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Chapter 455 Truth and Falsehood (Part 1)

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    The doll turned into an old man.

    It sounds a bit scary.

    But the pollution I encountered when I was in the courtyard was also like this. I couldn't detect it, but it changed in the eyes of others.

    So Lu Xin felt there was no need to panic.

    He took a deep breath, raised his head and looked around, and immediately discovered that all the shadow objects around him had changed.

    I am in a lively small town.

    Next to it is a flowing river, a wall made of bluestones, a lively crowd, and a warm sunset on the horizon.

    On both sides of the road, there are a dazzling array of shops, and the door of each shop is piled with flowers.

    I have been to this town myself.

    When he first entered this wilderness, he saw a shadow made of spiritual radiation.

    That shadow is what this city looks like.

    When I first entered the museum, the life scenes I saw inside the bottle were also in this small town, but the difference was that before, I was looking outside the bottle, but now, I am inside the bottle.  in.

    He finally entered the bottle.

    ¡­¡­

    With his head slightly dizzy, Lu Xin looked around and saw many people following him.

    They have a girl who grew up well-behaved but is extremely silent.

    There was a woman with short cheek-length hair and a gentle face.

    There was a simple and honest man who was lame in one leg.

    There are also two little boys who look like tiger-like heads.

    ??The things they carry in their hands are also different. Some are carrying vegetables, and some are pushing bicycles.

    In his hand, he also held meat and a bottle of white wine.

    "Let's go"

    The man pushing the bicycle urged: "Fengxia and Kugen are both hungry, and so is Youqing."

    Lu Xin didn¡¯t know who these people were, but he suddenly understood that these were the old man¡¯s dreams.

    ¡°I came in through the characteristics of that old man, and what I blended into was his life.

    If you look carefully, you will see that there are two old people around at this time. If you add yourself, there will be three in total. However, people in this small town cannot discover the fact that there are three old people. In their eyes, they and the doll  , are also this old man.

    So he breathed a sigh of relief, found out which one was the doll from his standing position, took her hand, and stepped aside.

    The family didn¡¯t seem to think there was anything strange, they just walked towards the end of the road slowly, talking and laughing with the old man.

    ¡°Jia Zhen, you go back and stew meat for them to eat.¡±

    ¡°Okay, okay, let¡¯s make more stew today and everyone will eat it!¡±

    ""

    It is really beautiful that the family is so harmonious.

    ¡­¡­

    ¡°Is this town a world in a bottle?¡±

    When the old man walked away, Lu Xin looked up at the sky, which seemed to always be blue and clear in this small town.

    This sky is actually very false.

    Because people who enter this town will actively immerse themselves in sweet dreams, so they will not notice the problem.

    But Lu Xin originally entered this town with a skeptical attitude, so everything was very inconsistent in his eyes. He could even see that the whole town was like a cracked mirror.  A serious sense of patchwork and refraction.

    When Lu Xin became suspicious, a force seemed to appear in the town.

    In the clear blue sky, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, and their eyes coldly swept across the entire town.

    It also realizes that there are forces coming in that do not belong to the museum.

    ¡­¡­

    "Huh"

    Lu Xin raised his head, looked at the eyes in the sky, and smiled at them.

    It can be felt that at this time, there seems to be a power spreading throughout the town.

    I want to engulf him completely, or even separate part of his spiritual power.

    This should be the instinct of the Disaster Museum to collect some of his memories.

    And this part of the memory should be the one you least want to see or even forget. It is part of the collection.

    "If you can be attracted by disaster, then what do you see from me?"

    Weiwei muttered to himself, Lu Xin slowly took a step forward.

    "Crunch"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ????Still can't give it to you.  "

    "after all¡­¡­"

    He spoke slowly, his voice trembling without even realizing it: "Whether it's pain or misfortune, it's all my own. The reason why I feel pain is not because these memories originally appeared in my life."  On a good basis?¡±

    "The beauty that is destroyed is pain."

    "But even if it is destroyed, I will not give these real things to you in exchange for false illusions"

    ""

    In fact, there is no need to say these words at this time, but Lu Xin still said it very seriously.

    After he finished speaking these words and raised his head again, he saw that all the figures in front of him were disappearing, bloody faces, twisted and weird pictures, those who had appeared in his life  , whether they were accompanying him, those he had forgotten, or those he had found, they all appeared at the other end of the town and slowly disappeared.

    Including the old dean, he also stood up, stood among these people, and waved gently to himself.

    Then, slowly disappear.

    It was not only the people around Lu Xin who disappeared at the same time.

    There are many people in the town, and with each person as the center, many other figures are projected. These figures build on each other and interweave into such a bustling town. From a spectator's perspective, it is impossible to distinguish them clearly.  Their authenticity.

    After Lu Xin rejected the museum deal, he saw the true face of this town.

    In his field of vision, the false prosperity and lively images of the small town were quickly disappearing.

    There are many people who immediately went from being surrounded by others to being alone.

    In front of the burned shop, the shop owner sat slumped.

    An old man, hunched over, walking alone into the sunset.

    The girl was lying on the wooden bed in the red light district with her eyes open numbly.

    There has never been any happiness or beauty in this town, only painful and numb souls.

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