In an instant, Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the fakes around him, licked his somewhat dry lips, and then grinned: "Don't pretend, you are all fake, why don't you come together?" Maybe it can grind me to death? ”

At this time, 'Gongzi Xia Hou', who was lying on the ground and should have died, suddenly opened his eyes and said in that silky voice: "Why do you see it, it's exactly the same." ”

"No why, a fake is a fake." While whipping away a fake with a sword, she glanced at the 'Childe Xia Hou' lying on the ground, and asked without much hope, "Can you tell me who you really are, or what you are?" ”

"Huh." 'Childe Xia Hou' chuckled: "I'm a mirror collector." Before the words fell, he turned into a white mang and disappeared, leaving a confused face for a moment. Mirror Man? She knows what it means to grind the mirror, but what is the mirror man? Presence of brothers or something?

Next, while reducing the number of fakes, she took the time to draw two lines on the intact mirror, and in a blink of an eye, the bronze mirrors in the room were destroyed. When she was once again alone in this room, she immediately rushed to the remaining bronze mirror with her sword.

It's better to destroy it one at a time, or she won't be able to stand it if it comes back a few more times.

After scratching the mirrors of all the bronze mirrors, the expression on Yan Yan's face standing in the room was a little stunned, isn't it possible to go out after destroying all the mirrors. The room was not as bright as it used to be, because many candles had been extinguished during the fight.

She stared at the few remaining candles, hesitate for a moment. Raising his sword, he cut off a candle in front of him, and suddenly the room became a little darker. followed the gourd and extinguished the other two candles next to him. In the blink of an eye, only a lit candle was left in the room, and it was dark that only a place under his feet could be seen.

"I'm not a child anymore, am I still afraid of the dark?" With a ruthless sweep, the sound of the bean sprout's fire 'sneering' was extinguished, and when the last light was gone, the whole room was plunged into complete darkness.

In the dark, Yan seemed to hear even the sound of his own heartbeat clearly. In fact, she hesitated again and again before deciding to do so. In the past, the bronze mirror always flashed white. That's what she thought. It's just that at that time, there were so many fakes in front of me, so I had to solve them first.

She hadn't thought much about the candles burning in front of each bronze mirror, but later she discovered that the fakes had emerged from intact mirrors illuminated by candles. That's why she wondered if it had something to do with candles, but if she guessed wrong. It doesn't matter.

Pinch the candle in your hand. She thought. If it's wrong, just order it yourself. Sure enough, she stood in the dark for a long time, and Bai Mang did not appear. Fakes also did not appear.

It's just that she can't be so deadlocked, she shouted out loud: "Mirror Man, are you there?" After a long time, there was a voice that really answered her.

"Yes."

"Why didn't you come out?" She couldn't hide the smile in her words.

The silky voice continued, "Do you really want me to come out?" ”

"Hmm." She affirmed, "You come out." ”

Yan breathed for a moment, and immediately felt that there was an extra person behind her, and she slowly turned around. By feeling it, she felt that in the place of three or two steps in front of her, there was an extra touch of human outline.

"Mirror Collector, where's my companion?" She asked.

The voice was close at hand, and she could almost feel the cold breath of the other party's mouth, and the mirror collector said, "Companion? You mean the man, he's correcting the good boys one by one, but they're all too beaten to get close. ”

Belch? Corrective action? Don't dare to get close to being beaten? For a moment, Yan imagined that picture, and couldn't help laughing: "Mirror man, we have seen through it anyway, can you let us go?" ”

"No, you can stay."

"We don't want to stay, there are still people waiting for us outside."

There was a quiet moment in the dark, and the mirror collector laughed: "What a girl with an impatient temperament." ”

In an instant, Yan rolled her eyes in the dark, after being reborn, her personality was not as gentle as in her previous life, she was indeed a lot more impatient, but she was really annoyed by this set. No matter what she wants to do, draw a clear line, and she just does it.

I have to make some weird settings to test the player's personality or something. It's just a game, it's not a practice, is there a hole in the brain?

