Chapter 3367: Magnify obsession
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Maoshan Ghost King
- Purple Dream Youlong
- 1158 characters
- 2021-04-11 05:27:00
At this moment, Ge Yu found that his soul had also entered this picture, just like the real Yunyang.
The woman in the picture was confused by various illusions. Madam Yunyang couldn’t resist it. He sat cross-legged on the ground, shutting down the five senses, and entered a state of concentration, fearing being caught in the picture. The woman confused her mind.
On Ge Yu's side, his cultivation base is much higher than that of the real person in Yunyang, and his mind is relatively stable. Although he doesn't have any magical tools to use, Ge Yu can still rely on his cultivation base and the ghosts in this painting. contend.
Right now, Ge Yu pinched a demon-falling mark with both hands and greeted the woman.
The woman did not dodge, smiling like a flower, staring at Ge Yu blankly, seeing Ge Yu's seal about to be photographed on her body, suddenly, a voice appeared behind her: "Presumptuous!"
After hearing these two words, Ge Yu shook his whole body, and stopped involuntarily, and quickly stepped back two steps, looking in the direction of the voice behind him.
The reason for this is because Ge Yu heard a familiar voice, and this voice is his master Chen Yuan Zhenyuan.
And when he turned around, Ge Yuguo really saw his master.
An old man with all white hair, wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, stood motionless, only four or five meters away from him.
Although it can be known that all of this is an illusion created by the woman in the painting, he hasn't seen his master for many years, and Ge Yu is still a little excited.
This old man, where did you die? For so many years, you have not seen anyone or a dead body.
Unexpectedly, I was in this illusion and could look at you again.
"Asshole thing, don't you pay respect to Master when you see it?" Chen Yuan snorted coldly, with a sullen expression on his face.
Taking a deep breath, Ge Yu suddenly stepped forward and walked towards the real person Chenyuan in front of him, his eyes red involuntarily.
"Master, I know you are fake, but I still miss you very much. I am also very happy to be able to see you here." Ge Yu said, pinched a magic trick again, and printed it on the real person Chenyuan In the past, unexpectedly, that real person Chenyuan stretched out his hand and pinched a seal, giving Ge Yu a bang.
Ge Yu trembled and took two steps back, but Chen Yuan still stood motionless: "In recent years, your kid has indeed made a lot of progress, so dare you to do something with the master?"
"Damn, this illusion is too real, is it really his master?" Ge Yu said to himself.
"Xiao Yu..." When Ge Yu was puzzled, a familiar voice appeared again behind him.
Hearing this voice, Ge Yu fiercely turned his head, and the person he saw this time turned out to be Yang Fan.
She was beckoning to herself: "Xiao Yu, you haven't come to see me for a long time. May I come and find you?"
"Xiao Yu..." Another voice appeared, but this time it was a bit strange. It was a voice I had never heard before, but it sounded so kind.
Ge Yu turned his head and looked in that direction, but he saw that it was a woman in her thirties with deep love in her eyes.
This person... is his mother?
My uncle still kept a family portrait, and Ge Yu had seen his mother.
The woman who appeared in front of her was her own mother as seen in the photo.
"This child has grown so old..." A hearty man's voice came from the white mist, and then a 30-year-old man appeared next to his mother.
This man was at least seven or eight points similar to himself, and Ge Yu felt as if he was looking in a mirror.
Yes, this man is his father.
Both parents appeared in the illusion.
The heart that had been calm as water finally made waves.
Everyone has obsessions.
And Ge Yu's biggest obsession was not the real master Chenyuan, because Ge Yu knew that he was still alive and had never come out to see himself, it was too late.
What I can't let go of the most is that I have never met my parents and never felt the touch of affection brought to me by their parents.
It is a huge mystery to be born by myself.
My mother walked over to her side and said with a smile: "My son, you are so old, let your mother take a closer look."
With that, the woman walked towards herself and stretched out her hand. Ge Yu knew that this was an illusion, and originally wanted to pinch a magic trick and do it with her, but at this moment Ge Yu was actually a little afraid that the illusion would disappear.
I really want to stay with my parents for a while, even if I look at them more.
This is a great luxury for Ge Yu, who has never seen his parents.
Facing the outstretched hand, Ge Yu hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand: "Mother..."
"Hey, good boy, you have suffered for so many years. At the beginning, it was a bad mother. If we were talking all the time, you wouldn't have been so miserable." The mother in front of her also reddened her eyes and held her with love. Ge Yu's hand.
"Mother..." Ge Yu yelled again, tears streaming down his eyes, he held his mother's hand, and he could feel the temperature.
Regardless, even if it is an illusion, it is enough to be able to see the parents.
But when Ge Yu was holding his mother's hand, suddenly, his figure was imprisoned, and behind him, there was a cold voice: "Since you have come in, don't go out anymore, stay in Would you like to stay with me here?"
A charming woman's face appeared on Ge Yu's side, and a pair of red lips were printed directly on her mouth.
Ge Yu felt fascinated, and the world was spinning...
When it's over, the woman in this portrait can actually magnify the obsession in people's hearts infinitely. When she completely relaxes her guard, she suddenly makes a move. This is to swallow her own soul. I want to come. The woman in this portrait has never been before. Do this kind of thing less.
Ge Yu's consciousness began to blur, and the woman in the portrait put her arms around her neck tightly.
Ge Yu could also see that there was a circle of people standing beside him, including his parents, master, and Yang Fan, all looking at him coldly.
Just as Ge Yu's consciousness was about to disappear, there was a sudden sound of Buddha's chanting in his ears, and a golden light shot out from his body, hitting the woman in the painting directly.
The woman let out a stern wailing, and at the same time, Ge Yu's golden Buddha's light flourished.
Then there was a strong suction force, pulling his soul...