Wen Wen, his mouth full, mumbled, "What you made is much tastier than I imagined, not at all inferior to the chefs at the Association headquarters."
Mo Yadi said proudly, "Of course. I have three hobbies: illusion, riding motorcycles, and making curry. I consider myself second to none in these three."
After the two finished eating, Mo Yadi called for others to come and eat. As soon as they heard that it was time to eat, the assistants and demon hunters immediately dropped their tasks and swarmed around the large pot.
Wen Wen even suspected that the only reason they were willing to ride motorcycles with Mo Yadi was because of his delicious curry...
Mo Yadi then took Wen Wen to where the assistants had been working and carefully examined the investigation reports they had written.
After reading them, Mo Yadi breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wen Wen, "So that's it... Now I know what this illusion is all about."
"Tell me quickly," Wen Wen asked eagerly.
Mo Yadi smiled, put his hands behind his back, and then brought them forward again. Both his hands held a small red wooden bird.
"Guess which of these two little birds was created by an illusion?"
Wen Wen raised an eyebrow. It seemed this guy didn't want to tell him directly, so he carefully sensed them and chose the one on the left.
The bird on the left flapped its wings and then disappeared from Mo Yadi's hand, proving Wen Wen had guessed correctly.
Mo Yadi continued, "Then guess again, what material is the little bird in my right hand made of?"
"Wood, of course..."
Wen Wen had just examined both birds and was very sure, but before he could finish speaking, Mo Yadi threw the bird in his hand to Wen Wen.
Upon receiving it, Wen Wen instinctively squeezed it. The bird let out a strange cry, startling Wen Wen. It was a squeaky toy!
Mo Yadi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the town with a demeanor of a master, and said to Wen Wen:
"The illusion I used on the left bird is of a much higher level than the one on the right. Yet, you saw through the left one easily, while the right one fooled you. This is the truth behind the illusion in this town."
"Can you explain it more clearly? You're not a charlatan, so you don't need to play riddles with me..." Wen Wen genuinely didn't understand this field and couldn't guess Mo Yadi's intention.
Mo Yadi said helplessly, "Do you know how to lie?"
Wen Wen nodded.
"Pure lies are easily seen through, but if it's seven parts truth and three parts falsehood, it's easily believed. This is the principle of the illusion in this town."
"You told me before that there were two towns, one real and one fake. That's wrong."
"There are indeed two towns here, but both towns are real. One has been modified by illusion, and the other has not. The superposition of the two towns is what creates the phenomenon you see."
"However, to achieve such an effect, it's definitely more than just a problem in the field of illusion. I might not be able to solve the problem here on my own..."
...
Within Tian Shi Town.
Tao Qingqing, using her vampire's triple attack, investigated all the deceased in Tian Shi Town during this period.
At first, she strongly believed in her judgment. If someone sought revenge on the town, it would be explainable from any perspective.
But as she investigated, Wen Wen, who had been following her, never agreed with her judgment and intentionally or unintentionally guided her in other directions.
This made Tao Qingqing suspect that she herself might be wrong.
Wen Wen had already proven his abilities during the first investigation of Tian Lao San, so he might have discovered something but kept it from her as a test.
However, regardless of whether it was for revenge or other reasons, Tao Qingqing needed to continue her investigation.
During the investigation, she found that the town seemed to be becoming increasingly strange, with a peculiar, cold feeling constantly lingering around her.
The sky became gloomier, the sunlight on her skin offered no warmth, and the occasional gust of wind seemed to carry painful wails. The dry grass, withered in the cold winter, resembled contorted corpses.
Pushing aside the snow on the ground, the dark soil appeared soaked in blood, with a faint dark red hue. The faces of passersby also seemed to carry a hint of dark energy.
These eerie changes intensified, sending a chill down Tao Qingqing's spine, even as a vampire.
But if she investigated closely, she would find that the sky, the earth, and everything around her had not actually changed; it was merely her illusion.
Neither the supernatural senses of a vampire nor the intuition of a disaster-level monster could detect any trace of supernatural power in the vicinity.
This feeling made Tao Qingqing very uncomfortable.
It was as if she were an ordinary person in a graveyard, with countless vengeful spirits glaring at her from all sides, yet she remained oblivious.
If a monster were to appear now and challenge her to a three-hundred-round battle, she would have felt much more at ease.
The fleeting, eerie sensation made Tao Qingqing's body stiffen, and her thoughts seemed to slow down.
Suddenly, several children, about ten years old, ran towards her, chasing each other. They lost control of their speed and bumped into her, jolting her out of her daze, and she immediately felt much better.
However, she instantly furrowed her brows, clenched her fists, and prepared to teach them a lesson.
When one of the boys, about twelve or thirteen and still with a runny nose, bumped into her, he took the opportunity to touch her leg. She wanted to hang that kid up and beat him!
But she abandoned the idea because Wen Wen was standing beside her. Acting against ordinary people at this moment might incur Wen Wen's displeasure, leading to her being dragged back to her cell.
That brat was waving a magnifying glass around, shining it everywhere, and finally even trying to look at the sun with it.
Tao Qingqing glared fiercely at the boy and said, "You little scoundrel, haven't you learned physics? I hope you get your eyes burned."
If he were to burn his eyes because of her, Tao Qingqing would have vented her anger without worrying about punishment from Wen Wen.
But what happened next far exceeded Tao Qingqing's expectations.
When the boy aimed the magnifying glass at the sun, the sunlight suddenly converged on the magnifying glass and transformed into a golden beam as thick as a finger, shooting directly into the boy's left eye!
The beam carried immense energy, passing through the back of the boy's head and creating a deep hole in the asphalt road.
"How could such a powerful beam of light appear just by aiming a magnifying glass at the sun?"
Afterward, the boy cried and rubbed his eyes. He picked up the magnifying glass and caught up with his playmates, as if he had merely suffered a burn from focused sunlight.
The other children also didn't notice anything unusual and continued playing with the boy.
Only Tao Qingqing, looking at the light-piercing hole at the back of the boy's head, felt a chill run down her entire body!