Dongfang never expected that what was waiting for her in the grass hut was pitch black... The courage that had just been summoned was gone in an instant. She tried to exit the door, but a voice told her she couldn't do it again.

It's not that it can't be returned, it's that it can't be refunded...

The voice sounded in the darkness, peaceful and calm, as if nothing in this world could defeat her, which invisibly gave her courage.

She followed the instructions of the soft voice, and groped her way into the hut to find first the fire fold, and then to find an oil lamp, and the moment the light came on, she saw the mess in the hut clearly, and at the same time screamed!

In this house... Scattered on the ground were clumps of bloodstained rags! A great fear hits, she wants to turn around and get out of here, she wants to go back immediately...

But the voice gently soothed her, telling her that it was okay... It's okay...

It's okay, don't be afraid... You light a few more lights, and then go and open another window...

Another window? Suspiciously, she fumbled and lit two more oil lamps, which illuminated every corner of the room, and she didn't seem so scared when she faced the pile of bloodcloth...

Under the guidance of the voice, she successfully found another window, and the moment she opened the window, a little warm sunlight shone into the room...

Dongfang Zero felt the temperature of the sun, and wanted to cry inexplicably. The voice made her clear the bloody cloth from the ground... She didn't want to. She's dignified... What's going on? She suddenly couldn't remember what her identity was, but she only remembered that her identity was very noble...

But she was even more reluctant to stay with the blood cloth any longer. So she had to pick up the broom that appeared out of thin air and slowly sweep the blood cloth into a pile... Sweep out the door...

With the blood cloth being cleaned out by himself, Dongfang Zero felt a lot more comfortable in his heart. Looking at the clean and tidy floor, she sat down at the only table in the room, closed her eyes and felt the sunlight and breeze outside the window...

The voice rang out again: "... Look again to see if there's a bronze mirror in the house..."

Bronze mirror. As she thought to herself, she noticed that there was indeed a palm-sized bronze mirror next to the oil lamp. She brushed her hair, picked up the bronze mirror and shone it on her face...

In the bronze mirror, her skin was as dry and lusterless as a septuagenarian, wrinkled, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, and her eye circles were so dark that she hadn't slept well for hundreds of years. There are many dense old age spots next to her nose, like a group of disgusting little Fei'e...

This... It's her? She is so old?

She was overwhelmed with grief, and unconsciously moved the bronze mirror to the left—

She screamed again!

...

She's getting out of here! A must get out of here this time! Don't stay for a moment! Tears poured down her face with fear, and her heart, which had been tense for a long time, was relieved, and she finally cried. This time, without waiting for the sound to sound again, she staggered and cried out of the hut and out of the woods in one go.

After making sure that he had run far enough and no longer saw the thatched hut that made people's hearts chill, Dongfang Zero sat on a big rock outside the woods and covered his face and cried bitterly...

She cried for a long, long time, so long that she almost thought that her tears were about to run dry.

At last, her crying stopped, and the voice rang out again in heaven and earth. It didn't force her to go back, but slowly guided her back to the path she had been, the river still smelling and the grass still dead... The difference is that the sky is clear...

She was bathed in the warm sunshine and slowly... The panic of the moment when I saw it in the mirror faded a little... She walked back slowly, step by step, and the pounding heartbeat slowly subsided...

The voice made her slowly walk back to the Minyue Temple... Yes, Minyue Temple, she finally remembered that she came from Minyue Temple...

“... You slowly left the path, returned to the Minyue Temple, and returned to your bed..."Ji Jing's voice gradually became clear and powerful, as if leading her soul to gradually return to its place. “... You start to feel like your body has regained its strength... Start with your feet..."

“... Waist... Your head... Slowly... You've remembered anything that happened before you left..."

“... Right now... I'll count three times, and you'll open your eyes and come back to reality..."

“... One..."

“... Two..."

“... Three. ”

...

Almost as soon as Chi Jing's words fell, Dongfang Zero opened his eyes at the same time.

She was still a little dazed, and looked at the top of the tent quietly as if she had just woken up from a big dream, and did not speak. After a long time, she raised her right hand and wiped away the tears from her cheeks and eye sockets little by little. My hand touched the pillow next to my ear and felt a chill on it.

It turns out that she really cried? How long has it been since she cried? After crying a lot, my heart is so relaxed.

"Queen Mother, the people are offended." Make sure she's completely back to reality, Chi Jing Dao.

With palpitations, Dongfang Zero had a lot of questions to ask, but he didn't know where to start for a while. So I just lazily said "um".

In this man-made dream, although she was frightened like never before, her mood was so calm after cleaning the blood cloth in the dream, as if she had cleaned up the dark things in her heart.

Not only that, but this dream also opened a gap in her heart, and a warm wind continued to blow in from this gap...

"Queen Mother, the folk girl dares to ask, what do you see in the bronze mirror?" Chi Jing asked with a cup of warm tea in her own hand, and her intuition told her that the things in the bronze mirror and the blood cloth on the ground were the root causes of Dongfang Ling's depression.

Dongfang Zero fled in disgrace after seeing what was reflected in the bronze mirror, and began to cry after escaping, resolutely refusing to reveal what he saw.

If it weren't for her repeated explanations in advance that she couldn't easily open her eyes, she had no doubt that Dongfang Zero would open her eyes from the image and return directly to reality.

But now that she was back in reality, she was no longer trapped in the little grass hut, and she asked her again, and there was no reason not to say it.

Sure enough, Dongfang Zero took a sip of hot tea. After hesitating for a moment, although he was reluctant to think about it, he was finally willing to say what he saw at that moment: "This palace... I saw a female ghost in a red dress from the bronze mirror... She had a long red tongue sticking out, and there were no eyeballs in her sockets... She... She was lying on the left shoulder of the palace..."

The Lady in Red!

It's hard to do now... Chi Jing's expression became solemn.

The most common images of depressed people are muddy roads, white female ghosts, desolate plants, precarious buildings... The white color represents the deep resentment of the queen, and the muddy and desolate environment represents the queen's depression and loneliness.

But red represents anger, there is a blood cloth on the ground, that is injury, and there is a female ghost in red in the mirror, which is a powerful ghost!