"Tell me, how the hell can we meet the conditions, and then let us out." Taking a breath, she asked as calmly as she could.

But this time, the mirror man did not respond. "Mirror Man? Are you there? She couldn't wait for a response, and then shouted again.

Made! In an instant, Yan swung his sword and swept in front of him, unexpectedly sweeping into the air. Cursing softly, she fumbled for a flint and lit a candle. The faint candle flame only illuminated a small area, and after walking a few steps, there were only scattered bronze mirrors in the room.

Now she really wants to cry without tears, what should she do in the current situation. From today onwards, she decided that she wanted to hate the bronze mirror, and kicked a small bronze mirror at her feet, she thought hatefully in her heart. The small bronze mirror was kicked out a meter away, and holding the candle, she took two steps in the direction where the small bronze mirror fell.

After looking down, I was sure that I was not dazzled just now. She had just seen the mirror of the small bronze mirror that flashed in front of her, and it turned out to be intact. It may be because this bronze mirror is too small, so it has become a fish that slipped through the net.

"Although I still don't know about these mirrors, do you care or don't care about the mirror collector, but since I want to destroy it, I will destroy it completely!" Holding the candle in one hand, she raised her sword and slashed at the bronze mirror, only to have a sudden pain in her left hand, causing her to miss the target.

At an instant, Yan looked sideways and found that it was the melted candle that dripped on his hand, so his hand was burned. With a soft hiss, she withdrew her sword into its scabbard, and removed the half-dried candle oil from the back of her hand, which was already hot and red near the tiger's mouth.

Blowing lightly on the reddened spot, she half-tilted the candle until the candle oil was gone. before I got it again. By the time she raised her sword again, the small bronze mirror had already glowed with familiarity.

It's too late.

Bai Mang came straight to her face, she had to step back and raise her hand to block it, and at the same time, the hand holding the candle was empty, and the candle in her hand disappeared out of thin air! When she lowered her hand, she found that the room she was in was no longer full of mirrors.

Looking left and right, Yan instantly found that he was now standing at the door of the mirror grinder's house. Not knowing what tricks she was playing, she sighed and resigned herself to her fate. I didn't dare to think that the hidden mirror had released her from the hallucination, and even if she really let her out, she would have to step into this room again. Because there's another person in there. Her master, the son of Xia Hou.

In an instant, Yan was ready to come in and encounter all kinds of strange psychological preparations. But I didn't expect that this time it was very normal inside, even more normal than the first time I came in. Now the room of the mirror grinder is not only not dim and gloomy, but on the contrary, it is very bright.

A little boy of seven or eight years old sits in front of a large bronze mirror. There was also a small bronze mirror in his hand, and he slowly grinded it. After he grinds for a while. He would turn his head and say a few words to the big bronze mirror.

"Really? How do you know about this? ”

"Haha. You're so funny, can you be friends with me? ”

"Really? That's great! ”

The little boy was alone in the room, but he acted as if there was another person. And it's a lot of fun. When Yan saw it, he immediately remembered the illness he often heard about in reality, schizophrenia. She slowly moved her steps to the front of the mirror, and then she saw the figure reflected in the large bronze mirror.

It seems to be a young mirror grinder.

In fact, she is not very sure, after all, the mirror grinder who grows up looks like a hungry ghost who can't eat for 10,000 years, and the white, tender and cute little boy in the mirror is not the same. She would guess if the little boy was a mirror grinder, or if he guessed from the exact same hairstyle, because they even had the same brown bandana on their heads.

At this moment, Yan saw the suspected young mirror grinder in the mirror, squinted at her, and then the little boy sitting in front of the bronze mirror also looked sideways.

"Azang, what are you looking at? There's nothing there! ”

In an instant, Yan suddenly gasped, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water. Because she noticed that when the little boy looked sideways in her direction, the one in the mirror was still the same as before, as if there was really a person standing there in the mirror!

