Chapter 18: The Deceased's Suicide Notes
Wang Ziyue rolled up her sleeves, took a deep breath, and quickly raised her shovel and swung it towards the wall where the corpse was leaning. There was a sound of glass shattering, just like I had done before, and the mirrors on the entire wall collapsed.
We quickly looked at the corpses on the ground, and sure enough, the two corpses had changed: they had become two middle-aged uncles, wearing work clothes from the sixties and seventies.
Only then did we relax and breathe a sigh of relief, and people were relieved and could joke. I said, "Look! You still don't believe us, we don't know if we're dead or not? β
Lan Ke'er snorted and said, "How can a ghost say that he is a ghost?" β
"Hey, I know a lot of ghost stories."
"The devil listens to you."
Eat a little food to have the strength to hurry, we divided the army individual self-heating food brought out of Lan Ke'er's bag, it was difficult to eat, it was okay to eat it just now, but at least it could fill the stomach. We thought a lot about this mirror palace, the passages lead in all directions, and we don't have any maps.
"Come here, there's something on these corpses." Wang Ziyue said, squatting next to the corpse and began to examine.
"Here! A notebook. Wang Ziyue shouted.
When we heard this, we were immediately interested, and we hurried over to see it. There are some words written crookedly on it, this guy doesn't know if he is not good at writing, or if he has encountered some accident, this word is written in a scribble that I can only write on a roller coaster.
"This ......," I asked, shrugging helplessly, "which of you has an old doctor at home who can read these words?" β
Lan Ke'er trembled and took the notebook from Wang Ziyue's hand and began to read it to us.
"This place is extremely yin, the evil demon is strong, we are displaced here due to accidents, encounter accidents, leave a unique pen, in order to warn future generations: misfortune for the voyager, in order to seek treasure, or to seek adventure. The mechanism here is mysterious, there is no law at all, I have been trapped here for a long time, and my brother has suffered a lot of evil spirits. β
None of us spoke after listening to Lan Ke'er read this, and I knew they were thinking the same thing. How long have they been sleepy? Do they have survivors? Even these experienced voyagers didn't go out, can we?
I broke the silence with a dry cough and said to Lan Ke'er: "Ke'er, take a look at it, what else is recorded in the notebook, maybe it will be useful to us." β
Lan Ke'er shook his head and sighed: "No, there is nothing but this paragraph, I feel that he wrote it in a hurry when he encountered some accident." β
Everyone was silent again, I knew it was definitely dangerous, my grandfather taught me to be calm in case of trouble. If you can't think calmly about many things, it is equivalent to giving yourself a death sentence. If our improvised waste youth squad can't calm down, I'm afraid the consequences will be worse than the fate of these two lying on the ground.
Although I was also very low, I had to stabilize everyone, I adjusted my mentality behind my back, and suddenly shouted: "I have a way!" β
The others were taken aback by me, and when they saw my exaggerated expression, they quickly asked me what I had come up with.
I didn't hurry to learn the usual movements of the little white face, and I helped my non-existent eyes, straightening out the clothes that had become twisted. Don't look at me like this, I'm actually organizing the language.
Wang Ziyue was impatient, leaned into my ear and whispered to me, "It's almost okay, what did you think of?" β
I said, "Don't you remember what I said before, since my grandfather's package said it, this middle-aged uncle," I pointed to the corpse on the ground, "and recorded the same thing-"
Lan Ke'er suddenly interrupted me and said eagerly, "What is the same thing?" You say! β
"Well, thisβ" I quickly avoided the edge and changed the subject, "I'll put it another way, let's put ourselves in the shoes of the builder, why did this builder build such a place?" β
Lan Keer said tentatively: "To trap us? β
I shook my head and continued, this is unrealistic, such a huge, all-encompassing Mirror Palace must be something that tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people, can complete. What kind of project could have mobilized so many people in ancient times?
I'm afraid there are only royal tombs and sacrifices, and if the ruler really stubbornly builds an entertaining escape room, then I will find a piece of tofu and kill me.
They all nodded at what I said and motioned for me to continue. "But this place doesn't look like a mausoleum, we haven't had anything that conforms to the common sense of Chinese feng shui along the way, I think this must be a place of worship."
Lan Ke'er asked: "Maybe we didn't really enter the underground palace, this is just the entrance to the royal mausoleum." β
I said in my heart that the emperor and the builder were too idle, and only one entrance was built hundreds of meters deep, so this underground palace must not be in the center of the earth!
"Not necessarily," the little white face spoke, "this is really a place of sacrifice in another country." After all, we don't know much about the national civilization in this part of the Pacific, and it is not impossible that they will treat the mirror as a god. β
After I adjusted like this, the atmosphere finally recovered. We discussed that we would continue to move forward, and if we stayed here, we would only starve to death, and we might run into something if we went forward.
"Hey, you're quite caring!" On the way, Wang Ziyue tugged at my cuff and said, "I have leadership talent!" Can you make up stories to improve the morale of the players? β
"Shhh "How do you know ......"
"I can see it. I've studied psychology, so if you lie to them, I won't be fooled. β
"I'm doing it for our good, and I'm scared too, but I'm also very smart......"
In this way, we walked along the promenade until we ...... Ahead, a bright, white-glowing exit appeared.
"Huh? We're not going to just go out like this, are we? "I was directly stunned, my luck is not so explosive!
"No way, we've been going underground, we're more than 300 meters above sea level." Little White Face said.
I came back to my senses and wanted to go out and think about it too much. Then this white light is not simple, it may be some kind of light reflected by the mirror. We glanced at each other and walked cautiously that way.
It was a large jade floor-to-ceiling mirror, glowing with a strange white light, probably from the light I had just seen.
Suddenly, I had a feeling, a strange feeling - I wanted to go into the mirror, I stared at the mirror, and it felt like something beautiful that I had never seen before. I saw my grandfather, dressed in his usual sailor suit, waving to me.
I've seen a lot of them, and it's familiar, like I've seen them somewhere. But I'm not in the mood to think about it anymore. Faintly, I heard some voices around me, but I felt meaningless, what was the other compared to what I was going to do?
"Du Hao! Wake me up! Wang Ziyue's voice sounded very anxious, and my limbs were still being held down by someone.
They don't understand anything, it's just me, and it must be me. I thought, slowly moving my face closer to the mirror, and the closer I got to it, the clearer those things became. The whole body is happy, a sense of great lightness, no thinking, no pain. Just look at what I like.
But why can't I catch these things? I was in a hurry and leaned my face against the mirror.
With a "clang", the mirror shattered, and the residue of the lens collapsed onto my face. I shook my head, feeling dizzy.
"Mouse, are you alright?" Lan Ke'er grabbed my arm and pulled me against the wall, "You scared us to death." β
"I see," I said as soon as my head was able to think normally. The visions on the ancient ship of Yiling, the captain of the ancient ship who died of excitement on the ancient ship, and the suicide note of the dead corpse all point in this direction. This mirror palace is by no means a mausoleum or sacrifice, but a trap and a scam.
I told them what I had seen in the mirror fantasies, and they were amazed. You know, is it just to build such a large mirror palace just to lead people into a trap?
"I can make a hypothesis," the little white face pushed his glasses, "there are always things in history that we don't know, maybe civilizations that we don't know, and we can't understand them with common sense." The final verdict depends on research. As he spoke, he gestured to the lens sample in his hand.
Wang Ziyue suddenly raised a hand, interrupting our conversation, and she said with her lips: "There are footsteps, they are human steps." β