The wind, the unexpected silence.

Chen Jiang's body kept falling, looking at the red dress hanging on the plane tree with a dull expression, and in a trance, he seemed to see a woman who was born extremely bright and smiled at him.

The surging sadness came unexpectedly, and in the continuous falling, Chen Jiang's eyes moistened.

As if in a different world, Chen Jiang opened his eyes suddenly.

Lin Lu slept in his arms, and the occasional whistling of the wind could be heard on the street. It seems that nothing has changed, and it seems that something unnamed has changed in the middle of an unknown night. Chen Jiang said what it was like not to show up.

Chen Jiang sat up, his eyes were astringent, so he rubbed his eyes. The back of the fingers is slightly cool and slightly moist. He put his hand down and looked at the bright tears in his eyes.

I'm crying?

He thought back to the dream he had just had, and the more he thought about it, the more absurd he felt.

What are they?

Chen Jiang smiled, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and slowly walked into the bathroom.

Standing in the light, he looked at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror, his face was sallow, and his figure was slightly rickety, and after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the raised tattoo on his chest. Chen Jiang frowned, and there was a little more worry between his eyebrows.

What does this tattoo really mean? The moment this question came to his mind, he thought of Brother Leopard. In fact, the moment his chest caught fire, he felt his presence.

How do you describe that feeling?

It's like a moment when the body shatters into molecules, filling the gaps in the elements that make up this world. In this way, it is intimately integrated with the world.

Could this be the legendary unity of heaven and man?

There was a look of thought on his face, and at this moment, the incandescent light in the bathroom suddenly flickered on and off, and Chen Jiang came back to his senses and looked up. With a bang, the incandescent lamp exploded.

Chen Jiang subconsciously shrunk his neck to avoid the debris falling from the air. He was even weirder in the mirror. When Chen Jiang was dodging the glass shards, he was motionless in the mirror, staring at him deadly, chewing a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

The bathroom was dark and you couldn't see your fingers, but there was a faint glow behind the mirror on the sink.

Chen Jiang raised his head, and the smile on his face in the mirror expanded little by little.

Damn! again.

Chen Jiang was a little angry, looked at the open door, and was ruthless, and rushed out of the door. He slammed the door slammed and burst out in indignation. I can't stay here anymore, so I have to leave immediately.

He raised his head and called Lin Lu's name, but Lin Lu did not respond, and was quiet all around. It was at this moment that Chen Jiang realized that something seemed wrong.

He groped his way in the direction of the bed in his memory. As he walked, he shouted Lin Lu loudly.

Lin Lu never responded, and as time went by, Chen Jiang's mood became more and more worried.

As he walked, a light suddenly lit up in front of him.

The appearance of this light did not bring Chen Jiang the slightest comfort, but made his heart tighten in vain.

Chen Jiang stopped, carefully observing the sudden light. Faintly, he saw a vague silhouette of a humanoid, standing behind the light, motionless.

An ominous premonition hung over him, and he seemed to guess where he was. He tentatively took a few cautious steps, only to have his calf hit a hard object. He bent down and carefully groped in the darkness for the hard object that had hit him.

It seems to ······ It was the shape of a toilet! Chen Jiang was stunned, and in an instant, he was covered in sweat, like falling into an ice cave.

He's still in the bathroom, and he hasn't come out!

Crunch, the door opened a crack. Wisps of light peeked through behind the door.

Chen Jiang didn't believe that he was trapped in the bathroom, so he quickened his pace and slammed the door open.

Behind the door was still a narrow, dark space, and in this space, too, there was a mirror that emitted a faint light.

Chen Jiang sat on the threshold with his ass, and the monster in the mirror, standing expressionlessly in the empty mirror world, seemed to be waiting for something. Chen Jiang stood up with the door frame, dragged his heavy steps, and walked to the mirror.

He threw a punch, and the mirror shattered. In the mirror, he was divided into several and stared at him together, like a nightmare of maggots on tarsal bones.

