Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

Squeezed with the patchwork of memories, I can no longer tell...

"Ayuan, let's go back."

The picture gradually faded, and the purple flower was stuffed into the old Taoist's hands. The thin boy standing outside the door left with Mo Zhichun.

"That's not right. Ayuan didn't appear in the photo stone. How did you see Ayuan?"

Gu Ye saw the disappearing scene, the purple Paulownia flowers circled around Lin Yuan, and turned into a purple hairpin to hold up Lin Yuan's long hair. He asked the old Taoist priest in confusion.

"Because this young man was standing at the door without saying anything, I didn't notice him. He took the initiative to hand me the flowers, and that's why I remember him."

The old Taoist priest looked at Lin Yuan's image, which gradually overlapped with the image of the young boy in his memory. He sighed inwardly: It is true that immortals never grow old. This boy came here in this image, and there is no difference now.

"Ayuan, do you have any memory of this video?"

Mo Zhichun had no memory of this video, but the people in the video were indeed himself and Ye Yao. The shadow in the door illuminated by the sun and the hairpin on his head indicated that the fourth person who did not speak was Lin Yuan, but was this the past or the future? Mo Zhichun suddenly became unsure.

"I didn't have it originally, but in the illusion of the mirage monster, I have this memory."

Things came to this point, Lin Yuan felt that the mirage monster's dream might be able to shed some light on the mystery, so he told it about the dream that he had avoided talking about before.

"This is the beginning of the illusion. Then Sister Mo and I left here and went back outside. Suddenly, the seedling in the pot attacked and stretched out its branches to drag Sister Mo into a dark hole. I wanted to pull Sister Mo out, but what I touched was indeed cold white bones. After a while, you also appeared and ran towards the black hole. I couldn't stop you. Then no one came out, and I was the only one left outside. I also wanted to enter the black hole, but the black hole wouldn't let me in. As soon as I stretched out my hand, the hole disappeared. In order to get out, I automatically kept myself awake and attacked myself... After waking up, I was a maid beside Nan Ke."

"So your injury was caused by yourself?"

Nan Ke thought of Lin Yuan's wrists full of scratches, bleeding. Was it to keep him awake? In his heart, he made a note of the mirage monster. It bullied Lin Yuan for feeling insecure, and made him watch the people or monsters he cared about leave in front of him, leaving him alone. It drove Lin Yuan crazy and made him unable to get out of the illusion forever. It was really a powerful opponent.

But how did the mirage monster know that Lin Yuan was afraid of being abandoned and left with only his own world? In other words, even Gu Ye didn't know that Lin Yuan lacked a sense of security. Even if the mirage monster could read people's memories and regrets, it couldn't have constructed such a targeted illusion so quickly. The dreams that Gu Ye and I exchanged with each other were obviously a very poor illusion, and the character's personality couldn't be imitated. Why was Lin Yuan's illusion so specific?

No, Lin Yuan's illusion was also very rough, their dreams were all very rough, the reason why Lin Yuan was possessed was fear, the thing he feared most was to be separated from Sister Mo again, so he lost control in the illusion. His illusion seemed to be tempting him to remember his past memories.

Perhaps from the beginning, the mirage demon came for Lin Yuan. What did it want to gain by coming for Lin Yuan's memory?

Nan Ke did not express his thoughts, but only told Pei Qiubai his guess through secret words. Perhaps the mirage monster came for Lin Yuanhe from the beginning.

"It's not serious, at most it's just a little skin breakage. Besides, I'm back."

Lin Yuan looked at the cold faces of Mo Zhichun and Pei Qiubai and explained in a panic, but he pulled his hands behind his back.

"Ayuan, you forgot what I said again. If it happens again, I will punish you by making breakfast for everyone for a year."

Mo Zhichun did not lift up Lin Yuan's sleeves, but the way Lin Yuan had stayed awake since he was a child was to draw lines on his wrists. Without even looking, one could tell that the place wrapped in thick gauze was already covered in scars.

"The sun is setting, and the next day is about to begin. The old man is going to bed, and I'll see you tomorrow, my friends."

The old Taoist priest watched the last ray of sunlight disappear in the house, climbed up onto the altar and slept standing up. The dirt and debris on the ground gathered on the old Taoist priest's body, forming a protective covering for the old man who was about to fall asleep against the chill of the night.

"Anyway, we can't get out for a while, so everyone should rest early. Let's see the situation tomorrow to see if you can get out of the scene, or if you can control your behavior for a longer time. Qiu Bai and I will go to Xing Mansion to check it out. According to the rules recommended by Tongyiba and your cyclic information, this scene will probably last for another seven days. Let's find as many clues as possible."

Mo Zhichun urged everyone to rest and took Pei Qiubai to the yard to watch the moon.

"Qiu Bai, this is the first time I see the moon here. What do you think the appearance of the moon means?"

Mo Zhichun looked up at the upside-down red moon in the sky. Was it a crescent moon mirror image that was completely opposite to the real world? This world seemed to become more and more perfect because of their arrival. Ye Zhiqiu brought a sky full of stars, Gu Ye and the others brought a blood moon, so was it the red sun in his memory that he brought?

Having been in a passive position for too long, with family members he cared about coming in one after another, Mo Zhichun was now at a loss as to what to do. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and he wanted to get out more and more urgently.

"Sister, close your eyes. Don't look at the moon. Look at me, please."

Pei Qiubai covered Mo Zhichun's obedient eyes with his left palm, put his right hand around Mo Zhichun's waist, put his head on Mo Zhichun's shoulder, and blew air into Mo Zhichun's ear. Seeing Mo Zhichun's ears slightly red and his long eyelashes trembling, he felt itchy in his heart, and reluctantly let go of his left hand that was restraining Mo Zhichun's vision. He turned Mo Zhichun around to face him and let him look into his eyes.

In the vortex of the starry sky, there was only Mo Zhichun's figure. Mo Zhichun's impetuous heart slowly calmed down, and his hand unconsciously touched the teardrop mole at the end of Pei Qiubai's left eye, gently stroking it.

"Okay, okay, I'll just look at you."

The two of them talked in the yard for a while, and waited until Gu Ye and the others fell asleep before taking out the folding bed and two pink quilts from the storage ring. One quilt covered the three brothers sleeping on the straw, and Mo Zhichun tucked the corners of the quilt under the arms of the boys, stuffed their legs into the quilt, and watched the boys' faces gradually ease. Contentedly, he took Pei Qiubai's hand, took the folding chair and the other quilt, and found a corner in the room to lie down.

At this moment, Mo Zhichun really wanted to see Tongyiba, and used his camera to take a close-up of the teenagers covered with pink quilts. After so many years, the children's sleeping postures were still hard to describe.