The little boy didn't seem to be able to see her, but the reflection in the mirror could see her, and he always squinted at her every once in a while, and she was cold from head to toe. Not knowing what to do, she stayed in the room and listened to the little boy and the mirror talking. And she also knew from the conversation between the little boy and the mirror that the little boy in front of her was indeed the mirror grinder when she was a child.

Although it seemed to her that only the little mirror grinder was talking alone, the occasional reflection in the mirror slanted over her eyes let her know that the little mirror grinder was not singing a one-man show. Since this little boy is a little mirror grinder, what about the one in the mirror? Could it be the Mirror Man?

What exactly is this copy trying to say? Or what do you want her to do?

Slowly, the little mirror grinder looked like a person for a while, and soon he looked like he had grown to sixteen or seventeen years old. But the young mirror grinder no longer always spoke to the bronze mirror, but suddenly began to get angry and yelled at the mirror: "Shut up! You don't exist! You're just my imagination! ”

It wasn't until the young mirror grinder grew into a young man that he finally couldn't bear to cover the bronze mirror with a black cloth. He kicked the bronze mirror hard, and almost broke down and shouted, "Don't show up again, you monster!" ”

In an instant, Yan was in front of the mirror with a black cloth completely enveloping him, and he clearly saw that the young man in the mirror lowered his eyes, and two tears slowly flowed on his face. She felt inexplicably distressed, and then realized that everything around her was gone, and she was completely in darkness.

"Mirror Man, is that you?" After a long time, she asked softly.

A soft sigh in the darkness made a human being: "Human beings, they are really fickle and ruthless, they clearly say that they want to be friends for life, but in the end they only abandon and insult." ”

"Not all humans are like that, can I do something for you now? As long as I do it. She felt a little sympathetic to the mirror man.

"Huh." The Tibetan mirror man chuckled: "Sure enough, the girl's family is more soft-hearted, but in fact, I don't know what I want to do." Ever since he covered that black cloth with his own hands, my world has been dark, and I can't leave or move forward. ”

In an instant, Yan Xin jumped violently, and then a sentence rushed out: "Then you go with me, I'll take you with me!" She didn't hear a sound for a long time, and her heart sank, should she go again.

"Mirror Man! Mirror Man! Are you there? Although that sentence was indeed blurted out on the spur of the moment, she was also serious, but what does this mirror collector mean? Why didn't you say anything when you heard her say this!

She was angry and annoyed, and then, just like before, she felt that there was suddenly another person in front of her.

Suddenly, the person hiding the mirror said loudly: "Hehe, sure enough, the little perverted cat actually invited a man to go with you." Is that okay? What about the man who came with you! ”

Embarrassed by the cry of the 'little perverted cat', Yan Yan said angrily: "That's my master, if you want to go with me, I will regret it if you are poor." ”

The mirror man was silent for a long time, and she didn't urge when she saw it, just stood in the dark and waited quietly. After a while, the Mirror Man asked, "Why would you want to take me away, in the eyes of you humans, I am just a monster." ”

"Because I'm a soft-hearted girl." She rolled her eyes at the sky without any image, thinking that no one could see it in the dark anyway, but she didn't expect the mirror collector to say: "A girl's family looks not very good, it's really not good-looking." ”

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes again, Yan Yan's patience after staying in the dark for a long time was almost gone, and he sighed: "Are you going to go with me or not." "If you don't go with her, forget it, she can always find a way to leave, and it is impossible to set up a scene where she can't leave at all.

"It's really urgent." The mirror man sighed again: "I want to leave, but I still have regrets." Can you please let me see him again before taking me away. ”

"Okay, no problem." She immediately responded and said, "Then let me and my master out first, and when I come to the mirror grinder to get the mirror, let you meet the mirror grinder, and then take you away." ”

"Humans are so cunning."

"Where, take what you need." She smiled and said, "If you don't object, I'll just assume that you agree." ”

In the darkness, she heard the mirror man snort softly, but when she listened closely, it seemed to be a hum. At this time, the surrounding darkness seemed to be indissolvable, and it seemed to begin to flow and then fade, and she finally asked, "Mirror Man, can you tell me what kind of existence you are?" (To be continued.) )