I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

A gaping hole was torn open in the space, and blood flowed everywhere. The fat man turned around and said, "It's nothing serious!"

"So, the time the child fainted coincided with the time the statue was broken." Xie Yuhua said this without any emotion, while the fat man turned back and remained silent.

The room was broken open, but no one noticed. Only a woman's gentle voice came out: "Young sir, come and eat."

Several people didn't understand; it seemed to be Tibetan.

"Are there any Tibetans among us?" the fat man asked, turning around since he couldn't see anyone.

"Did we drive the wrong car? If it's someone else's, we'll..." Cheng Yu hesitated.

"How do I close it... Oh my god! Bro, when did you appear? You scared me to death!" The bro suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost, making Fatty jump and his heart almost jump out of his throat.

The young man seemed hesitant; his eyes flickered, and he turned his head slightly towards the inside.

"I didn't realize the mute was Tibetan. Why don't you invite us in?" Black Bear noticed the hesitation in the young man's eyes and reminded him.

The young man stepped aside to make way for him. He knew that Hei Xiazi was reminding him that this was not his home. Of course, he knew that this was an illusion, but Bai Ma was exactly as he had imagined. He had indeed been greedy.

But he wasn't reluctant to leave and was already prepared to go. He planned to finish this meal and then deal with Baima before leaving. He didn't expect them to arrive first.

"Young sir, have we received any guests?" a woman dressed in Tibetan clothing asked softly. Her Tibetan language was as melodious as a nightingale's song. Her Tibetan robe was brightly colored and embroidered with exquisite patterns, showcasing a unique ethnic style. She wore a magnificent headdress, inlaid with various gemstones and pearls, which shimmered with dazzling light. A wide belt was tied around her waist, from which hung a string of small and exquisite bells, which made a crisp and pleasant sound as she walked.

When Jieyuhua saw 'Baima', she nodded slightly in greeting.

“Wow, our young master has made so many friends! Please invite them in.” 'Bai Ma' nodded in response, her eyes always sparkling, her face full of smiles, as she warmly invited them in.

The young man beside her silently watched 'Baima', a hint of indescribable sadness in his eyes.

A group of people went inside. The young man scanned everyone around, and finally his gaze stopped on Ling Xiao, who was trembling with fear behind Cheng Yu. Hei Xiazi understood what he meant and explained, "So far, only a few of us have come out. The young master had a little accident."

He nodded his head and whispered, "I've lost my memory again." Then he grinned and said, "I just figured out how to get out of the illusion mirror, and I ran into you, you mute."

The young man nodded to indicate that he understood, then turned his gaze back to 'Bai Ma', frowned, and revealed a hint of hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

He seemed to have something to say, but then stopped himself. He subconsciously hoped that 'Bai Ma' could help him take a look, but at the same time he was worried. After all, even he himself was not sure if the real Bai Ma knew how to treat amnesia, let alone whether the 'Bai Ma' in this illusion had such medical skills.

"Let's eat." After thinking for a moment, the young man finally said this.

He had experimented and found that the food here was indeed filling. He had cut his finger and dripped the liquid onto the rice and vegetables, but there was no change. He didn't know if the food was real, but at least it could fill their stomachs. He had observed that none of the people had backpacks. It was impossible for Cheng Yu not to have a backpack, and his lips were also chapped. This could only mean that the backpack would disappear if they went out of the illusion. So for them right now, nothing was more important than being full.

Perhaps food can only be found in the illusion. The illusion itself is not the most terrifying thing; what is terrifying is leaving the illusion, leaving that place, and starving to death.