The position of this meaningful mirror is also intriguing, this mirror is like the last picture of a comic book, leaving the reader with an open-ended ending, as for how to interpret it, it is all up to the reader's mind.

The mirror was at the corner of the stairs, at the back of Lu Shaozhen at this time, and there was a deep staircase leading to the pitch-black second floor.

From his vantage point, he could see half of the mysterious staircase in the mirror, and when he saw this situation, he tried to find memories of the second floor of the building in his mind, but surprisingly couldn't find anything.

This is a strange phenomenon, it stands to reason that my memory in the mirror world is perfect, but why do I never have a memory of the second floor? Do you say you've never been up there?

Putting this thought aside for the time being, Lu Shaozhen turned his eyes back and quietly looked at his young face in the mirror, his thoughts suddenly lingered on what had happened to him in the past, at that time he was still distressed by the absence of his parents, whenever he saw other classmates after school they had their parents to take them home, his heart was unprecedentedly throbbing to his parents' imagination.

It is impossible to say that it is not lost, but it is absolutely impossible to say that it is sad, because it is absolutely impossible to have strong feelings for two people who have never met.

But it is this kind of light sorrow like a breeze that has become Lu Shaozhen's melancholy temperament shrouded in melancholy at the moment.

The loneliness at that time turned into an unprecedented remembrance at this moment, and it was put into the father image in the mirror world, if it weren't for the fact that there was a voice in his heart that reminded him that everything now was a mirror, Lu Shaozhen almost believed it.

The torrent of years changed abruptly at this time, the young face in the mirror and the adult Lu Shaozhen's silhouette were similar but very different, and the image reflected in Lu Shaozhen's pupils gradually changed from immaturity to maturity, so that he himself had a strong sense of alienation between reality and ideals.

How to describe the feeling? It's as if two diametrically opposed forces pull back and forth the different levels that make up the soul, the cotton wool flies, the light and shadow intertwine, and in an instant the concept falls apart, so that the ability to speak is lost.

Time travel? Or is it in the reverse current of time and space? Lu Shaozhen woke up violently, frowned and shook his head, leaving his heavy thoughts behind, turning around and walking to the staircase.

There didn't seem to be any light source on the second floor, and the thick darkness seemed to overflow, and wisps of dark matter spread out, like countless octopus tentacles binding Lu Shaozhen with powerful suction cups.

The ghost sent the gods, Lu Shaozhen's feet stepped on the stairs and knelt a level, this wooden ladder became mottled because of disrepair, and stepped on it suddenly made an overwhelming creaking sound.

And in this process, Lu Shaozhen began to think carefully about the causes and consequences of what happened. Now that his situation seems to be out of touch with what happened to Minos before, and the clues obtained in those secret rooms seem to be useless for the time being, the most concise purpose is to start from the recent weirdness if there is a purpose to find a fruitful breakthrough.

For some reason, I woke up from an abandoned rescue room, and now is not the time to discuss who directed all this, because there is no clear clue to support this problem, so the only way to do it is to connect the front and back, and the truth of the matter may be contained in it.

He was put in a white robe for an unknown purpose, covered with a white shroud, and lying on a hospital bed. Although the combination of these three points is incredible, it is a kind of relief when it happens to me.

Perhaps only by becoming a ghost can you fundamentally put an end to the fear in your heart.

Lu Shaozhen cried and laughed, and then continued to think about it. I have experienced the movement of the statues and the strange phenomena of the sounds in the compartment in this rescue room, and there must be other people in the rescue room, otherwise it would be a bit far-fetched to explain the movement of those statues with metaphysics.

So what is the purpose of the person who is hiding and observing himself?

Could it be that his purpose is to enter the world of mirrors? Then this mirror world must contain secrets that only you can uncover, otherwise that person would not have to go to great lengths to induce himself to come here.

But the premise of all this is that someone is secretly manipulating, is there really no ghost in this world? Is there really no scientific reason for metaphysics? Perhaps metaphysics lost its power to make people fear when it could be explained by science, but now, people are revealing that fear is like a tiger.

In this way, with his "creaking, creaking" footsteps, Lu Shaozhen's was completely immersed in the dark, he felt that the temperature around him immediately dropped, and the cold wind was like a maggot on the tarsal bones desperately drilling into his body, his left hand side was already on the ground on the second floor, and it seemed that he had come to this second floor with no memory at all.

He looked at the long corridor and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Should I hold back like this? Lu Shaozhen turned his head to look at the bright place downstairs, the warmth was close at hand, as long as he wanted, he didn't have to endure the current scene where all thrillers were tried and tested, but was that really what he wanted? Giving up one's responsibilities for the sake of temporary stability? What's more, after going through so much, I should turn a blind eye to the dark atmosphere.

In this way he walked down the long corridor, the second floor seemed to be connected to the rest of the place, for the corridor was far longer than the length of the first floor.

He hesitated, then decided to go to the upper half of the first floor, where there were two rooms side by side, one of which had a door that had been nailed to death by a few wooden boards, and the initiator seemed to be afraid of an outsider intruding, so he sealed the upper floor again with an iron plate.

It's a little strange what is in this room that deserves to be sealed like this?

Lu Shaozhen tried to look in through the crack in the door, but the width of the crack was really narrow, and no information could be obtained from it.

In this way, Lu Shaozhen decided to go into another room to have a look. Fortunately, the door of the other room was not locked, and the wooden door was hidden, as if tempting Lu Shaozhen to push it open.

For this kind of temptation, Lu Shaozhen knew that there might be something unfavorable to him, but he had no choice but to step forward. The reason is very simple, the courage to break through will make progress, so you can only do nothing.