In the distance is a hazy mountain shadow, the mountains are undulating, and there is a big mountain, especially majestic, like a pillar of optimus, standing between heaven and earth, straight into the sky.

The whirring wind blew, as if it came from above the nine heavens.

The wide river is as quiet as a mirror, without any waves.

Qi Feifei felt that the surface of the water was a mirror, the same as the mirror on his chest.

The sky was wafting with feathers and catkins swept by the wind.

A feather fell from his eyes, straight and iron-cast into the water.

The surface of the water is like a mirror, and there is also a feather at the bottom of the water, straight up.

The two feathers collide at the place where the water surface meets, dissolve into each other, and slowly disappear.

There are no waves, no ripples, everything is so peaceful.

The upward feathers are gone, and the downward feathers are still continuing, sinking straight to the bottom.

In the distance, a spring swallow flew to the willow tops on the opposite bank with mud on its lips.

As he flew over the river, the swallow suddenly fell straight down.

It flapped its wings desperately, but to no avail, just like the feather just now, it fell straight to the surface of the water and then sank to the bottom of the river.

The river is as tranquil as a mirror, reflecting the sky and clouds.

Qi Hu flew to the river, poked his head out, and reflected himself in the river.

He saw his own face, and his facial features were obviously still his own features, but they were covered with a layer of death, and they looked exactly like the face of the Grim Reaper.

He tried to blink.

The shadow in his water also blinked.

However, he still looked like a dead man.

Then he saw him in the water and smiled.

He knew he was laughing too.

However, he didn't want to laugh.

It was because he laughed in the water that he laughed.

It's as if the one in the water is him, and the other side of the water is the real world.

Which one is the real self?

A ripple finally appeared on the surface of the river, as if it was opened by his own smile.

The water was rippling, and seven women were playing in it.

They wore seven different colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

The wind blew, and those clothes floated to the sky like streamers, turning into colorful clouds on the horizon.

What is left in the water is a dazzling white, white waves, white legs, and back......

The seven women turned around and said to him, "Senior brother, come down and take a bath!" ”

After saying that, he hid in the water with a smile.

Qi Hufei subconsciously touched his buttocks.

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing?" The widow suddenly appeared on the water, "Where are you itching?" Come, sister help you scratch. ”

The widow waded in the water, and her clothes were wet, and she wrapped her plump body tightly.

Qi Hufei felt that he was itchy everywhere, especially in his heart.

The widow said, "To whom did you give that perfume?" ”

Qi Hufei muttered and said, "Give ...... Give ......"

"Look at your stupidity!" Widow Wang smiled flamboyantly, "Is it for Xiaowei?" ”

Duanmuwei's figure appeared on the river.

Duanmuwei crossed her waist with her hands and muttered, "He didn't give it to me!" Say, "Who did you give it to?" ”

Then he saw Su Suisui hiding in the splash in the distance and laughing secretly.

The upper reaches of the river floated many purple and golden floating algae, in patches.

When they floated in front of him, they all turned into bundles of purple and gold coins.

Qi Hufei couldn't help but want to fish.

What a wonderful river!

He had just relived the suffering that demons had brought to the world, and now that he saw these beautiful things, he believed that this was heaven.

He took a step forward desperately.

This step actually allowed him to step directly into the center of the river.

He felt a huge gravitational pull, as if there was a rope pulling him and making him fall straight down.

He saw his own feet underwater, rapidly approaching him upwards.

He fell to the surface and sank his feet into the water, but he didn't feel anything.

Little by little, the body sank into the water, and then slowly sank to the bottom of the river.

He glanced up and saw another self on the surface of the river, floating into the sky with the same attitude and speed.

One is sinking by himself.

One of himself is moving away from him.

He felt serenity, unparalleled serenity.

Sinking, sinking, sinking, sinking.

The sky is getting farther and farther away from him, and the light is getting farther and farther away from him.

Death.

He smelled real death.

The mirror on his chest shuddered for a moment, and then turned cold again.

The cold sensation seeped into his skin, and a flash of clarity flashed through his mind.

Qi Hu woke up violently and struggled to swim upstream.

But the gravitational pull under his feet was so strong that his struggles seemed so weak.

He glanced down and saw a dark, bottomless whirlpool.

There was a pair of eyes in the vortex staring at him.

He vaguely saw the face of the Grim Reaper.

"You can't escape. Above the weak water, the feathers do not float, and the birds are difficult to cross. You've come down, and you can't escape.

Come, you've already walked halfway through the River Styx to the Underworld, and you'll be able to see the real me.

You can also meet the real you.

I am you, you are me.

Come on, there's everything you could want here.

You can see the entire universe, the beings of the Three Realms, your past, your present, your future, the path you pursue, and the demons you fear......

Everything is here, they are your heart, you are who you are! ”

Every word of this voice was like a hook, hooked on Qi Feifei's heart.

If you can see the past, present and future, and see all the beings in the Three Realms and all things in the universe, then you will be able to solve all the mysteries, right?

Why did I cross over here?

What is the mirror I brought with me from my past life?

Did Master steal the demon mirror?

Where did the power of those magical spells and spells come from?

……

He felt like tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart, countless bugs crawling through his brain, and countless souls tearing at his body.

Fortunately, the mirror on his chest was always like a piece of ice, and it shook from time to time, keeping him a little awake.

No way!

Can't sink!

He's going to get out of here. He desperately swung upstream.

But the force of the fall was so strong that he couldn't exert any strength at all.

I finally struggled to move up a little, and suddenly felt that something was pulling on my foot and neck.

He looked down and saw something black vine-like protruding from the vortex and wrapping around his feet like demonic tentacles.

He heard the odious laughter again:

"Hahahaha...... You can't escape...... Hey, hey, hey...... Come down...... Hehehehehe............"

Qi Hufei knew that it was useless to struggle, and he had to fight to the death.

He stared at the whirlpool under his feet, used all his strength, and shouted:

Wcnm！

Yuan Henry Zhen!

There was a bang, and a bolt of lightning struck the void, hitting the face of the Grim Reaper in the whirlpool, and also slashing Qi Feifei himself.

……