Chen Jiang became irritable and stretched out his hands, trying to buckle the mirror off the wall. However, as soon as his hand touched the frame, suddenly, a pair of cold white and stiff hands stretched out from the mirror and pinched Chen Jiang's neck fiercely.

Chen Jiang's eyes widened, and he hurriedly broke the thumbs of those two hands. He watched as the mirror was covered by a layer of viscous sludge, and then, a huge force struck, and Chen Jiang's struggle intensified.

The force was too strong, and despite his repeated struggles, he was finally dragged into the mirror by those hands.

In a daze, Lin Lu pushed open the bathroom door and saw that Chen Jiang still had a pair of legs exposed. She thought she had seen it wrong, and hurriedly rubbed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she couldn't even see those legs. Everything was like a dream.

After a long time, a hysterical scream streaked across the long night, and Li Lu sat down on the ground, her face was really as white as paper.

Where does the wolf howl come from?

Chen Jiang sat up abruptly and looked around alertly. On the open plain, you can only see piles of craggy strange rocks, and the sky is as starry as beans, clear as a wash. He vaguely remembered that he had been dragged into the mirror by a pair of hands.

Is this the world behind the mirror?

Chen Jiang got up and just stood up straight, when he suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking wind from behind. Instinctively, he made a dodge motion, and a dart flew past the tip of his nose. Chen Jiang staggered back and almost sat on the meadow.

What's going on?!

Chen Jiang was furious and glared in the direction the darts were coming from.

A long-haired man in ragged clothes with a headband studded with gems on it walked towards this direction. Chen Jiang had a surprised look on his face. Although he was sure that it was the first time he had seen this man, at this time, he always had a sense of déjà vu with that man.

Where did you see him?

Chen Jiang frowned.

A heavy fog rose from the bottom, and the man stood indifferently in the wind and snow, and suddenly was engulfed by the fog.

Visibility is less than five meters, and from five meters away, everything is hazy.

Chen Jiang froze in place, not knowing if it was an illusion, he suddenly felt that the howl of the wolf echoing in this wilderness seemed to be louder.

Lin Lu ran into the bathroom like a crazy woman, picked up the bench in her hand, and smashed it against the mirror on the wall.

Bang bang bang!

Mirror shards crackled and fell to the ground, some even bursting onto her face, scratching tiny scars on her face.

The mirror was completely smashed by her, and in the end, only one frame was left hanging on the wall. There was still a wall behind the mirror, not a whirlpool or something else as she thought.

In an instant, her arms hung down weakly, and with a bang, the bench in her hand fell to the ground.

She sat down on the ground, curled up in fear, her hands clasped around her knees, and stared at the blank wall as if she had lost her soul.

He'll be back.

Lin Lu pursed her lips and subconsciously clenched her fists.

He'll be back!

Lin Lu forced herself to widen her eyes, as if she wouldn't cry anymore. However, after all, there was still a tear that silently spread across her cheek and fell heavily to the ground.

Kill!

As if the sound of killing that could tear apart everything in the world filled the sky, Chen Jiang looked up suddenly, and a thick rancid smell forced into his nose. Immediately after, the ground shook violently, and the near-static fog in front of him suddenly surged like a torrent.

Chen Jiang was unsteady on his feet and almost sat on the ground.

Kundada! Kundada! Kunda!

Countless people were shouting the name, and in the flash of light, Chen Jiang recalled the dream, the withered plane tree, the dancing red dress, and the whisper that wafted in the air: Kundada.

Yes, that's the name. Kunda, he'd heard the name.

Chen Jiang inadvertently lowered his head, and another crack suddenly broke into his field of vision. The ground shook more and more, and even Chen Jiangmao couldn't stand on his waist steadily. In the distance, a golden light suddenly split through the sea-like fog like a giant axe, the world returned to clear, the dazzling sunlight pierced into his pupils, Chen Jiang subconsciously raised his hand and blocked the direct light with his palm.