The whole body of the sitting monk trembled rapidly.
The next moment, He Fan felt his eyes flash, and the monk disappeared from He Fan's eyes.
He Fan was stunned, and quickly turned his head to look to one side, only to see the monk standing at the entrance of the dungeon.
He seemed to be used to the current change. He just glanced around with an indifferent expression and sat back silently.
"It's been reset again. They probably won't remember you either."
After the man sat back down, he whispered to He Fan.
Hearing this, He Fan did not respond. He just supported his chin with his hand and quietly sorted out the clues he had obtained so far.
It seems that this illusion is limited to seven days. Every seven days, it will go back to what it was seven days ago.
Even the memories of the monks in the entire illusion will go back to seven days ago!
The only difference is probably the monk in front of me. He seems to be able to remember all the memories.
"It seems that you have tried many methods."
After a long while, He Fan slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said to this person: "But why don't you tell me? I am an outsider after all. Maybe I can help you escape from this place?"
As soon as these words came out, the man's expression obviously changed.
But it was just a change, he did not speak again.
He Fan frowned slightly, but he could only sit here for now.
In terms of time, he is not in a hurry. He plans to find a way to pry out more information from this person before making a decision.
"I have been here for hundreds of years."
While He Fan was thinking, the man spoke softly.
His voice was low, with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes of life.
He Fan raised his eyebrows, with a look of excitement on his face.
He could tell that the man in front of him seemed to be planning to speak!
As expected, at this moment, the man started talking to He Fan.
Time has passed so long that he can no longer remember why he appeared here in the first place.
He only knows that starting hundreds of years ago, his life has been going through the same cycle as it is now.
He has tried countless methods, even telling others that it is false at the moment, but to no avail.
He also thought about leaving here, but he would faint after leaving the sect, and then when he woke up, he would return to this place again.
Even after countless cycles, he tried to commit suicide.
However, the nothingness of death will only last for a few days. When the cycle starts again, he will appear here again.
In this environment with no concept of time or even life and death, he gradually became as lifeless as he is now.
"You haven't tried to find your boss?"
He Fan frowned and said softly.
As an outsider, He Fan could clearly understand that their leader, or the incarnation of their leader, was the key to solving all this!
However, after listening to He Fan's words, the man shook his head and said softly: "I tried, but no matter where I am in the sect, I can't find any trace of the leader"
"Then how do you know my rune?"
He Fan nodded and then continued to ask.
As soon as these words came out, the man was obviously stunned, and then he fell into deep thought, and his expression even began to show pain.
"NoI don't know, I don't remember, I can't remember"
He started to cover his head in pain and kept repeating similar words.
Seeing this, He Fan frowned, then sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the dungeon.
After leaving, the appearance of that sect appeared in front of him again.
It seems that the monks here do not remember themselves, and no one is even guarding them here.
He Fan frowned and continued walking towards the east as the man said.
go.
Soon, he left the scope of this sect.
The moment he left, the invisible blue light on his body also quietly faded from his body.
The original green mountains and green waters in front of him turned into the stone wall again as He Fan walked out.
He quickly turned around and saw that the sectThere was still a little bit of prosperity, but everything turned into ruins again.
But the skeletons among them still exist.
Standing on top of the stone wall, He Fan could still clearly see the traces of many skeletons moving around.
He frowned and slowly shifted his gaze to the main hall in the center.
The source of everything is right there!
But now, I have not yet found a way to lift the curse rune.
Even if he knows that he needs to go there to solve the problem, he doesn't have the strength now.
He Fan frowned slightly, and then immediately looked at the direction of the dungeon he had just emerged from.
Go look for it again and see if that person is still there!
Thinking like this, He Fan stepped forward. With the strength of his body, his movement speed was also extremely fast.
In an instant, he returned to the dungeon again.
As expected, the moment He Fan walked into the dungeon, he saw a skeleton supporting its chin with the skeleton of its palm, silently looking into the void.
It seems that he noticed He Fan's arrival. The skeleton's mouth kept opening and closing, as if he was very surprised, and seemed to want to say something.
The only thing He Fan could hear was the sound of bones colliding.
"You have helped me a lot. I will definitely be able to save you from this reincarnation!"
He Fan breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to the skeleton with his fists clasped, and said in a deep voice: "But before that, I need you to do me one last favor and figure out where this rune came from!"
While speaking, He Fan raised his hand and pointed at his lower abdomen.
The skeleton was stunned for a moment, and then held its head in its hands, seeming to be in pain again.
"Please don't worry about the pain. You will recover in seven days anyway. Therefore, even if you die, you must help me figure it out!"
He Fan looked at the skeleton and said very seriously.
As soon as he said this, the skeleton's hands that were holding its head slowly lowered their hands, as if they were really starting to think.
He Fan stood still and waited.
Time passed slowly, and He Fan's eyes slowly widened at this moment.
In the eyes of this empty skeleton, there is a faint light at this moment!
Even without the spiritual power to perceive it, He Fan could feel it with just his spiritual consciousness. It seemed that this was the soul of the monk!
No wonder he is trapped in the illusion and still has self-awareness. It turns out that his soul has not been wiped out!
He Fan gritted his teeth, waiting for the answer.
At this moment, the skeleton raised his fingers, and with the sound of wood being cut open, he actually began to carve words on the table!
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