The Dragon from Hell

Looking at the mosaics on the table, Qin Feng was not surprised at all, and could even say that it was expected.

He picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in front of his eyes to look at it, which made Zhong Mengran frown: "You don't really want to eat it?"

This mass of things looked colorful, and it was impossible to know what it was.

"Why don't you eat it if you've ordered it?" Qin Feng asked back: "Don't you want to try it?"

Zhong Mengran turned her head away: "I don't have this hobby."

Seeing her refusal, Qin Feng smiled and stuffed the things into his mouth.

Zhong Mengran turned her eyes and saw him chewing seriously, and couldn't help asking: "Does it taste good?"

She had also eaten fireworks in the world, so she naturally knew what ordinary dishes tasted like.

Looking at Qin Feng's expression, she couldn't guess what these things that were mixed together like vomit tasted like.

"Want to know?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and even picked up another piece and put it in his mouth: "Actually, you can try it yourself. After so many years of fasting, you are not hungry, but you have to satisfy your appetite, right?"

Seeing Qin Feng eating with relish, Zhong Mengran hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of something that didn't look so much like vomit and put it in her mouth.

She closed her eyes and overcame the psychological barrier to put the thing into her mouth, but she regretted it the moment she put it in her mouth.

Not only did the thing not taste like ordinary dishes, but both the taste and the feeling of entering the mouth were almost the same as candles.

She took a bite and it was no different from chewing a candle.

She frowned, but still covered her mouth and spit out the thing for the sake of her image, looking at Qin Feng expressionlessly: "Is it interesting?"

Seeing her stern face, Qin Feng smiled and said: "Why don't you even pretend when there is no one else here?"

"Is there any need for us to pretend? Anyway, no matter what I pretend to be, you can expose it, right?"

Qin Feng smiled: "It shows that we are quite honest with each other."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, what are these things?" Zhong Mengran asked.

"Tell me what you think." Qin Feng put down his chopsticks and didn't rush to answer.

"If this is a place created by our state of mind, since there are people who can react like normal people, it means that part of the things here are real."

"The state of mind itself is used to confuse us. Since it is confusing, we should not be so careless here."

"Is that what you mean?"

Qin Feng nodded: "Smart."

Since this is an illusion, it means that everything here is virtual. Since it is virtual, there will be no virtual scenes interspersed in the real world. As Zhong Mengran said, this is too careless.

It is obviously a magnificent inn. The food on the tables of other guests is decent, but the dishes they ordered here are messy and tasteless.

Some people outside who look lively are actually repeating the same actions, while some people are very blurry and can't see their appearance at all.

If this is their state of mind, it is even more suspicious.

According to what Gusu Li and others said before, although the state of mind is illusory, it is definitely a complete scene constructed by divine power.

Such a small town full of bugs, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like their state of mind, and the probability of two people having the same state of mind is too low.

Not to mention such a strange state of mind.

Qin Feng stood up and walked directly to one of the tables where the guests were drinking and playing finger-guessing games, and directly picked up a chopstick of roast chicken.

The guests at that table did not react at all, and continued to drink and play finger-guessing games.

Zhong Mengran looked at this scene and felt as if she was in a play script and became a transparent bystander.

Qin Feng picked up a chopstick of chicken. The chicken of the guests at this table was obviously different from their messy mosaic. He could not only see the texture of the chicken, but also smell its fragrance.

But when he stuffed the roast chicken into his mouth, the taste in his mouth was not the real taste of roast chicken.

"Would you like to try it?"

Qin Feng handed the chopsticks to Zhong Mengran, but the latter immediately turned his face away: "No need."

She didn't want to eat wax again.

Qin Feng smiled and ignored her. He walked to the other tables and tasted all the dishes, even the white flour buns on the table.

Most of the dishes tasted like wax blocks, and there was no taste of normal dishes, except for the roast chicken.

Some vegetables did have flavor, but they were raw and astringent, and there was no taste of seasoning at all.

The white flour buns did have flavor., but the taste was not fresh out of the pot, but more like the taste of having been rotten for a day.

Qin Feng returned to his seat and sat down. Zhong Mengran finally didn't think he was fooling around like before, and frowned and asked: "How is it?"

"Just as you thought." Qin Feng restrained his smile: "We are indeed in the state of mind, but it is not an illusory state. This should be a place constructed based on someone's memories. In other words, we are now in... It is likely to be someone else's state of mind."

Although Zhong Mengran already had a guess in her heart, she was still a little surprised when Qin Feng gave the answer: "In other words, we are now in someone else's memory?"

If they are in someone else's state of mind now, then where is the "opportunity" for the two of them?

Why are other people entering Wangjing Mountain all fine, but only the two of them were sent to someone else's state of mind?

To take your own opportunity, you naturally go to your own state of mind, but how can they be in someone else's state of mind now?

Is it a coincidence? An accident? Or someone did it on purpose?

Zhong Mengran thought of Liuqin almost immediately. After all, the two of them happened to be the thorns in Liuqin's eyes. As the wife of the sect master, it is not impossible for her to do something about this matter.

"Yes, and no." Qin Feng said: "I don't know what happened. After all, I heard everything about Wangjing Mountain from others, and so did you. So I can't give you a definite answer now."

"As for whether it is a coincidence or someone did it on purpose... I'm afraid we can only get the answer after we go out."

Qin Feng's fingers nodded lightly on the table: "But now there is an urgent matter that we need to consider. If you and I are in the state of mind of others now, then... how should we get out?"

He looked at Zhong Mengran: "You should know that if the state of mind of others collapses, we can't get out."