The young man nodded, put his hands in his pockets and said coolly, "Yes, I want this bracelet." ”

The Sick drew a quick knife and placed it across my right hand, "Then cut off your hand, and the bracelet will be yours." ”

The young man Hahan was wearing a mask and sunglasses, he couldn't see his appearance and demeanor clearly, he was obviously not interested in my hands, he didn't care at all, he nodded and said two words, "Yes".

The sick man looked at me, his dark eyes exuding a cruel aura, and he grinned slightly, "Then I'm sorry." ”

"Don't, don't," I screamed, "I, I can take you out too!" ”

The sick man stopped, looked at me and then at the young man, "Who do I believe in you?" ”

The young man said coldly, "Which of us do you think has the ability?" ”

"I think you have." Sick Devil Road.

The young man Hahan didn't seem to smile at all, and he always spoke in the same tone, "That's fine." ”

The demon shook his head and stood up from me. I was about to get up from the pain when the sick man suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a white and red sticky spider silk-like thing, entangled me all over my body.

He jerked my mouth and dragged me from the ground.

"Take me to the host, and I'll give you even the bracelet you bring." The sick man looked at the young man slyly.

The young man stared at the sick demon through the black lens, one person and one demon staring at each other, and no one spoke. The boy finally said, "Let me see the dragon first." ”

As soon as the sick man pulled the spider silk, he pulled me away. It was slumped and had no skin, and Hesseson's musculature was exposed, looking like the monster Gollum from The Lord of the Rings.

It stooped forward step by step, its strange tail dragging on the ground. I was like food caught by a spider, dragged forward, and if I didn't keep up, I was at risk of falling.

The young man Hahan followed slowly behind him.

The three of us went out through the door to the long corridor outside, and the sickness dragged me on, our shadows dragging for a long time in the gloomy light. The corridor twists and turns, walking a long way, in the narrow space only the sound of our footsteps, no one speaks, the atmosphere is oppressive and terrifying.

As I walked, I heard the sound of water drops in front of me. Coming out of the corridor, there was a black and oppressive cave in front of him, about two meters high, and many spikes of stone milk hung down from the roof of the cave, which was hideous and terrifying, as if he had gone to hell.

In the depths of the cave there was a huge black river, and the faint sound of water was heard, and the surface of the water glowed with a deep black light, as if it was flowing oil.

"Dragon, it's hiding in that water." The sick man looked at me and the boy Hahan, "It's very dangerous. ”

The disease speaks in an orderly manner, no matter what crisis situation it encounters, it is always following the good path, and the tone is subdued and frustrated, quite rhythmic.

The Sick is a very powerful storyteller, and his control of intonation and rhythm can captivate people.

"So what?" Hahan asked.

"You're going to take the scales, aren't you?" The sick asked.

The Hahan boy shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, indicating that this was the case.

The sick man looked back at me: "What about you?" ”

"Me too." I say.

The disease grinned, revealing an extremely evil smile: "A dragon only has one reverse scale, for whom?" ”

"Looks like your conditions are going to escalate." Hahan said.

The sick man smiled even more proudly, "Now I have three questions for you, whoever answers sincerely, I will help." Then I'll destroy the other one. ”

The young man waved his hand and motioned for him to speak.

"First question," the Disease's voice was low, emitting a metallic trill, "why do you want the dragon's scales?" Attention," it held out its finger, "Attention, there is only one criterion for the answer, and that is sincerity, I want to hear the truth." ”

Hahan boy looks at me. I sighed, "Let me say it first, I need the dragon's reverse scales to do the trick and summon the god Meng Po in the bardo realm." ”

"Why did you want to see her?" The sick man asked with interest.

"I'm going to find my mother," I said with a heartache, "my mother is locked up in the bardo realm, and I'm going to get her out, and the most practical thing to do at the moment is to summon Meng Po." ”

The sick man looked at the young man Hahan and asked, "What about you?" ”

The young man didn't speak, he couldn't see his expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The disease reiterated, don't lie.

The young man looked at me and said, "First of all, I want to correct your wrong common sense. The dragon's reverse scales are just small fragments, and only by collecting ten such fragments can Meng Po be summoned out in a real sense. With only one fragment, it is very dangerous to summon it rashly, and the chance is 1 in 10 out of ten, and there is a large degree of failure, and there will be unpredictable results. ”

"You don't sleep!" I yelled. The only way to say such a thing is to never sleep!

