The Dragon from Hell

But when she saw Qin Feng had already gone in, she hurriedly followed him: "What are you going to eat? Shouldn't we look for 'opportunities' now?"

"Don't worry, we just came in, there's still plenty of time." Qin Feng looked indifferent, and walked in on his own, as if he was very interested in this inn, as if he was really hungry.

Zhong Mengran was speechless: "Don't you know that time is messed up after we enter the state of mind? Sometimes you feel that you have been here for a day, but in fact you have spent a year outside; sometimes you feel that you have spent your whole life inside, but in fact you have only spent one day outside. If you are not in a hurry, aren't you afraid of being trapped in the state of mind?"

Qin Feng looked at her calmly: "Then no matter how anxious you are, can you be sure which time track we are on now?"

Zhong Mengran was speechless now.

Because she couldn't be sure how long she had spent outside.

But she still felt that she had to find opportunities first. As long as she found opportunities and picked them, her state of mind would naturally open up.

It will be their business whether to go out or not.

But now they dare to wander around without even finding a state of mind. Qin Feng really doesn't take time seriously.

But she knows that she can't guess this man, let alone stop him, so she can only follow him first.

"Waiter!"

Qin Feng found a seat and sat down. As soon as he called out, a waiter with a smile on his face came up: "Are you two guests staying overnight or staying in the hotel?"

"First, a table of good dishes, any dishes, just serve according to your special dishes. If you are hungry, prepare two rooms for the two of us. We will stay here tonight."

"Okay, wait a moment!"

The waiter went down with a smile, and his smile when he left was even brighter than when he came. It seems that the price of dishes in this restaurant should not be low.

Zhong Mengran sat opposite Qin Feng, watching him sorting out chopsticks, and asked with a straight face: "What do you want to do?"

"You said it before, this is a state of mind, and opportunities are in it. But before looking for opportunities, we should always understand what kind of state of mind we are in. And I don't think it's a coincidence that we met here, don't you want to know why our states of mind are exactly the same?"

Zhong Mengran was silent now, and said after a long while: "Then why do you have to come here?"

"Don't you think it's strange here?" Qin Feng asked: "Look at these diners."

The first floor of the inn is also a restaurant, with people coming and going in an endless stream, and the business is very hot.

The guests sat at a table in twos and threes to eat and chat, and occasionally someone came in and greeted the people inside, and the people inside shouted to go over and share the table...

It was a lively scene, exactly the same as the real world.

Zhong Mengran didn't see anything special.

Seeing her blindness, Yang Xiao smiled and said, "Do you want to see your own face?"

Zhong Mengran was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and hurriedly took out a mirror from her arms, which was the Baijing Mirror.

For women, this mirror can indeed be used as a mirror.

She looked at it and found nothing unusual at all. She frowned and said, "What's wrong with my face? Don't be so mysterious, just say it directly."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "I want you to see your face. No matter where you go, you can be called a stunning beauty. It's not an exaggeration."

Zhong Mengran's face was completely gloomy now: "I think you should not be such a boring person."

"Yes, people like me who are not boring think you are beautiful, so what about them?" Qin Feng pointed to those who were sitting in the back and chatting and laughing: "When we came in just now, even when we were walking on the street, no one looked back at you."

With Zhong Mengran's beauty, she can definitely be called a peerless beauty.

If in the real world, she can attract countless people to look back wherever she goes.

But here, these people seemed to have not seen her at all, and each of them was doing their own thing.

"You don't have to be modest. When you entered Lingfeng City, even in a city like that, you attracted a lot of attention from men, and even women couldn't help but stop and look at you a few more times. Today we walked through so many streets, but no one looked at you." Qin Feng smiled and said, "Do you think this is normal?"

Zhong Mengran actually felt that it was unusual, but saying so would be suspected of boasting. She interrupted Qin Feng impatiently: "You also know that this is Wangjing Mountain, which is originally an illusion of our state of mind. Everything here is nothingness, and the people here are even more so. Do you still expect these people to exist in reality?"

She didn't think this was a major discovery, but she felt that it was a waste of time.

"But you know, I was hit by a child before. " Qin Feng poured tea and pushed it to Zhong Mengran while saying: "When the child bumped into me, the touch was very real. Later, the child's father ran out to apologize to me, and I could feel that he was a real person. "

"And if it was an illusion, then the child would not fall down and cry when he bumped into me, and his father would not run out to kowtow and apologize to me, and the people around would not stick their heads out to watch..."

"So now you think, is this place real or an illusion?"

Zhong Mengran was also stunned by what Qin Feng said: "You mean you bumped into someone before, and the other person ran out to apologize to you?"

"Yes, so do you think this place is interesting now? "Qin Feng smiled.

Zhong Mengran was silent.

She did not find nothing along the way. In fact, she also saw the "bugs" that Qin Feng found.

But in her eyes, these were just manifestations of the incompleteness of the illusion, which was nothing.

It is precisely because of these incompleteness that this place is an illusion.

And along the way, passers-by often repeated similar behaviors. The two of them walked among them like transparent people, completely unable to blend in, and no one looked at them.

But Qin Feng actually said that he was hit by someone, and the person who was hit also reacted like a normal person.

If these people can actually have normal reactions, then what are the other people who keep repeating their previous actions and don't even look at them for?

"Sit down and have a good meal first. When it's night, maybe there will be another scene here?"

Just at this time, the waiter brought the meal, put all the plates on the table, and shouted enthusiastically: "Please enjoy your meal, two guests! ”

The waiter’s reaction was normal, but the two people’s eyes fell on the plate in front of them—it was all blurry blocks of color, and they couldn’t tell what the dish was!