Chapter 276 Illusion and Reality

Qiu Wuji, who had visited the house for a long time and had extremely keen consciousness, didn't feel anything special.

But when reality and reality interact, real people also need to be more real in the eyes of imaginary people, and the philosophical meaning surges in their hearts. Not to mention Qiu Wuji, even Chu Ge can feel that there seems to be something in the room.

The two looked at each other and walked into the master bedroom together.

Then his eyes fell on the bedside table at the same time.

There were some small things scattered among the dust on the bedside table, which were obviously things that I didn't feel the need to bring with me before moving to Beijing, such as tissues, hairpins, a small mirror, and a few novels.

The things are scattered randomly on the bedside table, and no one will notice them at a glance. If there is a thief, no one will steal them.

Chu Ge's eyes fell on "Jin Moumei" on the cover of the novel, his face expressionless.

Grass.

The strength of SSS fell into the mud in an instant.

No, what they read are classics and what they study is the scene of the city, not what we think. Yes, it is like that.

Turning around to look at Qiu Wuji, Qiu Wuji's expression was serious, as if he didn't even see what kind of book it was.

The focus of her gaze is...

That little mirror?

Chu Ge's eyes also fell on the small mirror, and gradually he felt that there was a whirlpool on the mirror surface, sucking his gaze tightly, as if it was about to be sucked into it.

"This is..." Chu Ge let go of his consciousness and cautiously sensed it, as if he could see bits and pieces of spiritual energy slowly gathering towards the mirror, falling on the mirror like dust, and then being absorbed by the mirror and disappearing.

Yes, it disappears. The gathered spiritual energy is not stored and collected, but is gone. It seems that the revived spiritual energy in this world is nothingness, returning to a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.

"The elders and aunties around you will not awaken their supernatural powers..." Qiu Wuji said in a dreamy voice: "Du Lianfeng and the others have turned against them. The spiritual energy may not come from Nanjiang, but it may disappear in Nanjiang."

Chu Ge looked solemn: "Could it be that my father is dissipating spiritual energy? It is such a serious matter to leave a small mirror on the bedside table of the old house?"

Qiu Wuji shook his head: "The effect of this mirror is extremely slow. It is not as good as a range hood. It cannot achieve such a big task of dissipating spiritual energy... I personally estimate that it is more like wiping his own butt."

"Um?"

"His ability is too strong. The spread of the remaining spiritual energy may create a community of superpowers..." Qiu Wuji smiled: "From the atmosphere of life in your old house, I boldly estimate that your father is a more traditional and serious person." people..."

Chu Ge glanced at "Golden X Plum" and nodded.

Putting aside this book, in my experience of the past thirty years, my father is indeed a very traditional and serious person. Neighbors say that Lao Chu is very ideological and Marxist-Leninist. This is not the opinion of the older generation. It really means Marxism-Leninism, but it means old-fashioned, old-fashioned, conservative, and can even be used to refer to old feudalism.

The boards of Marxism-Leninism's coffin can no longer be pressed.

Qiu Wuji continued: "He must not want to cause the accident to happen because of himself. The function of this mirror is only to collect the aura left by his long life, so the 'efficiency' is not high. But... the principle is extremely mysterious."

She walked forward slowly, picked up the mirror and looked at it for a long time, and whispered: "The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, seem real and illusory... Who is illusory and who is real? Your Majesty condensed the real scene into the illusory mirror, but there is no world in the mirror, so To simply dissipate and not exist is to play with reality and reality, which is the shortcut."

Listening to the deep admiration in her tone, Chu Ge also knew that this was indeed something remarkable.

The most remarkable thing is that this is not a magic weapon.

"This is just an intention. He thought it should be like this, so it was like this." Qiu Wuji was extremely amazed: "Essentially, this is just an ordinary makeup mirror."

Chu Ge couldn't help but ask: "Will it have any effect on us?"

"For you and me, this is nothing more than a kind of... How should I put it, a magic weapon to spy on the virtual and real worlds, or a kind of connecting point." Qiu Wuji said: "Maybe..."

