Tang Bai has a rented cottage of his own, which is not very spacey, but it can make him feel relaxed and free.

"This is where you live?" The figure of the mirror spirit wandered in every mirror in the room, and it was impossible to tell what emotions were contained in it.

"Temporary." Tang Bai looked at the somewhat chaotic room and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"You're the only one?" The mirror spirit still wandered among the mirrors, with her head held high, like a queen patrolling her territory.

"There's another one, but he's not here nine out of ten." His gaze moved with the figure of the mirror spirit moving in the mirror, and Tang Bai was a little absent-minded.

"Don't you think it's too bad to live in this environment? I don't expect my new owner to be a maharaja with a grand castle filled with all sorts of artwork and mirrors. But the space here is a little too cramped. Also, I asked about the hostess. Jing Ling stopped in the mirror, holding the fluffy and complicated lower skirt in his hand, and looked at Tang Bai with some scrutiny.

Hostess?

Tang Bai's mind flashed a charming shadow, and then fell silent. At least for now, although the other party has a good relationship with him, he is completely like people in two worlds. Just like two parallel lines, there will never really be an intersection.

Just like the stories of the princess and the samurai, the prince and the Cinderella, although beautiful, but happy endings, most of them only exist in those ancient tales.

Tang Bai sometimes fantasized about the plots in some novels, such as his father or himself, who have an extraordinary and prominent identity. In this way, you can make yourself have enough confidence and confidence to pursue the girl you like, and easily win the love and recognition of the other party's parents.

But the truth is that his grandparents were just two ordinary college professors. Their own father is their own child, and they are also born to their own father and mother. Prominent status or something, that can only be thought about.

But this was before Tang Bai didn't get the pocket watch, didn't get on the subway, and didn't get the magic mirror in front of him.

"There is no such thing as a hostess here." Tang Bai shook his head, then looked up at Jing Ling: "Do you know the rules of our stock and finance, football and betting here, and can you inform me of the final result in advance?" ”

"Absolutely." The mirror spirit spread out his white palm towards Tang Bai.

Tang Bai took out an old copper coin from his pocket, pointed it at the direction where the mirror spirit was, and threw it over. When the old copper coin came into contact with the mirror surface of the mirror where the mirror spirit lived, it seemed to crash into the water, and it strangely melted into it and fell into the open palm of the mirror spirit.

At the same time, the mirror surface of the mirror also flashed rows of extremely detailed answers composed of the words that Tang Bai was most familiar with, enumerating them.

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Lock your door and stand in front of the big brand new mirror in the room. Tang Bai looked a little hesitant, and tentatively stretched out his hand towards the mirror. That look, to use an inappropriate analogy, is like a man standing in front of a curtain of water, tentatively reaching out to the curtain of water, testing whether it is a solid rock or another hole in the sky under the cover of the curtain of water.

"Don't want mother-in-law, bump in."

In a mirror as wide as a mural, Tang Bai was beside the image in the mirror, and the mirror spirit of the magic mirror was frowning and glaring at Tang Bai, as if he was impatient with his caution.

When Tang Bai heard this, his eyes suddenly involuntarily glanced at the mirror erected in front of him again. He was very skeptical that if he put on his boring head as the mirror spirit said, would the unusually thin outfit he was wearing now be pierced with blood by the broken glass?

He doesn't have the strong ability to glide on the ground with a pile of broken glass on his back and not get a single wound on his body. However, under the urging of the mirror spirit, Tang Bai directly closed his eyes, raised his arms to protect his head, retreated some distance, and then slammed into the wall mirror like a hundred-meter sprint.

There was no sound of glass shattering and splashing when it was violently impacted.

I didn't feel the sharp broken glass or the stinging pain of glass slag piercing into my skin.

Not even the conjectural collision of itself against the solid wall behind the wall mirror did not happen.

Tang Bai felt as if he had hit a thin but extremely tough gelatinous film. The impact of the sprint made his entire body seem to be stuck to the film. This made Tang Bai feel strange, as if he was like a vegetable, a vegetable wrapped in layers of plastic wrap.

