looked like a fan girl, and Lima. After listening for a while, she suddenly said, "The area here is so large, who has the ability to rebuild the entire space?"
"Money!" Bai Muchuan's eyes gradually turned cold, "Money can do it."
"..."
Money can turn ghosts around.
Everyone nodded.
Lima shivered and asked again: "Is it a secret door?"
Bai Muchuan didn't answer.
"That's right, Team White, is it a secret door?"
Several people were hooked by him and kept asking questions.
Bai Muchuan smiled faintly, the corners of his lips curled up, showing a bit of evil coolness.
"Before the truth comes out, don't rush to get the answer."
"Yeah, it's too early to decide now—"
A man like Bai Muchuan will always be the king of wolves.
It dominates the rhythm of the topic, and also dominates everyone's thinking.
Even if it wasn't deliberate, people couldn't help but be led by him on the topic.
This is probably the charisma.
Xiang Wan glanced at Lima's adoring eyes and smiled.
"I still don't understand."
"Huh?" Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes at her, "Why don't you understand?"
Xiang Wan raised his eyebrows, "I don't understand why you only remembered ghost hitting the wall when you saw me? I'm so beautiful, it's impossible for me to associate with ghosts?"
"..."
Under normal circumstances, Xiang Wan is reserved.
Even if she wanted to praise her beauty, she would only do it in front of Bai Muchuan alone.
Boasting loudly in front of so many people—unusual!
Bai Muchuan looked at the meaningful smile in her sly eyes, sighed, and pinched her cheek affectionately.
"A female ghost like Nie Xiaoqian is also very beautiful—"
"You're not Ning Caichen." Xiang Wan rolled his eyes and sighed with a smile, "Hurry up, it's tempting! I hate it!"
Her delicate smile made her pale face look much better.
Bai Muchuan shook his head with a chuckle, and stopped teasing her.
"Because when I saw you just now, you were on top of me. From the sight, I felt that the person at the secret door was right above your position—then, I dragged you back, and after being thrown down by you..."
Flop the word...
Really good use!
Bai Muchuan smiled, paused for a moment, and coughed lightly.
"I found out after being thrown down by you, I found out—you are still on top of me."
"..."
Is there a problem
Falling down like that, she was on top of him.
Xiang Wan didn't know what the hell he was talking about...
"I don't understand at all. What's the difference?"
"Yeah. Of course it's different." Bai Muchuan looked at her seriously, with a smile in his eyes, "Before, I was the only one with them, and I wasn't so afraid of death. It doesn't matter even if I go around in circles with them in the woods. But seeing you, you are on top of me—I have to protect you. So, I was suddenly blessed, and suddenly I thought of it."
Xiang Wan: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Thought it was a scientific reason.
It turned out to be a bowl of pseudoscientific dog food—
Still, who's to say his explanation isn't right
Indeed, he only remembered it after seeing Xiang Wan!
Nothing wrong!
Everyone is convinced.
In order to fulfill his own ideas, Bai Muchuan still used burnt charcoal to draw a structural sketch similar to "ghost hitting the wall" to explain everything in this confusing space.
"It's too mysterious, I can't understand it."
"It's very ingenious! It just takes advantage of people's blind spots in thinking."
"This... I suddenly feel like I am illiterate!"
"It's not a feeling! It's because you are illiterate!"
Collective Tucao time, everyone is talking about their own ideas.
Xiang Wan looked at the fire and didn't make a sound for a long time.
"The wound hurts?" Bai Muchuan looked down at her leg.
"No." Xiang Wan shook his head.
"Is that because you're not feeling well?" Bai Muchuan frowned even more, and reached out to touch her forehead.
"I'm a little dizzy. But it doesn't affect my thinking."
After saying this, Xiang Wan realized that she had accidentally learned Bai Muchuan's pretentious way of speaking.
Bai Muchuan also noticed it, raised his eyebrows in a funny way, and teased her: "So, Teacher Xiang?"
Xiang Wan cleared his throat, and said with a serious face: "I suddenly thought of a question. Are these mysterious designs you mentioned that ordinary people can come up with? What kind of person is that Brother Ping Duo...? He has such a top-notch brains, a top team? I think it’s not just money that’s enough!”
If you have money, you have to rely on your brain to think about it!