She paused and said uncertainly: "We have never been able to find a passage or way to connect our two worlds. Maybe we can get the details from here."

In an objective sense, maybe the inside and outside of the book are two different dimensions, and they are all real existences. After all, every plant and tree is within reach, and everyone's thoughts are fresh in their own way.

But in a relative sense, this world is real, and the book is fantasy. After all, everything comes from Chu Ge's writing. It is still difficult to tell whether it is really an illusion or not.

This is another kind of mirror, where reality and reality are separated.

This is also the fundamental reason why the two of them are always feeling guilty and afraid that they will wake up one day and never see each other again.

But now with this mirror, the mirror can converge the real spiritual energy into the illusion, causing it to dissipate... From a principle point of view, it seems that we can glimpse a virtual and real connection between the two worlds, and maybe one day we can establish a connection between the two worlds. connected channels.

Because I always have that kind of worry in my heart, I dare not talk about getting married.

Because I wanted to get married, I came to see the old house.

Because when I came to see the old house, I found a possible solution to my worries, at least a detailed way.

A mysterious circle.

Chu Ge hesitated: "In that case, if I ask Dad directly, is there a way to do it directly? But I won't be able to contact Dad for a while, so I want to convey it to Mom? But I don't know what to say about our situation. …”

Qiu Wuji shook his head: "Although your father is strong, it may not be useful to ask him. There is no need to force it. Everyone has different starting points. This is not what your father considered when doing this. This is just an unexpected bypass for you and me. refer to……"

"Then put the mirror away first, you can also use it as a makeup mirror."

"I don't need to put on makeup." Qiu Wuji finally said and put the mirror into his small bag.

This thing is really magical, it is not a magic weapon, it is not a magic weapon, it is just an ordinary broken mirror, it is not even shaped by infusion of magic power.

This touched Qiu Wuji too much.

If you just think about it in vain, you can achieve this. This is the power of the Buddha. As for the so-called heaven map that has not yet been opened, Qiu Wuji dares to conclude that heaven monks absolutely do not have this ability.

If you think about it by analogy... If Chu's father can make the real spiritual energy disappear, can he in turn create spiritual energy and spread it in the world?

The origin of aura?

Or does the reason for the strong spiritual energy have something to do with this?

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a little bit scared. If part of aura comes from fantasy, how much of the world we live in is illusory?

"Wait, what are you doing?" Qiu Wuji woke up and saw that Chu Ge was also secretly collecting the things on the bedside table and stuffing them into his own personal space.

I saw the covers of a few novels flash by and then disappear.

Chu Ge said seriously: "As a writer, it is very embarrassing to have no books in the bookcase at home..."

Qiu Wuji turned around and left with an expressionless expression.

You are so committed to the style of a cultured person, why don't you move the selected works of Mao Zedong from the bookcase over there?

"Hey, wait." Chu Ge followed up: "Don't be in a hurry to go back, I'll go find Xiao Xu."

Qiu Wuji didn't know why: "Why are you looking for him?"

"Qiuqiu, as a modern person, do you know what live streaming is?"

Qiu Wuji: "..."

My mind is still in this nostalgic house and the magical mirror.

Why does it feel like I have returned from fantasy to reality, from fantasy to city again?

Chu Ge held her hand and whispered: "Practice will lead to practice, and the days will pass...Actually, I want to find out what my father is doing more than you do, and I have a hunch that our intersection will not be very far away. .”

Qiu Wuji nodded slightly.

Is it just a coincidence that Chu's mother suddenly reminded me to come to the old house?

Isn't it a hint?

Maybe there are more secrets revealed in this mirror.

Chu Ge whispered: "Do you think I only collected books?"

Qiu Wuji turned to look at him.

"My father will definitely not leave diaries and the like here, but there may be bookmarks and notes in the book." Chu Ge said: "I'm thinking that the things that can be seen from here may not be less than a mirror. You study mysteries and I study words, that is the division of labor between you and me, to find the truth of everything."