If anyone were in this room, they would be amazed to see a strange sight.

A two-meter-long, one-person-high, light-revealing wall mirror, as if it was made of excellent rubber, was deeply recessed into the interior as Tang Bai sprinted and impacted.

Tang Bai was a little distressed in his heart at the moment. He didn't expect this situation at all, and he couldn't overcome his worries at the last moment, and when he hit the wall mirror, he subconsciously left a little bit of strength.

At this moment, Tang Bai felt that there was an increasingly powerful repulsive force around him, Tang Bai was like a stone caught on a tightened slingshot, and he could be directly and vigorously ejected at any time.

Five green white fingers suddenly poked out from the front, grabbed Tang Bai's arm, and pulled him in with all his might.

Tang Bai, who felt that the terrifying repulsion around him had disappeared, immediately felt a sense of relief that the fish that had landed on the shore had returned to the water.

Tang Bai sat on the ground a little embarrassed, until a pair of delicate soft shoes with purple dark stripes appeared in front of him.

Tang Bai raised his head, and his gaze followed the soft shoes upwards until Jing Ling's charming face came into his eyes.

Her long brown hair cascaded down like the most luxurious silk, setting off her breathtakingly beautiful face. A gorgeous and delicate white tunic skirt that highlights the curves of her body like a Chinese cheongsam, makes her exquisitely convex, like a perfect figure divided according to the golden ratio, outlining the slenderness.

Two delicate and plump pieces of warm fragrant nephrite tightly prop up the placket on the chest, and the clothes are about to come out. Looking up at the prime minister from Tang Bai's point of view, it was like two angry peaks.

The exposed skin is white and delicate, and the slender long legs are attached to the thin long skirt, faintly highlighting a bit of temptation arc that makes people breathe unconsciously and heavily. The soft waist falls into the eyes of people under the shackle of the waist, and it is even more amazingly slender.

With the cold and noble temperament that comes out of her body, she looks like she has an undisguised and suffocating extreme sense of surname!

Tang Bai was also stunned by the tall body in front of him, as well as his charming and gorgeous face. It made him feel an indescribable sense of amazement.

It's like a beauty on a screen, you can never feel more pleasing and shocking than a beautiful woman who appears in front of your eyes alive.

"Where is this?" Tang Bai's self-control made him only stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, glanced around the palace and magnificent, and looked at the mirror spirit suspiciously.

"Welcome to the world of mirrors." The mirror spirit opened her arms in a hug shape, and her red lips were slightly open. It was just a simple hug action, but it made Tang Bai feel an indescribable aura. Eyes and attention are easily attracted unconsciously.

"Aren't you going to teach me how to be a wizard?" Tang Bai stood up and found that he was close to 1.80 meters tall, and he was faintly pressed by the other party. This couldn't help but make him feel a slight sense of frustration in his heart.

"Of course." Jing Ling tapped his head, "I'm obviously already doing it now." ”

Tang Bai's heart was foggy, he looked at the delicate face full of solemn and serious colors, and seemed to be a conclusive mirror spirit. He glanced around, but didn't find anything unusual. I closed my eyes and felt it carefully, and I didn't seem to have any change in myself. Tang Bai raised his hand helplessly and said loudly: "I don't understand. ”

"To put it simply, if you want to become a wizard, you must first have a 'root'." Jing Ling ignored Tang Bai, who was still frowning, and continued her words without any pause, "'Root' represents an artifact with strange powers. This kind of artifact with strange power can make some people who are different awaken to their long-suppressed and long-hidden power. ”

"But where are we going to find what you call 'roots'? The world I live in, as far as I know, doesn't seem to exist with such artifacts with strange powers. Although Tang Bai still had some doubts and doubts about Jing Ling's explanation, he accurately grasped the key points of what Jing Ling said.

"Really?" Jing Ling glanced at Tang Bai, "Then what is that old pocket watch you are wearing?" What are those old bronze coins with magical powers in your hands? ”

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