As soon as he entered cell 4, Huang Yi appeared under the darkness of night, with a reddish blood moon hanging in the sky.

In front is an old European-style manor, but it has long been abandoned, surrounded by a high fence with rain-dappled walls, only a carved iron gate entrance, and above it are a few large twisted characters - Reflection Paradise.

Inside the door were a few oak trees with twisted trunks, their leaves had fallen off, and a few crows stood on the bare branches, staring at Huang Yi outside the door with their bright eyes.

Looking inside, there is a large lawn, and at the end of the lawn are abandoned buildings, hidden in the night, faintly revealing a silhouette, demonic, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

The carved iron gate of the manor was hidden, Huang Yi took a few steps forward, pushed the door in, and the crows on the oak trees screamed hoarsely a few times, and quickly flapped their wings and flew away.

The large lawn in front of him was overgrown with weeds, and it hadn't been mowed for a long time, so Huang Yi walked along the trail in the middle of the lawn.

As I walked, something very discordant suddenly appeared in front of me - a well.

In European-style manors, this location is often a flower pond, but here there is an abrupt well, and there is a lawn on all sides, which is not covered.

In the blood-red moonlight, the well exudes an eerie aura.

Huang Yi simply walked to the well, poked his head out, and looked down.

Below the well was the dark red well water, like blood, and the center of the calm water surface reflected the blood-red moon in the sky.

The blood-red moon, like the pupils of the well, stared straight at Huang Yi.

In a trance, Huang Yi had an illusion, as if he was staring at a strange being.

"Huh?" At this moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, there was no reflection of him in the well water.

He poked his head out, but his face was not reflected in the well water, as if he were a non-existent person.

Huang Yi subconsciously stretched out his hand and waved his hand towards the wellhead, but his reflection still did not appear in the wellhead.

At this moment, the surface of the well water rippled, and his reflection finally appeared.

Huang Yi stared at his own reflection, staring at all the details of the reflection with keen vision, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

This situation can be explained by time, and if there is a time delay, it is possible to delay the reflection. In addition, there are also abilities such as illusions and mirrors that can also cause this effect.

He shook his head, didn't dig any deeper, and left the well and walked on.

What he didn't know was that after he left, his reflection in the well water did not disappear, but showed a strange smile.

Huang Yi walked across the lawn to an abandoned building, the stone steps were covered with moss, and the walls were full of rain-washed marks.

He pushed open the door and stepped inside, and it was pitch black, except for the blood-red moonlight that filtered through the door, illuminating the room slightly red.

The décor of the house is very ordinary, with a fireplace, chandeliers, candlesticks, oil paintings on the walls, and a spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

Huang Yi walked around the room, went in one room after another, and found nothing.

He explored until the last room on the second floor, and still found nothing.

There was a mirror in this room, and he stood in front of it and looked at it.

There was a dead silence around him, and he could hear his own breathing in the darkness.

He looked in the mirror for a long time in a daze, and his face suddenly changed.

He was shocked to find that he had blinked in the mirror just now, and he hadn't blinked at that time.

He in the mirror is not his real mirror image!

"Come out! I know you're in there! Huang Yi stared at him in the mirror and said.

In the mirror, he also opened his mouth at the same time, revealing a strange mouth shape.

Huang Yi shook his head and smiled, "You were hiding in the well just now!" Stop playing hide and seek, I'm the warden of Hero Prison, and I'm here to give you freedom this time. If you don't want freedom, then I'll leave immediately. ”

At this time, his mirror image in the mirror finally changed his face, and he was no longer synchronized with Huang Yi, he stared directly at Huang Yi outside the mirror, and took the initiative to say, "Really? ”

Huang Yi nodded: "Of course it's true, I have become the reincarnation of the Grim Reaper, even the Death Star has been controlled by me, and I have the final say in the Hero Prison, I said that if I let you go free, I will definitely let you go free." ”

"What are the conditions?"

"No conditions, I will hand you over to the current Hades King, but not now, because your strength is too strong, I need to go to the underworld to release you."

"The current Hades?" Huang Yi in the mirror thought for a while, and finally nodded, "Yes, it's much better than being locked up here." ”

Huang Yi stared at his mirror image and asked, "Why are you the way I am?" Now you don't have to hide yourself, show your true colors! ”

"No, that's who I am." Huang Yi in the mirror shook his head and smiled, "I am the King of Reflections, the son of the great Shadow Demon and the Night Demon Goddess!" Anyone who sees me can only see his own image, and I am like a mirror, like the surface of the water, only your reflection and mirror image. ”

"Oh? Son of the Devil? Huang Yi was stunned.

The son of the demon is also an existence that violates the laws of the heavenly realm, and corresponds to the son of a god like the barbarian god, but it is just a child born by the union of the demon god and the demon god.

There is no superiority between the Son of Demons and the Sons of God, but both of them are weaker than Nefarem, who was born after the union of Gods and Demons.

"Yes, I am the legendary Demon Child, I have no true face, or rather, I am the face of all beings, and the reflection that everyone sees is me." Huang Yi in the mirror nodded.

"Then you were caught because of the bloodline of the Demon Child?" Huang Yi asked.

"Quite the opposite." Huang Yi in the mirror shook his head and smiled, "Actually, the laws of the heavenly realm are a very delicate thing, those big people who are high up and above, while using the laws of the heavenly realm as a tool to rule others, trample on the laws of the heavenly realm themselves. Some people who violate the laws of heaven will be hunted down by the gods and demons, and some people who violate the laws of heaven are secretly instructed by big people behind them. The reason why my father and mother came together was actually secretly supported by death. ”

"And how did you end up in jail?"

