Wang Ziyue used a shovel to push the stones away, and the light came in from there.

"It's—wow!" Wang Ziyue was the first to come out of the hole, and as soon as she poked her head out, she let out a sigh.

I climbed out with her, and suddenly my eyes couldn't adjust to the environment because I had been in the dark for too long. After a while, I blinked and found that my vision had returned. What caught my eye was a black arch with a bronze plaque hanging from the door. Although it was also very dim here, I don't know how many times stronger than the five fingers that I couldn't see just now.

I walked up to the doorpost, and the plaque was written in vermilion dye in traditional Chinese characters "Phantom Mirror Palace"

"What does that mean?" I asked, "This is not a tomb?" "I said in my heart that I had never seen a tomb with that name.

"I don't know, let's keep walking."

The Mirror Palace, as its name suggests, has all kinds of mirrors along the way: there are lenses forked on the wall, ancient and exquisite bronze mirrors, and jade mirrors as Boss Bi said.

There was no need for a flashlight here, and we walked forward, surrounded by silence. We walked and stopped, occasionally going up to look in the mirror, the mirror was full of incomprehensible inscriptions, of course, the six-pointed star is indispensable, making people feel that this is not the legendary ghost domain.

"By the way, do you know a legend about mirrors?" Wang Ziyue leaned down, squatted in front of a mirror, and stroked the edge of the mirror with her hand

"There are so many ghost stories, who knows what you're going to say?" I replied, but what I thought in my heart was: Grandma, this kind of ghost story telling in a terrifying place has to be scared to death by you, so you can just let me go. But I didn't want to be laughed at by her, so I didn't squeak.

However, Wang Ziyue was unrelenting: "This is definitely useful, it is very similar to our current situation." ”

I really haven't heard of the legend of this mirror told by Wang Ziyue. It means that a mysterious country far away from China may be due to political corruption, or perhaps because the people are weak or something. In short, there is no defense against the invasion of the enemy.

Seeing that the kingdom was about to be destroyed, a sorcerer made a suggestion to the king, saying that he had a kind of witchcraft that could help the king defeat his enemies, and that it was free of charge. It's just that this witchcraft is conditional, summoning evil spirit soldiers in the mirror of demons.

But these soldiers are evil spirits, and the summoned soldiers can only be controlled by dripping the sap of a desert orchid that grows in the desert of the western regions of distant China on the mirror, otherwise they will devour the souls of all living beings.

The king defeated the enemy using the methods of a sorcerer. However, the king was not satisfied, nor did he fully believe the words of the sorcerer. The consequences can be imagined. Finally, the mirror is sealed with wax and cannot be opened forever.

"Hmm......" I asked, "this, what are you trying to express?" I looked around and saw that none of the mirrors were sealed with wax, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"No, I found out that this mirror is wax-sealed." Wang Ziyue's voice had changed tone, and she took a few steps back, her face frighteningly white. The mirror surface is blurred, and the wax seal has changed color due to age, and it is integrated with the wall.

"You crow's mouth, you can't-" My heart was beating wildly, but Wang Ziyue raised a hand to signal me not to speak, only to hear a "creaking" sound in the mirror, and suddenly a black shadow flashed in the mirror, the wax seal began to melt, and the mirror shook violently.

"Run!" I yelled, turned to the left with Wang Ziyue, and ran away without looking back. When people are afraid, they are manic and irritable, and their thinking ability plummets, and then I think about it. If it didn't matter if it kicked the mirror at that time, the ancients said that the broken mirror could not be reunited, and the ghost would not be able to make any murder.

We didn't know how long we ran in the corridor full of mirrors on both sides, but I stopped and suddenly realized that Wang Ziyue was gone!

What's going on? I just ran away together! When I looked back, there was only one direction in this whole corridor, there were no forks in the road, and there were no organs, so how could it be gone?

After a while, I came back to my senses, and now the important thing should be myself, I estimate that Wang Ziyue's skills are above me. I don't know what happened just now, but now I'm in a dangerous situation.

I felt in my pocket, and I was shocked, and I said that you really love me, no matter what happens, you will not leave.

There was a soft "whoosh", a dark shadow flashed, and I turned sharply, and there was nothing.

I saw that the place I was in was a square hall, with granite walls, and the faint sound of dripping water could be heard. There was only one mirror here, and I stepped forward and lit the lighter.

It's a jade mirror. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked very sloppy now, my clothes were covered with dust, and my hair was in a strange shape, I was enjoying the life of a young master a few days ago, and I didn't expect this to happen now.

It was at that moment that I realized that I was alone in this room. If I can solve the problem on land and at sea now, but now in an ancient tomb, an underwater ancient tomb, I have nothing, how much hope do I have for survival?

Suddenly, just like on the ghostly ship of Ealing, I heard a baby's cry and a familiar creak, and I looked up at the mirror, my pupils constricted.

I don't know how to describe how I felt. There's a head on my left shoulder in the mirror, and that's another head of me! Almost subconsciously, I looked down and saw some dried wax on the ground beneath the mirror. ! How I didn't see it earlier.

I turned my head and saw it, and it was staring at me.

"Ahh I yelled, shuddered, and jumped around. A "me" stood in front of me, exactly the same, but with a striking change: the face was green, the skin was dry, and the facial features were blurred, as if they had been burned and twisted together.

The "I" on the other side stared at me with scarlet eyes and took a step towards me.

"No!" I yelled and threw a lighter at him. I took a few steps back, tripped over something, and hit my head in the back.

In a trance, I heard a sound of something shattering, and then passed out.

"Ouch!" I rubbed my muscles, and it wasn't a big deal, just a big bag on my head. Suddenly, I remembered the "me" I had seen earlier, and I sat up in fright.

There was nothing around, and my lighter was lying on the ground not far away. I stood up and patted the dirt on my body,! What kind of luck did I have to pass out a few times?

I remembered the mirror and hurried over to check it. The mirror has been broken, I don't know what it is made of, the mirror is still broken and glued together, think the ancients did not have this technology, right? Could it be that this is a glass made by a traverser?