Chapter 1014 The Embodiment of Rumors

"We're here, gentlemen-"

Just as the light dissipated, Yuelu's sharp and crazy voice sounded.

He is as energetic, passionate and full of energy as the announcer.

It seems to love its "job" very much and does not feel tired at all.

Yasen, who was still immersed in pain, raised his head and was slightly stunned. He hadn't even realized that they had just set off - let alone that they had arrived.

"Is this... the Hall of Mirrors?"

Yassen looked intently - what appeared in front of him and Aiwass was a dazzling and gorgeous palace.

This is the Hall of Mirrors. However, from Yasen's intuition, its more correct name may be "Jade Palace".

It is entirely made of emerald jade and covers an area at least twenty times that of the Silver and Tin Palace - it is a genuine palace complex, or it can be called a giant fortress.

Either dark green, light green, red or yellow, as well as green ice and milky white - the colors of the exterior walls here are not uniform, but are naturally and randomly distributed. However, this does not make it appear abrupt or ugly... because each exterior wall is painted with different yet extremely natural paintings handed down from ancient times.

Some are oil paintings, some are ink paintings, and some are relief sculptures.

These scroll pictures blend perfectly with the jade background colors on the walls.

It does not belong to any one art style, but it incorporates all art styles.

"All the 'beauty' recognized in the material world will gather here."

Aiwass answered: "This is the Hall of Mirrors."

"...Then, where is the mirror?"

"The mirror is inside, of course."

Aiwass smiled and patted the Moon Deer under him: "We will come out again later, can you please wait a moment?"

"It doesn't have to be like this, respected son of Si Zhu. If you need me, just let the night demon on your head call my name. After all, she is also a phantom demon on the path of love."

Moon Deer made a sharp laugh that was reminiscent of "Evil": "My name is Arnold Eddie MacDonald Lyman Gavin Blue Morgan Mel Holmes..."

It pronounced a name that lasted forty-four stanzas in one breath. This name is so long that it could be made into a song and make people dizzy.

However, with Aiwass' enhanced memory, he could easily remember it.

"Your real name is too long, I usually just call you Arnold."

Aiwass touched Moon Deer's head and said softly.

"As you wish, respected son of Zhu Zhu! Looking forward to your call!"

After saying that, Moon Deer let out a sharp, crazy, hysterical and passionate laugh - if it was like a circus clown just now, now it has become a clown in Gotham City: "I'm looking forward to yours too." Story! Looking forward to it!

It laughed, jumped high again, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared instantly.

"Moon Deer...what a magical creature."

Yasen sighed: "Does it just want to 'listen to stories' when it picks up people back and forth?"

"Because Moon Deer is actually the incarnation of the concept of 'gossip' in the dream world. That's why its voice is so sharp, exciting and unpleasant.

"It's just like some people in the material world, after hearing other people's dark histories, secrets that are kept secret, and painful memories, even if they vow to say things like, 'Don't worry, I won't tell anyone,' most of them will If you add jealousy to other people, you can just add, "Don't tell others," so that you can feel at ease."

Aiwass replied: "The distance between two hearts may only be a few rooms or streets in the material world. But in the dream world, it may be from the Kingdom of Shadows to the Hall of Mirrors. The speed of the Moon Deer is just like the heart With a single thought, information is transmitted from one end to the other.

"And if you want to 'spread rumors', you must first have information that can be used for spreading. Therefore, it cannot be painful enough, dirty enough, or fun enough -"

The more music people like to listen to and eat, the more people the Moon Deer can carry and the further distance it can teleport. Just like the more interesting but unfriendly stories, the faster and wider they spread. And the same kind of fun news is definitely more popular than pure jokes and jokes that stir up emotions.

The most beneficial episode for journalism and communication.

"……gossip?"

Hearing this, Yasen's expression suddenly changed: "Then what I said to it will not be spread, right?"

"Arnold doesn't even know who you are or what your name is, how can he tell you?"

Aiwass smiled: "It's just the manifestation of the concept. Death itself will not die, and sleep itself cannot sleep. Therefore, the concept of 'spreading rumors' itself cannot spread rumors."

"There are quite a lot of phantom demons like Moon Deer that are transformed from pure concepts in the dream world. After all, the dream world is the conceptual projection of the material world. If you are interested, I will take you to see the incarnation or reproduction of death next time the incarnation of.”

"...No, that's not necessary."

Yasen smiled and rejected Aiwass' proposal without hesitation: "I think Moon Deer is quite good."

"In that case..."

Aiwass smiled and patted Yassen on the shoulder: "Then you may have to prepare for the return trip - it will probably be for three people."

"...Eh? Me?"

"I can't do it."

Evans shrugged: "I dare to say it, but do you dare to listen?"

Of course he didn't dare to--

Yasen pulled the corner of his mouth and put forward constructive suggestions: "What about Sherlock? Since we are here to rescue him, at least let him pay for the fare. You should also expect Sherlock to have some unspeakable past."

"...That's fine."

Evans' heart moved and nodded in agreement.

He and Yasen are both good friends of Sherlock, true brothers.

When their brothers are in danger, they are both the most anxious; and after their brothers are safe, they can also become the most dangerous.

But then, Aiwass hesitated again: "But I feel that with that guy's character... he may not have any unforgettable past. Even if it is fun enough, if it does not stir up strong emotions, Yuelu will not be satisfied."

"He has it."

Yasen said with certainty: "I even know it vaguely. But compared to the rumors I heard, I would rather hear him say it himself... This will also make him let go of those things better. After talking about those things, although I feel more regretful and sad... But I feel relaxed for some reason."

Iris and Xingtan are fundamentally different.

They lack the inheritance of the Path of Balance, so they also lack the knowledge of alchemy. Although Yasen also has the level of the Path of Balance and the qualifications to become an alchemist, and now he has become a famous thief of Iris... But he actually never knew what consequences his actions in the past had caused in the end.

This is "different trades are like different mountains".

And now, he finally fully understands what scale of losses he caused in the past and how big a mess he made. In the past, when he felt guilty, he donated all the stolen money, and he felt relieved and balanced his moral sense... But in fact, the money donated could not make up for the sins he committed.

Yassen himself actually knew this vaguely.

He knew that the money he got must be less - and because he got less money than normal, the "sins redeemed" after he donated it would also be less.

Now it has been decades. It is precisely because of this worry that he has never forgotten that incident. It is also because of remembering the sins of the past that he can firmly walk among the thieves, warn himself not to commit the sin of greed, and always give the money he stole to the poor.

All this is because of the "vague premonition" and "unspeakable past".

Now he has told everything he has concealed, and even learned his true sins in the past through Aiwass's analysis... Yassen has relaxed instead.

There is an inexplicable sense of relief.

This is indeed like the previous link of "spreading rumors" - sharing the accumulated secrets in your heart with others in exchange for your own spiritual recovery.

"It seems that you have gradually understood Yuelu."

Aiwass smiled meaningfully.

Some stories, the feeling of the person telling them by himself and the third party is completely different. Even if the narration is the same thing, or even the content is the same, the feeling given will be completely different. And what Yuelu tasted is that "sense of reality".

"... But if that's the case..."

After thinking for a while, Yasen, who instinctively looked for loopholes, lowered his voice and asked: "What if I told Yuelu a rumor... or a half-true, half-false, self-embellished story?"

"It's okay, but the distance you can move will definitely decrease. After all, as long as you embellish it, you won't have so much regret and pain in your heart. And if you make it up further, it's actually close to the realm of Gray Tiansi or Xi Tiansi..."

The two of them chatted and gradually approached the Hall of Mirrors.