"The Grim Reaper wants me to submit to him and to confuse his enemies, such as Hades, the God of Life. You should be able to imagine that I am one of the most easily disturbing beings in the minds of the enemy, and the enemy that people are most likely to ignore is the ego, and every time they look in the mirror, they will see me, and I can easily make all kinds of psychological hints to them, and change their minds over time. I was arrested because I was more daring, and I tried to confuse the Grim Reaper, only to be detected by him. ”

Huang Yi in the mirror stared at Huang Yi and continued: "I'll give you a piece of advice!" Remember, maybe you are someone else in the mirror, maybe you are not you, maybe you are just a puppet. When you are in control of yourself, rather than being controlled by yourself, you are the real me. There are two meanings in my words, but most people can only understand one, and I hope you can understand all of them. ”

Huang Yi stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, and finally nodded: "I understand." ”

"Alright, let's go! You have secrets in you, and I don't like to look at you. When you get to the underworld, when will you come back and let me out. After Huang Yi in the mirror said this, he suddenly disappeared.

Huang Yi looked at the mirror, but there was nothing in it, and he lost his reflection and mirror.

It was like another world in the mirror, full of mystery.

He took a deep look at the mirror and immediately left the cell and returned to the Heroes' Prison.

Further on, there is Cell 3, which is the highest-ranking of the underworld criminals held in the Hero's Prison.

"Mo Er, please send me the key to cell 3, and I'll go in and have a look." Huang Yi said towards the void.

"No need, your current strength can't open cell No. 3, and I've probably guessed what conditions are needed to open the top three cells." Mo'er's voice rang out.

"Oh? Can you tell us what it takes to open cell 1? Huang Yi asked.

What he was most curious about was Cell 1, which was the biggest secret of the entire Hero's Prison, and he didn't even have the slightest clue right now.

"According to my speculation, it should be to the point of the supreme god, and completely control a supreme rule." Murray said.

"The Most High God?" Huang Yi nodded thoughtfully. It was feasible for him to become a supreme god, after all, he now controlled the death rule, one of the four supreme rules.

But he is going to become a real Creation Ancestor Spirit immediately, he doesn't know if he can still take the road of becoming a god after becoming a Creation Ancestor Spirit, he has never tried to become a god before, he will be the first, and he will only know if he has tried it himself.

Next, Huang Yi left the Hero Prison and reappeared on the top of the giant tree in Tianzi Peak.

The illusion of the sword had long since disappeared, and they had already said on the phone that Huang Yi needed to go to the underworld to release the three criminals.

He doesn't have the ability to enter cell 3 yet, so there is no need to go to the underworld now, when he becomes a true Creation Ancestor Spirit, he should be able to have that strength.

Huang Yi raised his head and asked towards the sky, "Ice Queen, how many flowers and fruits have you collected for me?" ”

"That's all!" Soon, the voice of the Ice Queen sounded in the sky, and golden fruits slowly fell, floating in front of Huang Yi.

He put them all away, and found that there were 13 in total, plus the total of 52 he had collected before, which was already halfway there.

However, Huang Yi had previously asked Qin Shiyu to release the acquisition news through the Hero Empire, and bought Shihuaguo at a high price from players all over the world, and money was not a problem.

In this way, a large number of them will soon be able to be received as well.

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At the end of "Hero's Prison", all the clues have to be put away, and it is more and more difficult to write.

This is dancing under shackles, taking into account all aspects of foreshadowing, without thinking clearly before you can't write casually, the constraint is not the speed of the codeword, but the speed of inspiration.

If I write a random ending, you will definitely scold me, so it is better not to write it. Like the previous plot to save the Death Star, some people reacted too brainlessly, and forcibly used the tyrant's possession to save it, in fact, it was already the most reasonable means of salvation that could be thought of under this shackle, and it was very difficult to come up with something that everyone was satisfied with, and sometimes it might not be possible to think of it for a few days.

This kind of thinking does not mean that you can come up with it just by trying, even if you don't write, eat, or sleep, you may not be able to think about it. Inspiration has a certain element of luck, sometimes maybe when you are walking, taking a shower, eating, or writing a diary, suddenly a certain moment pops up, and I can't find a pattern.

Some people complain about me, why do I open new books before the old books are finished? Actually, it really doesn't matter much, when you can't figure out the plot behind, it's useless for you to sit down, this time is not conflicting, you sit there and think about it for a day, it's the same as you sit there writing a new book for a day, and the result is that you can't think of it.

What you have to do is to let the inspiration come out on its own, because your mind is subconsciously thinking about this thing, so whether you are eating or sleeping, whether you are writing a new book or a love letter, it will automatically ferment one clue after another in your head, and after a certain period of time, the most reasonable path will naturally emerge.

And the new book has just begun, and without these concerns, you can write whatever you want, without thinking about it. This is also the reason why the Internet is generally easy to write in the early stage, but it will be written in the later stage, such as collapse, eunuchs, unfinished, and delays. In the early stage, there are roads everywhere, and you can go however you want, but in the later stage, the roads are becoming more and more tortuous, the possibilities are becoming less and less, and it is becoming more and more difficult to play, and the early and middle stages are not difficult at all.