In the dark night, the uninhabited Hedong, the songs of the open-minded and sudden reverberated, as if all dangers and difficulties will flow with the water and pass by the wind.

Jiang Baimian hummed the melody gently and adjusted his condition to the best.

After singing a paragraph, she turned her head and looked at Shang Jianyao, and asked with a smile:

"Why don't you use a small speaker?"

"In this environment, you have to sing this song yourself to feel it." The answer is Shang Jianyao, who is striving for excellence.

He even provided suggestions for improvement:

"It feels better to sing while playing slaps on your legs."

Jiang Baimian imagined it and said:

"I'll try it later."

Zhou Yue, who was full of mirrors in front of the shrine, looked at them, felt as if she was out of place.

"Is it really suitable to sing at this time?"

"Forget it, dreams everywhere, why be serious?"

These thoughts flashed through Zhou Yue's mind and finally came to the way she dealt with them most.

Just as Shang Jianyao patted his thighs again and was about to hum a melody, the entire Nan Keguan suddenly became pitch black, and all the light bulbs seemed to have lost their current in an instant.

Soon, under the rays of light, Jiang Baimian and the others found themselves in a community covered with green trees.

The buildings here are not too high, and warm lights are reflected behind the glass windows, making the night less quiet and deserted.

"Which community in Jiang Xiaoyue jumped off the building?" Zhou Yue looked around and asked.

"It should be." Jiang Baimian gave a positive answer.

The three of them seemed to have been transferred out of thin air, and everything around them was so real.

"The information the 'high unintentional person' wants to provide is hidden in this illusion?" Zhou Yue was most worried about this question.

Shang Jianyao nodded:

"Maybe, maybe, maybe we need to explore it ourselves."

"Do more and more wrong..." Zhou Yue still sticks to her philosophy.

Although they now seem to be standing in the atrium of the community, they should actually be sitting cross-legged on the futon.

As soon as she finished speaking, the environment changed. Just like Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian and the others last time, the three of them entered the corresponding building without doing anything and came outside Jiang Xiaoyue's residence.

The man squeezed in the door, rushing through the gap and peeking inside.

Zhou Yue's ears echoed in fear, despair, and a sound of collapse:

"Are you going to force me to death... Are you going to force me to death..."

Then, she saw the layout of the house, the distorted faces close to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Jiang Xiaoyue sitting on the railing.

The next second, Jiang Xiaoyue jumped out of the window.

In the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Zhou Yue all had their thoughts swallowed by the whirlpool and their reason was submerged in darkness. Their consciousness was like falling catkins, shaking and not real.

When they broke free from this feeling, they found that they were still in the community covered with green trees, no different from the beginning.

They were all familiar with the following process. They entered the house again and again, walked through the crowd of people who were peeping, and entered Jiang Xiaoyue's home. They saw her murmuring and committing suicide by jumping off the building, and experienced the painful feeling of consciousness transforming into candles in the wind, and their thoughts were pulled into pieces.

They were like they were trapped in this period of time, unable to break free or leave.

As the repetitions over and over again, Jiang Baimian's consciousness gradually became blurred, and his whole body became more and more confused.

Suddenly, her left arm chip gave her a preset signal.

This is a reminder that her overall condition is wrong!

What's wrong... Jiang Baimian's thoughts instantly returned a little from the chaos, and found that he was repeating a sentence.

That sentence is:

"Are you going to force me to death... Are you going to force me to death..."

This... Jiang Baimian woke up most of the time and found that he was standing on the railing. There was an open glass window in front and the ground where things had become much smaller.

She is about to jump off the building!

The corresponding place does not have a bloody human body.

I became Jiang Xiaoyue? I really entered this illusion? If I really jumped, what would happen? A series of questions flashed through Jiang Baimian's mind, and a fearful feeling arose in his heart.

She quickly turned her head and looked at the place where Shang Jianyao should be.

Then, she found that Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a dark blue short down jacket, was also standing on the railing, with one hand reaching his head.

During this process, Shang Jianyao was blowing by the night wind and kept staring at the ground at the bottom of the building, as if he was considering whether to jump down.

"I'm already awake." Seeing this, Jiang Baimian spoke.

"That's good." Shang Jianyao withdrew his right hand.

Jiang Baimian asked curiously:

"You are not affected? Didn't you become Jiang Xiaoyue?"

"I was infected and had been dragged back, and now I am calm and rational." Shang Jianyao replied calmly.

Is it still possible? There are such benefits for mental illness? Also, this is different from Qiao Chu's "forced charm". It is not a hit as soon as you encounter it. It requires repeated cycles to be infected. Switching personality can indeed effectively get rid of it... Jiang Baimian nodded with some clarity.

Then, she thought of another person:

Zhou Yue!

"Maybe I have to give Zhou Guanzhu some excitement." Shang Jianyao also pointed to the side and said.

Jiang Baimian looked closely and found that Zhou Yue was in another similar room, standing on the railing, raising the window, ready to jump off.

She was covered in black hair and her eyes were silent and she said a few words:

"Do you want to force me to death...Do you want to be very serious...Do you want to be very serious...Do you want to be very serious...Do you want to be very mysterious...Do you want to be very serious..."

She seemed very struggling and was not determined to jump off the building for a while.

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian ignored whether the other party's correct position was distorted by hallucinations. He directly stretched out his left hand and opened his five fingers in the direction of Zhou Yue.

A silver-white arc jumped out, illuminating the surroundings with crackling sounds.

In a blink of an eye, the arc fell on Zhou Yue, causing her body to tremble.

The next second, the open window, the faces stuck to the glass, the room with lights on, the community covered with green trees became extremely illusory and soon disappeared without a trace.

Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian, and Zhou Yue were still sitting on the futon, surrounded by shrines and pillars.

"The hallucination just now was a bit strange..." Zhou Yue shook her numb hands, "I still feel like I'm being electrocuted."

"Dreams everywhere, why be serious?" Shang Jianyao replied to her.

Jiang Baimian discovered a problem from Zhou Yue’s sigh just now:

“It’s a bit strange indeed.

"Why is our consciousness affected and we feel like we have become Jiang Xiaoyue?"

Shouldn’t the hallucination ability of the “high-level unintentional person” focus on external fields such as distorting environmental information and replicating target states?

When can he directly affect his target's awareness?

When Zhou Yue heard Jiang Baimian’s question, he opened his eyes wide:

"Yes, the 'illusion' in our field cannot do this, at least the 'spiritual corridor' level cannot do it..."

As she said that, she stopped and showed a slightly awkward smile.

She said let it go again!

Jiang Baimian politely skipped this point and said with thought:

“He got magical items from other fields from the ‘Mind Corridor’?”

"It's possible." Zhou Yue agreed.

"There is another possibility." Jiang Baimian continued.

Her expression became quite serious:

"It is not the 'high unintentional person' that affects our consciousness, but the illusion itself."

"The illusion itself?" Zhou Yue was a little confused.

Jiang Baimian explained:

"He should have reproduced the experience at that time and created this illusion.

"Since it's a replica, maybe I'll copy some weird things in Jiang Xiaoyue's spiritual world, and produce an effect."

"In other words," Shang Jianyao made a summary statement for Jiang Baimian, "It is not the 'high-level unintentional person' that affects our consciousness, but Jiang Xiaoyue's spiritual world."

Zhou Yue shrank her body:
To be continued...