Chap 267
Hearing this, Gu Huaiyu's hand movement stopped abruptly, his face was full of disbelief.
Monk Fuxiu took a deep breath, "Actually, I didn't see what they said about the dead souls that disrupted the progress of the project."
"But I can't find my brother. No matter what method I use, I can't find him." Monk Fuxiu's voice trembled, and even felt a little confused.
Gu Huaiyu tightened his lips and tried to stabilize his voice and said, "Maybe it's not like that, maybe he was caught by something, and he won't be able to reply for a while."
Although she said that, in fact, she felt as if she had already known something in her heart, and she could only try to comfort the other person.
Monk Fuxiu nodded, his eyes a little confused, "Maybe."
He came here to see his brother.
But since the last time I saw it, before he came and asked anything, he left this place for no reason.
Now that he is back here again, he must ask carefully.
Monk Fuxiu looked around and found that it was not much different from what he saw last time. The only difference was that the things in the wheat fields were obviously more familiar.
Some are even too familiar, so they just burst open.
"Boss Gu, where are we?" Monk Fuxiu asked hesitantly looking at the surroundings.
Gu Huaiyu raised his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and gently touched the wheat fields beside her, tore off a strand of wheat, and put it under his nose to smell it gently.
She frowned, finally confirmed something, took the wheat off, her hand was slightly squeezed, her tone didn't sound very good.
"We are in a mirage." Gu Huaiyu's tone sank slightly.
From just now, she felt that something was wrong.
Why is there not a trace of such a large wheat field? Regarding the smell of plants, even other smells are not smelled.
She didn't dare to be so sure until she put the wheat under her nose, carefully identified it, and was sure that there was no problem.
When Monk Fuxiu heard the mirage, his mouth opened slightly, "No way. Hasn't that kind of thing already disappeared?!"
Gu Huaiyu shook his head, "I don't know, but I guess it may be related to the dragon veins here."
She paused for a moment, "I have to further confirm whether it is specific or not."
Monk Fuxiu said, then he asked again, "Then where are we going now?"
Gu Huaiyu glanced at him and said, "I'm also here for the first time."
The implication is that if you are a person who has come twice, you should not ask someone who has just arrived.
Monk Fuxiu: "... That well should really be the place to leave here."
"So what?" Gu Huaiyu raised an eyebrow to look at him.
Monk Fuxiu smiled shyly, "So should we talk to my brother first."
Gu Huaiyu: "... It's also a success."
Because there is no specific direction, after some discussion, they finally decide which way to go by tossing a coin.
Gu Huaiyu chose a front face, and the one that happened to be thrown out was also a front face.
After thinking about it, the two decided to go in the direction indicated by the coin.
The place where I can see is all ripe wheat.
They passed through the wheat field and walked forward along the designated direction.
A stubble of ripe wheat hung on both sides, and when they walked past, it would hit their arms inertially.
Monk Fuxiu felt a little curious, "I have only heard of Mirage in books, and this is the first time I have come into contact with it."
He pulled out a small piece of wheat in his hand, studied it carefully, and was amazed, "This mirage is not bad at all, except that it has no fragrance."
Gu Huaiyu walked ahead and explained to him without looking back, "In the beginning, there were not many mirage dragons, and they were not strong enough, and even fewer survived. Now if there are any, this kind of ability is not enough. strange."
It can be said that the relationship between the mirage dragon and the dragon clan is very close.
Even to a certain extent, they are closer to humans than dragons. In some legends, mirage dragons are even more benevolent.
When the gods do not respond to the prayers of mortals, they will lift the clouds and rain for the people on the ground, and even drive the fish past for the fishermen who are out of luck.
But at the same time, they are also arrogant.
They hate being looked directly at by humans, and they don't even like others seeing them hunting.
Apart from these two points, there is nothing wrong with mirage dragons.
But such a good mirage is extremely difficult to reproduce.
Gu Huaiyu has been walking in the world for so many years, only in his early years, when there were still a lot of mirage dragons, he saw one.
But that was a small mirage dragon, and some scales on its body hadn't even grown.
Monk Fuxiu followed, listening to Gu Huaiyu talking about the mirage dragon.
At the end, he couldn't help but curiously asked, "Boss Gu, have you seen a mirage dragon?"
Gu Huaiyu paused in his footsteps, and soon continued to move forward, his voice a little faint.
"I saw it a long time ago."
The little mirage dragon was deceived by the ambitious fishermen before they even had time to grow up, and fell into the net carefully prepared by them.
By the time she rushed over, the little mirage dragon had already been paid tribute to the officials above by the group of profit-stricken fishermen.
She looked for it a little bit, but it happened to be in troubled times, and she finally did not find it.
Even the last clue was completely broken.
If it weren't for the mirage in front of her, she would have forgotten the little mirage dragon that gave her a sea flower.
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Through the wheat field, they finally came to the edge of the wheat field.
Unexpectedly, the place that appeared in front of them was actually a magnificent palace.
They even saw the maids walking on the road, wearing Chinese clothes.
They all had melons, fruits and pastries in their hands, and they looked a little hurried in their footsteps.
Gu Huaiyu's eyes cast a deep look, and he walked straight to the palace without any pause under his feet.
Monk Fuxiu hurriedly followed behind her and said to her in a low voice, "Boss Gu, it's okay for us to go directly, if they ask, how can I answer?"
Gu Huaiyu waved his hand, as if he knew what was going on there, and said, "It's okay, they won't ask."
Although Monk Fuxiu was still puzzled, he still followed her and walked to the palace.
The next thing was really the same as Gu Huaiyu just said.
The handmaid in a hurry just glanced at them, said nothing or asked anything, and continued to do their own thing.
The gate of the palace is wide open, in order to facilitate those maids to go in and out to deliver things.
After they walked into the palace, they heard a group of men drinking and laughing.
Monk Fuxiu immediately recognized it and said quickly, "This voice belongs to the workers."