The young man nodded: "Yes, we have met." ”

The sick man clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, don't talk about the past." Your name is Sleepless, is your real name? ”

"Is it possible?" Nightless said coldly.

"Look at it, you're insincere," the sick man said, "This partner's name is Lin Cong, and he said his name directly." What about you, what is your real name? ”

At this time, the corners of his mouth grinned, not a smile, it should be a mockery.

"The name is just a code name, so why bother to ask for the bottom of it." "You know what my name is, and what I can bring you, and there is no conflict." I walk in the underworld, across the entire bardo realm, and I am not limited by name, you can call me the name you like, shit. However, I suggest that you also call me not to sleep, so that our conversation can be consistent. ”

The sick man put away his smile, stared at the night sky carefully, nodded and said, "You are a dangerous person, I don't like you." ”

"It doesn't make a difference to me whether I have a name or not, what a name I have, whether you like me or not, why you don't like me. I'm a tool to you, and you're a tool to me, as long as it's a win-win situation. "Don't say lightly.

The sick man's expression changed and he clapped his hands: "Okay, even if it's the first question, you've all passed." So the second question, if either of you wins, will you ask the other to die? ”

I was silent, I didn't know how to say it, I was not a good person, but I didn't have any deep hatred with him, and it was a bit too much to insist that he die.

The sick man pointed to the night sky and said, you can answer this question.

He looked at me and nodded: "After I get the bracelet, I won't keep him, he will die." ”

The sick man looked at me with interest.

I was angry, "Then you are also mortal, and I can't keep you as a scourge." ”

The sick man stroked his hands and laughed, "Haha, interesting, I like this situation, two people can only live one." ”

Bu Yetian suddenly said strangely: "You are wrong, not two people live one." ”

"What's that?" The sick man asked with a smile.

"There are three of us, including you. To be precise, there is only one of the three of us who can live. "Never sleep, said slowly.

The sick man's smile faded and stared at him.

He put his hand in his mouth and whistled violently, and suddenly, countless mirrors appeared throughout the cavern, which contrasted with each other in an irregular circle. In an instant, countless images of me and the sick appeared in the mirror, projecting each other, layer upon layer, endless.

The sky is gone.

The sick man was so angry that he couldn't care about me, so he jumped in front of a mirror and punched me. The same sickness appeared in the mirror, and it was also throwing a fist at it outside the mirror.

At this moment, the sick man looked at the image in the mirror, and there was a slight froze, but his fist did not stop. The image outside the mirror and the image in the mirror move in unison, and when the fists touch, a "bang" sound is heard, and the mirror surface is completely shattered.

The fragments did not fall to the ground, they were still in their original places, and the fragments became small mirrors of their own, reflecting the disease.

The sick man was furious, roaring, pounding, smashing mirrors with his hands, feet, and even his tail. Each large mirror shattered and became a lot of small mirrors, and each small mirror was smashed into a smaller mirror. It didn't take long for me to be stuck in the middle of the disease, surrounded by countless mirrors of different sizes.

The largest mirror is more than a person tall, the smallest is only the size of a fingernail, and each mirror forms a different angle, which is extremely tricky, giving people a strong illusion of size and distance.

The disease could no longer take care of me, I stood in the center of the circle, and turned around, and as far as I could see, I saw myself infinitely in all directions.

I was dizzy and sat on the floor, calm and closed.

Even though I closed my eyes, my head hurt terribly, and the wound on my right hand was extremely painful, so I couldn't feel at ease. The sound of the sick destroying the mirror kept coming from my ears, and it shattered many faces.

I want to tell it not to work in vain, and it can't listen to me.

After a long while, there was a sudden silence, and I slowly opened my eyes, and at this time, I saw something unusual.

The sick demon was in a daze in the face of countless mirrors, and there was a mirror image of it slowly coming out of one mirror, and its appearance, demeanor, and especially the eyes of the two Hesse Sen were extremely similar, that is, it was another one.

The mirror image of the sick man walked behind the sick man, and the sick man immediately noticed it, and when he looked back, the two monsters looked at each other.

It was so weird that I couldn't help but hold my breath.

The mirror image slowly raised his right hand above his head, and it was dancing.