Monument of Life and Death

   "Datura? Of course I do," Li Muyuan said. "Datura is both medicinal and toxic. I also have some special Datura seed extracts in my medicine cabinet."

   "I've heard of it too," Xia Hua was shocked, "Could it be that these plants are..."

   "No, mandala doesn't look like this," Li Muyuan said. "These plants outside have nothing to do with any kind of mandala."

"Actually... we found a very special kind of mandala, which you probably don't even know about..." Zhou Ye said, "We named it the big leaf mandala... However, as Li Muyuan said that the mandala we found did not look like this."

   Zhou Ye pointed to the swaying plants outside the window.

   "Why did you suddenly mention the mandala?" The Taoist priest turned his head and asked.

   "Because... the large leaf mandala we discovered has a very peculiar effect," Zhou Ye said, "It is hallucinogenic."

   "Don't you say that all mandalas can be hallucinogenic?" Xia Hua asked.

   "No, hallucinations are just the toxicity carried by some varieties of Datura seeds," Zhou Ye said, "but the hallucinations of Datura datura are different from other varieties..."

  Li Muyuan showed a teachable expression and stepped forward humbly.

"What is the difference?"

Zhou Ye pondered for a while, changed a position that made his legs less painful, and said, "Let's explain it this way, each of us has a certain part of the memory in our minds, which is suppressed by ourselves intentionally or unintentionally, It leads us to think that those things have been forgotten by ourselves, but in fact, those memories still exist."

"so……"

   "The hallucinogenic effect of the big leaf mandala is aimed at these memories," Zhou Ye said. "It can awaken those repressed memories."

  Xia Hua's shoulders relaxed a little, "It doesn't sound particularly scary."

"There is such a miraculous mandala," Li Muyuan became excited. "What does the mandala look like? Since it is called the big leaf mandala, the leaves of the plant must be larger than the average mandala, Brother Zhou Ye. , that mandala..."

Zhou Ye, the "slave", turned into a brother directly. Zhou Ye didn't expect that he would turn around because of this big leaf mandala. He stood tall and responded, "Brother Muyuan, we will communicate later. As for the big leaf mandala, I will answer the question of the Xiahua family first... The effect of this big leaf mandala can be big or small, the key lies in the suppressed memory of the poisoned person. "

   "That is to say, if the memory is terrible, the function of the mandala will become terrible." Luo Jiutian said.

   "That's right..." Zhou Ye's eyes drifted out of the window and into the distance, "It will become very scary..."

"But... this has nothing to do with us," Xia Hua said. "First, this is not a big leaf mandala outside, it's just an ordinary... cash crop that I don't know, second, even if it is a datura The big-leaf mandala with the appearance of a cash crop, I'm still fine now, and I don't see any memory..."

   "Me too." Luo Jiutian said.

   Daoist Master and Li Muyuan looked at each other and shrugged. …

   Immediately afterwards, as if they had discovered something, they slowly turned their faces and looked at the absent-minded Zhou Ye together.

  Why did he suddenly mention the big leaf mandala?

   Shouldn’t…

   "Isn't it..." Luo Jiutian was shocked, "Could it be... Could it be yours..."

   Everyone felt that the cold night wind outside the car window seemed to blow on them through the car window, and they all had goosebumps all over.

"I...I just remembered it just now, but...but I'm not quite sure..." Zhou Ye tilted his head slightly, confused and confused, "But this scene, I seem to...seem to have indeed seen... "

   "Have you seen us?" Luo Jiutian asked nonsense, and was punched by Lao Luo and Xia Hua alone.

"It's not you, it's not you," Zhou Ye said, "but this scene... the car driving in the middle of the wheat field, me trapped in the carriage, and others... I seem to remember a little bit, this is really me A scene from memory."

   "My God, this big-leaf mandala is so amazing," Luo Jiutian said, "It can bring us directly into your memory, isn't it a bit against the sky?"

   "It has something to do with the world we live in," said the Taoist priest.

   "So, you were poisoned by the big leaf mandala without knowing it," Xia Hua said, "Is there anything special about your memory?"

   Zhou Ye blinked blankly, looking to the left and then to the right.

   "I can't remember."

   "Didn't you just say you remembered?"

"I just remembered that this is my memory, but what exactly this memory looks like... I still don't know," Zhou Ye said restlessly, leaning against the window and frowning, "but I think... It looks like something is about to happen."

  Luo Jiutian resolutely got back into the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out.

   "Jiutian, what are you doing?" Xia Hua hurriedly grabbed the handrail next to her and asked.

   "Didn't Zhou Ye say something was going to happen?" Luo Jiutian said, "No matter what happens, run first and then talk about it."

   This philosophy of life is very wise.

"But listening to what Zhou Ye said, now we are all in the illusion of Zhou Ye. If we don't find a way to break this illusion, we will not be able to get out no matter what," said the Taoist priest, "that is to say, we are still temporarily Can't leave this field of wheat."

  Li Muyuan moved directly to Zhou Ye's side and asked, "Brother Zhou Ye, how can the toxicity of this big leaf mandala be resolved?"

   Zhou Ye sighed, shook his head and said, "It is because we haven't found a way to crack it, so we haven't applied it to the game."

  Li Muyuan was a little disappointed, but his efforts did not show.

   "Then what to do? Can't we just wait for its toxicity to pass?" Xia Hua asked, "The toxicity can be dissipated, right?"

   "It should be possible," Zhou Ye said, "but I don't know how long it will take."

   "This can't be done, even if we can afford it, your legs can't afford it," Luo Jiutian angrily stopped the car and turned around and said, "Wait any longer and you may really have to amputate your leg."

   "Then what can be done?" Zhou Ye suddenly became depressed, "This may be retribution..."

   "What retribution is not retribution, superstition," Xia Hua poked Zhou Ye's forehead fiercely, her voice clear, "Think about it, we will definitely find a way."

   Zhou Ye was poked, and the fighting spirit in his eyes ignited a little, but then it was extinguished.

   It must be this memory that affected him.

   "I'm thinking... if we can find that big leaf mandala, will it be possible to decipher it?" said the Taoist priest.

   "But in this case, we might all be poisoned." Luo Jiutian said.

   "It's useless if we find it," Zhou Ye said. "We haven't found a way to detoxify it at all."

   "You can't explore it," said the Taoist priest, "It doesn't mean that Muyuan can't explore it either..."